If there is one thing, that any teenager is interested in, it would be love-talk.
Both Kassandra and Kasim are extremely sheltered and are mostly limited to relying on each other for
emotional support. That could also be the cause for their early sexual deviance. All the more, these two
desperately cling on to any talks of love, especially over the love-life of such a first-grade psychopath
such as Imogyeran himself.
The two of them are figuratively drooling at this gossiping-feast.
< right now.>> *Ahem*, figuratively and literally. <> Imogyeran looks at the two crazy fools and just says this with a long, heaving sigh: < you beat me.>> *FWOOSH* Both of them immediately take their positions, Kasim as the fighter and Kassandra as the judge and overly enthusiastic fan. < < <> While Imogyeran seems to either talk to an imaginary girlfriend or just mumble around, he checks the condition of Dogogo, Yunran, Gondo, Aranierô and Raul. They have recovered a surprising amount of power. Especially Raul has recovered a significant portion of strength, making him this fight’s prime player. < < past few days. Make of that, what you will. Alright, I’m ready! But this time count down from Ten instead of Three!>> Another tactic of slightly stalling. < instead of Three!>> Imogyeran is desperately squeezing out as much time as he can, because he realized the immense regenerative capabilities of Raul as his partner. Raul is already over half of his capacity of Lacritia. < The strategy is simple. Use the emotionally less stable and energized Kasim as a stalling tool. < < < < Kassandra won’t say anything, because she is surprisingly soft on Kasim outside of their nighttime activities. Luckily for Imog, the dawn has already broken in. That, combined with sleep deprivation resulted in this situation. < < < < < Raul has now fully recovered. What a lucky strike, that Kasim is such an airhead when excited. But Imogyeran’s stalling time has now come to an end. Kassandra looks down on Kasim (she is slightly taller than him) and smiles a silent smile. Kasim immediately gets the message, turns mute and the count begins. Imog seems secretly impressed. But the battle is finally, finally about to begin! < < < < < Battle Start! Having witnessed Kasim’s speed, Imogyeran immediately awakens Raul inside of him and dives into the ground. The ground becomes like clay, giving way to his body, freely traversing it without being disturbed by it. Kasim, obviously did not expect that. < < Cry from behind Kasim. Kasim turns around only to find a completely tired out Yunran, silently drifting in the air. You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author. Instead, Kasim’s reflexes respond a touch too late and he is buried in the same ground, that his father was buried in. Unlike Imog however, Kasim does not have any means to avoid the different poisons inside of it. Kasim tries to slash the earth but this specific concoction is slash-resistant and his strength is rapidly draining away. Imogyeran is meanwhile hiding deep inside the earth, while regenerating some more Lacritia. Two minutes pass and Imogyeran makes a rock-formation, blasting Kasim out of the mud and into the viewer ranks. Battle finished. < INSIGNIAE SOLA, I! ZEEEE GREEEAAAAT! ZEEEEE GREEEEEAAATESSTTT! IMOOOOOOOOOOGYERAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNN! ASHHHHHEEEENWAAALD! I AM THE WINNNNNERRR!>> Imogyeran won and fell asleep on the spot. A big smile plastered over his face. … Three days later Kasim’s face was as sour as the German – and also coincidentally Hakenburg’s – Sauerkraut as he was moping (Sauerkraut – Angry Herb / Sour Herb in Germany; only ‘Sour Herb’ in Hakenburg) Incidentally, let us go on a small tangent, right now. Between Hakenburg and Rabakda, there has been a strong political dispute between the country’s elitists. It was the Humanitarian Sage Rakdal Urwald, who managed to break off the aggression between the two countries. His solution was presented to the two countries in the so-called Wahiti-conference. Elder Rakdal decided to propose the following: Both countries would be competing in a series of contests measuring the countries’ efficiency, ethics, functionality, strength and others. Both countries agreed to the proposal. What they did not realize however, was the fact that the Elder’s mind was much dirtier than anybody could imagine. As such, it became a tradition of the new Wahiti-Contestuals to present the so-called – excuse my language – Dick-Control-Contest as the first contest every year! This contest was held by the highest of elites of each country. Participation was mandatory! The goal of the contest was to completely undress themselves in front of the other party and start giving them extremely specific compliments until the other party ‘showed signs of losing’, however you might interpret this sentence. The crowd could only see the contestants’ faces and hear their compliments, still making it an extremely popular contest for the general population. It could be said that this contest specifically was a major contributing factor in amending the also existing public dissatisfaction with each country’s elitists! Anyways, why did we suddenly start talking about this contest, you might ask? If anybody compared the face, Kasim was making right now to the faces of participants in the DCC, they would look exactly alike! That’s how much $!