It’s also dressed in a silly outfit with a foolish looking hat, waving around a black and white stick.Īll in all, the creature looks and acts like a fool, but it is causing the ones behind him to use their irritating noises.
WHO IS ASURA BASED OFF OF ASURA WRATH SKIN
Its skin is blue, it has a pointed nose, and a very sharp chin. The… he can’t quite tell what this creature is. They don’t succeed, mostly because he’s just too heavy to move for their bodies. Getting past the strange blue group of humans is also easy, though they do try to stop him. Landing is an easy affair, as he’d already grown used to flight. Remembered the monster he was accused of being. Most humans didn’t record history in the twelve thousand years he spent dead, otherwise they’d have remembered him. He assumes Jump City might be important enough to write down. A large brick building, with the words “National Bank of Jump City” written on the front. The building he approaches is out of place among the glass behemoths. Not quite as gentle as his Mantra form had it, but usable enough to get the job done. Climb the pillar of Naraka, back into the world of the living. Walk the fields with Ahria, may she rest quietly. The walkway of the city changes, as there are more glass buildings around.Īll he ever seems to do when he isn’t fighting is walk, or climb. Walking closer would probably allow him to remove the noise, or the reason for it, so he does. He hears a large amount of high pitched noises. He would always terrify the people he protected, even now when there were none to protect. He also finds an uncomfortable similarity in the way people will move away from him, or gasp in shock when they see him. Sighing, He slowly walks onward, staying out of the roads to avoid a collision. It is… Strange… to see a city like this, without seeing anything like the automata, or the guardian deities.
Metal constructs, similar to the flying automata cover the roads. Glass buildings stand tall while smaller buildings of brick and stone litter the pathways. The settlement… City? That greets his gaze is at times familiar and strange. Picking himself back up with his legs is irritating, but not something that he isn’t used to, considering all of the times he's lost his arms. He can’t feel his connection to the Mantra Reactor Yasha gifted him, instead the thing in its’ place being similar to the Red light that greeted him in his dying vision. The only thing greeting him, is the dirt. He blinks, and with that blink his daughter is gone. The Rage plaguing him has finally found a kindred spirit.
Instead of being irritated at being reminded of things such as the Gohma, he finds comfort in it. It is an angry red, much like the colour of blood, but glowing. What brings him back to reality is a large flash of Red. Because it means that she was allowed to pass on to a better place, but now he won’t be able to see her again. This thought both comforts, and hurts him. The third, was that he couldn’t see his wife, or any of the so called “ seven deities”.Īs he slowly fades away, his hands, what remained of them, resting on his chest, he realises that he isn’t going to end up where his wife is. The second, was that it didn’t hurt as much as he’d expected. The first was that he was as much a bastard as Chakravartin for making his daughter cry. In the moment of his death, Asura realised a few things.