Post by Dont Play Games on Jul 9, 2005 0:11:00 GMT -5
After coming from the battle of the forest Mioto slowly was upon the chapel steps.......Standing in front staring as if he was staring right through the building.....With a passionate stare he open the old squeaky doors of the chapel.....He looked around at the stained glass windows and the wooden rows of benches......Upon his looks he stared at the ministers preaching point....Almost as if he has been here many times before.....He has been to many chapels but not this one......He walked up the soft carpet to the prayer booth....He sat down upon the hard seats and layed his head back upon the hard wooden wall......His back in a strong posture and his hands to his sides he closed his eyes......He began to reminisce of his past.....A slight tear drop rolled down his face......He was thinking of his parents......The chapel was silent not even a slight wind blow was heard.....Untill the door of the prayer booth flew open.....The sad yet so mad Mioto walked out......Pacing the floors of the chapel he wondered aloud.....
"WHY! why me.....WHY ME! can you answer that!" he screamed staring at the ceiling as to speak to god....
Another tear rolled down his left side of his face....He wiped it off just to feel the scar.....His eyes began to glow and he had replaced his hood over his head.....He sat in one of the benches and stared at the stained glass of a window......Remembering his past....He thought of the demon who had slew his parents...He thought of his lonely child hood.....His thoughts were sad at the moment but could turn Mioto to a death killing machine....Mioto had a soft side to him when it came to certain parts of his past.....He wanted what every man wanted a love life......Then again he wasn't the worst looking man except for the scar.....He touched the soft robe as if he was going to take it off but then changed his mind.......He looked around some more as if he was scamming the territory the place was empty.....He pulled his dagger and looked at the symbol for what seemed to be forever....Time was passing him by quickly now and it had become night......The moon set a quiet and calm drift through the chapel.....Then he sprung from his seat and ran out the chapel door........He was headed to the headquarters.......Mioto was in some sort of rush and had an ambitious look and grin to him....He wanted something and the looks showed it........
"WHY! why me.....WHY ME! can you answer that!" he screamed staring at the ceiling as to speak to god....
Another tear rolled down his left side of his face....He wiped it off just to feel the scar.....His eyes began to glow and he had replaced his hood over his head.....He sat in one of the benches and stared at the stained glass of a window......Remembering his past....He thought of the demon who had slew his parents...He thought of his lonely child hood.....His thoughts were sad at the moment but could turn Mioto to a death killing machine....Mioto had a soft side to him when it came to certain parts of his past.....He wanted what every man wanted a love life......Then again he wasn't the worst looking man except for the scar.....He touched the soft robe as if he was going to take it off but then changed his mind.......He looked around some more as if he was scamming the territory the place was empty.....He pulled his dagger and looked at the symbol for what seemed to be forever....Time was passing him by quickly now and it had become night......The moon set a quiet and calm drift through the chapel.....Then he sprung from his seat and ran out the chapel door........He was headed to the headquarters.......Mioto was in some sort of rush and had an ambitious look and grin to him....He wanted something and the looks showed it........