Post by Neo-Devil on Feb 3, 2018 18:56:45 GMT -5
The mountain training had failed in helping him transform, so he had left the south city area and headed to the very mountains where his brother had once lived. He landed at the shrine in which Sonnelion had gained the potential to gain his final transformation. Aspara thought nothing of the Shrine at first as he walked in. Yes, he's frustrated that his training had failed yet again, but for some reason, something about this place keeps him from breaking it apart with just a whim. Aspara walked into the main room, which had lit candles and at the center of the room...was an oh so very familiar picture, of his brother.
His eyes widened at the sight of it and rushed to it, held it in his hands. "So this is where you lived brother?" he muttered, frustration filled him as more questions sprouted in his mind. "Didn't think you were the hermit type...then again you always were the weak one." he smirked weakly, he could tell so clearly that this was just a memorial of Sonnelion, and that pissed him off so much. "Who killed you nimble Sonnel?" he demanded as if the picture would answer him. His hands began shaking and he placed the picture down before he had the chance of breaking it. unknown to him a small amount of unknown ki slipped into him from the picture. (This will be important later, not now)
He stood up, his rage reignited but held back as he began walking outside, the fire from the candles growing and surrounding him in an aura of flame. His eyes whited out like that of a great ape as he stared semi blankly forward. Upon getting outside, he proceeded to jump to the top of the mountain, once there..he unleashed his rage in an explosion of fire. For those far away, it would look like a volcano was erupting violently. Aspara stomped the ground of the mountain and destroyed the top of the mountain, the rock and such flying into the forest violently, one landing in a town.
Aspara after releasing a loud roar of his frustration and rage, calmed, his eyes returning to normal but now holding something different from the usual pride or anger. Now...now it held hatred. "Whoever dared to kill you my brother and disgrace my blood, I will tear them limb for limb." A growl escaped him. "I will end their lives painfully!" he shouted with another sprout of aura. A tingly feeling sat at the back of his neck for a moment before stopping during that rage. All it will take now is for a certain amount of desperate need to fill him for the transformation to truly happen for the first time.
In the end, however, this quest for revenge was still somewhat reasoned in his mind as a matter of pride, but at the same time he truly wishes to test himself against whoever killed Sonnelion, he just hopes they won't disappoint.
(hope this works)
His eyes widened at the sight of it and rushed to it, held it in his hands. "So this is where you lived brother?" he muttered, frustration filled him as more questions sprouted in his mind. "Didn't think you were the hermit type...then again you always were the weak one." he smirked weakly, he could tell so clearly that this was just a memorial of Sonnelion, and that pissed him off so much. "Who killed you nimble Sonnel?" he demanded as if the picture would answer him. His hands began shaking and he placed the picture down before he had the chance of breaking it. unknown to him a small amount of unknown ki slipped into him from the picture. (This will be important later, not now)
He stood up, his rage reignited but held back as he began walking outside, the fire from the candles growing and surrounding him in an aura of flame. His eyes whited out like that of a great ape as he stared semi blankly forward. Upon getting outside, he proceeded to jump to the top of the mountain, once there..he unleashed his rage in an explosion of fire. For those far away, it would look like a volcano was erupting violently. Aspara stomped the ground of the mountain and destroyed the top of the mountain, the rock and such flying into the forest violently, one landing in a town.
Aspara after releasing a loud roar of his frustration and rage, calmed, his eyes returning to normal but now holding something different from the usual pride or anger. Now...now it held hatred. "Whoever dared to kill you my brother and disgrace my blood, I will tear them limb for limb." A growl escaped him. "I will end their lives painfully!" he shouted with another sprout of aura. A tingly feeling sat at the back of his neck for a moment before stopping during that rage. All it will take now is for a certain amount of desperate need to fill him for the transformation to truly happen for the first time.
In the end, however, this quest for revenge was still somewhat reasoned in his mind as a matter of pride, but at the same time he truly wishes to test himself against whoever killed Sonnelion, he just hopes they won't disappoint.
(hope this works)