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Oreki vs. Kagura
Insomnia
"Speech"
Narration
Thoughts
Action
In this wicked world, people don't get winning conditions. No matter the situation everyone meets the same dead-end ultimately without exception. Consequently, for that reason, people have created their own "win condition" to suit their laws. From a more comprehensive perspective, these valuable beings are but a joke. Hearing all this makes people want to be a part of it. No matter the decisions they arrive at, the judgment will come to them from god-knows-where. Even if they accept this criticism this world has given to them they will still this game of life. Their activities were not brought out upon free will.
Nero, the man in a blue jacket, a dark crimson shirt, black pants with military-style combat boots, and a sword on his back, was passing through the downtown area of Insomnia city and following the road to the northeast. Sparse forests appeared on both sides of the road, and Nero could start seeing the lingering snow on the ground. It was so cold that he could see his ragged, white breath escaping into the atmosphere. It was a few days ago. As Nero was free that's right. he was definitely taking a break from his taxing days, without a care in the world until he was asked to come to this city by his partner in bounty hunter for god-knows-what-reason. There were no plans for Nero to carry, so he decides to come for a change.
Looking at the scenery from up here, Nero could see that the city was surrounded by mountains on all four sides. There were a few buildings, and probably because now wasn't the right season to plant anything, the fields contained only unmelted snow and some sparse leaves. After walking for a good time, Nero finally saw a bridge. That would be the bridge which goes to the main district of this city, it was an extremely old bridge. Everyone used their own feet or carriage to run across the land like a race, and the sound of commerce just kept going on and on.
No matter how you worded it, it was hard to be remembered by the people as anything other than a policy of aggression. On streets with numerous people passing through, any shop could be easily spotted.
"I guess this kind of thing isn't bad every now and then. I might be asking too much, but it would be more dignified to have little less crowd." Nero sounded like he was joking, but his voice carried a hint of seriousness as well.
Insomnia
Level 58
58 × 5 = 290
Human Bonus: 10+10+10+15 in Str, Spd, Vit, M.A.
Strength: 71 + 10 = 81
Speed: 71 + 10 = 81 × 2 = 162
-Reaction: 81
-Movement: 81
Vitality: 71 + 10 = 81 × 2 = 162
-Stamina: 81
-Durability: 81
Haki: 51 x 2 = 102
-Armament Haki: 81
-Observation Haki(Precognition): 21
Martial Arts: 25.5 + 15= 40.5 × 2 = 81
-Ittoryu/Nitoryu: 81
Remaining points: 0.5
58 × 5 = 290
Human Bonus: 10+10+10+15 in Str, Spd, Vit, M.A.
Strength: 71 + 10 = 81
Speed: 71 + 10 = 81 × 2 = 162
-Reaction: 81
-Movement: 81
Vitality: 71 + 10 = 81 × 2 = 162
-Stamina: 81
-Durability: 81
Haki: 51 x 2 = 102
-Armament Haki: 81
-Observation Haki(Precognition): 21
Martial Arts: 25.5 + 15= 40.5 × 2 = 81
-Ittoryu/Nitoryu: 81
Remaining points: 0.5
"Speech"
Narration
Thoughts
Action
In this wicked world, people don't get winning conditions. No matter the situation everyone meets the same dead-end ultimately without exception. Consequently, for that reason, people have created their own "win condition" to suit their laws. From a more comprehensive perspective, these valuable beings are but a joke. Hearing all this makes people want to be a part of it. No matter the decisions they arrive at, the judgment will come to them from god-knows-where. Even if they accept this criticism this world has given to them they will still this game of life. Their activities were not brought out upon free will.
Nero, the man in a blue jacket, a dark crimson shirt, black pants with military-style combat boots, and a sword on his back, was passing through the downtown area of Insomnia city and following the road to the northeast. Sparse forests appeared on both sides of the road, and Nero could start seeing the lingering snow on the ground. It was so cold that he could see his ragged, white breath escaping into the atmosphere. It was a few days ago. As Nero was free that's right. he was definitely taking a break from his taxing days, without a care in the world until he was asked to come to this city by his partner in bounty hunter for god-knows-what-reason. There were no plans for Nero to carry, so he decides to come for a change.
Looking at the scenery from up here, Nero could see that the city was surrounded by mountains on all four sides. There were a few buildings, and probably because now wasn't the right season to plant anything, the fields contained only unmelted snow and some sparse leaves. After walking for a good time, Nero finally saw a bridge. That would be the bridge which goes to the main district of this city, it was an extremely old bridge. Everyone used their own feet or carriage to run across the land like a race, and the sound of commerce just kept going on and on.
No matter how you worded it, it was hard to be remembered by the people as anything other than a policy of aggression. On streets with numerous people passing through, any shop could be easily spotted.
"I guess this kind of thing isn't bad every now and then. I might be asking too much, but it would be more dignified to have little less crowd." Nero sounded like he was joking, but his voice carried a hint of seriousness as well.
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