Aaron grab the doorknob, and it felt like a shock. His memories, all of them flash before his very eye from when he was young. When his little brother was born, the incident and death of his parents, and then all the way to when he was in prison. Staying with his brother up when the infection happen, they had to fend for themselves and protecting Kaethus when he was blind. Then they met Judas . . . that kid, Aaron wonders if he is okay . . . and then it was just surviving afterwards from that crazy a** casino from hell, to wandering around in the fog that had mess him up completely infected. Right now he felt mess up . . . and his brother is not here.
"Kaethus . . . where are you? I hope you're safe somewhere . . ."
He can see what was going on, now through both eyes. The virus, it had consumed him now, or is it them? It felt weird. Legacy, he hears the word over and over, wondering what that was. Perhaps that's what he is now.
The memories, his memories and countless of others, have been collected now in this virus that seems to be growing more and more. That's what it has to do. "No . . . wait, I'm not . . ." Aaron doesn't like this at all.
Then there was a snap.
He wiggles, feeling that something loose and Aaron was taking that chance. "Damn . . .what's this feeling? This voice?" This was weird, he was trying to imagine the body he has, but he has nothing at all despite his struggles. "Kaethus, I need to find him. I need to see my brother. ********!! . . . w-where's my body?!?" With his wish and energy, the vines was moving around him, or through, who knows. The vines was giving him shape to what he knew he looks like. The muscles he work so hard to get and the burns and scars were gone, but the vines did its best to create something for him to move.
Slowly, he looks down at what suppose to be his 'body'. That sickening green color cover his body, it makes him scare to even think what he looks like now but hopes its close to who he once was. Looking around in the space, he notice that someone else is here with bright red hair that's completely different than the green. Aaron wobbles over slowly, getting use to his legs, to go up and see who this person was. "Who is this?" Looks like a man, but this guy is huge. Aaron stares at him more for he knew him from somewhere . . . and it finally hit him. This man, whatever he is, had tried to save him before. That red hair is unmistakable, and he remember choking the guy when he thought he was taking him away. "Damn . . . I'm so sorry." He looks terrible, and his leg is hurt too.
This time he will save him. The vines move away from the tall, dark, stranger, and with his . . . arm appendages, he picks him up with all the strength this vine body has to where the guy can go. Surely, he must have some place to go, a family or friend, and he can't stay here. There was a corridor, and assume that it's an exit. As he carries his rescuer away, the weaker he feels. The body he created was unraveling, and he knew he cannot escape from this place at all. At the bottom of the stairs, he was barely together at all, just struggling to carry the rescuer but at least the exit is there, and there was something at the doorway. Whatever the shadows were, he knew that's where the guy has to go. And with a push, the guy fell forward and the shadows took him away and he quickly goes back to the room.
"Ugh . . . I need to be careful." It had taken him a while, but he was put together again with the vines. "I . . . I need to find Kaethus . ." Aaron said, looking around frantically as he wobbles around in looking at the other places in the tower. "Kaethus, I don't know where you are . . . but please hear my voice." If he had his eye, he will be crying now. "But I pray to god that you're not here, not like this . . . Kaethus . . . baby brother . . ."
OOC
Name: (Sanjit) San
Faction: Student
Suspecies/Division: Demon
General appearance: Tall a** Rakshasa, 6'10", with black skin and fiery red hair and eyes. He's muscular, quiet, and take things a little too seriously.
OOC
Character's name: Aaron Lazaris
Character's faction: Prison
Character's journal link: Link
Character's survival stats: Stats
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Giant muscle man at 6'5", dirty blond hair, one blue eye with a black eye patch over his right eye and burn marks on his face. Wearing an orange jumpsuit with the sleeves ripped off. He's a scary man, strong, but overprotective of his family and friends.
