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He noticed her blush. He always had noticed her blush, and that biting of her lip sent pleasent shivers down his spine.

"No, I don't have to have premisson to teach you. I only need premisson to teach you Kyonuske skills."

He looked at her and smiled again.

"So then...What do you wish to learn gorgeous?"

She bit her lip again and he smiled. So, she had another weapon besides of that big blade...this was good. He thought about his Shadow skills and choose one.

"You know... I would teach you something, but I might kill someone. So instead, I am going to teach you an offensive and defensive skill that is extremely useful. If you would follow me into the forest we can begin training."

And with that, Shin walked forward torwards her. He was heading to the forest but he had to pass by her on his way. As he came close to her, he stopped and lifted his hand up to her face. He ran it down her face.

"Beautiful..." He murmered and headed off into the forest.

Upon reaching a clearing, some ways into the forest, he stopped, turned, and faced Reaper. He lifted both of his hands, palms up. Immediatley, Shadows began to snake their thick tendrils up him. His red eyes seemed to glow as he spoke to her.

"The technique I wish to teach you is known as 'Shadow Drifting'. The art that I created is very difficult. Before I go on you must first train yourself to believe that every object you intereact with in life has an identical realm behind it where a shadow is mimicing you. Once you learn this basic fundamental we can begin training."

He waited and stared at her. He needed to see if She could teach herself this important lesson first.

~ Chapter 1: Intrigue! The Mysterious Wanderer Arrives! ~



Tap. Squeak. Tap. Squeak. Tap. Squeak. Tap. Squeak.

Heavy footfalls came down one after the other upon the hard surface of the road which lead through the forest outside of Leviathan. One after the other steps were taken, and with each step there was another push upon the wooden cart with the squeaky wheel that followed behind.

Tap. Squeak. Tap. Squeak. Tap. Squeak. Tap. Squeak.

The cart was like a rikshaw; a flat bed with an axle beneath the center of it, and then a square-shaped handle extending out to the front for it to be pulled with. In the front, bent over and leaning against the bar, was a young man, dark haired, fair skinned, who was pushing the cart forwards, as he had been for some time. His weight was pushed entirely to the front; arms outstretched in front of him and elbows locked, hunched over with his head hanging down between his shoulders, he would have been staring at the ground as it monotonously passed by, if he hadn't had his eyes shut as he continued on with each monotonous step.

Tap. Squeak. Tap. Squeak. Tap. Squeak. Tap. Squeak.

The young man was clad in a worn-looking, thin jacket, a deep purple in color, that hung open over a tight blue shirt without a logo. The sleeves were rolled up to his eblows, and the cuffs were soaked in a ring around his arms with sweat that had run down from his forearms durring the trek. His hands were bound in bandages; wrapped in cloth up to the knuckles and halfway down the forearms, the wraps not entirely clean due to the sweat, dirt, and grime that they had experienced being ground against the cart's handle.

It had been a long journey from Barton, though a few stops had been made along the way. The cart behind him was laden high and heavy with supplies, posessions, and trinkets that he had picked up along the way. More than one guild banner could be seen thrown in nonchalantly with the pile of refuse that seemed to make up the top of the stack...

Crack! "G-HUH!"

The cart struck a rut in the road, and refused to move any further forwards; jerking to a violent halt both the cart and the young man pulling at it. His elbows bent like paper and his chest knocked up against the bar he had been pushing upon all this time when the cart stopped short, which sent him halfway over the bar, and sent the short support legs at the sides of the bar crashing into the ground. The cart didn't completely tip, due to these, but it still tilted up in the back at a sharper angle than it had been before, which sent a pile of junk shifting towards the front.

One item that had been sitting at the top of the pile, a white stuffed kitten, rolled over at the movement and began to bounce its way down the pile, picking up speed as it rolled, until it eventually hit a snag and jumped off of a flagpole that was sticking off to the side; sending the plushie sailing through the air until-

Fop.

-it landed right on top of the young man's head, sprawled out like it was sunbathing.

"...eh...?"

A bead of sweat ran down the young man's forehead, and down the front of his nose until it collected into a small droplet, which dangled there precariously for just a moment, and then fell to the dry surface of the road beneath him. Pushing the cart for so many miles was a mindless task, and in all that time, he had simply stopped paying attention to where he had been going. Another few beads of sweat ran down his face, across his lips, painting them with a salty taste, and down his neck into the collar of his shirt.

"Oh! Hoshit, man!" he suddenly jerked up; his hands slamming back down onto the damp spots of the wood where he had had them clasped all day so far, and throwing his weight back against the bar with a sudden lunge which popped the cart out from the rut the wheel had fallen into and got it back smoothly rolling along the road. His pace picked up, until he was more or less running along with the cart dragging behind him.

Before him stood a camp, at the edge of the forest, beside the road. He didn't even seem to take notice of the tall structure a little further along on the horizon, or the state that it was in... simply that this was the first sign of civilization that he had seen for the entire day so far, and he had a few things in mind for it...

"Wooo~hooo~!"

After several more of silent moments Reaper opened her eye again. Glancing over at Shin.

"Alright..ready." She answered.

Keeping that train of thought in her mind letting it consume her so that she would not forget it at all.

"...Fine..."

Shin spoke slowly, carefully as the shadows flowed up his body. The next part was tricky, so he figured he would use the easiest way possible for her.

"Now... You must trick your shadow into moving aside and letting you through. Let go of all emotion, give your shadow no notion of what you are about to do. Your shadow knows all you do so let go of all thought and emotion. Sway your body side to side to confuse your Shadow like this..."
Shin began to sway side to side, left and right. He moved his body so fluidly that his image began to blur. His shadow flowed behind him like a cape. It would appear as if the shadow could not keep up with him.

"Do this first off..." He said, voice echoing.

The red light from his eyes blurred. Now they were both moving fluidly side to side.

"Not...bad..."

Shin's own voice now seemed as if it were straining to catch up. It was slowing down.

"Now, Let it all go and fall through. Push your way past your Shadow and enter the shadow realm."

Hehe...

He wondered how she would fair against this transfer. For the first time, it feels weird and pulls at your soul. Your phsical body and your shadow one "fuse" together in a way so that there is no trace of your exsistance. He smiled evily and fell from exsistance, into the shadow realm.