FROM YAMINO TO YAMI 2
"What just happened?" the old man demanded, his voice sharp with urgency. "The stones, the light—what did you do?"
Hikaru's eyes widened as he approached Yamino. "Yami, what was that? Are you okay? What did you… what did you awaken?"
Yamino glanced at the two, his expression unreadable. He flexed his hands, still bloodied but now steady. A faint smile played on his lips as he replied, "I awakened a ring."
"A ring?" Hikaru repeated, his voice tinged with disbelief. "What do you mean by a ring?"
Yamino didn't elaborate. He raised his hand slightly, and for a brief moment, a faint shimmer of light danced around his fingers before vanishing. "It's nothing you need to worry about," he said curtly, leaving no room for further questions.
The old man looked as though he wanted to press the issue but held back, his instincts warning him against meddling too deeply. His mind raced with memories of ancient texts and forgotten legends, whispers of power too great to control. He clenched his fists, torn between curiosity and the weight of past failures, knowing that some doors, once opened, could never be closed.
"Fine," Hikaru muttered, frustration creeping into his tone. "Then it's my turn." He strode over to his stone, his movements purposeful and resolute. Picking it up, he closed his eyes for a moment, steadying himself. Then, with a sharp breath, he brought his fist down on the stone.
The room was instantly bathed in an intense golden light as a beam shot down from the sky, piercing through the ceiling to envelop Hikaru. Yamino and the old man shielded their eyes, the brilliance almost too much to bear. The air vibrated with an otherworldly hum, and when the light faded, Hikaru was no longer the same.
Standing in the center of the room was someone… different. Hikaru's familiar form was now draped in flowing robes of orange and white, the fabric shimmering with an ethereal glow that pulsed in time with his heartbeat. A faint warmth radiated from him, wrapping the room in a comforting yet commanding presence. His eyes, once filled with uncertainty, now gleamed with a golden light, and his very stance exuded an air of quiet strength that left no doubt—he had changed.
"What just happened to you?" the old man asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Hikaru's eyes glowed faintly as he lifted his hand. A circular object, radiant and intricate, hovered above his palm. The chakra was a brilliant disc of golden light, its edges adorned with ancient inscriptions that pulsed softly with energy. Intricate patterns within the circle shifted and flowed like molten sunlight, and a gentle hum resonated from it, filling the room with an almost musical quality. The core of the chakra flickered with raw power, hinting at the immense potential it held within. "This," he said, his voice deeper and more resonant, "is the Sun Chakra."
Suddenly, a cold gust of wind swept through the room, extinguishing the warmth Hikaru radiated. Shadows stretched unnaturally along the walls, contorting into eerie shapes. Hikaru tensed as a dark mist coalesced in the corners, forming ghostly figures with hollow, glowing eyes. Their spectral whispers filled the air, growing louder with each passing second.
"Looks like we've got company," Yamino muttered, his voice tense but steady. Hikaru tightened his grip on the chakra, its golden light flaring in response. The old man stepped back, his face pale. "Ghosts... and not just any ghosts," he whispered. "These are the spirits of those who failed before you."
Without hesitation, Hikaru sprang into action, the Sun Chakra spinning in his hand as he unleashed a burst of radiant light. The golden energy sliced through the mist, dispersing some of the ghostly figures, but more emerged, their hollow eyes locked onto him. He ducked and weaved, striking with precision, each movement guided by an instinct he had only just begun to understand.
The old man watched with a mixture of awe and concern, his voice sharp. "Stay focused, Hikaru! They feed on hesitation!"
Hikaru gritted his teeth, the chakra humming with power as he sent another arc of light surging forward. Shadows shrieked and recoiled, yet they kept advancing, relentless.
Meanwhile, Yamino stood frozen, his fingers curling into fists. He tried to summon his ring, but nothing happened. Frustration twisted his expression as he took a step back, sweat beading on his forehead. "Damn it... come on!" he growled under his breath, but the faint shimmer of his awakening refused to manifest.
"Yami, help me out here!" Hikaru called out, barely dodging an ethereal claw that swiped past his shoulder.
Yamino clenched his fists tighter, his mind racing. "I... I can't!" he finally admitted, his voice strained. Hikaru shot him a brief, understanding glance but didn't waver.
"Then stay back! I've got this!" Hikaru shouted, spinning the chakra faster, creating a dazzling whirlwind of light that pushed the ghosts further back, their eerie wails filling the air.
Suddenly, Yamino remembered something. He reached out and touched the old man. In an instant, a system panel appeared in front of him.
[ You have obtained the key of BLOODYTHAN ]
[ Do you want to enter the key? ]
Yamino's heart pounded as he immediately agreed. The next second, he found himself standing in the middle of a dense, foggy forest. The scent of damp earth and distant echoes of whispers filled the air. He looked around, his pulse racing. Twisted trees loomed overhead, their gnarled branches reaching out like skeletal fingers. Faint, ghostly figures flitted through the mist, their whispers forming an eerie, dissonant chorus. A chill ran down his spine as he took a cautious step forward, the ground squelching beneath his feet. "Where... am I?" he whispered, realizing that the real challenge had just begun. Shadows flickered in the periphery of his vision, and a sense of unease settled deep in his bones. Something was watching him.
Suddenly he looked above his head. a huge snake was coming down from the big trees. Yamino jumeped away. As he was that time he couldn't win that but suddenly he got some new notifications.
[ you have entered the jungle of bloodythan.]
[ Signing in...]
[ Signing in complete.]
[ You get the trait "THE EYE OF BLOODYTHAN PYTHON"]
[ You get the Gear Creating scroll.]
[ GEAR CREATING SCROLL : A special scroll that can make a soul gear with non living meterials.]