ワレンシュタイン Waldstein

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💋 — kissing

💄 — makeup

👾 — video games

🎵 — singing

💃 — dancing

🎹 — playing an instrument

🌷 — taking care of living things

🌲 — surviving in the wilderness

👊 — fighting

😇 — following rules

🍳 — cooking

🍼 — taking care of children

🎁 — giving presents to others

🎉 — hosting parties

💌 — romance/flirting

🎨 — art

🍀 — luck

⚽️  — sports

🏊 — swimming

🚗 — driving

🔮 — magic

🔎 — investigating

🔫 — long range weapons

💣 — explosives

🔪 — melee weapons

🔬 — scientific pursuits

🚿 — hygiene

💰 — finance

🌍 — knowledge of the world

👻 — communing with the paranormal

📚 — reading

🔧 — engineering/mechanics

⌛️ — time management

📥 — organization

🍺 — alcohol tolerance

🚴 — riding a bike

🎭 — performance art/acting

⚓️ — sailing

WHAM!! SMACK!! KA-POW! Blow after blow is thrown without  an inkling of restraint. Huddled masses of useless deadbeats and cut-throats are launched, flung helplessly in every direction. While he fought like a thug, his moves were obviously not those of an amateur who just knew how to throw his fists in every direction. There was something about the way he fought… 

It was like… Yes, like the primal moves of a beast in the wilderness. Completely uncivilized, yet somehow beautiful in it’s savagery.

As for the dark-haired boy he merely surveyed the fight occasionally sighing with utter boredom. It almost seemed like the were actually avoiding going near him and instead focusing their aggression on the silver-haired hurricane of destruction clobbering the rest of their crew. Which was odd, because he seemed like an easy target. He was short, skinny, and completely unarmed. Of course the reason became apparent when one looked to the floor and took noticed of the charred barely, living sacks of flesh gathered at his feet.

When it was all said and done, Nora yawned and stretched out his arms, not a single bead of sweat on his forehead, bruise, injury or even the slight hitch in his breath despite taking on twelve far more physically imposing, well-armed men.

“Man, making me do all these pointless clean-ups…calling it ‘training’… Even without my strength or magic these guys are a complete joke; no challenge at all. This sucks.” 

“Don’t whine so much.” Kazuma replied tone even as ever as he leaned himself up off the wall he had been resting against this whole time, arms still crossed over his chest. “Until you get your powers back this is the only way to train you. Besides, if I recall you needed to work on fighting bare-handed so you didn’t get your tail handed to you didn’t you, mutt? That’s why I’m forcing you to do all this heavy work instead of doing it myself. Be grateful.”

“GRATEFUL MY ASS! What, do you wanna be my opponent then, huh, punk!?”

“You’re all bark and no bite.”Kazuma calmly replied with a sigh,“Can’t this wait?  ….We’ve still got company.” 

“Huh?”

With flawless aim, he tosses a soda can into the darkness of alleyway where he felt the presence of someone who had been watching them with an annoying amount of interest. Abysmal eyes now alight with a gold color he glared at the mysterious figure.

“Listen up. I R E A L L Y don’t like being watched.”

  Waldstein stepped forth from the alley way while his great laughs bellowed, “For one who does not like being watched, you and your friend put on quite the show I must say...” a semi-menacing grin crossed his face, “But really, threatening someone you just met seems...” Waldstein rolled his shoulders forward, his gauntlets, the Great Iron Destroyers, slid over his arms, “Most unwise...”

Her smile wavered when he said it was a ways away. Her legs were already tired from walking around most morning, she didn’t want to walk any more. But his offer made her eyes light up, squeezing his hand as she nodded. “Yes! …Please.”

   The giant’s face was dead serious, but instead of any more drama or warnings, he simply knelt down and hugged the little girl, “Anon... I’m so glad I could see you again, and hope to see you around more often...” he drew back his worried face looking at the fragile girl in his arms, “If you ever need help... Or a shoulder to cry on... This old man will be here, if you ever need me...” 

“Your right. Immortals who stuck in the past can never see the future. I am grateful that i’m alive and not just another nameless corpse bury in the ground. I have did good things and also many bad things in the name of peace and sanity over the years. Still we are alive no? Isn’t it rather human for even the oldest creature to sometime wonder what would have been? ”

Oishi return that look as over the years he has keep his promise to his lord and fulfill his end of the immortality bargain with that moody goddess. Whenever man kind run the risk of being extinct he always be there to stop it. He never done it alone and it was never goes 100% his way. But he still pull it off and for that he died and died yet come back again and again.

He have taken down to many good people with bad powers. Oishi knows even sometime good intentions only take one bad day to twist it. He have been thought of as heros in some villages while other villages dedicate their entire will to try and put him down for good.

“Thanks for the little help out the sector Walkdstein. You were a great guy and i really do hope we get to see each other again.”

The ruffling of the hair not bad as Oishi continue to walk beside Waldstein. He not who he was when his lord died but he can still remember coming back home only to see everything he knew being taken away from him again.

Once again he couldn’t do a single thing except watch. The Oishi back then lost his mind once he saw his best friend being executed and charge ahead and got himself killed.

If he never befriended that godess then he would have just been another corpse to bury. Instead befriended her he was granted with immortality and the first thing he thought of was revenge. He spend YEARS tracking down the man who lead the army that got his best friend killed….only to find a dying soldier like  who have a incurable disease and in a failing relationship with his wife and kids. Oishi sat that night together with the man who he hated for SO long and was by his side when the man finally pass away. The man had no one to love him and all because he did what was suppose to be patriotic for his country.

Oishi swore to live life to the fullest after that as he spot Waldstein display of power he have to clap his hands.

The immortal being in front of him is strong without a doubt. Oishi wouldn’t call him human anymore from what he heard in their conversation but Waldstein was impressive neither less.

“ You can back up you claim Wald san. Say Waldstein….”

“Ever wonder what life might have been like if beings like us stay mortal?”

The two of them walk side by side as they finally exit the sector. It was nice talking with the bear of a being but it’s about time he go. Still Oishi curious of Waldstein response as he had always ask this question of fellow immortal beings.

Did you ever look up in the stars in the night and wonder COULD you had a happy life? To Oishi there was only one answer. Everything he love was gone at that point already and he still had his lord final order to fulfill. He wasn’t going to let himself be killed no matter what yet even all these years he never went back to search for the girl who was his girl friend and promise to get married when they are older.