jaganeyed:
–「 You aren’t much for helping people you don’t know. Not out of malice, or any sort of hatred, no. Recent events have softened your position on humans, if only slightly, but even still. You tend to focus on the select number of people who, if they were to disappear, would mean something. However. Those people have a moral code, and were they to see you let a person die willingly when you had the capacity to step in, that would matter. 」
「 Also, you recognize a skilled fighter when you see one. It’s a shame to see something like that go to waste. Sensing the demon energy lurching far underground before it surges up towards that fighter, you swoop in to grab them by the back of the collar, tossing them back out of range. They’re heavier than expected, and when you try to make sense of the fighter’s energy, interestingly enough you fail.」
「 Color you curious. 」
「 You wait for a few seconds for the giant worm-like creature to burst from the ground, and while you loathe the technique, you think it is likely most apt here. You set the sword you have in your hand ablaze, cauterizing the beast as it rises. It writhes, paralyzed from shock, but it will be dead soon.」
“Don’t get too cocky,” –「 you say, an absolutely hypocritical statement if there ever was one.」 “There are more of them below the surface. If you think you can handle them, then I’m leaving.”
–「 Though, the idea of fighting them sounds a bit more appealing than parting ways.」
“… what are you?”
The force on Zer0′s collar surprised them, and they are further surprised when the stranger pulls them backward for some unknown reason. But they were also aggravated. Zer0 had just displayed an obvious ability to fight without help. Multiple headshots and a badass landing that no doubt would’ve impressed countless. And as was displayed on their helmet, it was no challenge whatsoever.
But then a serpentine beast emerges from the ground and is quickly cut down by the stranger in a blaze of glory. And, well, blaze. Color them impressed.
They turn their head and display a [ (y) ] indicating a thumbs up, but then they realize it might be mistaken for some sort of alpaca shout, so they accompany it with a physical thumbs up as well. But they’re not allowing themselves to be cocky, nor will they be unprepared. They unsheathe their hilt, the blade materializing before their very eyes. They feel the vibrations of the ground beneath their feet, hold out their sword, and—
RIIIIIIIIIIIIP—
A myriapod-esque beast emerges from the ground directly into the blade of Zer0′s sword. The display is similar to that of the stranger’s; the beast is cut in twain and fountains of strange blood emerged from the carapace halves.
[ I’m an enigma. / I am searching for a purpose. / My name is Zer0. ]
