Dreamer Xei Dresarei
Jun 26, 2018 2:12:32 GMT -5
Post by dreamer on Jun 26, 2018 2:12:32 GMT -5
"Fools, die young to corruption."
Full Name: Dreamer Xei Dresarei
Alias/Nickname: N/A
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Faction:Citizen
Appearance: Dreamer a lean young man of average height a little taller than most guys. With his short, messy black hair and olive eyes. Which on occasions can appear to seem like he has blue eyes. He is noted to be quite a handsome young man, often proven by the admiring gaze of passerby females. He himself, however, does not seem to care much about his appearance and even seems oblivious to it. He does, however, love the attention he receives from guys. He usually wears a pair of goggles on his head slanted to the side, which he got from a pirate who had saved his life. He often wears 3 quarter shorts and skin tight shirts or tank tops. A common color for the boy, he typically wears pink. Dreamer can also be seen wearing a long blue hoodie that reaches his knees, a black zipped-up shirt, red pants with shoes, and black gloves. His highlighting bodily feature is his soleus muscle. Also known as the lower part of the backside of your leg. His main outfit can be finished with his brown leather combat boots with black strings that go past his calves.
Or several other variations of casual clothes, such as hoodies, shorts, pants, long-sleeves and etc. His most common outfit is a white hoodie with blue polka-dots all over the hoodie. With a light pink button-up shirt below his hoodie with dark blue trims. Pairing with his sky blue shorts, with his black wetsuit going past his shorts to his soleus. From behind he carries several keychains dangling from his pants/shorts off of it- one that is most noticeable and worth noting is his three-eyed purple alien keychain. His outfit is finished with his sneakers that are mostly a light pink with a black tip and back with purple accents dividing the two colors. Along with the bottom being traced by white same with the top.
Hair Color: Onyx-Black
Eye Color: Hazel (Olive-Green/Sea-Blue)
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 132 Lbs.
Personality: Dreamer is somebody who can be truly captivating, he is able to shine in almost any situation if he puts his mind to it and always tries to plot out a battle before it even begins. Most would refer to him as a genius, even though the boy has never owned his own equipment for battle he has quickly formed a name among his town and with his parent's and showed his tactics in battle, with their sick twisted games. Dreamer is also loyal to whomever he is close with and considered a friend of his. His title as a genius by friends and family also is contributed by his excessive knowledge of weapons, towns, and places from his years of study thanks to his parents and all the expensive traveling they would do during his childhood. His parents referred to him as a walking living encyclopedia, because of how well he could memorize information on other pokemon. As well as even if there was a disadvantage for himself in a battle he always prevailed and won with his hard work and strategy. However, even though he’s a genius and a natural tactician in battle, he still battles himself with doubting his plans or trying to top his plan with a better one.
However, this doesn't mean that the boy doesn't have his own demons to fight. One of Dreamer's issues is because of his childhood he has had a hard time opening up about himself and is considered very introvert- not by being quiet but by his actions and refusal to let anyone in. As well as his parents being very judgemental people anything outside their own view is considered wrong- like his sexuality. Because of his parents despising gays, Dreamer himself never learned to share with anyone and was considered a book with a broken lock that never opened. Due to his fear of being judged it's also caused Dreamer to be a very defensive person and because he was bullied as a child just because he was different it's caused him to always be ready for the worst and cause friction with him when he makes friends.
Because of his own pain and sorrow, Dreamer has always been a kind and accepting human being, and can be considered one of the most open-minded people in the world. He believes if you're not hurting someone you should be allowed to be you- yourself.
Overall though Dreamer is potentially the best person to have on your side as he will stay loyal no matter what and try his best to keep you as safe as possible as his friend. However, he's probably the most frustrating person to try and get close with though because of his issues with opening up about himself.
Likes:
Intelligence - Who doesn’t love intelligence? Brains make for a easier communication and is just overall attractive.
Aware - People who can remain alert and know what is going on around them make for people who don’t die as easily. He’s not a big fan of people who let their guard down.
Open-Minded - Since he’s a very accepting person he feels exceptional towards people who are just as open-minded as he is.
Faithful - People who can be just as faithful and loyal to him as he is to them are just the people he would love to be surrounded by.
Exploring - He has a natural love for exploring new places and gathering more information on anything ranging from Devil Fruits to weapons and towns. The secrets of the world are out there for us to find.
Dislikes:
Know It Alls - This might be due to fact that he himself is a straight up know it all, but he hates being around other people with the same knowledge as him or people who always try to school others.
