When it began
There was only a blanket of dark clouds
As if it was a omen.
What did this bring ?
Nothing but a door .
Is that right ?
Welcome to the Second Dungeon.
Venture into the unknown to retrieve what rightfully belongs to you.
1. Grant must come otherwise the door won’t open. Other entree’s are allowed , however do they really stand a chance here? . .
2. Have a good pair of eyeballs. You’ll need the perception. .
[ 2nd Dungeon] : Abyssmal Core
Can you believe that Grant ran…yes ran from the restaurant where he was about to have dinner with Kasumi, when he heard the voice that called out only to him.
? ? ? ” Come………. Come find me……….. It is your destiny to make me yours. ”
Grant had no idea what it was that had sung out to him, but it was his destiny, and although Grant didn’t normally pay attention to the voices in his head, this one was so alluring, that he simply could not resist the temptation. He had a vision, a vision of a grand door that was built into a rock wall many thousands of feet high. Carrying only his backpack and the two swords that had been gifted to him by the Queen, he was not exactly prepared for a quest, but that was exactly what he was getting himself into. As he ran along, arms flailing and babbling about how he was coming, Kasumi might have thought that Grant had lost his marbles. Well, that was how it looked. Surely she could not hear the voice, but she would have heard and felt the earth tremor as the second dungeon appeared.
The young comic con conventioneer ran on…and on till he had left the city limits and was now running through a field, that was between the palace and the last lights of the city. If he had bothered to take notice, a dark mist was rolling across the grasses, which gave this trek a much more sinister feel to it. How on earth Grant had so much energy to keep mindlessly running towards his goal would be beyond understanding, however, what called him had made a connection that defied logic. This wasn’t about fate. This was about destiny.
Soon the large imposing rock wall monolith was before him. It overshadowed everything, with two tall pylons that went up into the sky, featuring large gruesome statues at the top. Peering down at the man and Kitsune. There was a stairway that led to two ancient rock doors. Carved into the very stone face. Only one problem, there were no knockers, no bells…..no sign of how they were to open.
Approaching the doors, Grant finally bent down and placed his hands on his knees and started to catch his breath.
Kasumi was not, and to repeat, was NOT in the mood for anyone’s crap. The very fact of her ears still being flat on her head while she ran beside Grant, and the look of uncomfortable fear, gave an almost cuter look to her for once. Something that hadn’t been seen yet. You could tell the earthquake had shaken her up, and she wasn’t happy about that at all. Sure, she felt fine from the light now, that wasn’t the issue at this point. It was the fact she was mortally terrified, but she couldn’t let Grant go on his own. He might need the help of someone used to Illusions and other such things. Who knew what was in there, and whatever was in there wasn’t going to be super friendly. She knew that, but honestly. She didn’t give a flying care in this world. She had to watch out for the kid, especially now that he was going to get himself involved in a hell of a lot of trouble.
Kasumi kept up with Grant easily, but unlike him she was way, way more in tune with such a sinister feeling; the dark mist that surrounded the duo caused her fur to stand on end, making her shiver as she ran, only making her look even more cutesy and nervous. Which . . . hopefully didn’t give Grant any wrong ideas. Even with the physiology of a canine, Kasumi was far faster, stronger and more powerful than any dog. Surely this man could understand that much at least…. could he? How much anime had he seen about Kitsune? Hopefully enough to understand that they were nothing to really play with. Who really knew? She knew enough about the world to know that anime didn’t get everything right, but they got the fact that all Yokai are incredibly strong correct. Insanely strong. Maybe not so to everything, but even so. They were powerful, and they could grow stronger as they aged. Kitsune naturally grew stronger as they grew older and obtained more tails; and considering the fact that their abilities make them completely unpredictable makes it difficult for many people to take them on easily.
Kasumi slowed as they reached the doors, but definitely stuck right beside Grant. Nervous as hell and ready to bolt at any moment. Who could blame her though..?
Fu: Abyssmal Core Gate –> Abyssmal Garden Maze
– The gate slowly opened , creaking as it progressively continued to reveal what laid within. It sensed Grant, and therefore it was content with the outcome , it creaked as it continued to open . How much further until it was over ? How much longer ? The inside of the door would initially shine a blinding white light but dimmered into a ghastly darkness , beckoning whoever stood at the face of it inside. There was no turning back here , clearly danger of some sort would lay inside. The two more or less would have to put their skills to the test . What skills would be most vital here? The entrance had a extremely strong suction that would pull them in instantly and once inside they would find themselves –
– The two found themselves at the entrance of a maze with numerous pathways , and overhead they could see a large white light spiralling somewhere in the middle of the area . The numerous entrances into the maze were quite foggy, all of them were at differing degrees and something felt odd. Something weird. The entrances each gave off a different feeling and it was clear that this was also about luck of the choice , navigation and understanding . These paths were mysterious and lush nature covered some of the pathways and even the thoughts on how to proceed seemed difficult but thankfully a person appeared not too long after. It seemed this person was going to help them to some degree. –
Seeker of the mask
Come forth and choose a path
If it is treasure that you seek
Look for the trail that the birds flee
– The Elderly person cackled and turned, walking towards one of the pathways of the maze before the figure itself collapsed upon itself and left only the robe and the orb that it held , upon inspections of the other pathways ; only one path : The left-center path held several bird feathers at the entrance . What was the choice these two will make ? –
Abyssmal Core Gate –> Abyssmal Garden Maze
Like something out of a really cool questing game, or even a wicked old adventure movie, the great wall of rock groaned loudly. Bits of small broken rock tumbled down, as the side of the mountain was preparing to open its belly to the pair that stood before it’s doors. Having been totally consumed by the voice inside his head, it was only now that he realized that Kasumi the Kitsune had been right by his side the whole way from the restaurant. And to top it off she didn’t even look like she had broken a sweat in the run from town. It made him realize that the girl was not about to leave him to a possible dangerous fate behind those doors. For a moment, Grant wondered if he could live with himself if something happened to the Kitsune.
