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| - Previous Chapter: Those that walk the path of Darkness Echo's body convulged multiple times, and he noticed the yoki cross his mother gave him to symbolize their bond was fading away. Concentrated bursts of yoki began blasting through his skin forcefully and reducing his body to almost nothing. After several seconds of quietness yoki began to gather, but not any normal kind of yoki. Pitch black wisps gathered, countless whispers heralding what was to come. Suddenly Echo's body reformed, but it was different. His shoulders were much more broad, and he was now irregularly muscular along with gaining several inches of heighth. His eyes were now onyx black, equally reflective as an animal's. His expression was blank, not content or displeased, and his hair was now pitch black, hanging over his
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| - Previous Chapter: Those that walk the path of Darkness Echo's body convulged multiple times, and he noticed the yoki cross his mother gave him to symbolize their bond was fading away. Concentrated bursts of yoki began blasting through his skin forcefully and reducing his body to almost nothing. After several seconds of quietness yoki began to gather, but not any normal kind of yoki. Pitch black wisps gathered, countless whispers heralding what was to come. Suddenly Echo's body reformed, but it was different. His shoulders were much more broad, and he was now irregularly muscular along with gaining several inches of heighth. His eyes were now onyx black, equally reflective as an animal's. His expression was blank, not content or displeased, and his hair was now pitch black, hanging over his face a few inches longer than before. This new Echo turned towards Shokujin. "Pleased to meet you." he muttered. Shokujin's face was now a very serious and stotic stare, "That thing isn't the boy I met in the woods anymore." he assumed, drawing his blade, the Tessaiga. "Nice to meet you as well." he replied, pretending not to care about the boy's transformation. Echo began to circle Shokujin slowly. "I wonder...Did the fool choose to sacrifice himself to create his true being for his mother...father...or, for his own ambitions?" Shokujin's eyes followed the boy, but his expression didn't change, "Does it really matter that much to you, creature?" he asked the being, making sure he did not call the creature by the boy's name. "Creature? My name is Echo, I am the true Echo. The child was a temporary shell, his mother's wish wasn't a possiblity. She was a prophetess, and thus forsaw my creation. She knew it was impossible to avoid, yet for whatever reasons she was intent on sealing me away." Echo corrected Shokujin. Shokujin remained unimpressed, "I choose to call you Creature. Echo was a much more delightful child. 'True' Echo or not, I do not see you as Echo, as you aren't the Echo I was first acquainted with. And now the matter of your death comes to hand. Should I do it gruesomely, or slowly? Your pick." he said, almost sarcastically. Echo slowly swiped his bangs to the side. "Actually, I'll need to leave now if I am to track the sorcereror's murderers, step aside or follow." he demanded coolly. Shokujin pointed his blade at the boy, "C, none of the above. I'll fight you here." he said confidently , "Either relinquish control of the boy or lose your head, those are your only options." he said, as rumbling was felt in the chamber. "I see." responded the black haired teen. "Let's begin then."
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