Corruption - Dreamer knows the Marines and other lawful people have members that are corrupt and he’s on a personal mission to end corruption whether it’s as a pirate or an unknown threat that they have yet to discover.
Heat - Dreamer has never had a particular liking towards places that are hot in general with no wind or anything to battle high-temperatures because of how he dresses.
Moral Alignment: Original
History:Dreamer was born in the West Blue of this crazy inhabited world. He was his Parents Reiya and Kane's everything. The Kagusei was a really well-known family for its wealth and how generous they were with their wealth. Dreamer was given anything he could imagine as far as he could remember before the dark days. His father taught him how to work a gun, and his mother taught him how to properly use sword techniques with a rapier, he was experienced in both by the time he was eight he had surpassed older men in their late twenties and early thirties who had spent years at trying to hone their skills. Thanks to both of his parents exceptional skills, and their knowledge. As well as the plentiful supplies of books that they brought him with information on the most advanced guns and swords out there and techniques as well as their origins. He was practically a library.
However his ninth birthday everything changed when he decided to tell his parents a secret. A secret most people keep hidden their whole lives in fear of the consequences they’d have to pay. Oh and pay he did. He told his parents that he hated when the girls stared at him and how he was more interested in boys. Suddenly he felt alone in this damned world. The love of his parents and anyone close to him- GONE. He had lost it all just with four words, “Dad… Mom, I’m gay.”
His mother had whipped his back till he bled and passed out from exhaustion as she sobbed screaming that he wasn’t her child and he was under some kind of spell.
His father would punch him any chance he got in the gut.
Then the worst happened. The image of his parents would fully be tainted when he found out the source of their income wasn’t from the dozens of models they designed for swords, guns, and other tools. No that was only a cover-up, in fact, they had the money to start the huge franchise due to the underground slave camps they had on at least fifteen islands. These slave camps had other slaves bring their top slaves at least three of them to ten slaves in an all-out brawl. Then the slaves had to work as a team against the others- or well supposedly some decided to betray their fellow slaves early on because once the other slaves that hailed from the same slave camp died the group of slaves from the very same camp had to kill each other. Sole survivor got to live another year till the next battle.
“Hey, fag. Your mother and I decided if you’re to earn your love back from us you are going to compete in our yearly slave brawls. Bring us home the endless amounts of Beli from these fights and we will love you for- … for whatever disgusting filth you decided to be.” Kane huffed glaring down, as he spat on his son shoving him to the ground.
Dreamer laid on the ground emotionless, he had no other choice… he desired their love and acceptance. He had to be strong and carry on what they asked of him in order to get their love back.
His parents had kept him in a slave camp on an island not far from the gateway to the Grand Line, but it was pretty hidden from the outside world due to the mist that surrounded it.
He wasn’t introduced to the disgusting battle of life and death just yet until he was fourteen he was forced to train for upcoming battles for his parents. However, the slaves slowly became his family- he didn’t talk much but they comforted him with his pain and felt sorrow for him as actual biological families stuck together in the camps but saw how the owners’ treated their own son for being different. Sadly though, what bonds were formed with older members died as they went off to die in fights, only one of them would return out of the three to ten slave rule remained in these brawls.
Once Dreamer turned fourteen his parents had warned him that in the next year he’d be fifteen and liable to enter their death game. Basically, the Kagusei family was the leader of this whole slave predicament, they ran these fights and had a bunch of minor and major slavers donate at the least fifty-thousand Beli to the fight, and the winner got to take all the Beli from the matches. His parents usually donated triple the minimum just because they had the Beli to flaunt.
Even though he wasn’t able to participate in the matches, it didn’t spare his innocence from the horror of slavers. He had watched several matches, slaves that refused to go into the massive arena, which was full of forests and small caves for the slaves to hide it until the time was right. Well those slaves that rebelled, they got whipped till they bled to death in front of the others till another one took their place in the arena. He watched his friends get their heads blown off, or their limbs decapitated by several methods. Some of the slaves had no mercy. A woman who Dreamer had grown close to who he started calling Mother about two weeks ago, had got a spear to her chest, right in front of his side of the arena. The crowd cheered as he slipped from his seat sobbing. The seats were located high-up in these bleachers like chairs that had a perfect view down to the Arena from its twenty-feet tall walls.
His parents lost the brawl this year, but they had purposely put the ones close to Dreamer in this year, they wanted to drive him into a state of madness that sought revenge.
The next year before his birthday and the next brawl he grew close to a boy named Yuno. He towered over Dreamer who at the time was only 5’5” and Yuno was 5’9” he was a year older than Dreamer. The two bonded instantly his name was Yuno Dresae.
