Abomination
06-22-08, 04:18 AM
Were Homun destined to have come here before, he would've found himself a different sort of anticipation. When he approached the monks, he was told that he was in luck. There was an opening for a Warrior spot, since the previous occupant of that rank had vanished with a challenge yet to be answered. The Homunculus remembered seeing a name as he was coming here, the news of a new Grandmaster in town named Teric Bloodrose. The name was familiar to him, and in the dull void of his mind any spark of interest became an immense source of anticipation.
"Not yet," said the monk, endangering his own life with those words. "To get to the Grandmaster, you must first go through the ranks."
Homun didn't understand. He glared at the monk, his hands twitching as if he could snap at the monk at any moment.
"What I mean is... the ranks are like doors. You have to go through one door to get to the other. The Grandmaster is behind the last door."
That made more sense. He was guided to the first arena. He was lead into a stone room, and once he was in the center of it the monk told him to wait and left. Two purple fluorescent lights clung to the ceiling above him, and the gray stone cracked when he stomped his foot onto it. It felt like any sufficient force would cause entire chunks of it to shatter. The only other source of light was through the thick, stone doorway, which was going to close once Homun's opponent entered. Once the door locks in place, the only way to open it was from the outside. Gas would start seeping into the room; poisonous gas with a myriad of harmful effects. Homun wasn't exactly aware of any of this, since he decided to come here before the monks were finished speaking. He wasn't aware that he could've picked some sort of other arena.
Waiting was now easy for him. He looked up at the lights, their deceptive glow told them they were weak. Not noticing the footsteps in the hallway, he continued staring upwards.
"Not yet," said the monk, endangering his own life with those words. "To get to the Grandmaster, you must first go through the ranks."
Homun didn't understand. He glared at the monk, his hands twitching as if he could snap at the monk at any moment.
"What I mean is... the ranks are like doors. You have to go through one door to get to the other. The Grandmaster is behind the last door."
That made more sense. He was guided to the first arena. He was lead into a stone room, and once he was in the center of it the monk told him to wait and left. Two purple fluorescent lights clung to the ceiling above him, and the gray stone cracked when he stomped his foot onto it. It felt like any sufficient force would cause entire chunks of it to shatter. The only other source of light was through the thick, stone doorway, which was going to close once Homun's opponent entered. Once the door locks in place, the only way to open it was from the outside. Gas would start seeping into the room; poisonous gas with a myriad of harmful effects. Homun wasn't exactly aware of any of this, since he decided to come here before the monks were finished speaking. He wasn't aware that he could've picked some sort of other arena.
Waiting was now easy for him. He looked up at the lights, their deceptive glow told them they were weak. Not noticing the footsteps in the hallway, he continued staring upwards.