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Post by Lucy_Fu on Dec 4, 2017 7:16:34 GMT
After returning from the Dream Realm, Kage Tatsu has taken on a new name to cover up her twisted past. Now known as Mystie, the world of Ninjago has long forgotten the horrors she committed in her past.
Every year, when Day of the Departed comes around, Mystie sends off three lanterns - two for her parents, and one for herself to honor the child she used to be before her corruption.
Last year Sensei Yang wanted Cole to close the circle, but this time something far worst is happening - Kage has came back as a separate being. However she is not strong enough by herself, and is seeking out Mystie, as if they were to join again Kage would have her full powers.
Mystie doesn't want to be Kage again. But being powerful again sounds tempting... Should Mystie accept Kage's offer and succumb to the powers of her old self, or should she seek out the help of Sensei Wu?~~~
It's Lucy_Fu here and I'm here with a story!  This is something I started to work on last year, and while it is still unfinished I have enough content to share while I work away on the last few chapters. In spots it features my favorite OC who I named my LMB account after, Lucy Fu, and it stars an entirely new Chaos Master, Kage Tatsu. So yeah hopefully y'all like this it's been ages since I last wrote a fanfic I like heh. |
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Post by Lucy_Fu on Dec 4, 2017 7:49:38 GMT
Prologue
Kage dashed into the kitchen, her grey eyes bright with excitement. “Mother? Father?”
Her mother appeared from out of the pantry. She had a beautiful smile upon her equally beautiful face. “Yes, my darling?”
“I want to show you something.” said Kage earnestly. “Where’s father?”
“He’s in the shop. Why don’t you show me now, and your father can see it later when he’s finished work?”
Kage considered that for a moment. “Okay. Sit down.”
Her mother sat down on the wooden floor, hands in her lap. Kage grabbed two chopsticks and carefully lay them down, so they formed a “x”. She stepped back, clasped her hands and closed her eyes.
The ground began to shake. It was a small movement at first, then gradually grew more and more noticeable. Cups tipped over. Bowls rattled and jumped on the table. Kage’s mother looked around, concerned, and turned back to look at her daughter in time to see the shadow of the table turn into a long tendril and make it’s way over Kage’s arms and onto the chopsticks. She screamed in horror. “What are you doing?!?”
The shaking stopped, but more shadows snaked over to the chopsticks. Kage opened one eye, then gasped in delight. “It’s working!”
Her mother screamed again, and backed away. “Stop!”
Kage looked up, confused. “What - ?”
Her father ran into the kitchen, a slender knife in his hand. He rushed straight to his wife. “What’s wrong?”
“K- Kage.”
Kage’s father looked over at the confused girl in front of him. The shadows had abandoned the chopsticks and were now curling around Kage’s arms and legs. A look of horror passed over his face, and he stood in front of his wife. “Yoko, get out.”
Yoko fled.
Kage watched as her father approached her. “I’m not sure what you’re doing, but I need you to stop.”
Kage didn’t stop. She stepped backwards, and the shadows curled around her protectively, like a blanket. She was afraid. “Why doesn’t mother like what I can do?”
“She likes it.” reassured her father. “You just gave her a fright. Now I need you to stop.”
Kage began to nod, and her gaze fell upon the knife. “Are you going to hurt me?”
“What? No, I’m not.” her father placed the knife on the ground and pushed it away. “See? I won’t hurt you.”
There was still uncertainty in Kage’s eyes. The shadows vanished from around her and she dashed to her father. “I won’t do it again.”
He didn’t reply.
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Post by Shamrock on Dec 4, 2017 14:24:33 GMT
I really enjoyed spending far more time than I should have reading this and causing a delay in moderation moderating this!  MOAR! |
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Post by Lucy_Fu on Dec 5, 2017 4:59:57 GMT
I really enjoyed spending far more time than I should have reading this and causing a delay in moderation moderating this!  MOAR!
ahaha, moar you shall have!
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Post by Lucy_Fu on Dec 5, 2017 5:05:57 GMT
Chapter One The stream flowed swiftly down the hill, bouncing over pebbles and dodging the tree branches. It sang as a song as it continued down towards Ninjago City, and Mystie listened to it with a smile on her face. She watched the crystal clear water, gazing into it’s depths. She held a half constructed lantern in her hands, and next to her lay paint and brushes. Paper and candles sat in her lap.
