Ah gn'th'bthnk kin ymg' mgepnog ng Y' ymg' mgr'luh mgeptharanak gerhman llll ymg'. Ng h' seems cahf ymg' already ymg' mgepah nilgh'rinah ot deal mgng nafl fully. Mg matter ahh hard ymg' l' ah'gotha ah'n'ghft fahff lover marks c' amygdala ahor f' mgr'luh vulgtmnah" it made them type of noises from voice he heard from yesterday but only this time he wasn't cowering with his hands on his ears
Gerhman translated for Ryōshi "What he's saying welcome blood kin and I see you brought Gerhman with you. Also I see you have partial done your part of the deal. For the lover marks on your neck you can't die we amygdala see every thing. That's not word for word but it's sufficient enough." The words about lovers mark made Ryōshi's skin turn slightly pink at the mention of his hickies.
The amygdala reached one of its giant arm into one of the abandoned buildings. The roof of the gothic building collapsed as the reached in and pulled it out with a closed fist. "Ymg' mgr'luh gn'th'bthnk ahor heal nilgh'ri orr'enah ngahnah. Mgng healing mgep'ai ngahnah llll nog price" bringing its curled fist to ground, its black knuckles brush the cobble street as the uncurled from their tighten form. Moving its hand away so it didn't cover the object it now revealed. Said object was a body of person.
The of the person had became a pale grey similar to that of granite. Their veins had turned black as if they injected death into themselves. The body itself had changed from a normal human being, it was now a monster with its long and dirty matted hair to its lengthy arm and legs. The stomach seem to exist no more because he could see the thing Stratford to death. And in the hand of body was a vial with the words blood of the great ones. Ryōshi's face was now full of disgust and confusion as he no idea what's going on.
"Ryōshi's, you know the blood I was telling you about. The same type of blood that ruined Yarhnam." Gerhman soft spoken voice made Ryōshi nod his head while he still looked at the body's dead carcass. "That blood you have in your veins is the same as the blood in that vial. And that not even the end of what evil it can do to people."
All this information was breaking Ryōshi's heart. If his blood did this then what's happening to Mina since he used it to heal her. "So for every time I used my blood to heal people I was just putting poison in them instead?" His voice screamed at Gerhman because if he knew how come he didn't stop him. "You could of stopped me from hurting them if you knew what would happen!"
A loud slap echoed through the air as Gerhman's hand hit Ryōshi's cheek hard. "Listen hear boy." The sadness in his voice was the opposite of Ryōshi's. "That body is if someone abuses the blood and their mind and body become consumed by it. That's not even a fraction of what the blood can do to people. It also hurts the people around them. Now understand that I would never let your friends turn into monsters corrupted by the blood." Gerhman lowered his hands onto Ryōshi's shoulder.
"I will tell you more about the blood later but for now, we must focus on why we came here in the first place." Gerhman faced the amygdala after speaking and just nodded at it as if they had knew something Ryōshi didn't. Again the amygdala started to put it's hand out of sight and grab something.
(Short chapter yes but the next one I promise won't be filler)
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My quirk is called Paleblood
FanfictionA boy whose quirk allows his blood can heal people but the side affects can cause hallucinations to the owner. He's in for a rude awakening when during the hero exam a near death experience reveals the true reason why his quirk is called pale blood...
