Snippet #1808753

To the Great North Winds, awakes The Crimson Monk. His blood is going out of control and slowly ripping him apart. This can only means that the Blood Moon is here and will be at full strength. When the moon is highest in the sky, the cloudless night gives him full access to all the secrets in his body. He purges himself and begins to suspend his blood in midair. Forming the ball, using it as a spear, and making it coagulate into a solid. Just as soon as the Monk finishes his lunge and Takeo finishes lunge at the thugs, a rift between their worlds has opened and they have both entered a strange new world.

Takeo is wondering something along the lines of, where the hell am I, why am I here, but its none of the above. Instead he is wondering why on Earth is he on a mountain pavilion about the size of a courtyard and the worst is, it is snowing with summer clothes on. Just as soon as he got to be acquainted with his new surroundings, an essimary came to him about a job. Takeo protested this and said "I am not who you think I am". The essimary said "I know who you are you are an assassin and this is your target for your pay; good day." This entire evening he thought was too crazy to sort out without sleep and wanted to think about this situation another day.