♛– After visiting a certain city, full of complexes, N ventured himself into the routes near the sea, hoping to advance on his journey a little more. There were still many things to see and, although he knew soon he would have to make a pause to rest somewhere, possibly finding a motel to stay in for the night, the day was young.
However, in the midst of his steps, something didn’t sit quite well with him. At first, everything was quiet ( TOO quiet ), and no trainers seemed to pop out from anywhere. The route... is lonely. What in the-- But as he dodged some bushes, he came face to face with something that immediately made him jump.
A creature he had never seen before seemed to thrash about, trying to escape the reach of a flock of Spearow that were pecking it. Although large, it had bruises and scalds all over, and so any attempt at attacking back was weak and forced. It even tumbled, finding it terribly hard to give a step. The green haired man ran towards it, quickly shooing the flock of birds away. Upon seeing him, the birds cawed loudly and flew away, leaving the chimeric creature alone. The moment this happened, silence surrounded the atmosphere again, which granted N the opportunity to finally chat and help the other.
In fact, it had given up on standing, resorting to lying down as it tried to breathe, pained growls coming from the helmet that imprisoned it’s head.
‘’You’ll be okay, friend. Tell me, what happened?’’
He took note of it’s anatomy, which didn’t quite resemble a normal being. Why is this familiar...? These kind of wounds... I’ve seen them before...