Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140407143747/@comment-3293219-20140503194056

Kaizen felt the water hit his face, he quickly found himself breathing it in but his body was tricked into thinking that it was breathing oxygen. He began to thrash, trying to call out  in pain as his knee moved, making it worse, he felt himself slipping into panick and he realised that he had to get a grip.

"You must focus on something, what are you resisting for?"

Kaizen shook his head as tears rolled down his face, he was trained as a killer but no matter what blade they put in his hands or what garbage they filled his head with, he was still just a boy...

"If you break, we'll all die! ''You will die as they won't need to keep you alive, I'll die and they'll slit Belecha's throat! That's if they don't fuck her before they kill her!" The old man reminded him, giving him mere miliseconds before dumping another bucket of water on his face.''

"You aren't holding out for you, you are holding out for us, for her!"

Caius was right, Kaizen had to hold out, for Petra's sake...

Petra...

Her image formed into his mind, wearing that dress that the Imperial girl wore, who had found him on the road. She smiled at him, waving as the dress formed into her shrouded robes and the flowers in her basket turned into knives.

She needs you, to be strong...