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Post by Nick Rivera on May 17, 2010 20:32:15 GMT -5
A peaceful village located in what was once South Korea. A small lake resides in the middle of the village with a wooden bridge that extends over it. Shops and stalls are located on the sides of the bridge.
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Post by Nick Rivera on Jul 20, 2010 18:25:35 GMT -5
Nick woke up from a long sleep, his head was filled with visions of his past life. Not a day had gone by since his rebirth that he hadn't dreamt about his old life. Nick slowly raised his head from the bedroll and sat up. He looked around his mother's (Or rather his foster mother's) small cottage. It was very lacking in affluence. Nick looked to his mother's bedroll which was empty. His mother must have left the cottage before he had woken up.
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Post by Nick Rivera on Jul 20, 2010 18:32:55 GMT -5
Nick got to his feet. He had on nothing but red pajama bottoms. Nick looked mostly human. There were small give-aways that he was a bit less than normal however. There were times when Nick would revert to his demonic self for short periods of time. These moments were fleeting and only happened when he was in extreme danger. The only time this had ever happened was when pirates had come to Millpond many years prior. They were all incredibly powerful individuals. Nick had attempted to fend them off but to no avail. When it seemed that all hope had been lost, Nick transformed and annihilated all of them with one powerful attack.
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Post by Nick Rivera on Jul 20, 2010 18:34:53 GMT -5
He could still remember that day. It was beautiful. For the first time in years, he felt his full power coursing through his body. His skin turned charcoal black and glowing purple runes appeared all over his body. His normally short and well-kept hair grew exponentially, all the way down to his waist.
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Post by Nick Rivera on Jul 20, 2010 18:37:41 GMT -5
Luckily, the village had been evacuated prior to the attack so none of his friends or family had seen him. Nick threw on a black tank top and walked out the door. He knew his time left in this village was growing to a close. He wanted to see the rest of Earth. He wanted to develop his powers more. He yearned to once again achieve the power he once had.
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Post by Nick Rivera on Jul 21, 2010 15:48:34 GMT -5
Nick saw his mother buried deep in one of her books by the side of the cottage. She didn't look up as he left. Nick usually left the cottage so his mother never thought anything of it. Today however, he wasn't planning on coming back.
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Post by Nick Rivera on Jul 21, 2010 19:59:37 GMT -5
Nick left Millpond behind, walking towards the mountains. He was done with this small village. Nick wanted to see the world. Nick had taken nothing with him. Just his black tanktop and jeans. He was ready to test his strength.
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