The frozen north, where the predecessor had lived out his days for a while but that hadn't worked out. He stood before the destroyed house, the building in ruins thanks to the snow. The roof had caved in from the weight of snow, the front yard had a fallen tree preventing people from walking up to the front. Standing out the front was a mail box, the top of it broken off by something or someone. Boryoku stood silently out the front, his eyes narrowed as he remembered vividly the days spent here.
Barban, Hyuki, and Sensoa... All of them had died in some way or other... The family who once lived here was gone, and nothing remained of its warm glow. The demon simply sneered as he looked it over, the remains of a peaceful life that was shattered to pieces due to others. Such worthless ideals, and all of it had been left to rot in the end. Boryoku felt happy that this was how it had all ended, because now his journey truly had begun.
Boryoku having gotten his fill of gloating, turned before taking to the sky. His journey taking him further into the snowy peaks. His trip was short, the demon simply travelling to where ever his fancy took him. He was free, free to be who he wished to be now... and that freedom led him to a castle in the peaks. A frozen palace or something of the sort. Perhaps but whatever it was had gained his interest and as such the demon landed in one of the windows. His eyes gazing about as he found himself in a hallway.
Post by Aurora Arctos on Jan 24, 2021 11:11:53 GMT -6
"Hello there." The demon would hear a feminnine voice echo throughout the icy, frozen walls of the castle as he wandered through them. In the walls were lights, little multicoloured orbs that were seemingly trapped within the confines and acted as light sources throughout the... rather beautifully crafted corridors. Dark, somewhat jagged ice walls and floors were accompanied by significantly lighter and more smooth furnishings and details lining them, each a swooping and graceful line. They seemed to depict a... story, only half done. Of a mountain, and a person kneeling before a pillar, and then that same person in battle with a warrior shining yellow. "Now, what is a someone like you doing here, so far north and in my castle?" The voice continues. "It is rare to see and alien in the north pole of this planet to begin with, let alone the fact that I had believed your kind to be far more fond of the outer reaches of space. Arcose, Vegeta, that sort of area. And yet here you are. Earth. Rather a hotspot of activity, don't you think?"
As he walked, the demon would find what looks to be more depictions. Of a few other figures, arm in arm and grinning. Of a battle against a giant monkey. A pod crashing down upon a planet similar to Earth. Of a house, destroyed, and a mourning figure as seen next to the pillar. Then, as he reached the end of the corridor, of a group of familiar looking figures, smiling and happy. A family of four. "What do you think?" The voice would sound from behind him now, far closer and nowhere near as echoed as the ice of one of the walls melts away and Aurora steps through, her arms crossed. "I've been working on detailing my story, and if you're going to intrude on my dwelling I'd at least hear your opinion on artwork." Her head tilted the Arcosian's thick and somewhat short tail flicking as ruby red eyes narrowed from behind a scouter. Hm. He was strong. Perhaps there was merit to the theory that like attracts alike. She'd certainly not run into those with six digit power levels back when she was under that threshold. But no matter. He wasn't a threat to her, and so she could afford to be blasé.
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