To lessen in one's own path is to break persistence...
To fear one's own destiny results in damnation for all...
To know one's own limits reveals greater heights...
So move beyond, and achieve to your own delight!
Early Morning - Oceanus: Merchant Borough - 15th Markus 446 AD
The gong of the morning bell came with resounding beauty. The sun had rose, and its rays awashed the city in azure. The buildings glimmered with an almost neon-glow as the sun casted its rays down upon the cascading waterfalls and serpentine rivers. It was serene as the seas from which its edge touches with a colossal port.
But it reverberated across the city skyline like waves washing ashore. It gave Revontheus Siromos a sense of calm, a peace among the coming hustle and bustle of city life. But before relishing in that peace, it was suddenly destroyed by the kick-in of his bedroom door. The hulking man shot up to meet the culprit of this destruction of his peace and sanctity, and found it to be a housemate of his.
This housemate was a woman of modest stature and physique, but appeared to have the strength of a gorilla. Her complexion was well attended to, and her long brown hair had not a stray hair among its locks. However, her expression read one of irritation and clearly something was amiss. "What the hell happened last night Rev!?"
Rev, as he was called, stared at the woman for moment. He blinked once, then twice, and a third time. He was processing the events slowly, but surely. He eventually the connected the dots and realized she was referring to last night's string of fights he got into. He felt his body, and realized the bruises he went to bed with were gone. "Huh.. Weird.."
She gave a confused reaction; clearly unable to follow. "Weird?"
"N-Nevermind," he swatted away the subject and came back to her greivances by saying, "Those fights were barely anything.. The last one wasn't even a real fight, the guy literally shat himself before I even had a chance to swing on him! You gotta trust me on this Caesia, I wasn't actively going out there looking for those fights! Those fights came to me!"
Caesia, as she was called, looked at him with a dangerous expression. However, she had let her anger simmer when she realized that he didn't have a scratch on him. "I guess since I don't have to tend to you, it's alright.. I thought I was going to have to waste my medical supplies on you."
"Shit Caesia, thanks for the support," he rolled his eyes and rolled the back of his neck releasing some built up tension in his neck.
"Welcome muscle-brain!" She slipped out at that realizing that the situation was resolved resolutely.
He sat there on his bed, in ample confusion; unsure as to what just happened. However, he couldn't exactly focus on that strange shit and decided to really dial in on his gig for tonight. He was going to work as a bouncer for a prestigious nightclub on the noble-side of town. This one was paying platinum for the job, so he couldn't refuse it. Thus, he wanted to be ready for anything.
He got up from his bed, and embarked for the bathroom where he proceeded to get himself ready for the long day ahead. He had errands to run, and those errands were things he wasn't exactly proud of doing. But, they needed to be done if he was going to stay here in this merchant woman's lavish house. "Ugh.. Why couldn't she do all this, instead of having me do it??"