A sword can take you anywhere in this world

Affiliated with Citta Alveare Housed in Apartment A-4 Wields Wooden Swords Status: Citizen

[black-beater]

Still, what if you slayed Grima and get a super OP weapon with max stats? Maybe with some kind of scaled engraved in it?

Well, whatever. Grima is Lucina's kill after all.

[black-beater]

Fuck that noise.

Grima ain't his problem. The boy will do other things. Like cuddle with his waifu or something like that.

[eyebrand-archive]

    And then, she grabbed him by the front of his shirt.

    “This is not a game! I am giving you a damn warning! If you don’t head it, your blood will be painted all over the city!” Either by Grima or Lucina herself.

[black-beater]

And there he goes again, being scowled again by what's her face. The boy's expression change to a worried one. Whatever this "Fell Dragon" was, it meant business.

"Then whatever it is, we'll kill it! Look, you might be a pain in the ass sometimes, but you're strong. Physically and mentally, I believe that with your sword, you can cut it down!"

[eyebrand-archive]

    “Do not treat the Fell Dragon as a joke. Unless you actually want to die.”

[black-beater]

That was... unexpected. You almost killed him a second time there.

"Fell Dragon? That sounds like some kind of Final Boss from some old RPG. Would his drops be any valuable...?"

[black-beater]

"What's a Grima? Can you eat it?"

[gotenisa-birdy]

 Goten loved playing in the snow. He used to play with Trunks every winter as soon as they had the chance. However, today would be a little different as a harsh, “Get outta my way!” cracked the air. He jumped and peeked his head out of the snow, just to receive a plank of wood to the shoulder. “Ow, what the heck!?” he snapped, annoyed. It didn’t really hurt, but he wasn’t impressed he was smacked (accidentally) on the shoulder with wood.

[black-beater]

Swish Swish.

The sound of the wooden planked sword would hit the snow, shoving it away from the beater's path. Making the walking ground much more easier to navigate, as it also put the swordsman at a better temperature. Feeling the sword hit something heavy, the swordsman thought process worked is way into thinking that he had hit a rock of sorts, until said person talked.

"A kid?! Kid are you okay?! Did you get hurt?!" 

[black-beater]

"So much snow..." The swordsman mumbled under his breath, a breath of cold air blowing out of his mouth. If it wasn't the city or the citizens that would drive him to insanity, this snow would. "Get outta my way!" And there he goes, shoving snow everywhere with what little chip the wooden sword he had, could endure. 

[black-beater]

Appearing in this city once again...

The swordsman remembers it was a bit warmer last time.

[black-beater]

[Would you look at that? I got a second chance here with Kirito]

[black-beater]

"This is annoying..." The swordsman mumbled, knocking the bottle of elixir with his finger. It's been some time since he had this thing on him, yet he hasn't found the name of the owner.

"Her name is a mystery I guess..." 

[sarachidouin]

[black-beater]

7/10 

Happy Birthday Kirigaya Kazuto

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