"I am Parmith, the Paragon of Devotion. Destruction will be an act of love for you who are bound by the shackles of hatred. This is a show of my love for you! Open yourselves up to my adoration!"
#hundredline #hundredlinerp
"This is what I've been waiting for, after this I can finally come back and meet up with everyone again. I hope that I'm doing the right thing..."
Shion's wings expanded as they flew high up in the air, speeding like a bullet to the Academy where they would attack.
#wartwt
"I'M GONNA PAINT THE GRAVEL WITH YOUR FUCKING INSIDES!!!"
Shion slams the ground with one hand, spikes burrowing underneath the surface. The spikes then break the outer crust and implale a bunch of lesser invaders. They keep one hand out as surveillance.
The impact left Shion to fall to the ground, slowly getting up. Clutching their fist, Shion soon takes off and flies towards the Academy.
("Your deaths will arrive soon, and I will be the executioner.")
As Shion laid down on the ground, something seemed to happen inside of them. Their cryptogoblin, which is what caused them to transformer seemed to dissipate into thin air. While Shion still had their physical body, they no longer had the power than came from absorption...
Shion blinks their eyes as they sit up in their bed. Looking around, they seem to be back in their dorm in the Academy. Shion feels a sharp pain in their chest, their body feeling like needles piercing their skin. They were suffering from cryptoglobin withdraws.
Shion is seen in the gym, a opponent bag from the Gift-O-Matic placed in front of them. Without the cryptoglobin flowing through them, they needed to practice their hand to hand combat in order to stand a chance against the battles ahead.