The storm hammered the old iron bridge in terma village borders turning the river below into a roaring beast. Two figures battled through the cold night. Mupie, a first-year jotyu sorcerer, crouched on the rusted railing, his crimson eyes locked on his opponents standing few feet awa, Sasha, a first year soccerer. breathing hard She slipped through the downpour, a scarlet ribbon of blood staining her sleeve. Lightning split the sky. In that flash, Mupie saw her moon kissed dagger, and his heart hammered louder than the rain.He lunged, feet slamming the slick metal. The world narrowed: breath, thud, steel. "You can't outrun destiny Mupie," Sasha hissed, spinning. The dagger arced a silver blur. Mupie's katana screamed, as both weopens collides leaving sparks of flames pieces scattering like fireflies. He ducked, his sword slicing rain, each motion a deadly dance. Sasha grinned, feral. Thrust. Mupie twisted like a willow. His katana caught the dagger's hilt, sending it clattering across the bridge.
"Nice try," he growled. With a surge of chi energy, he unleashed a powerful wind gust, ripping rain sideways. Sasha stumbled. The railing gave way. For a heartbeat, she hung over churning water. Mupie's hand snapped out, gripping her wrist. "Give up," he whispered mocking. Sasha's eyes flickered fury and relief at thesame time She let the blade fall. The storm receded a little. The bridge groaned silent. Mupie pulled her up, both drenched, hard breathing." Next time, don't bring a dagger to a sword fight," he said, a half smile cutting through fatigue. Sasha laughed, short and breathless." Alright. Let's go." there's more in jotyu than meeting the eye's, mupie said as they' both begins walking on foots.
shinjuku train station.
The train station a portal to Tokyo and beyond teemed with people. Two individuals people's entered, bound for Kyoto, sitting across each other. One reading a newspaper; while the other scrolled on her phone as usual. inside the train was filled with Life,as people's share special moment with each other, the harmony was huge, trouble sadori mind drift back to the scenes yesterday where he saw his greatest rival of all rime, almost ripped someone head off, it's wasn't yutsuki at all, it's was something enterly new, it's almost as if he was facing someone, or something that might have hurt him somehow, timi She gasped at the headlines at the photos she came across on Sakura pages" Oh my God, Oni-San! Isn't she pretty?" Timi helding up the photos Sakura, Japan's soaring artist, whose new song had conquered the internet. Sadori dropped his paper, and stunned." Lord! She's so beautiful." Her Tokyo concert is just a weeks around the corner, oni-san you promised you'll take me there remember, timi said hoping her big brother has not forgotten. nor change his mind.. sadori was about to ulter a word when the train hits something stopping it's in its track.
BANG!..
The train halted. Panics begins to spreads."Uh, what the hell?" A passenger alarmed. why are we stopping!, another one said, I'll go check it out." A man slid the door open, torch flicking into the stormy nights as he made his way to the front sit." please Be careful," his wife called, voice clad in fear.
He reached the front. and saw the pilot's dead, The train was smashed, crushed by a hulking elephantmade of carcass of dead bodies.
"What the hell!?" He said in horror at thesame he was about to turnaround when he felt someone standing behind him." Don't move. I can see through you," a voice whispered. and he felt soft hand touched his back.
"Too bad you have a nice structure… but now it'll go to waste. tapping his chin thinking, what Shall I turn you into a crank, a delphor, or a goblin?" the man trembled. "please...! i have a family.., back int the train sadori could feel something was off because the man that left a few minutes ago hasn't returned yets, so decided to check up on him. he Aslide the door open and hopped outs, the stranger and the man where having a conversation when a fellow passenger bumped into them.
"Excuse me. Who are you? re stranger asked, I'm Hajime Sadori," the kid said, bravery in his stance. "Kizito Yushara. Nice to meet you, Sadori-san," Kizito said, evil smile intact." Please, don't. There's a way we can fix this, I don't know your motives behind all this, but we can still fix this out, that man has done nothing wrong, and he have a family, Sadori wore a black long-sleeve, ZIP open, a token gleaming. Kizito's smirk widened
"so you're Soccerer from Jotyu, aren't you? Wha! how did you know?" Sadori's asked his shock was palpable. i was once a member before the twist, uh what twist? sadori asked confused" Doesn't matter anymore. Playtime is over." Kizito touched the man's back. and made some incantation , Ingrid Transmigration. (Inguriddo Tensei) The man bloated his Skin begins to split. A 6-foot goblin emerged, steam hissing from its torso, massive arms ready." No!?" Sadori recoiled.
"Now then… let's get this party started."
discription: kizito ingrid Transmigration (Inguriddo Tensei) is his core technique that lets him manipulate and reshape the souls and body or anyone he touches. he can create relipica clones of people he has destroyed in the past or before, and used them against there familiar members or teammates as deversion.
How it works: By distorting the shape of a person's soul, he can make their body deform mutate or even explode into a mass of bloods or stones, Effected Victims can be stretched crushed or turned into shapeless beins of particles and Stones gablets basically have complete physical control over them , including anyone he touches. he can also turned his victims to Piller of salts. Weakness: Only works if the target reacts emotionally or physically to pain, if they're calm or protected by strong soul barriers from powerful socceres the effect weakens or fails. Ingrid transmigration (Inguriddo Tensei) kizito soul‑shaping dark technique that warps people into monstrous shapes or destroys them splattering there bodies all over the places into piles of jelles.