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 Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 5:42 pm
After Ghast's hectic day of finding things to settle for his new home and lodging at a new friend's home, it was time for him to venture into sleep and gather up the God of Metal. As he walked into the living room where Shinju was reading a small book. "Good night." He told her, nodding at her. The girl looked at Ghast, giving him a smile.
"Good night!" He smiled again, walking back to the guest room where he would be staying for the night.
"... Good luck."
"... Thank you..."
"... I think I'll need it." Ghast thought as he sat on the bed, retracting his wings into his back. They were still aching from the day's usage of it, and he hoped that it would be better in the morrow. The man sood laid down, draping the blanket over his body and fell into slumber.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 5:45 pm
As he slept his soul floated from his body, the relic hanging like a small ghostly beacon from his neck. He didn't fly away in his dream, merely floated a few feet from his obviously sleeping body. Across from him, high above the ground, was a door that had not been in his wall before. The relic around his neck seemed to want him to enter this door. Well it was probably part of the dream whereh e got the kid.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 5:51 pm
The seemingly dreaming Ghast grimaced as he noticed his sleeping body laying under him. The man never really liked going into the spirit world while dreaming, as it often lead to the person doing so to pass on in their sleep from upsetting the delicate balance between the realm of the living and of the dead. As he saw the door and the commanding relic that decorated his neck beckoned him, he silently obeyed, carefully wrapping his hand around the ancient knob and opening the door.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 5:57 pm
When he had gone through the door, it vanished behind him, leaving him in a strangely desolate place.
It was a desert with a crimson lit sky. Laying before him on the ground was the young man he'd seen in the book. In his hand was a large b*****d sword that had a dragon going around the hilt. Ghast did not know it but this sword was the twin to the one that had killed him.
The young man's spikey hair was drooping somewhat and there was a strangely blank look in his eyes. Though his body had been alive his soul hadn't been in control during his last hours.
His metal chest plate had two slices through it and beneath them were visible two red lines. The killer had plunged a sword through his chest once to stop him and the second time to end his suffering. Whoever had done this had done it with care not to make Kiemna feel more pain then was necessary.
And the relic seemed to want him to touch this man
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 6:09 pm
Ghast's eyes widened as he looked at the scenery in front of him. It only took him a second to look at the scenery before they fell on the familiar man. Even though the only blood to be found was stained in the soil below the body, it still caused a reaction in his gag reflex, which he forced to stay dormant. The relic seemed to tug Ghast toward the lifeless corpse, which he reluctantly followed. He slowly started to kneel, his hand gently feeling the God's rough skin on his brow.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 6:12 pm
When the man touched the body it started to glow, as did the relic. Shooting from Ghast's neck-lifting a considerable weight-the charm shot into the glowing figure, causing it to begin shrinking. In a moment the glowing stopped, leaving in place of the corpse, a living baby boy, with spikey black hair, large red eyes, and beside him the sword sheathed in leather.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 6:18 pm
Ghast could do nothing but let out a gasp as the relic darted away from him into the glowing body, and nothing else but watch in awe as it transformed into the new infant that lay before him with the sword. "K-Kiemna?" He managed to blurt out in surprise.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 6:20 pm
The boy blinked a few times and reached up his arms to be picked up. The sword also seemed to need to be taken though why one would never know. He should probably call the ship about that. Soon as he claimed the child and the sword the door reappeared, wide open, allowing him to pass through with the boy so they could return-or go into-their bodies and wake up.
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