She worked confidently with the lantern, attaching the red paper to the black base. It fit perfectly, and Mystie clipped the paper into place. In went a candle, attached to the black base in just the right way so that when it was time to send off the lanterns it would float into the sky. Behind Mystie was the village she lived in, and the laughter coming from it floated down to her, mingling with the river’s song.
In the first few days leading up to the Day Of The Departed, many of the towns and villages took a holiday. This was to give everyone the opportunity to participate in the events, such as lantern making and house decorating. For them, Day Of The Departed was a time to remember the dead and a time to celebrate being alive. For Mystie, it was a time to mourn her dead and remember her past.
Not that she wanted to remember.
Mystie dipped her toes in the water and flinched. The water was freezing, like the stream was full of ice cubes. She scowled, gathered up her equipment and headed back towards the village. A cold wind started up, chilling Mystie to the bone despite the thick clothing she wore.
The wind didn’t bother the people in the village, but what did bother them was Mystie. A bunch of giggling teenagers fell silent when she passed, and parents herded their children out of her path. None of the village liked her. Not because of her past, but because they could feel something strange about her. Some said she had a hard childhood. Some said she was a demon. Others thought she had dark powers. None were wrong. Mystie just didn’t want to confirm their fears.
Her house stood just outside the village, in one of the rice fields. It was more of a hut than a house, but it was home and that was all that mattered. She’d bought it off an old man, just as he was moving to Ninjago City. The conditions of the purchase was that she’d help him move into his new home and give him half the profits made from the next batch of crops.
She placed her lanterns and materials on a small wooden table, and hung her coat on a peg by the door. Slipping her boots on for later, she walked into the kitchen and put her kettle on to boil so she could make rice for her lunch.
Mystie had a very neat house. It was made up like the traditional houses from when she was young - the kitchen had a fireplace, the table was short so people could kneel instead of sitting, and her bed was a bedroll. It was almost an authentic replica of the living spaces of the past. The modern things confused her and she didn’t like them, except for the clothes. She wore jeans and a hoodie most days - her grey and purple gi was folded up and locked in a box, never to be worn again, but kept as a reminder of her past.
She poured the rice and spices into the boiling water, watching as the water calmed down then began to bubble back up. The air was soon perfumed by the spices in her meal, and Mystie inhaled deeply, a smile on her face. It didn’t stay for long though - the aroma was too similar to the one that used to go through her father’s home.
It was too early to be remembering that. Day of the Departed was still two days away.
Mystie pushed the memories out of her head and began to stir the rice. As she stirred, her mind returned to the previous year’s Day of the Departed - her second one since returning from the Dream Realm. It had been hectic, what with Sensei Yang plotting and all the other villains coming to life. Mystie had seen some of what happened, and was glad that it was all over. It looked like too much trouble.
Mystie ate her lunch outside on her porch, kneeling on a small flat cushion. The cold breeze picked up again, brushing her hair off her face. It made her remember what she’d heard of Morro, and she shuddered at the thought of having her powers taken away at a single gust. She could remember being reliant on her powers. It was addictive, and hard to give them up in the end.
She could see Ninjago City from where so sat, its tall buildings catching the sunlight and reflecting it. It looked completely different from the first time she’d went there. She prefered the old city.
Ninjago City was always alive and full of fun before the Day of the Departed, which was quite possibly the reason why Jay loved this holiday so much. Today the streets were full of people making lanterns, and it was an amazing sight to see. Children were playing in the streets, teenagers were helping their younger siblings, and strangers everywhere were talking and making new friends.
Sensei Wu stopped them at a currently unattended corner of stairs, and they set about laying out their equipment for making their own lanterns. Jay placed his next to Nya’s and ran down the stairs to look back down the streets.
“Where are you going, Jay?” Zane called, looking up in time to see Jay walking down the street. Jay stopped to look at him.
“Off to get a snack, I’m starving!” Jay laughed, waving his hand. “I’ll be back soon!”
Jay waved again and headed down the street, weaving his way between the horde of people. Some of them smiled at him and he smiled in return, then resumed his search for a Candy Van. He found one eventually, hidden from sight behind the crowd of people wanting snacks between their lantern making activities. It was a long time before he finally got there, and when he did the toffee apples were all gone. So he bought a bag of cotton candy, then bought a second one for Nya.
