Akira always had considered Morgana a friend, even after he became Morgana.exe. Morgana believed in him, found power in him, and, most important of all, he cared about him. Where had all that care gone? He felt enraged- betrayed at the thought that Morgana had abandoned him for some sick, twisted power that made him look like an edgy original character. Akira didn't know much, but what he did know was that Morgana took power from the fear of others. He had made the fatal mistake of being afraid of Morgana the first time the two had met, and now he had to pay for it.
He pulled up the sleeve of his shirt, revealing a long, winding mark. It almost looked like a scar, but it was pitch-black. Too dark to be a tattoo. The skin around it was red, pulsing. It stung when the wind blowed on it wrong, and felt like daggers whenever it was actually touched. Akira didn't dare mess with it. Covering it up was his best bet. But... it could have some tactical value. With this mark, this scar, he could know exactly where Morgana was. With this information he had began working on a plan, hidden underneath his bed so that his new roommate wouldn't see it.
Now, Akira didn't hate Jimothy. Jimothy was a good friend to him, despite his, for lack of a better term, weird ways of showing affection. Jimothy seemed to be an emotional wreck, too. The guy would cry at the slightest inconvenience and blow stories and experiences out of proportion. Not only that, but Jimothy couldn't keep a secret if his life depended on it. It was only common sense that Akira hid his plans from him. He would tell someone wrong about them and then it would be over.
Well, he planned to hide them, until he heard someone breathing behind him. Akira pulled himself from under the bed, looking up, expecting the worst. And it was the worst. He gave a shaky grin to Jimothy who stared at him like a lost puppy. He stood, staring at Jimothy with a mimicked look.
"Hey, Mr. Joker, what is down there?" Jimothy always spoke like that. He was strangely formal all the time. Not only that, but Jimothy used his codename to refer to him. It was annoying, but it didn't exactly drag him down.
Akira gave him a peck on the cheek, as he was told that was a common greeting where Jimothy was from, and mumbled a "it's nothing" before going downstairs.
Jimothy watched him go. Akira could tell. But there was no way he would find out, right?
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Jimothy saw Joker go and frowned very big. What could Joker be hiding????????? He had no idea but was very scared anyways and very curious. So he crawled under the bed and saw.........................
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.......what Mogana.exe's treasure was!!
He would have to find the castle, but, with his new fursona he would totally be able conquer the castle!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jimothy crawled from under the bed very very happy... he would end Morgana.exe's reign of terror once and for all!!!!!!!
