#akufitz

He was a player, a charmer of men and women alike. A man of fine tastes, he wasn’t satisfied with the simple little pleasures of life. Grandeur, splendor and decadence were the words anyone who was barely acquainted with him would say to describe him. Money runs the world, and he was the prime example. Money fueled the hold he had over people, as well as his own power and desires. If indulgence was a sin, he’d go straight to hell.

He is a killer, a ruthless weapon in the shape of a human. Driven purely by the need to survive and thrive in the cold, cruel world that constantly tried to kick him down. However he wasn’t emotionless, no, he yearned for the approval of his mentor, a man whose darkness rivaling only a moonless night. Alas, soon he would learn that certain things are futile to wish for. Nonetheless, he seeks out the impossible, continuing to destroy everything, including himself, on his quest for validation.

Their first meeting was on opposite sides of the battle. Acknowledging the fighting prowess of each other, they clashed with nothing holding them back. After that, they met under more relaxed conditions, hoping to learn more of each other while feeling weirdly drawn to the other. A chance run-in at a tea shop, a quiet dinner at a quaint restaurant, an evening under the stars, they met briefly yet long enough to wish for the next time they saw each other.

Both of them knew they were vastly different from each other. Both of them knew that they came from different worlds. Both of them knew that they were powerful and revered in their own worlds.