Katashi stood amidst the wreckage of Shin-Yamaguchi Station, his chest heaving with exertion. The acrid scent of burnt ozone hung heavy in the air, mingling with the musty odor of dust and decay. His gloves, once crackling with pent-up electricity, now hung limp at his sides, drained of their power. Beside him, Youngjae surveyed the scene with a mixture of relief and weariness, his rifle held loosely in his hands.
The battle had been fierce, the struggle against the demon relentless. But they had emerged victorious, their determination and teamwork prevailing against the odds. Yet, even in their triumph, a sense of unease lingered in the air, a foreboding reminder of the dangers that still lurked in the shadows.
Katashi's ego, once towering and unyielding, now seemed diminished, humbled by the magnitude of their ordeal. The encounter had been a stark reminder of the perils that awaited them in this desolate world overrun by darkness and chaos. He could no longer rely solely on his own prowess; he needed Youngjae by his side, their partnership forged in the crucible of battle.
As the adrenaline began to ebb away, Katashi felt the weight of exhaustion settle upon him. Every muscle in his body ached with fatigue, and a dull throbbing echoed in his temples. He leaned heavily against the fractured wall, his mind racing with thoughts of their next move.
Youngjae, ever stoic and composed, approached him with a reassuring nod. He scanned their surroundings, alert for any sign of danger, his senses keenly attuned to the shifting shadows
Together, Katashi and Youngjae navigated the twisted corridors of Shin-Yamaguchi Station, their footsteps echoing faintly against the walls. The flickering light from their torches cast eerie shadows that danced across the debris-strewn floor, adding to the surreal atmosphere of the abandoned station.
As they moved deeper into the darkness, the oppressive silence was broken only by the occasional creaking of metal and the distant rumble of collapsing structures. Each sound sent a shiver down Katashi's spine, a reminder of the precarious nature of their surroundings.
Despite the weariness that weighed heavily upon them, neither Katashi nor Youngjae dared to let their guard down. They knew all too well that danger lurked around every corner, ready to pounce at the slightest sign of weakness.
Katashi's mind raced as he contemplated their next move. They had emerged victorious from their encounter with the demon, but their journey was far from over. There were still others out there who needed their help, still battles to be fought in the ongoing war against the forces of darkness.
With a grim determination, Katashi pushed himself forward, his steps faltering slightly under the weight of exhaustion. Beside him, Youngjae remained a stalwart presence, his resolve unshaken despite the trials they had faced.
As they rounded a corner, they came upon a chamber bathed in an otherworldly glow. Strange symbols adorned the walls, pulsating with an ethereal energy that sent a chill down Katashi's spine. He could sense the malevolent presence that lurked within, a dark force that threatened to consume them if they dared to approach.
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But Katashi was not one to back down from a challenge. With a steely resolve, he pressed onward, his instincts guiding him through the labyrinthine corridors of the station. Beside him, Youngjae followed suit, his grip tightening on his rifle as they prepared to face whatever horrors awaited them.
As they entered the chamber, a sense of dread washed over Katashi like a tidal wave. The air crackled with dark energy, suffocating in its intensity. He could feel the weight of the demon's gaze upon them, its presence looming ominously in the shadows. Lights suddenly turned on as they would be in a room surrounded by Demons. Katashi smirked, looking around. His eyes would then be covered by his bangs. He then put his middle finger and thumb together. He looked up at the demons.
“BANG!!” Katashi shouted with an amplified echo. He snapped his fingers and the lights went off. There was then a loud pounding sound of thunder followed by large explosions of lightning. The lights would turn back on as it started raining blood on the two of them. A lone demon would be lying on the ground with its legs exploding. Katashi and Youngjae would walk over. Katashi would stand on the demon, pointing a finger at his neck. Katashi grinned,
"I need some information, you're up to give it to me... Right?" Katashi asked. The Demon weakly looked at him, growling. A little spark came off Katashi's finger.
"That's a little hint of what'll happen if you don't..." Katashi said. The demon kept quiet glaring at Katashi. Youngjae sighed, pulling out a little rectangular case from his pocket. He opened his pulling out a silver bullet with a vine design that had thorns glowing blue.
"He's going to keep quiet... Don't think lightning scares him too much." Youngjae said. Katashi glared at Youngjae, scoffing, his ego taking the hit. Youngjae loaded his sniper, pointing it to the left. He pulled the trigger, the bullet shooting out faster than a regular bullet. A blue trail flew behind the bullet similar to how the design glowed. Katashi watched the bullet's trajectory, flying toward a demon corpse. Katashi sighed, shrugging.
"I don't know what shooting a demon corpse will do-" Katashi said. Suddenly, the bullet hit the Demon's corpse, making a loud bang and exploding. Katashi's eyes widened, looking at Youngjae in shock.
"W-WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT???" Katashi shouted. Youngjae sighed, taking off a pair of headphones.
"What?" Youngjae asked. Katashi scoffed, looking down at the demon. It looked frightened out of its life.
"I-I'LL TELL YOU I-I SWEAR!!" The demon shouted. Youngjae's eyes widened. Suddenly, more large demons flew into the room. Youngjae looked annoyed,
"MURAMOTO!! DO THAT THING AGAIN!!" Youngjae shouted. Katashi grits his teeth,
"I CAN'T, OR MY HEART'LL EXPLODE!!" Katashi shouted. Youngjae grits his teeth, pulling up his shirt which had a utility belt hidden under it. He opened a pocket, pulling a little bead out.
"WHEN IT'S CLOSE TO THE DEMON'S ZAP IT, ALRIGHT!?" Youngjae shouted. Katashi looked at him in shock as they ran.
"WHAT!? THAT'S SUICIDE!!" Katashi shouted. Youngjae looked annoyed,
"WOULD YOU RATHER BE SLOWLY EATEN BY A DEMON OR QUICKLY GET BLOWN UP AND NOT FEEL ANY PAIN!?" Katashi grits his teeth, scoffing.
"Which one has a higher chance of survival...?" Katashi asked.
"Equal..." Youngjae said. Katashi sighed,
"Throw it..." Katashi said. Youngjae nodded. He then chucked the bead at the Demons. It flew toward them and Katashi pointed a finger toward it.
"One!" Katashi shouted. The strike of electricity slithered toward the bead, connecting with it quickly. The electricity crawled all over the bead-like wildfire until the bead started to glow light blue. After the bead glowed, the whole room started to glow before it. Before the room glew all white.
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