“Y’know… you don’t seem like a heartless Kagusei…” Yuno smirked, swiping Dreamer’s black locks out of his eyes. “You’re way more sympathetic and generous than they ever will be.” He chuckled, “Just yesterday you gave your portions to a group of children crying for food all because they aren't used to this lifestyle.”
Dreamer sighed, “Yea… well. Just cause my parents are monsters they still give me double the portions… I can spare some food.”
Yuno, “Do you even wanna be a Kagusei?”
Dreamer shook his head no, he was mute as he stared emotionless at the ground twiddling his thumbs together.
“Well, I love you Dreamer, if we both make it out of here- … promise to be mine? We can start a new life as the Dresarei family!”
Dreamer looked up shocked at Yuno as he smiled, slowly. “Y-Yes for sure…”
From then on Dreamer changed his last name to Dresarei, as his newly founded love, Yuno, came up with a name for them both.
The two didn’t hide their love to anyone as they held and kissed each other willingly and freely. However, the Kagusei family despised their son for throwing it in their faces so for this year they just to teach their son a lesson they had thrown Dreamer and Yuno both in the arena for this yearly brawl.
-
“Dreamer! No matter what we will survive this till the end. But Dreams…” Yuno’s voice began to sound choked, “When it’s down to me and you- promise… Promise to kill me so you can live, live for the both of us.”
They had five minutes to speak freely before the battle. Before they were expected to use the weapon of their choice that they had been supplied with.
“I… Yuno. You were my first for everything- I can’t.” Dreamer’s voice began to crack as he sobbed.
“Dreams. Hey babe, don’t cry.” Yuno tilted his chin up as he kissed him, “For now we fight together I expect you to watch my back from afar with your guns, and I will watch yours with my sword.” Yuno gripped the katana in his hands as he began to unsheathe the sword.
Time was up, a huge gong was ringed as everyone had run into battle. Yuno and Dreamer kept their distance from the battle as they took cover in the trees watching the battles go on. The ones with guns, bows, and anything that gave them a range advantage dwindled out quickly as they were targeted. Of course they were, they had the range- however, it was considered a rookie mistake as they were the first targets and usually dropped like flies compared to the close-ranged slaves.
As it dwindled down to twelve slaves left, four from the Kagusei Camp and two from the North Blue slavers and six from East Blue Slavers.
One of the North Blue Slaves had a huge ax as he applied enough force to cut the tree down in a single hit. The tree instantly fell backward causing Dreamer to lose his grip as he fell to the ground. Yuno had jumped down towards the huge slave who stood at, 6’7”. He had distracted the man by going in to cut his face, however, the man used his ax to block the attack. Yuno took this chance to kick off the man, so he could put some distance in between the two.
“Little boys… prepare to die!” The brute screamed as he charged at Yuno.
Dreamer out of fear held one of his guns out at the brute firing a bullet that pierced his right leg tendons causing him to instantly fall to the ground on his knees. His grip was shaky as tears fell from his eyes, and his emotions ran rampant. Yuno quickly had used his sword to remove the head of the brute.
“Dreams. Thank you…” Yuno walked up to pat his boyfriend’s back.
Dreamer, however, had stopped crying as his eyes began an empty void. He slowly walked towards the last five slaves firing three bullets each bullet taking their own target by vital points, the center of one’s head, another one’s throat and the last one’s chest. Leaving two slaves left- besides Yuno and Dreamer.
Yuno looked at his beloved Dreamer turn into an emotionless monster. He knew it was most likely him throwing away his humanity in order to fight for Yuno without battling his morals. Yuno ran up to one of the slaves who was engaged with another in their own sword fight, piercing the taller one in his chest.
“Oh! Thanks!” The woman smiled, as she sheathed her sword, she was the final slave from the North Blue.
“I apologize,” Dreamer mumbled, but his voice held no sympathy for the woman as he pulled the trigger with his gun pointed to her back.
The crowd roared as it was just Dreamer and Yuno left. Either way, the Kagusei family won whether their disgrace of a son won, or the sick scum of this world that they despised who tainted their son. Yuno.
“Dreams… I love you, but I need you to do this.” Yuno hugged his boyfriend handing him the katana.
Dreamer dropped both his guns from his hands as he looked Yuno in the eyes, “I- What if we go together…? Please, Yuno!”
Yuno began to tear up, “You know what… I’m sorry- how horrible of me to expect you to do this. I love you Dreams.”
With that Yuno had stabbed his own gut with the katana as he smiled in pain cupping Dreamer’s right cheek.
