Itching the side of his head he peeked one eye open to see the flashing sign of a little mail icon. There was only one person who he knew would mail him this early. Closing his eye and laying back down without reading what the mail had said, he reached one arm up and started typing without looking.
"..Do you want to die....This is too early!"
He swiped his hand over the do not disturb icon and fell right back to sleep the moment his hand dropped.
(8am in the morning)
It wasn't until about 8 in the morning before he got up in a daze. Another day in Eden, he still wasn't use to the blue hair, even after a year. With a long exhale he ran his hand through his hair, swiping it over to the one side, as always. And as always he went to his clothes icon to put on his battle clothes. Or more to say his every day clothes, not many notice, or so he thinks.
Swiping through the menu he pulled up a listing of some of the Guilds that would be into the tournament, but none interested him. Today was the day he was going to go out and see for himself what they might be up against. It was better that way. And even though he looked 'too flashy' to most people, he never showed that he was strong, nor did he not show it, he always tried to keep himself average on the battlefields. Closing that he changed his menu into the average players menu, discarding the Game Master's menu and hiding into locked files.
Stretching he got off the bed and kicked the door open with a tap of his foot, while rubbing his abs with his hand and patting his mouth as he yawned. He was never a morning person, he was a night owl and always will be. The sun was one thing he never cared for, it was always the night that held his interests. Something about it was more eye taking than the light of day.
Making sure he was well stocked before taking off he opened up the flash mail. With a few quick types he sent Cielo a message.
"I'll be out for quite some time. If you want to come, I'll be in the for about an hour."
~ Swishhhh ~ Message Sent ~
MAC ANU City was huge and the Old European feeling was definitely about it. The place had too many people and the buildings had no color but tan and brown and stood way too tall. To Akuma this was considered a boring town. The creation was great, for those laid back city type of people or family kinds of people. Honestly, it was sort of made for that. But, he helped make it because he hated it, not because he enjoyed it, but could it have been hate, was it more like a jealousy? Who could remember it's been years, this was one of the first cities they had made together, him and Cielo. They were just kids back then.
His eyes narrowed at the city, just slightly, as he walked the streets, lost in thought.
"How can I not remember the reason for this place no longer?...Has it really been so long?"
You could hear the sound of crowds chit chatting about sales, food, bargains, ect. It went on. But he focused his hearing on the sounds of the chains on his boots, clashing together as he walked. While looking at his hand.
"Already a year has passed and still there has been no winners to complete all the levels. Such spoiled brats, only wanting themselves free. Such fools!"
People have always bothered Akuma, he never liked them, he was a solo Game Master, that was until Cielo came along, that was the one person he could sort of get along with. Cielo was also the one person who could put up with Akuma's cold shoulder and harsh words. Sure Akuma's bark is harsh, but his bite is far more worse. I mean look at what he and Cielo has created. They are mad enough to let millions of people go through all this. To let millions of people die or live, and even if they lived through the game, their bodies in real life could only last so long before it gives out and dies. So in a way you could say, in a way, the two Game Masters are murders. But this was something Akuma could live with, he hated them all including himself.