Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-24714922-20170821223247/@comment-26510601-20170822001425

DIO: When Michirama closed his eyes to this world, a new one opened up to him. Yet again, he was back in the same room as before. Just like before, he didn't feel the need to get up and for some reason he couldn't look left or right only straight ahead. All the familiar feelings of last time, and to to it off sitting in his same, decrepit chair was Death himself looking Michirama straight in his eyes. His right hand seemed just fine however, but that didn't take away from his gaze that seemed to be looking into Michi's own soul.

"You can't escape this, child. I have no time for these immature games of yours."

Death leaned back into his chair, keeping his hands together while observing Michi.

"You may speak."

Cam: Michirama shied away a bit when Death called him out on trying to avoid sleep "Why are you doing this?" His voice was a tad shaky but he tried to remain brave

DIO: "Gods do not have to repeat what they've already said," Death proudly said before continuing, "Michirama, you hold many burdens. Things that tie you down to the realm you live in. I still can't understand why such a gifted mind could be so careless in a world like this."

Cam: Of course, they were both Gods according Death. Death was a fully realised God while Michirama on the other hand was still a sleeping God. Death carried on, when he commented about his burdens that kept him tied down "What ... what burdens?" Michirama had been called a Prodigy before but for a 'God' to say so, it was a different feeling

DIO: Death fell silent when Michi asked about these burdens. It was hard to communicate here, but it would have to suffice for now.

"... Michirama. I know of the redemption you seek, the justice you long for. The one man in this world who slipped away from your grasp when you succumbed to that insignificant notion for Masami. You have no power in your life. Even if you wish to keep your narrow-minded perspective on the world around you, we can both agree that you long to become something more. Wake up, Michi and find me. All can be answered then."

When Death began to speak about the unknown man, Michi could feel someone behind him press their hands against his head. Their grip tightening with each vowel spoke by Death, then suddenly. Everything was gone, and he was awake. Where did everything go? After properly waking up, what would Michi do with what Death told him about?(edited)

Cam: At those words, Michirama's eyes widened, there was a visible anger in them this time "The Deer Masked Man ..." He said quietly but even with the quiet tone his voice sounded almost acidic. But how did Death know? How did he know that he had let that man escape to save Masami. It was true that since that day he had harboured a hatred towards that unknown man, there was even a time where he had considered hunting him down. Death spoke true words tonight, more than anything Michirama wanted to finish that mission. As Death spoke he could feel the strange grip tightening and suddenly ... He was awake.

Michirama would take a few moments to catch his breath and gather his bearings before hoping out of bed and getting dressed. He strapped his katana and ninja pouch to himself before throwing his large cloak over his shoulders and clambering out the window. It was like death said. It was time to become something more.