The crowd thickened as he headed back towards the stairs. He was pushed and pulled back and forth, tripping over shoes and shouldering past couples. An alleyway appeared to the side and Jay darted down it, thankful for the lack of people in it.
It was extremely chilly in the alleyway, and oddly quiet. All sounds from the crowd vanished, as though someone had closed a door. It didn’t feel right, and Jay contemplated the alley. He shrugged, and pressed on down it.
A cold breeze picked up, caressing Jay’s hair and blowing a soda can down the alley. Jay shivered from the cold and slowed down, looking back and forth nervously, his heart beating wildly in his chest. He crept along slowly, inching his way towards the other end of the alley. The further down it he went the darker it got, as if all the shadows were moving to surround him…
The shadows were moving, and a voice spoke in his head.
Jay…
“Who’s there?” Jay called, looking around nervously. “I’m the Ninja Of Lightning! I’m not afraid of you!”
A ghost like shape appeared in the shadows, a girl wearing a grey gi with purple flame accents. She smiled, and extended her hand. Hello Jay.
Jay screamed and ran as fast as he could down the alley, holding on tightly to the bags of cotton candy. Behind him the ghost girl laughed, a twisted laugh that made Jay squirm. In a flash he was out of the alley and back on the street, surrounded by happy people carrying partly finished lanterns.
Jay turned and looked back down the alley. Its lighting had returned to normal, the ghost girl gone. Shivering, Jay pulled himself away and headed off to find his friends.
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Changed the font for y'all so it'd be easier to read the chapters since they're long. I'll be updating this weekly, just so that I don't spend too much time on here sharing chapters. Also I need to fix up some of the plot because I just realized the story is darker than I remembered writing it - I got too excited writing a fan fic for myself instead of the LMBs and went away from the kid friendly approach - so yeah gotta change it for y'all so that it's suitable for the boards.
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Post by Lucy_Fu on Dec 5, 2017 6:04:47 GMT
Quick disclaimer - I wrote this before Hands of Time was released so if any of the characters that appear later are not canonically correct, then that's why.
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Post by Lucy_Fu on Dec 8, 2017 8:15:07 GMT
TWO
Kage looked up at the Academy for Mysterious Children with wide eyes. She shivered slightly. It looked too well-to-do for a simple village girl like her. She wanted to go home. She wanted her parents. She didn’t want to go to the Academy and sit through classes so she could learn to use her powers if it meant never seeing her family and friends again. Maybe if she didn’t use her powers, they’d go away and she could be normal.
The man who had been asked to take her to the Academy looked down and gave Kage a reassuring smile. He was a kind man, and while Kage didn’t like what he’d done, he seemed like he was a friend. In the part of Ninjago, where everything else was unknown, a friend was a safe thing for her.
Kage nodded to him, and together they stepped towards the doors.
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Post by Lucy_Fu on Dec 8, 2017 8:32:58 GMT
{JAMMERS ON MODDIES ONLY!}
Yeah so this is where the story sorta starts going dark. If this isn't acceptable as a chapter, please let me know and I'll rewrite it. ^_^
THREE
For many people, the Day of the Departed was different. It wasn’t just a holiday to mourn the dead and celebrate the living - it was also a day to face your fears. Most people no longer cared about that side of the day, preferring to ignore it. Other people simply didn’t know that side of the holiday existed. Mystie remembered the days when facing your fears meant things like placing your hand in a bowl full of spiders, or spending hours alone in the dark. The idea was to get over your fears by doing them. Some people only grew more terrified. Others hid their fears so they wouldn’t be used against them. Mystie had gotten over her previous fear. Nothing could make her face her current one.
Mystie headed back down to the village, her cape hugging her body and the hood covering her face. She kept to the windows, blending into them without meaning too - and old habit. She made her way through the streets until she reached a small shop, which was empty except for the owner. Mystie nodded curtly to him as she removed her cape hood.
“Afternoon, Mystie.” called the owner, heading over the the counter as Mystie entered the shop. “Here for the groceries?”
“Indeed,” said Mystie shortly. “And if you please, I’d like some extra eggs today.”
