Post by Zeta on Jul 13, 2017 18:57:45 GMT -5
Nexon
Character Font: 2aca00
"I can feel it....there's more strength..." Nexon whispered to himself as he stood atop one of the many buildings of West City, overlooking the streets. There was a feeling of restlessness washing over him as he contemplated the thought more. He had been told he was some sort of protector, though there were people he encountered that were able to tap into hidden power and made his own strength look as if it were nothing. The memory of his battle against the man named Reku continued to play through in his mind as the red head clenched his right fist tightly. "I need more power so I can keep guys like that in check but....I can't remember..."
Nexon would continue to talk to himself, the more he thought about his inability to transform, the more frustrated he became with his own lack of strength. Reku made it look easy so why was he having such a hard time copying what Reku did easily? Gritting his teeth, the red head would let tense his arm, the veins of his biceps pressing up against his skin before his body relaxed. There was no point in looking back and reminiscing, he had a goal in mind and now he was going to do whatever it took to unlock the well of power he felt hidden within. With a flash of light, Nexon's ki would flare up around his body, wreathing him in a white flame as he took off.
Although he didn't understand it himself, something made him excited at the prospect of being able to get stronger than he already was. A dormant instinct that never really left him, Nexon wanted to make himself the strongest he could possibly be and now he had something to strive towards.
Character Font: 2aca00
"I can feel it....there's more strength..." Nexon whispered to himself as he stood atop one of the many buildings of West City, overlooking the streets. There was a feeling of restlessness washing over him as he contemplated the thought more. He had been told he was some sort of protector, though there were people he encountered that were able to tap into hidden power and made his own strength look as if it were nothing. The memory of his battle against the man named Reku continued to play through in his mind as the red head clenched his right fist tightly. "I need more power so I can keep guys like that in check but....I can't remember..."
Nexon would continue to talk to himself, the more he thought about his inability to transform, the more frustrated he became with his own lack of strength. Reku made it look easy so why was he having such a hard time copying what Reku did easily? Gritting his teeth, the red head would let tense his arm, the veins of his biceps pressing up against his skin before his body relaxed. There was no point in looking back and reminiscing, he had a goal in mind and now he was going to do whatever it took to unlock the well of power he felt hidden within. With a flash of light, Nexon's ki would flare up around his body, wreathing him in a white flame as he took off.
Although he didn't understand it himself, something made him excited at the prospect of being able to get stronger than he already was. A dormant instinct that never really left him, Nexon wanted to make himself the strongest he could possibly be and now he had something to strive towards.