#/#%§ he had to endure from his lover over the last three days! Imogyeran is currently cooped up inside a stone-marble erected by Raul. After waking up, Aranierô decided to take over in protecting the boy’s sleep using his signature spherical nesting space. Raul and Gondo used their time to regenerate some energy to flatten the area again, while Dogogo communicated with the residents and did some image-making for the boy. He did not like the way, that Imogyeran disregarded other’s gazes. It was his judgment, that the villagers should at least be compensated for the damages suffered. The compensation he had were doing menial work from protecting children to watering the lands and helping the night guards with their work. Dogogo gained a lot of popularity with the people and, due to jealousy, the otherwise useless Yunran decided to imitate him in helping out the people. Dogogo rebuked her and sent her on a series of secret missions, which she specialized in. The missions included a lot of spying and collecting information. At the third day’s dawn, Imogyeran has finally woken up again. To his surprise, all five of his familiars were surrounding him in his sleep. First thing he did was give a long hug to every single one of them. Second thing he did was give another hug to Dogogo and Raul followed by a lot of petting. This continued on for the better part of an hour. … On Canyon Bridge: Medalia has been reconstructed to old, Kasim and Kassandra made up and the two of them are now face-to-face with their new friend and companion, Imogyeran Ashenwald. *Clap* *Clap* *Clap* < Imogyeran sits on a rock, that is formed like Raul, while holding Raul in his arms and eating a new Medalian bakery product: Raul Hand-Baked-Bread: Rocky on the outside but full of flavor! *Only 63 Rabiras for today! *Mmmmhmm!* While happily slurping up the scratched insides with his tongue, for once in his life, Imogyeran looks and acts his age. < < decide!>> <<< < while but it never worked as flawlessly as your connection. *Clap* *Clap* Very impressed! *Clap* *Clap*>> < thing at the same time. < < Imogyeran scratched his head in an embarrassed manner with a shy smile plastered over his face. < girlfriend. I don’t know what to do. Could you seniors give me some advice for her?>> *Fwoooshh* Within a split second, the Kas-couple ran up to Imogyeran and started giving him a hug. < safer types of advice. Imogyeran seemed happy, that he had found such a reliable couple as friends and did not mind their way of expressing affection to him. < Raul once again let a bunch of rock of different sizes fall down to simulate a drum-roll. < <<< < And Imogyeran started running. Kassandra and Kasim had already packed their stuff (in a surprisingly big bag) and started running beside him. Raul was kind enough to take on their baggage: He conjured two large hills underneath his feat and started skating on them, while doing his signature dance: < < < < < While Raul was carrying the packages of the Kas-Couple with him, Dogogo was running next to Imog’s body and snuggling up close to the boy. Aranierô was flying with a slightly miniaturized version of himself, twirling giant hoops with his around 20 meter-body. Yunran just went here and there, playing around with the group as she saw fit. Kasim and Kassandra couldn’t believe the craziness they saw! It was like being send into another world, filled to the brim with the fantastical! They were just burning with enthusiasm for their journey and the two of them expressed themselves as such: Violent War-Cries were heard together with singing and playing around! Maybe the group wasn’t going to a circus. Maybe, just maybe, the Circus was coming to recruit another member! A circus of the fantastical! Circus Ashenwald! … … By the way, how long were they going to run? < < Imogyeran turned around while running backwards and falling, making a back-flip and running again: < *Squuueaaak!* The sound of wood scraping against the now rocky ground was heard. Imogyeran, surprised that his friend stopped, also slowly came to a halt, making a triple roll on the ground before landing head-to-the-ground, back-to-the-wall against a large boulder. < The couple wore an expression of disbelief as the girl in control asked her new commander: < < They were in pure shock before shouting simultaneously: <<< *Sound of loud applause* < I mean, he has a point. < < It seems, that the two of them momentarily forgot, who they were dealing with. In front of them, there was the most irrational existence in Gaia (thus far)! < You know, all that stuff!>> < Shelter can be brought to us by Raul if you need one and money is completely unnecessary!!>> The Kas-Couple could not know this, but their new current situation is exactly the thing, that Imogyeran loves the most! The couple has entered Imogyeran’s Hell!