[As he said in my description, I Atreus is going to deal with these women with some COD Infinite Warframe Gear, while JayNation and Stromany are my roommates...Agh lets start the Description shall we...but I am different now...for now]
The world tho...
[This scene is going to be a little different, and the disclaimer is now my turn, I do not own anything but my OC's and my plot]
'Now arriving in Kobe, Japan,' John step off the tunnel to the airport lobby as he had his bag, his laptop, his journals, and his charm pendent of acceptances...He never took the darn thing off after his mother passes away...
He walks out the airport front entrance taking a bus to his family shrine that is near his heirloom house where his mother was once still living...knowing there were the wars, this place had been untouched by corruption.
John stepped off the bus to see the house, itself still standing, but he knew itself been abandon after his family left...
But this place...
This place still is connected to her, and he had recently had it repaired by the workers he paid them, he took a breath, and walk up to the doors.
He opens them, he still can see the memories of this place, and he told Atreus he had to go back to the house once more...
'Atreus knows when to tell someone to follow he or her hearts for it will give them a calling card, John sometimes thinks that Atreus could have taken certain lines from movies...
John walks up to his mother room, but something caught his eye, for he saw a gleam of a golden...Katana!?!
'You got to be fucking kidding me!?' John moved to the side as experience side slashing strike had been read, John instinctively grabs an old heirloom katana...that is the same fucking one HE CAN'T DRAW!?!
'Why ME!?' John duck as he stabs with the sheath into the attacker's chest, but when he hit the assassin chest, his entire arm felt like he had hit an iron wall!?
"Nice strike, but not strong enough human," A woman smugly spoke, and John had a boot to the gut as he hit the ground, spitting blood onto the ground, he went to grab his cross.
'Wait, where's my cross' John looks around, but the unmistaken sound of his cross rang from behind as he turns around to see who was his attacker holding his cross!?
[This is from the guy's art and imagines her holding the pendant]
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"Give that back,'" John slowly spoke, "That's not your's to take from me..."
She looks at his cross and tisk, "Something like this is not worthy to keep...but I am not dishonorable of its value."
She tossed behind her, but John saw the look on her face, and he growls, 'She just fucks up!?'
John stood up, as his eyes were covered with his front bang, he felt someone in his heart, someone who felt his anger, but his heart held no hatred...
Only acceptances...
He felt his hand grab the hilt of the sword, the motion he felt...the sound of the sword sang once itself free from the sheath, he saw it shine the blue and black dim glow...
