Village ruins (perm.)

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Arriving at his old home of his younger childhood, Junsui was surprized at the horrible conditions of all the buildings. The only building still standing with a good room was almost ironicly his mom's old home and shop. Although run down, the home brought back the few good memories of his childhood he could remember. Moving on to the middle of the small village, he was glad the fountain was still clean water. Junsui, a quiet fifteen year old with charcoal black skin, sat next to the fountain, and started to enjoy the memories and cool breeze, hoping Myou wouldn't ruin the moment with his usually talkitive nature. Feeling alone, even with his split personality Myou, Junsui tried to feel good again in the familar place.

[slave]

So, how long are we going to sit here and daydream Junsui, till the fountain dries up? Junsui sighed, knowing Myou had just ruined the moment. Getting up from the fountain, they walked back to Junsui's new home, his mom's old, hoping to see what had happened to the inside of the house. Once inside, Junsui saw the place was in ruins, a mirror image of the rest of the village. The furniture was turn apart, clothes and cheap valuables scattered around carelessly. The part of the mess that caught Junsui's attention and memories were his old broken toys. They brought back more of the good memories, his mom and dad, the only people that accepted him. Starting to cry a little, Junsui began to clean up the mess and put the ruined things back in there place. Out of a little respect, Myou stayed quiet for now.

Finishing the poor clean-up job, Junsui whispered "When are you coming home mom." Unready for any alse to spark up a memory, Junsui when into his mom's old room, still crying, and layed on her bed to take a nap. Myou complained and kept Junsui from sleep for fifteen minutes before finally just letting it happen. They would have a rough nap, with nightmares of Junsui's past that he thinks are just nightmares, and Myou knows really happened.

[slave]

Jolting up in the bed, Junsui had woke up in a cold sweat. His nightmare was the same as usual. Ready to do something today? Myou said, noticing the sun was just coming up in the sky. Panting, Junsui wasn't sure if he wanted to get out of bed. O well, I guess I need to get something without you seeing. With that, Junsui's eyes started to shift orange, soon changing completely. After a couple more seconds, Myou made sure Junsui coundn't see or hear anything in his mind, then started out of the village. At the village's run down enterance, Myou met a man and asked "Where is the closest major city?" in a fakely polite voice. The man gave him directions to Shikon, less then an hours walk. Myou took the directions then followed them, not even telling the man thanks as he left.

[Exit thread to Shikon]