Sheer utter boredom is the only thing Wai En (Hehe, Get it?) knows in his life. Although chance encounter with a certain prince has changed everything for him. How will he handle the sheer absurdity of an existence that is Lloyd de saloum, the seven...
Devils, spirits and similar beings don't actually ask for the contractors souls when they make contracts because none that are actually worth making contracts with are actually naive enough to give their very souls. In fact it is rather looked down upon among great spirits to take souls as that is taken as making contracts with someone that has nothing to offer.
Instead they take other things in contracts.
Eyes, luck, tongues, sense of taste, your children, nails, skin, some particularly unlucky folks may even be forced to give their organs, while some lucky fellas will be given contracts just because they look good.
However, there was one way to possibly bypass this.
Offering the souls of others.
Not only that it had already been proven to be possible.
As was evident by the large spirit in front of Wai En, a hulking figure shrouded in flames.
The Spirit disappeared as quickly as it appeared, black markings suddenly etched on to his body as the power of the Flame spirit imprinted itself on to him in the form of a rather sick tattoo.
He sighed, "9 contracts...."
That was all that he could muster with the help of his nine comrades, and their willingness to give up their souls, all members of "FRANK".
One of the greatest military organisations of Lodost. It had once been held in admiration throughout the hold nation even, but yet here it was...
Just nine bodies and one incredibly bored man.
He rose up and kicked away the bodies in his way making his way to the capital, he would rather not be caught with these bodies and tried as some sort of heretic.
He sighed in disappointment, a small part of him had hoped he'd be feeling something when he claimed that there was some sort of danger to the nation, that only with the help of these devils could they possibly hope to combat it.
He had no clue his comrades were this gullible, he had no clue those idiots trusted him enough to give him all the power from the devils as "He was the youngest, they had already lived there lives" and he had no idea they'd be stupid enough to willingly give up their souls.
He jumped his way up a large tower and took a seat down, with his knees crossed as he took in the beauty of the capital city.
He certainly hoped his comrades didn't really mind...they had to understand, his boredom was simply greater than theirs. They had been of great help to him.
"After all...killing and fighting...these..."
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Name: Wai En (get it?)
Age: 15
His tattoos signify all the contracts he has made, he has currently made 9 contracts and they are.
1. The king of curses 2. The Horseman of control 3. The primal fear Darkness 4. The Fear of eternity 5. The Old fire dragon 6. The Namegiver Monk 7. The Fear of Hell 8. The Fear of Falling 9. The Horseman of Famine
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Hi guys, sorry but I am taking a little break from writing shouldn't I be in hell...by writing another story lmao, anyway, sorry for the wait.
It would probably have been easier to simply make a "Character info" chapter but as you know, I don't roll like that, plus this is better to showcase what kind of guy Wai En (Heh) is like and let the people that don't like these type of characters click off.
My fellow Bleach fans know who the old fire dragon and the name giver monk are;)
