Azazel's Trial
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the lone some Moyer falls to his knees and gasps as the endless site of ocean overwhelms in. He reaches out towards the water beneath him and jumps back from the cold touch. Dark clouds hide the light of the moon, and waves crash all around him as he rises to his feet, stands on the dark water and marvels that he could do such an exploit. After all, no one in the Kazumi clan can use water magic, let alone stand in the middle of a notion. A figure cloaked in black appears before the warrior and his heart begins to race. Fear not, Craven says. The mysterious figure. I am not what you think, so I do not. You are not dead, but you clean to life by a thread. Craven feels his chest and looks at his hands. Nothing. I was cut down by a sword, Craven says. This is a plane in which only spiritually beings may enter. I have brought your spirit into this room, but you will die soon if it does not rejoin your body. I see, says Cravin. If you aren't the one who oversees death, that who are you? Why did you bring my spirit here I am, Azazel, in the spirit who has watched you since birth. Your previous battle has shown you the limit of your abilities. If you were to seek revenge upon that man, you would be palace before him, as you are now.