“Extra eggs? What’re you going to do, throw them at people’s homes?” the man chuckled as he grabbed a paper bag from beneath the counter. He was somewhat of a fool, not knowing when to speak and when not to. His laughter died as he saw the look on Mystie’s face. “Sorry.”
“Do not mind me.” Mystie shook her head. “The Day of the Departed is getting to me. I shall be fine once the holiday has gone by.”
“Of course.” The shop owner placed the eggs in the bag. “Will you be joining us to send of the lanterns?”
“No. I shall send mine off by myself again.” She took the bag and paid the man. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
Mystie carried the bag under her cloak as she made her way back to her home. The breeze had grown stronger and colder, forcing some of the village people back into the warmth of their homes. Mystie drew her cloak tighter to her body and continued walking the cobblestone paths that led to the quieter part of the village.
And then someone screamed.
It cut through the silence like a knife, sharp and piercing, making Mystie wince and put her hands over her ears to block the noise, the paper bag swinging and hitting her in the neck. She stood on the spot as though paralyzed, eyes focused on the direction from which the scream was coming. She recognised that sort of scream. She had heard it before. And she was the only person who had the powers to create that agony. What was causing that person the pain?
The scream began to fade. Mystie hesitated for a moment, then made up her mind and started running in the direction from which it was coming, It appeared to be coming from the centre of the village, where all the activities were coming from. Making her way through the streets, Mystie desperately hoped that it was an accident, and not what she feared it was. But how could it be her fear when she’d done nothing?
The scream was gone now, replaced by silence. She burst into the village centre, straight into a group of horrified people, all of whom were staring at a man lying on the hard stone. Mystie pushed past them to the man, and noticed the surrounding people collectively step back when she reached him. She ignored them, kneeling down by the body. “Sir? Sir?”
There was no response. Mystie leant forward to roll him over, to confirm what she thought.
“Don’t touch him!” shouted a voice from the crowd.
Mystie hesitated, and glanced over her shoulder. “May I ask why not?”
“I think he was possessed by a demon! He started telling people there was someone in his head. Then…” the person trailed off slightly, looked to their friend for support, then continued on breathlessly: “then his eyes glazed over and he started screaming. The demon might get you too if you touch him.”
Demons? Mystie laughed, and turned the body over to look at it, earning a horrified gasp from the crowd as she did so. “Did your mothers not tell you that the true demons of this world are people? This was not the work of the demon.”
Yet even as she looked at him, she had her doubts. A look of pure terror was etched on the face of the man. His eyes, still open, had lost all their colour. They were grey and lifeless. Mystie’s insides tied themselves into knots.
“What did - did that - to him then?” shouted another person.
Mystie hesitated. What would she say? Oh yes, my powers slew a person without my noticing? They would banish her back to the Dream Realm for that - the Cursed Realm even - especially once it clicked who she was. But the Day of the Departed was around the corner, and that meant the boundaries between the realms of the dead and the living were growing extremely thin, allowing spirits to return. She stood up, grabbing her groceries from the ground. “He was taken by a ghost from the past. Someone with unfinished business. The danger has passed. Make sure he his buried correctly, or he may come back.”
The crowd milled around nervously before two young men stepped forwards to carry away the body. Mystie noticed a group of children who looked completely traumatised as she walked away from the village centre. They looked as horrified as she felt, and it took all her willpower to keep herself at a walking pace. But once she was out of sight she broke into a run and sprinted towards her home, splashing through the ricefields.
Once she got home Mystie threw her groceries to the side, not caring about the eggs, and headed straight for the wooden box in her sleeping quarters. She tapped one of the dragon heads, which came out to reveal a golden key. She snatched it up, used the key on the lock and threw the lid open, eyes scanning frantically to find -
And there it was. The grey and purple gi from her past, perfectly folded and completely untouched. It looked the same as ever. Eyes brimming with tears, Mystie closed the lid, locked it and returned the key to its case.
As she cleaned up the mess she made with the eggs in the kitchen, she pondered what happened to the man. Perhaps there was another person with similar powers to hers. Perhaps it had just been a ghost. After all…The Day of the Departed was around the corner, and that meant the boundaries between the realms of the dead and the living were growing extremely thin, allowing spirits to return.
