Darkness. Von just looked at himself in darkness repeatedly until he woke up. He looks at himself, shaming himself.
" Look at yourself. I SAID LOOK AT YOURSELF! You weakling. Couldn't stand up against a stupid bee, huh? You're weak! Your stupid golden eyes, last person to have that... WAS FED TO THE DAMN SLAVES! " This version of Von laughs, maniacally. He opens his eyes, sweating, and panting. He looks around, he's in a room. Then his face turns beside him, as these royal purple eyes with a strange mark on them just staring into his soul. He jumps a bit, startled. This man laughs. His hair is slicked back, and he's wearing a coat with fur as the hood.
" Ahahahaha, I gotcha didn't I? " He says, wiping his tears from laughter away. He pats Von on the shoulder.
" Sorry if you think I'm some sort of kidnapper, I just rescued you when you fought that beeshova king. " He says, scratching the back of his head. Von sighs, then pulls up the covers, seeing that up to the top of his neck is wrapped bandages with blood stains. He's shocked at the amount of blood drained by the bandage, for there was such an amount he thought he should be dead. He also feels like his lip is a bit more loose, but still normal. He touches his lip and reels back when he's met with agony.
"Agh that hurts. Anyway, thank you, mister. If it wasn't for you, I definitely would've died. " He says, smiling and his muscles are starting to get used to it. The man smiles as well, then puts out his hand.
" I'm Drake, it's very nice to meet you; and you are? " He asks.
" I'm Von, and it's very nice to meet you as well, Drake. " Von shakes his hand. As he does, the cut stretches, paining him more. He puts his hand on his chest, holding it. "
" Argh that really hurts. " He groans. Drake nods, and pulls a chair next to him. Von looks around, it's as if the aroma of this place is embracing him, like a really warm blanket, fuzzy and soft. He looked outside the window, and saw an elk, similar to an Irish elk, but it had 4 eyes and looked more polished, more... majestical, in a sense. It had stripes of silver on its fur, and no evilness coming from it. Von then looks at drake.
" Look kid, if you hadn't awakened your temataka there, you would've a hundred percent died, and I wouldn't have been able to save you. '' he stated. Von questions, he had a temataka? If so, what was it? He tries to think back. He finally realized: it was the dot on his fingers that later turned to black flames on the tip of his fingers. He lifts his arm from under the blanket, turning his hand and looking at it. Burn marks on his fingertips. But weirdly enough, he feels like these strings of this material, just going all around his finger tip and repairing it. He sees this glowing black light inside of the strings, which then expands to a colossal size from its original. It spreads around his finger tip to all of his finger tips. Normally, a black fire would logically darken the room, but this just made everything lightened. Drake blows out the fire, which Von wonders how.
" Okay how the hell did you do that, Mister? " Von asks. Drake chuckles a bit,
" You'll learn. " He says.
After a while, Von got up. His legs trembled when he touched the floor, unable to keep him stable. His body hasn't been active for 5 weeks anyways. He walks around, for the first 40 minutes holding stuff but his muscles in his legs start to remember how to stabilize his body. Once he gets the hang of it, he walks to a mirror, looking at himself. His golden eyes, still golden. He remembers a poem from a book he read: Nothing Gold Can Stay. He wonders if he'll be next. Bandages covered his face between the mouth and nose area all around his head, and bruises all over his body. He puts his hands on the back of his head, trying to find the end piece of the head bandage. He finds it and unwraps it. Once he took it off, he had a scar on his upper lip at the end. It resembles a mountain in shape. He notices something in that area as well, he puts his hand on the drawer and pushes his body closer. He finally has a bit of hair on his lip. It's microscopic, but he smiles. His mouth makes a painful crack, still not used to smiling.
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True Fantasia
Adventure*QUICK DISCLAIMER* (I put it as mature because there are some bloody parts and some strong language later in the book but there isnt any sexual stuff) This animanga inspired action novel follows Von and his outgoing goal to save his former bestfrien...
