Monsters, demons, everywhere. Fuck, coming in from behind, the snow was downright slowing him down, this shit was getting bad, like really bad. "Fuck! I got no ammo!" Wang hissed, looking back at the deadly hoarde coming up behind them. "How am I supposed to help!?" Hoji hissed, if wang got killed then who knew what would happen, but it wouldn't be good. Put it that way, that's the best way to explain it, really. This was death coming up for them, nothing good was going to come from this, they couldn't....until wang veered to the right, off of the cliff. "WANG!? WANG!? WHAT THE HELL!?" Hoji screamed, but there was no answer, none at all. with that, everything went dark.
There was the sound of tiny coughs and dripping blood, everything was a blur. nothing seemed to be stable, holy shit...how...how was he alive? "Easy wang, easy there." Hoji's voice came from the darkness, and he could feel someone touch his shoulder...oh. He coughed, and tried to open his eyes, but it was all a blur, but for a second he could see hoji's familiar mask above him, who quickly moved in to watch him. "Easy. Easy I said. What do you want to do you dofus, tear another muscle!!?" Wang retracted and let out a hiss when he moved his arm a bit too hard, but then managed to sit up...they were...was this the shadow realm? Hoji sat down on a rock beside wang, continually watching over him, but wang had other ideas. "What the fuck hoji, why THE HELL ARE WE IN THE- AGH!" He launched himself forward in an attempt to jump at hoji, but instead he fell over halfway and started to cough up blood, shit-it hurt! Hoji jumped up in shock, and a small amount of chi moved through the air around wang, and the coughing stopped.
"You threw yourself off a damn cliff, I had to open up a portal and save us." He huffed, dragging wang back onto the makeshift pillow, placing the blanket that looked more like a stitched up bunch of cloth back on him. Hoji crouched down in front of him, you could literally see the concern radiating from him, despite the fact that his face was hidden.
"How...how the hell-where did you even take us?" Wang coughed, trying to gain bearing of his senses once more, and hoji sat down, seemingly trying to get more comfortable."This, dear asshole, is my humble home. Yes, it's a cave with a bunch of candles and some cute furniture. Laugh at it." He said sarcastically, and wang slowly managed to turn his head around to examine the place. "And you said you became a hobo when you were banished." He scoffed. "Very funny, very funny wang."
There was a moment of pause, a very long and awkward one, until Wang did his thing and broke the silence. "so, is Zilla going to like, fuck us up now that i'm all banged up?" Wang asked, carefully holding up the nobitsurakage with care, at least the blade was all fine. There was a laugh from hoji, a very, very brilliant and smug laugh. "Now now, you see, here's the brilliance. They can't do anything until they have the final sword. We can stay here for years even, and there's not a single thing that they can do!" He snorted, raising up his arms, and then looking at wang for approval, who seemed somewhat relieved. "Good. I don't want to get fucked up in the ass because of this.So- you got any food?"
Hoji stood up, and seemingly walked towards some sort of glowing thing, it was too far out of Wang's reach to see what it was, but it didn't exactly look inviting. "Technically I can make anything. So....I guess-" "Give me a goddamn taco right now." He cut in, and hoji looked at him for a moment, and then reached into the liquid. "ehhh.....okay?" And he pulled out a tako, Not a taco. "...hoji, that's an octopus. Not a taco." And hoji stared at him like a confused puppy, he just gave him what he asked for. "But an octopus is a tako?" He shrugged, waiting to probably get sassed. "T. A. C. O." Wang huffed, and after attempt two, he got his taco.
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"Why the hell do you even want to eat that thing?" Hoji was leaning in curiously, it looked...weird. "Why the hell not? Tell me one thing that's better than a hard shell of bread filled with a fuckton of meat and sauce, seriously, this is as good as it gets." He mumbled, eating a taco in a demon apocalypse? Check. Hoji casually lifted up his mask for a second and lunged forward and stole a chunk of the taco, and stared at it. "HOJI!" Wang blurted out, and Hoji just sort of took a bite of it...and processed. ...and Processed. For the love of god, he's been sitting there for a whole minute, was he okay? "Eh....Hoji? Buddy?" Wang waved a hand in front of his face, but there was no reaction. uh... "Hoji. Hojiiiii. Oh my god you idiot demon, did that thing kill you!?"
