Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-25687356-20161229020648/@comment-34754862-20170104011431

Myōō had taken precaution, but his luck had finally ran out, this entire mission Myōō had done nothing but take risks, and soon he was going to regret doing so. The moment the scroll was exposed and fully opened, a purple like spray would release from the said scroll as it easily sprayed into Myōō’s face. The instant it happened Myōō released a “Gah!” Sound as his face was sprayed successfully, the moment it happened Myōō stumbled back as everything became blurry. His mind spinning with, as his body began falling towards the ground, his back being the side where the impact would happen. Hopefully his squadmates would reply by stopping him from fully falling, if they had not stopped him from hitting the ground, his body would produce a thud loud enough for them to notice if they weren’t paying attention. Myōō was very alive and had a strong pulse, but his eyes were shut and seemed to be under the effects of slumber.

From this point his mind went black and now Myōō was pretty much dreaming of other things. He had awaken by himself in a dark place where no one was visible. This lead to him asking many questions as things didn’t feel around him, “What happened? When did I get here?” His voice echoed inside of his dream as he personally was still unsure if he was alive or dead, after all the poison had caught him by surprise and there was nothing he could do to actually stop it. He would remain a



sleep for a few minutes so it would be up to his comrades to protect him until he wakes up. As they dealt with the outside forces, Myōō was pretty much a sitting duck, useless for the time being. In his mind he would stroll around minding his business in the darkness of his dream, a question rising after his last statement which echoed “Am I dead? I knew that scroll was a bad idea… I should of listened to my intuition… BAKA!” He yelled at himself in criticizing way, he was mad at himself for not following his intuition and possibly had gotten himself killed. Though in Myōō’s mind he was tripping, outside he was casually asleep like nothing was happening, his face covered in the purple as his body stood there motionless. Myōō was pretty much upset as he personally wasn’t sure if he was still alive or dead, this being a terrifying experience on his own behalf.