What would you do when you have nearly lost your family, your home...everything that you had cherished? You take matters into your own hands and deliver the hand of vengeance on your enemies who dare to threaten everyone's future. Once more, a story...
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Azazel's POV
November 9th, 2022 ME
It had been several blissful days since Bordeaux had reunited with her parents, a moment that filled the air with joy and nostalgia. The happiness radiating from her was palpable, and it got me thinking deeply about my own family. It struck me like a wake-up call: five long years had passed since I had seen my loved ones. With that thought lingering in my mind, I decided to pay them a visit.
As I sifted through my modest collection of clothes for a trip to Off the Hook, I carefully selected my attire. Today, I donned my well-worn motorcycle helmet, sturdy boots, a sleek leather jacket that hugged my frame, and a pair of snug gloves. My hearts raced with excitement at the thought of riding my recently acquired motorcycle, a dream I had finally turned into reality thanks to my hard-earned savings--especially after I had gotten my motorcycle license.
Azazel:(thinking) This is going to be so cool!
Once I was fully geared up, I navigated my way downstairs and settled at the bar section of the kitchen, seeking a moment of nourishment before my journey. I savored a buttery croissant as Marina, who was sitting nearby, looked up with curiosity dancing in her eyes.
Marina: Are you going out somewhere? *She asked in a curious yet inquisitive tone*
Azazel: Yeah, I'm heading out to Little Highlyon to pay a little visit to my sister. *I said with a smile on my face*
Pearl: Hold up. You're visiting your sister? *Pearl said as she got on my lap and sat down*
Azazel: Um, yeah. Is that a problem, Pearl?
Pearl: Ohno, just asking.
Juvia walked right into the kitchen and having overheard what we were saying, she looked at me before speaking up.
Juvia: Oh, while you're in Little Highlyon, can you pick me up some stingray liver and onions?
At the mere mention of stingray liver, I felt a shiver run down my non-existent spine. It was one of those ingredients used in traditional Highling cuisine that people either love or hat, and unfortunately, I fell into the latter category. The thought of such a dish was enough to turn my stomach.
Azazel: Yeah, I'll get you your...stingray liver and onions. (thinking) Oh God, why does she want the worst Highling dish?
Marina handed me a cup of coffee, offering a much-needed boost for what lay ahead. After downing a steaming cup, I stepped outside to behold my pride and joy--the Hardy-Daytona.
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