by It had only been a few weeks since he left home and it was already taking it's toll on the white haired youth mentally. He would have happily stayed where he was but he was told it was time that he started his journey as he had learned everything that he could where he was. Normally he would have argued with them about such a thing but part of him wanted to see outside of his safe isolated and safe little bubble. Now he was kind of regretting it to be honest "Last time I purified was hm... forty-two sleeps ago" he said as if he was answering a question from an unseen force "I guess your right, it's over due." he scratched his head a little and bowed "I know I have no right to ask this of any of you, but I must... there is no other option, I need your help" he said his voice sounding saddened.
Standing he moved into a clearing his black clothing now changing to a flowing white silk hanfu with sky blue hems, his black blindfold changing to be white, his hair tied back neatly a lotus shaped glowing like thing appearing on his head. "I hate doing this to them you know" he said almost scolding himself as he moved into a kneeling bowed position he felt so foolish but he knew if he didn't do it then the darkness could start seeping out and he didn't want that. After a moment he sat straight his hands going to his knees a harmony of female voices heart "Whether it's only because I am here or all of the the things I've endured" his voice clear as he began to sing out into the forest. "The pain in my heart cries in pain" a harmony of unseen voices seem to sing back to him. "I know if I were ever to be freed, these feelings would always linger" he sang back to the voice almost as if it was a strange two way conversation "What is it like to feel joy?" they sang back "The lives of the suffering, so fragile, they're drifting away..." he and the voices sang in unison. "Fate beckons those suffering" two female voices sang separate from the rest "Is there even a god who exists somewhere?" Advent sang starting to get up in a graceful movement his hands gentle and elegant as they moved "Are we born only to die?" a male voice sang out.
His movements seemed to remain graceful, calm, gentle as he now started to dance every movement seemed deliberate and precise in it's placement "I will break the through, this lie of a pure blue sky..." he sang "driven solely by this loathing I feel inside" he continued if a person was to look close enough they would be able to see the tears that were moving down his cheeks as he continued. He hated doing this, he felt things leaving himself slowly but that meant those he had been speaking to around him would be taking it ad he felt like a horrible person but what was the alternative? He didn't want to think or look at that darkened path fearing were it would eventually lead him.
Standing he moved into a clearing his black clothing now changing to a flowing white silk hanfu with sky blue hems, his black blindfold changing to be white, his hair tied back neatly a lotus shaped glowing like thing appearing on his head. "I hate doing this to them you know" he said almost scolding himself as he moved into a kneeling bowed position he felt so foolish but he knew if he didn't do it then the darkness could start seeping out and he didn't want that. After a moment he sat straight his hands going to his knees a harmony of female voices heart "Whether it's only because I am here or all of the the things I've endured" his voice clear as he began to sing out into the forest. "The pain in my heart cries in pain" a harmony of unseen voices seem to sing back to him. "I know if I were ever to be freed, these feelings would always linger" he sang back to the voice almost as if it was a strange two way conversation "What is it like to feel joy?" they sang back "The lives of the suffering, so fragile, they're drifting away..." he and the voices sang in unison. "Fate beckons those suffering" two female voices sang separate from the rest "Is there even a god who exists somewhere?" Advent sang starting to get up in a graceful movement his hands gentle and elegant as they moved "Are we born only to die?" a male voice sang out.
His movements seemed to remain graceful, calm, gentle as he now started to dance every movement seemed deliberate and precise in it's placement "I will break the through, this lie of a pure blue sky..." he sang "driven solely by this loathing I feel inside" he continued if a person was to look close enough they would be able to see the tears that were moving down his cheeks as he continued. He hated doing this, he felt things leaving himself slowly but that meant those he had been speaking to around him would be taking it ad he felt like a horrible person but what was the alternative? He didn't want to think or look at that darkened path fearing were it would eventually lead him.
