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A dripping. Droplets of blood against the stone.
The "end" of his past. He finally had it. The arrow.
Finding Polnareff's location had proved difficult, but by following Buccellati, he had managed to piece together where he was hidden away. The rat that had remembered his past. It mattered no longer. The only one who knew his past lay dead in front of him. The sneak attack had caught him off guard. Thankfully, he had decided to take matters into his own hands, and not rely on Cioccolata. If he had, anything could have gone wrong.
As always, fate was on his side. He was the chosen victor.
He could only tilt his head back and laugh. Laugh at the audacity of it all. How much he had struggled, how much he had done, all worthless in the face of a simple, golden arrowhead.
His head was still facing the sky when the arrow exploded into pieces.
His head whirled downward. He desperately twisted around, looking for any usable fragment. Nothing. It was as if it were erased from existence. Completely destroyed, the only hint to its fate being a knife embedded into a wall. The one time he had taken fate for his ally, and it had left him behind. Epitaph had not revealed anything. He had forgotten to use it.
Careless. Careless. Careless careless careless foolish foolish foolish-
"Bring up your head, monster." A girl held a katana, pointed at the mafioso. Hair falling to her shoulders, wrapped in a kimono, a red bomber jacket draped over her entire outfit. Glowing eyes cut through the darkness of the Coliseum. "I feel like killing an inhuman fool."
She was beautiful. There was no doubting it. A beauty unparalleled by anyone else. The only time he had felt such an admiration for another's appearance was with the mother of his mistake.
"Girl. You will never know the rage I feel now." King Crimson appeared at his side, arms at the ready. He would kill her, then find any fragment of the arrow left behind. It was his only hope to erase his past. "But I will make you know. Slowly. You have taken everything from me."
"Touko was right. You are a moron, but I can tell you're a dangerous one." She smirked. "Don't worry, I know about and your King Crimson." Diavolo didn't even feel the slightest bit of surprise. Just a cold rage. He didn't care. Time was his ally, and this girl had made himself his enemy.
Both killers tensed themselves, ready for the upcoming battle. Only one would leave the Coliseum alive.
Speed Equalized. Shiki has Kanesada Kuji and prior knowledge of Diavolo's abilities. Battle takes place in the Coliseum, 20 meters apart. SBA all else.
Research the other side, please.
The Girl with special eyes: 5 (EmperorDoom25, Gemmysaur, DeathNoodles, Velox, Schnee)
The Guy with another soul:
Part 5 continues as normal because of Silver Chariot being hit by a fragment of the arrow:
The "end" of his past. He finally had it. The arrow.
Finding Polnareff's location had proved difficult, but by following Buccellati, he had managed to piece together where he was hidden away. The rat that had remembered his past. It mattered no longer. The only one who knew his past lay dead in front of him. The sneak attack had caught him off guard. Thankfully, he had decided to take matters into his own hands, and not rely on Cioccolata. If he had, anything could have gone wrong.
As always, fate was on his side. He was the chosen victor.
He could only tilt his head back and laugh. Laugh at the audacity of it all. How much he had struggled, how much he had done, all worthless in the face of a simple, golden arrowhead.
His head was still facing the sky when the arrow exploded into pieces.
His head whirled downward. He desperately twisted around, looking for any usable fragment. Nothing. It was as if it were erased from existence. Completely destroyed, the only hint to its fate being a knife embedded into a wall. The one time he had taken fate for his ally, and it had left him behind. Epitaph had not revealed anything. He had forgotten to use it.
Careless. Careless. Careless careless careless foolish foolish foolish-
"Bring up your head, monster." A girl held a katana, pointed at the mafioso. Hair falling to her shoulders, wrapped in a kimono, a red bomber jacket draped over her entire outfit. Glowing eyes cut through the darkness of the Coliseum. "I feel like killing an inhuman fool."
She was beautiful. There was no doubting it. A beauty unparalleled by anyone else. The only time he had felt such an admiration for another's appearance was with the mother of his mistake.
"Girl. You will never know the rage I feel now." King Crimson appeared at his side, arms at the ready. He would kill her, then find any fragment of the arrow left behind. It was his only hope to erase his past. "But I will make you know. Slowly. You have taken everything from me."
"Touko was right. You are a moron, but I can tell you're a dangerous one." She smirked. "Don't worry, I know about and your King Crimson." Diavolo didn't even feel the slightest bit of surprise. Just a cold rage. He didn't care. Time was his ally, and this girl had made himself his enemy.
Both killers tensed themselves, ready for the upcoming battle. Only one would leave the Coliseum alive.
Speed Equalized. Shiki has Kanesada Kuji and prior knowledge of Diavolo's abilities. Battle takes place in the Coliseum, 20 meters apart. SBA all else.
Research the other side, please.
The Girl with special eyes: 5 (EmperorDoom25, Gemmysaur, DeathNoodles, Velox, Schnee)
The Guy with another soul:
Part 5 continues as normal because of Silver Chariot being hit by a fragment of the arrow:
