Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30071669-20161231054653/@comment-30071669-20170102202635

"hahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" I laugh suddenly and my demeanor changes to be much more serious. "Well, you certainly are the man I expected you to be," I say to Isaac. "But, I really am just an alchemist. Its just . . . I was raised and trained by the most powerful and ancient of Vampires, the Mistress of Sealing, Akasha BloodRiver. She is my mother . . . and the person that I am searching for now. I need her to help me . . . create a perfect world."

At that moment, the katana in my hand shimmers and a pretty girl appears beside me. She has ice blue hair, an eyepatch over her left eye, and is wearing a school uniform. She is Yuki, the true form of my cursed-sword katana. "Grif-sama," Yuki says in a flat, emotionless voice, "if you plan to get serious, perhaps it would be better to switch. I am rather exhausted from that last attack, and Luka is awake now anyway."

"Ah, sure thing," I say. I sheathe Yuki and then pick up my ultimate weapon and wife, Luka, the claymore cursed sword that I left stuck in the ground. "You ready?" I ask. "Of course," a regal sounding voice emanates from the sword. I remove my eyepatch on my right eye. Slowly, it opens, revealing a eye that is black with a crimson iris and slit like pupil. I turn towards Isaac and say, "As promised, I'm almost 100% serious now."