Battle area > Grade System Event Version 2
(GS3) Field: Forest
Hope:
Along the woods, a strange door opened up. It was an unfitting building, covered in the trees. Smoke emanated from the open door, and a cool breeze flowed out, carried by the wind which traveled across the trees.
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Jello:
Morning light shone through the treetops of the forest. Haruka paced through a trail, trying to find a place to sit and contemplate what had happened in the last 4 hours. He felt something had a grip on his body and it wasn't letting go. Whatever it was, the feeling had started to fade only a few minutes ago, but the presence was still there.
"Ow ow ow..." Haruka bumped his arm into a branch. Normally this wouldn't evoke such a pained response, if it weren't for earlier in the morning.
The early morning had come and Haruka never did fall asleep, as the word he had heard all night rung in his ear for what seemed like indefinitely.
Seraphim.
Eventually, it did stop, though. Around seven in the morning, Haruka found some peace and quiet at last. He laid on his bed, dripping in sweat and tears, finally able to rid himself of the damned name. It was a cursed name he remembered from his youth, but never knew why he was called it. Only one person called him that, and he couldn't even remember their name. Not even who they were.
However, the end to the living nightmare didn't end there. Of course it didn't. Haruka braced himself for another round of name-calling, but instead, he got something different. He heard one word, and heard it only once. The echo of it resounded in the halls of Haruka's head and he couldn't take a second of it.
Betrayal.
The instant he realized what the voice had said, Haruka began to thrash about. He hit walls and threw chairs, running through the house on an unstoppable rampage. The tables were toppled and the dressers were now blanketed in holes on all sides, trinkets and decorations now lay in shambles on the carpeted floor.
An hour passed of this, on and off. By the end of it, Haruka ended up on the floor of his living room, staring at the ceiling fan. His mind was blank and had only a vague memory of what just happened. He felt so guilt-ridden but also so fearful all of a sudden.
Who was going to betray me? What for? Did I betray them before? What should I do about it?
With these questions floating, he remembered something.
Right, gotta text Yukino. Satoshi must've spent the night at the mansion.
"Hey, just woke up. text me when you get this
- Haru"
With that message, Haruka went to the nearly untouched bathroom and took a shower. After the blood on his arms and hands had been washed off and the cuts had been disinfected, he bandaged up his arms and hands, and made some headway into the morning. He didn't want to stay in the house anymore. It was unbelievably lonely this morning.
He wore a yellow and black varsity jacket to go with his bumble-bee striped scarf and dark jeans. Covers up the arms and he can just keep his hands in his pockets. Nobody will worry, and the day will progress as usual.
He grabbed Vortimer and the Gold Paladins, and went out to the forest for some fresh air.
And with that, we now find Haruka rubbing his now awfully sore arm.
"Ughh... I need some coffee."
Spectre Diamond:
In the silence of the sincere forests Hikaru wearing a dark blue coat and carrying a bag as he silently walks to one of his many bunkers hidden under the tall trees. Closing in on to the forest bunker. He then moves the large boulder aside as he walks inside the cave. Inside the cave was a dusty mat, a sleeping bag, a wobbly desk and chair that was on the right side of the cave, as well as some of the other things he left in this bunkers.
"If there's one thing that those crooks had taught me, its the many bases they set up all around the city. Its been a week since i've last been here." He proceeds to drop the bag on the ground and sets up his sleeping bag.
Lance Korilum:
Wandering in his fury, Cero found himself in a forest. Realizing he was likely alone here, he stopped trying to hold in his emotions and let loose, punching a nearby tree repeatedly. That woman... Whatever her name was... Insulted him. She didn't acknowledge strength. She mocked his ability She riled him up, and he fell for it. Cero continued punching the tree, despite the blood now dripping from his knuckles. That woman held back against him! He could accept defeat in most cases, defeat was just part of the journey to become stronger... But THIS!? Losing to someone who mocked and embarrassed him so!? Falling to his knees, Cero almost started crying. He thought he had become powerful... He thought he had surpassed everything... He thought that he now had the strength he had been after so long... But he didn't. He was still weak now, like he was before. Cero took out his deck, staring at it. Why? Why was he weak again? There was no way he'd find the answer just sitting here, but his pride was shattered from what had just happened. With no drive left, he simply sat there in the middle of the forest, wondering.
Crystalia:
In the end, she ended up in the forest. She didn't really register how she made it there, she hadn't been paying attention. Walking through the forest again brought back memories of a few days ago, the walk with Hana. She continued walking, with no real set goal in mind, just walking to keep her thoughts flowing.
After walking for a while, she heard a small sound. Wondering what it was, she headed over. When she got there, she saw that a tree had a bit of blood on it, and it was just a bird pecking away at the blood. 'Slightly strange' she thought. 'Where did the blood come from?'. She almost missed the man sitting in the forest. 'Whoa' she accidently shouted, unable to hide her suprise. She jumped back for a second, but moved closer again. Having a closer look, she realised it was Cero the King, although he looked different from what she remembered. Miyuki had seen him briefly the day before, challenging Yukino before she passed out.
Still, something was definely up. There were tears on his face, and blood on his hands. His eyes looked a lot like eyes she had seen previously, looking full of despair. 'Are you alright?' was all she said, waiting to see his response.
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