Both Ikazuchi and Jin walked towards an abandon town, the last place Yamashiro was spotted. Both of them had revenge and bad intentions on their minds. Some of the locals in the area had mentioned a severe shortage of fish in the last few days. Jin instantly thought back to the creature he and Izumi faced while they were last here. He wondered if both Yamashiro and Tsukishima were behind this. As they ventured deeper into the town, the smell of rotten flesh became more apparent. “Stay focused and on your toes.” Jin said sharply. Though Ikazuchi could probably hear the comment, it was mainly towards himself. He needed to push back the thoughts of the past for a little bit, just until Yamashiro was dealt with. Suddenly, a loud gurgling sound could be heard towards the back of the town. The sound continued on for what felt like minutes before completely stopping, engulfing the town once again in silence. “It’s him…” Jin mutters as he makes a beeline towards the town’s edge. He gets there within seconds to see a figure standing just off in the distance looking towards the ocean. To Jin, the clothing and body shape was unmistakable. “Yamashiro!” Jin yells as the figure turns towards him.
The frail Yamashiro smiles at the two men in front of him as he begins to take a step forward. “Hello gentlemen. How nice to see you.” In that moment, rage consumes the man’s rational thought. All he wanted was to see him dead. Deciding to not waste another moment, Jin charges towards the man in an attempt to punch his head clean off his shoulders. As he nears, Yamashiro’s eyes glow red as Jin is forcefully flung backwards. The behemoth skids on the ground before crashing shortly to the right of Ikazuchi. “The fuck…” he mutters as he attempts to gather his bearings. Jin attempts to stand up but quickly drops down to a knee, surprisingly winded. Something was wrong here. “Come now young man. I was talking. Allow me to finish before you attempt to protest. I can understand why you are upset. I did trick you a little bit. You’ll have to understand, it was for a good reason. His majesty has plans. You winning or losing didn’t really change that. In all, we hoped that you would deal with our other problem.”
His expression darkens as he glances over towards Ikazuchi, a deep and apparent animosity was there. “You, on the other hand, continue to annoy me. The committee has tried to give you every possible out and you continue to defy us. You spit on our attempts of generosity. Your arrogance. Your skills. Someone as strong as you with absolutely no magical capabilities should not exist in this world. His world.” He turns his back towards the duo as his gaze returns towards the ocean with a smile on his face. “Thankfully, his Majesty has bestowed upon me the gift that will finally cleanse the world of your filth.” “Where is she?!” Jin yells as he finally makes his way to his feet. Yamashiro momentarily glances back towards Jin and sighs. He shakes his head, fully directing his gaze back towards the two men. “My, my. You really do have a one track mind don’t you? Don’t fret, the gift is for you as well. I’ll make sure your body is reunited with her once I’ve finished.”
A look of surprise spreads across Yamashiro’s face as he doubles over and clutches his stomach. “Oh…it’s starting again. I suppose its fine…the fish were getting bad anyway.” He says through pained gasps. The loud gurgling sound from before escapes his mouth as the man is sent on all fours. Growths sprout all over his back as his form becomes large and disfigured. His clothes are shredded as he grows, his hands and feet become webbed. A sickening crunch sound is heard as his face splits open and reveals a smaller body inside. Eyes sprout along his now mutated body as he now towers over both.
“Rejoice that the final thing you see is the gracious gift his majesty has bestowed upon me.” Jin crackles his knuckles as he walks up towards Ikazuchi, a smile spreading across his face. He places his mask across his mouth as the clicking sound from it closing echoes. Jin staggers his feet and charges his magical energy as his hair turns golden and that familiar bioelectrical golden aura radiates from him. “This is fine. While I wouldn’t have minded breaking the bones in your frail body, I prefer you in this form. This way, I can pay you back for giving this asshole the opportunity to beat me.”
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