What if a ghost of one of the previous Elemental Masters whither her powers had came back to punish her for what she did? Mystie’s automatic reflex against elemental powers was to use her own powers in return, and that would worsen the matter,
Mystie chewed at her lip as she pondered what to do. The only reasonable option was to seek out one of the sons of the First Spinjitzu Master and seek help, but that would require her to reveal who she was. Would it be better to be banished, or murdered by a ghost using her powers in its revenge? Perhaps risking banishment would be best. Mystie left the remains of the egg on the floor, heading back to her sleeping quarters. She kept a backpack in there, prepacked with anything she may need should an emergency arise. A glance out the window told her evening was setting in. There should be enough sunlight to at least get her to a halfway to the city.
Mystie grit her teeth and went to work on securing the house.
Mystie didn’t say goodbye to anyone as she left. She didn’t want to make up a lie to tell people why she was leaving. There was no point in doing such a thing. They would come to a conclusion to why she left regardless of what she said. Keeping to the shadows, Mystie crept through the now silent city, heading for the main road that would take her to Ninjago City. Most of the people had vanished into their homes, all too stunned and horrified to continue making their lanterns. Mystie didn’t blame them.
She reached the main road unnoticed and followed it downhill. Ninjago City sat on the horizon, glittering in the sunlight as the sun slowly set. Mystie lengthened her strides and found herself wishing she could shadow travel. She shook the wish from her mind and pressed on. Wish it all away…
The terrain soon went from grass to desert as she made her way along the road. Eventually the sun vanished too, and the world was covered in shadow. Mystie found herself relaxing. The night felt more familiar than the day did. Perhaps she should just continue on through the night and not bother setting up camp.
The hours dragged on. Ninjago City glittered teasingly at her. Mystie glowered at it. It would only take her another thirty minutes to reach the first building, but her legs were stiffening up and the bag was cutting into her shoulders.
Kage…
Mystie skidded to a stop, and slowly looked around herself. There was no one in sight. “Who goes there?”
Kage…
“That is not my name.” Mystie coldy announced to her surroundings, glancing up at the sky suspiciously. “Show thyself.”
I’m coming…
A strange feeling overcame Mystie. She wanted to reach out with her mind, smother whatever was talking to her, get rid of it’s existence. She willed the urge back down, back into its cage, and glanced around again.
I’m coming for you….
Mystie bolted. She sprinted towards the city, arms and legs pumping wildly. It occurred to her that she may have been heading into a trap, but she was too tired to be too concerned about that. She would deal with that obstacle should it arise.
There was nothing waiting for her when she finally arrived in Ninjago city, tired and sweaty. There was no one behind her either. Mystie collapsed on the ground and crawled into a doorway, confused as to what was happening. Had a ghost really came into the realm to punish her? Perhaps she was just overtired.
The wind caught up and sent some s paper flying down the street. Mystie pulled off her backpack and lay down, positioning it under her head as a pillow. Limbs aching, body shivering, Mystie closed her tired eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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Post by LordTigress on Dec 9, 2017 14:55:27 GMT
WAT. I am probably presently one the biggest Ninjago fan-fiction fan-readers in all the LMBEs. How in the world did I miss this?? 
*reads*
Whoa. . . Miss Lucy Fu, you have got to be one of the most talented writers here!! Your way of storytelling is vivid, and I could clearly see everything playing out in my mind like a movie! ![[y]](http://storage.proboards.com/6672327/images/WYWPH2VRo26pOFDid7QZ.png) Those creepy bits, though. . . 0_0 . . . You really know how to send a cold shiver down a reader's spine. This is a great way to begin a story and suck in your readers!
I look forward to reading more!
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Post by Lucy_Fu on Dec 10, 2017 4:39:54 GMT
Ehehe, sometimes things slip by unnoticed.
Why thank you! I'm glad you like the story. ^-^ I have to say, listening to music that fits the feeling for a scene really helps with writing it properly. XD
Got a new chapter soon! Hopefully you'll enjoy it.
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Post by Lucy_Fu on Dec 10, 2017 4:44:14 GMT
FOUR
A pretty lady knelt at a wooden platform, weaving a basket out of what looked like cherry wood. She had long black hair that was done in a plait down her back, and wore a beautiful blue kimono. Kage realised she was staring at the lady and quickly looked down at the floor.
