Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-26510601-20170503220630/@comment-34754862-20170505051333

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Everything happened so suddenly, the alarms rang and Myōō was being held by Gouda. In seconds everything flipped as the moment Keldran appeared Gouda was confronted by a force he would never fuck with again. In a split second Keldran appeared directly behind Gouda and stabbed him directly in the gut. The moment Keldran kicked him down, Myōō would fall towards the ground, not to mention the moment he began pounding his head in. Myōō weakened and now awake noticed the blood spilling all over the place. His mind had already witnessed gruesome scenes like this so he was more matured to take in the gore. He simply began to drag himself across the floor, attempting to make it closer to the gates of the village. He noticed the people there, his old comrades, somewhere still. Not everyone was there, but many of his closest friends were there even his rival from almost 3 years ago Taka was there. Myōō’s body was completely shrivelled up and weakened severely. He didn’t even look the same anymore, Myōō continued to fight through his pain as he reached about half way before turning over and laying on his back.

Myōō had been through some shit and at this point since he was deprived of food and energy he couldn’t even talk to his friends which were at a distance from him. His blue hues looking towards the sky as his eyes began to swell, his tears started flowing from his face. He really thought he would never make it back alive, he thought this was all a dream, he kept thinking to himself ‘is any of this foreal? Am I really here after such a long time… I can’t tell anymore.’ He began to sob in sadness as it seemed the boy was finally crushed emotionally. Myōō had been through some shit within the past few year’s the changes in the village seemed unreal which is why he couldn’t believe this was all real. How much everyone had grown up, as for Myōō he was left in the past. He needed to be treated immediately with intensive care. The only thing keeping Myōō alive was his will to live, but eventually something like that would run out. If people didn’t act quick and attended to him, who knows what could've happened. Though Myōō didn’t give up, his weakened state remained the same as he lifted his bony arm towards the sky attempting to grasp reality. All he did was lay there his hand lowering downwards and back onto his chest as he showed everyone a sign that he was still alive by doing so. He hoped this would attract people to help him. This was the test to see who of these individuals who had come would truly come to his aid. Keldran was busy yelling at Ieyasu, which Myōō still couldn’t recognize, though he understood how he felt. The raw emotion Keldran displayed when he spoke towards Ieyasu could be felt like jagged needles stabbing under Myōō’s skin. He wouldn’t really say much as the way Keldran acted told Myōō that Ieyasu was very dear to him, in fact it seemed they had grown up together judging by how they began arguing. He laid there calmly and his consciousness began to fade again, this was the return of Myōō Fūma. A return well deserved for his efforts, Myōō’s eyes still filled with tears even after going unconscious.