Baki
She/Her
18
December 21
Saffron City
Bi
Gym Leader
Officer
oceans of angels, oceans of stars, down by the sea is where you drown your scars
[attr="class","sambam"] "After all, one cannot exist without the other..."You whirl around, not surprised to see her in the slightest. A stain on your memory, on your psyche. It could not be cleansed so easily after all. Even as you steeped your heart in the blackest poison, fell into the abyss, so it would be that she remained. A part of you that you could not burn away, could not excise. "What have I done?"You ask as if you yourself do not remember, as if you're asking her the question. Flickering flames fill your head. Memories you don't care to remember anymore. Death, destruction, a poisoned sea. A helpless girl choked underneath a wave of black sludge, all the gutters overrun with malice, flooding and staining everything in that city with pitch. Coalesced to the very bottom of the underworld. Running to find you there, filling you completely. You had drowned in it, and were reborn as something else. Something that this girl would scarcely recognize. "No, that's rhetorical. You know that too, don't you? You've seen the depths of this blackened, rotten heart. You know, just as well as anyone... the sins I carry, the judgement I'm facing. That's why you've come to me as her, isn't it?"The greatest avatar of guilt conjured from your imagination. "That face of death, it does not become you." You smile. Speaking to the thing that wears her image like a mask. It loves you, heralds the voice of god like an angel. The ruins of a flooded city beneath the sea call to you. Ruins where a pale ghost lingers, who haunts you even now. That is all this is, could ever be. Because this woman is dead. You have heard what it is called by others in a foreign and ancient tongue, swirling amid this vast expanse in your waking dream. You have seen glimpses of its body at the edges of your vision. And the itches of your skin, hints that it still lurks underneath. In your language it is called Nihilego. "Still. You've finally chosen something I can't ignore. I'm sorry, but black and white, they must necessarily fight. Yin and yang. Where they meet, possibility is born."You reach for your waist, feeling the warmth of the capsule in your hand. It is filled with a fire that longs to burn away the truth, make way for what should be. "You can see her too, can't you, Sakura?"Your Salazzle emerges, dripping with a neon venom that scorches glowing-hot streaks into the white, bleached earth. She hisses with acknowledgement, like something quenched in the fire that burns deep inside. She, too, remembers setting that room ablaze, leaving this woman to her fate. "Aha... a walking corpse... magnificent." Tsubaki sent out Sakura (Salazzle)!CLASH 2+20 MP [newclass=.sambam] [/newclass][newclass=.sambam b] color: #d49736; [/newclass][newclass=.sambam i] color: #d49736; [/newclass][newclass=.sambam u] text-decoration: none;border-bottom: solid 1px #d49736; [/newclass][newclass=.sambam a] text-transform:uppercase!important;font:800 15px Poppins!important; [/newclass]
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