Light. Blinding enough to make the pair almost heed to turn their heads away as it was simply too dazzling for words. This was what welcomed the pair. “Woah.” Grant was one of few words when it came to something as marvelous and fanciful as what they were facing. Grant needed to shield his eyes, till the strong light started to fade. The inner power had now felt that the chosen one was finally here.
But before he could speak again, there was a vacuum like pull that occurred as the doors opened fully. This meant that Grant and Kasumi were both dragged into the massive temple like building. Their feet scraping along the ground as the power within brought them deeper inside. It was only when they were inside that the doors closed in behind them.
Grant spun around sharply. Trying to get his bearings, and also seeing that the doors were indeed shut tight. Trapping the pair inside. The only way to go was forward. What confronted the pair was a massive maze, and in the distance you could see the spiraling affect of a bright light at what might possibly be the center of it all. But which way to go? That answer would come in the shape of a being that approached Grant and Kasumi. Grant kept looking behind the individual, still trying to take in all he could about the maze. Lush and dark, it looked to house exotic creatures, if he didn’t know better. Like on some strange island. Only this was in the side of a mountain.
Seeker of the mask
Come forth and choose a path
If it is treasure that you seek
Look for the trail that the birds flee
Seeker of the mask? Grant wondered for a moment, and then realized that the elderly person was talking to him. Grant touched his chest to show he questioned that it was him, before lowering his arm and then taking heed of the first instruction. Come forth and chose a path
With multiple paths, it was a case of which one to chose, but the riddle continued that if it was treasure that he sought, then he needed to look for the trail that birds flee.
The elderly robed man then walked into one of the other paths and collapsed in on himself, taking the orb with him. Like a guide, but one that only gave away clues, not clear instructions.
“Look for the trail that the birds flee.”
There was one, that had several bird feathers at the entrance. Now, if a bird panics and flees, they often drop tail feathers. it was not uncommon. Bending down, he picked up one of the feathers and then stared down that path.
“I’m going to try this one. Birds were here.” Motioning for the Kitsune to follow. Grant started down the left center path.
Kasumi was completely on edge, as aforementioned; though, as one might expect, she swallowed that fear and stayed next to Grant. Completely, and utterly, ready and willing to pick him up and bolt at the slightest sign of any real danger to his health. Of course, that’s when the doors began to open, and her hand flew back and gripped the handle of the nearest weapon she had without having to create one. Hirai Hime, the very weapon that her father had given her; a weapon that she held entirely dear to her heart as it was the last connection to him that she had. Without much thought behind the action, she drew the weapon, extending it and morphing it into its true state with every moment that she pulled it from its sheath; revealing a three foot long katana with a white blade and a white wire hilt-wrap. Her grip was loose on the weapon, letting its tip point away and out from her body towards the ground; keeping it out of her way whenever the duo got dragged straight into the place.
Kasumi too, just as well as Grant, listened to the woman’s words, only with less excitement and far more caution. Something that should have been obvious to anyone; but then again, Grant wasn’t the brightest crayon in the box when it came to things like this. Kasumi was actually looking back and forth between several of the paths, trying to discern a bit of information from them using her sight, smell and hearing but to no avail until Grant immediately said something about going down a path. While she had noticed the feathers, caution was ruling her actions at the moment, not her predator instincts; she was a sentient being after all, she did have a train of thought other than hunt, kill, repeat. Kasumi ran up to him, walking with him while speaking in an almost impatient tone of voice.
“Mister Taylor, are you nuts? I understand your excitement, but caution and common sense should be pr-“
Kasumi let out a sigh, cutting herself off at the beginning of a word. This wasn’t the time to be lecturing him, no; if they got out of this alive on the other hand…. Well, he was in for a damn good lecture from her. Kasumi looked up at him as they walked, keeping pace with ease while also giving him room to avoid hitting him with Hirai Hime, as much as she would love to give him a few gentle taps on the head with the back of the blade.
“Never mind, enough of my own idiocy. God knows I’m not always the most sensible. What’s your plan then? Since you rushed in here like a madman.”
At that, Kasumi gave a small laugh, her head dropping before she looked back up at the man with a smile.
“Let’s see what you can do, aye?”