╔════════════════════════════════╣╠════════════════════════════════╗"Even though they know their prayers would never reach the faraway places."
"Nevertheless, people still sing their screaming of chaotic fates."Verzweiflung och Förtvivlan mit viel Betrübnis und MelankoliP ʀ ᴏ ғ ɪ ʟ ᴇ
2nd Wizard Saint ~ God of Dragons
Prisoner of The Abyss
The Celestial Dragon
Independent
Cᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ: "The barkeep and the other patrons of the bar."Wʜᴇʀᴇᴀʙᴏᴜᴛs: Sitting at the bar in the Oshibana Pub. Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs: "That nightmare..."Eᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ Sᴛᴀᴛᴇ: Slightly depressed, tired Mᴀɪɴ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: GoodbyeEᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: Blooming Flowers in the Empty SkyBᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: Solemn VoiceCᴏᴍᴇʙᴀᴄᴋ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: Nefertiti
Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Aᴛᴛɪʀᴇ ~ ʀᴇɢᴜʟᴀʀ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ - Sᴡɪᴍsᴜɪᴛ
Fᴀɴᴄʏ Oᴜᴛғɪᴛ - Fᴏʀᴍᴀʟ - Mᴇssʏ Fᴏʀᴍᴀʟ
Magic - Celestial Dragon Slayer / Arcana Magic / Authority of Sin
Shinigami Eyes / Yakuma: Eighteen War Gods / Etherious Form [[Curse: Abyssus Chaus]]
Jewel Amount - 0 [Zero]
"Oh, the flickering locus of blades, testament of blood is already dead."
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"Drawing the night, seizing the sun, with those arrows of flame that pierce through everything."
The bar was, as usual, a place that was rather loud. Though it was in a good way, filled with the cheers of drunkards and party-goers. These were the usuals, the repeat customers, who would bring their buds in to party and get drunk with them. Though this cheer soon turned to silence as the doors to the pub suddenly opened. Though whether this was out of fear or awe of the person who walked in, no one would feel safe enough to answer. A strange aura of darkness seemed to emanate off of him, causing uneasiness among the pub members. That which was just an upbeat and partying attitude had suddenly turned into what seemed to be like a funeral. With a quiet sigh, the male continued to walk forward, keeping his eyes set forward. He didn't turn them to look at anyone, even though he felt all of their eyes on him. He reached up and rubbed his cheek, which caused some people to flinch, possibly thinking he was about to attack them. He ignored this, and soon took a seat at the bar, with everything still quiet. "Just because I'm here doesn't mean you have to stop it with your partying. Continue." he said, loud enough for everyone in the bar to hear. Which wasn't that difficult, considering it was so quiet one could swear they heard a fly fart.
And so the partying did continue again, though at a somewhat slower pace than before. Though soon it built back up to its usual hustle and bustle as if the man had never entered the bar in the first place. The man mentioned earlier rapped his knuckles on the bartop three times, getting the attention of the barkeep. "The usual. Four Horseman No. 3, extra Bacardi 151." he said, getting a look of concern from the barkeep, but the man went ahead and made the drink. It was rather powerful, and sure to knock someone on their a** if they decided to chug the full glass in one gulp. But this man had come in enough and proven he could handle it, so the barkeep didn't see any problem with it. "Long day, eh, Verzweiflung?" the barkeep asked the male sitting at the bar, sliding the glass to him. The male, Verzweiflung, grabbed the glass and brought it to his lips. "Yeah. Had another nightmare last night. Hoping this will help me forget about it." he replied, downing the entire glass in one gulp and placing the glass back on the bar. He tapped on the side of the glass twice, which was his sign that he was ready to order the same thing again. And so, the barkeep made the drink again, and slid the glass to Verzweiflung once more, the male just sitting there and staring into it, as if waiting for something to happen.
"Oh, the ancient words of fading colors, they still turn the cogs of passing time."
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"Even though the promises they want to express for eternity would never be granted."
"Nevertheless, people still sketch the flame of their undying lives."
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