“Excuse us, Senpai Maya,” called Kage’s companion, the Master of Gravity. He bowed respectfully to the lady. “I have arrived with the apprentice.”
Senpai Maya looked up, and Kage was amazed by the beautiful color of her eyes. Then she regained her manners and quickly bowed.
“Thank you, Master Ki.” said Maya quietly. “You may leave.”
Ki, Master of Gravity and Kage’s companion from the trip to the Academy, bowed and left the room. Kage wanted to say goodbye, but speaking out of turn would be rude, and turning her back on the Senpai to bow to Ki would be ruder still.
Maya put aside the basket and folded her hands in her lap. “Sit down, child.”
Kage complied, kneeling on one of the cushions.
“What is your name, child?”
“My father and mother bestowed the name of Kage Tatsu upon me at birth.” replied Kage, bowing.
Maya smiled softly in amusement. “What a peculiar manner of speech you have.My parents talked the same way. Not many do these days. Tell me, Apprentice Kage, what are your powers?”
“Do you not know?”
“I wish to hear from you.”
Kage frowned, fumbling with her words as she tried to find the best way to describe the powers she possessed. “I have mastery over dreams and shadows, or so I have been told. I do not think that dreams is correct.”
“Why not?”
“Well… I would say, from my observation, that it is mind mastery. I can enter people’s minds.”
“Can you show me?”
Kage blinked uncertainly. “On you?”
Maya nodded and smiled.
Kage squirmed uncomfortably, then closed her eyes and relaxed. She felt out with her mind until she connected with Maya’s energy. It was a beautiful blue, crystal like, and it moved like water. Kage admired it for a moment, then plunged into Maya’s mind.
Hello, Senpai. Kage saw a picture. It was a young man. His hair was ridiculously spiky, and he looked as though he was attempting to grow a mustache. Kage reached for the picture and gave it a prod. He began laughing, and at another prod he produced a sword from thin air and turned it into flowers. Man and flowers turned into a bowl of rice at the next prod.
What did you do? Echoed Maya’s voice.
I changed thy dream. Day dream. I could change it again if you wish, or I could find a different one to change.
Out.
Kage pulled herself out of Maya’s mind, and took a deep breath to secure herself back in her own body. When she opened her eyes again, the Senpai was looking at her curiously.
“You have incredible control over your power.” said Maya. “What you were told, however, is technically correct. You control dreams. You might have mind control as a side effect, as to change one’s dreams efficiently you would need to know them, their fears and their memories, and you have access to all of that via their mind.”
Kage nodded. That made sense.
Senpai Maya stood up. “I’ll take you to your dormitory. Do you have any questions before we go?”
“Why are you not a Sensei?”
“I don’t normally work here. I’m a basket weaver by profession. I was called in to fill in for a friend.”
“Do you have any elemental powers?”
Maya smiled. “You already know that answer.
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Post by LordTigress on Dec 11, 2017 13:16:26 GMT
* * * Kage squirmed uncomfortably, then closed her eyes and relaxed. She felt out with her mind until she connected with Maya’s energy. It was a beautiful blue, crystal like, and it moved like water. Kage admired it for a moment, then plunged into Maya’s mind.
Hello, Senpai. Kage saw a picture. It was a young man. His hair was ridiculously spiky, and he looked as though he was attempting to grow a mustache. Kage reached for the picture and gave it a prod. He began laughing, and at another prod he produced a sword from thin air and turned it into flowers. Man and flowers turned into a bowl of rice at the next prod.
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Maya smiled. “You already know that answer.
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Post by Naomi on Jan 14, 2019 15:49:47 GMT
This is incredible! So vivid! You an astounding writer! Also,
![[~]](http://storage.proboards.com/6672327/images/ozFsbNeZhKNyVxseYHGI.png) Happy Birthday, Lucy Fu!!
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This is something I started to work on last year, and while it is still unfinished I have enough content to share while I work away on the last few chapters. In spots it features my favorite OC who I named my LMB account after, Lucy Fu, and it stars an entirely new Chaos Master, Kage Tatsu. So yeah hopefully y'all like this it's been ages since I last wrote a fanfic I like heh. 
