Post by Kira Izumi on Jun 16, 2017 15:12:13 GMT -5
Kira is sitting with his eyes closed. In the darkness. She surrounds him, eases the pain and suffering. Numbs his memories he wants to so desperately forget, but he can't forget. He'll never forget that day nor those faces.
"[She was so young. And so was i. Only a little boy, yet she died. He took the only thing in the world that mattered, till i met her. He took his own life, the fucking pussy couldn't be a man and own up to his mistakes. He didn't git any fucking justice. They left a little boy behind that night. Scared, sad, angered. So enraged he couldn't move. So scared he could only cry as he held his mother in his arms. He became nothing. But one day he found her again. She came back,but not as a human,no but as a spirit. As a ghost of sorts. She came back and she made the boy so happy, yet saddened and depressed as well.]"
"[The boy was a man now, but the man had lost his mind, Or so some have said. He never thought so. He felt he had finally became something. Something more than a stooge, more than some nobody. And he did, he really did. A multiple time champion, a promoter, a record holder and idol to millions. Yet he was still empty inside. His facade couldn't keep up and so he began wearing a mask to hide away his sorrow. He was always smiling with his mask. And you know what? He once again became a champion. The champion of the united states. He met many of men and women, had wars with plenty, but was still empty, still felt dead inside. He kept on smiling on the outside. The black mask with red lips made his facade so much easier though.]"
He starts to look down at the ground. He clasps his hands and starts cracking his knuckles and neck.
"[Even though all the success he was still nothing. He still felt like nothing. Even when the men brought what was gone back. When they brought the only one to bring him true joy before the other her, He knew it wouldn't last. They fought a few times and the three men who brought him so much success, They left and he felt betrayed. He sought after and he found them again. Only this time the three were slightly different. He teamed with them once again yet they turned their back on him. They all turn their backs on him, or or OR leave him. They all leave him in the end. He wandered till he found his new home. and has stayed there for now. He met another place. Where he became a champion with a man he trained and a man whom he thought would never team with them. There he found her. The women whom he began to seek for his mission and hers. The darkness wanted her to join them young man. He tried many things ta git her ta join him. And now here it worked. He is one step closer to achieving the darkness's goal. Ta gitting his mother back to him. Ta gitting revenge on his bastard father.]"
He wipes his eyes and unzips his mask about half way. He starts to grab at his knees and rubs them before crossing his arms again.
"[Now the young man must go into a match setting he loves. One he thrives in. Now he must fight the women who he's targeted for so long. He's almost to his goal of gitting her to the darkness, so fucking close. And now? Well now this exploding barbed wire death match is near. Only a few days away and he can git so much closer to her. His wife with him all the way, she knows how much this means to him. How much he needs to see her one more time. Weather it be black magic or alchemy he must try to git her back. But now, now is the time for hell. He and her will step into hell and walk out different people. Another scar on my face, on my back and arms. Once more scars like velvet. Once more this vessel goes through pain in order to git to paradise. and soon, so very soon all of this will be worth it.]"
