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Reveal the Never Found Now
Who: Soujirou Seta, OPEN
Where: Libra Ward
When: February 4th, the 13th Hour
Summary: Another world to get used to- better train!
Warnings: N/A
It only made sense to him that if he was expected to fight and protect others in this city, then he had better figure out if there were any differences in doing battle here. The most obvious way to go about it was to experience it firsthand, even though he was sure that his guild members would have objected to his doing so alone.
Still, Soujirou wouldn't be able to deny the slight thrill he felt in preparing to venture out at night. Even though he probably appeared oddly dressed in his full battle equipment, he was comfortable in it, as he felt a Level 90 Samurai should be. He had no problems walking around like this, especially given that Adventurers already had a much better stamina than they would have had in the Old World.
He wasn't even sure he'd find anything around this Ward, and it wasn't as though the guide that Kotoha had shown him had said much about demons other than that they were around this mysterious "13th Hour." He doubted they had particular respawn points...
Pausing, Soujirou had to laugh at himself as he realized he was slipping into game-thinking again. He tapped a knuckle against his head with a sigh. "I guess even with the surroundings being so different, I still can't help but think I'm in a game," he said to himself, glancing down at his gear with a muted smile.
Not a second later, the easy expression had faded as he tensed, his hand slipping to one of the two katana sheathed at either side of his waist. Was that a noise, just now? The skies had long since turned that strange if not disturbing shade of red. At the very least, the samurai knew he wasn't the only one out here.
Where: Libra Ward
When: February 4th, the 13th Hour
Summary: Another world to get used to- better train!
Warnings: N/A
It only made sense to him that if he was expected to fight and protect others in this city, then he had better figure out if there were any differences in doing battle here. The most obvious way to go about it was to experience it firsthand, even though he was sure that his guild members would have objected to his doing so alone.
Still, Soujirou wouldn't be able to deny the slight thrill he felt in preparing to venture out at night. Even though he probably appeared oddly dressed in his full battle equipment, he was comfortable in it, as he felt a Level 90 Samurai should be. He had no problems walking around like this, especially given that Adventurers already had a much better stamina than they would have had in the Old World.
He wasn't even sure he'd find anything around this Ward, and it wasn't as though the guide that Kotoha had shown him had said much about demons other than that they were around this mysterious "13th Hour." He doubted they had particular respawn points...
Pausing, Soujirou had to laugh at himself as he realized he was slipping into game-thinking again. He tapped a knuckle against his head with a sigh. "I guess even with the surroundings being so different, I still can't help but think I'm in a game," he said to himself, glancing down at his gear with a muted smile.
Not a second later, the easy expression had faded as he tensed, his hand slipping to one of the two katana sheathed at either side of his waist. Was that a noise, just now? The skies had long since turned that strange if not disturbing shade of red. At the very least, the samurai knew he wasn't the only one out here.
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"And you said you conquered Earth? You must be really powerful then! How long have you been here, Desco? Ah, or should I call you Queen Desco?"
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"Hmhmhmhm! Desco is level 9999! And Desco is a tyrannical overlord of the people, so she won't insist on being addressed as Queen Desco - unless you really want to, anyway!"
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"-uwah!! Level 9999??! That's amazing! And I thought being at Level 90 was something- not that we can even go beyond Level 100 with the new expansion but still! Awesome! Desco, that's so cool!"
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"Hmhmhmhm! Desco accepts your praise with the proud and dignified grandeur of a Final Boss!"
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"Yes! Desco has been here for over a year! She has even had a character arc that ended in upgrading her Persona!"
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Still, Soujirou's smile is genuine as he nods, listening to Desco. He folds his arms. "Ah, that sounds great! I haven't really gotten to talk to anyone much about these Personas yet, but they sound pretty interesting."
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A blue glow surrounds her as she summons her current Persona.
"But now it is Yog Sothoth, the key and the gate!"
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Slight pause.
"Desco can sense the presence of weak mobs nearby! Would you like to go grinding with her?"
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The young samurai tilts his head inquiringly as Desco pauses then. "-eh? You can?" he asks once she speaks again, breaking into a grin at the invitation that follows.
"Sure! Please lead the way!"
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"Yes! When Dragonlord became Yog-Sothoth, Desco switched over to a Support-type Persona user!"
As they turn the corner, the pair is greeted with a pack of fierce-looking monsters. Desco floats to the side a little and makes a gesture of invitation.
"Feel free to go first!"
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Soujirou follows along, stopping short once their targets in question are visible. "Huh, these guys look pretty ugly," he murmurs, but he draws his blade, smirking a little. He nods, settling into a familiar stance.
"All right then, here I go!"
Darting forward, he decides to start right down the middle. He's a tank, after all, so it's out of habit that he acts to gain their attention, greeting the foremost of the pack of ogretails with a broad but powerful slash.
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"Primal Force!"
Desco aimed the attack at one of the Ogretails in the back, blowing a hole straight through it. What's left of the monster - legs, tail, small portions of torso - totters unsteadily before falling over and dissolving into black goo that quickly evaporates.
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So far, so good! he thinks. The creatures do indeed seem low-level, so the samurai isn't worried about their numbers at all. Besides, between him and Desco, the Ogretails definitely wouldn't last.
It's the sound of the creatures as they fire off their tail spikes that catches his attention, and it's more out of reflex that Soujirou jumps back, sweeping his katana up into a defensive position. Even though Desco boasts a much higher level than him, it's out of habit that he takes up a protective position before her.
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"True Godly Weapon."
The explosion blows away the rest of the Ogretails attacking at range as Desco beams with self-satisfied pride.
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It's all he gets out as Desco goes on to completely obliterate the monsters before them. He shields his eyes from the blinding blast, staring thereafter in awe at the demon girl's handiwork.
"...whoa..."
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"As the Final Boss, Desco is a mid-range tank character! Her impenetrable defenses are complimented by her wide variety of mid-range AoE attacks!"
Grin grin.
"This is balanced out by her low movement rating and situational stat bonuses, of course. Desco is strongest when surrounded by girls! Truly, she is a Final Boss worthy of the smash hit Disgaea SRPG series!"
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He laughs. "I haven't played many RPGs of that sort, but I'm not all that great with tactics, I'll admit. That's more Shiro-senpai's forte." He smiles over at Desco again.
"But at least I know I won't have to worry about Desco-chan. Even if you don't need my help, I would like to offer it when I can, regardless."
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With that, Desco draws on the power of Yog-Sothoth, the Key and the Gate, and opens a portal back to her house, which she quickly ducks through. It takes maybe thirty seconds for her to come back out, perched on top of a thing, grinning broadly with shark-like teeth.
"Behold, Desco's favorite pirate ship, the Miss Fuka! It looks just like Big Sis!"
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He's not sure how that thing makes up a ship, but who's he to argue? "That's...a very unique looking ship!"
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And now she is making a beckoning gesture.
"Now, hop on and we'll go raiding!"
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