As Yuno began to cough blood as he slowly lost his balance, the blood splattered across Dreamer’s face, before Yuno crashed into the ground.
“Yuno…? YUNO!?-”
-
Dreamer’s screams were interrupted as the side of the arena of slavers blew up into a roar of boos chanting that Dreamer should be killed due to him not finishing his last opponent. Just as they began to open the gates the slavers screamed in pain as their side of the arena began to explode. Smoke instantly filled the arena as Dreamer passed out from exhaustion, he was mentally drained.
-
Once he came through he was on a ship with several other slaves.
“You came too!” A woman with blue hair greeted him. “Sorry we didn’t get to this camp sooner, we were busy shutting down other ones, but when we caught wind of this being the major one we came quickly to shut it down! We’re sorry we were too late to stop the brawl…”
Dreamer blinked, this was a dream right? If he had kept Yuno distracted for a few more mere seconds- he’d… he’d be alive. Life had a funny way of being cruel to Dreamer and yanking away what he loves from him.
The Pirates had promised to drop Dreamer off where ever he wished in the Blues, so he could start a new life. Dreamer had thanked them as he had them drop him off in the North Blue. He spent the next four years gathering more knowledge as he traveled from island to island. Ending up in the East Blue.
Face Claim: Karneval - Gareki
Alias/Nickname: N/A
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Faction:Citizen
Appearance: Dreamer a lean young man of average height a little taller than most guys. With his short, messy black hair and olive eyes. Which on occasions can appear to seem like he has blue eyes. He is noted to be quite a handsome young man, often proven by the admiring gaze of passerby females. He himself, however, does not seem to care much about his appearance and even seems oblivious to it. He does, however, love the attention he receives from guys. He usually wears a pair of goggles on his head slanted to the side, which he got from a pirate who had saved his life. He often wears 3 quarter shorts and skin tight shirts or tank tops. A common color for the boy, he typically wears pink. Dreamer can also be seen wearing a long blue hoodie that reaches his knees, a black zipped-up shirt, red pants with shoes, and black gloves. His highlighting bodily feature is his soleus muscle. Also known as the lower part of the backside of your leg. His main outfit can be finished with his brown leather combat boots with black strings that go past his calves.
Or several other variations of casual clothes, such as hoodies, shorts, pants, long-sleeves and etc. His most common outfit is a white hoodie with blue polka-dots all over the hoodie. With a light pink button-up shirt below his hoodie with dark blue trims. Pairing with his sky blue shorts, with his black wetsuit going past his shorts to his soleus. From behind he carries several keychains dangling from his pants/shorts off of it- one that is most noticeable and worth noting is his three-eyed purple alien keychain. His outfit is finished with his sneakers that are mostly a light pink with a black tip and back with purple accents dividing the two colors. Along with the bottom being traced by white same with the top.
Hair Color: Onyx-Black
Eye Color: Hazel (Olive-Green/Sea-Blue)
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 132 Lbs.
Personality: Dreamer is somebody who can be truly captivating, he is able to shine in almost any situation if he puts his mind to it and always tries to plot out a battle before it even begins. Most would refer to him as a genius, even though the boy has never owned his own equipment for battle he has quickly formed a name among his town and with his parent's and showed his tactics in battle, with their sick twisted games. Dreamer is also loyal to whomever he is close with and considered a friend of his. His title as a genius by friends and family also is contributed by his excessive knowledge of weapons, towns, and places from his years of study thanks to his parents and all the expensive traveling they would do during his childhood. His parents referred to him as a walking living encyclopedia, because of how well he could memorize information on other pokemon. As well as even if there was a disadvantage for himself in a battle he always prevailed and won with his hard work and strategy. However, even though he’s a genius and a natural tactician in battle, he still battles himself with doubting his plans or trying to top his plan with a better one.
However, this doesn't mean that the boy doesn't have his own demons to fight. One of Dreamer's issues is because of his childhood he has had a hard time opening up about himself and is considered very introvert- not by being quiet but by his actions and refusal to let anyone in. As well as his parents being very judgemental people anything outside their own view is considered wrong- like his sexuality. Because of his parents despising gays, Dreamer himself never learned to share with anyone and was considered a book with a broken lock that never opened. Due to his fear of being judged it's also caused Dreamer to be a very defensive person and because he was bullied as a child just because he was different it's caused him to always be ready for the worst and cause friction with him when he makes friends.
Because of his own pain and sorrow, Dreamer has always been a kind and accepting human being, and can be considered one of the most open-minded people in the world. He believes if you're not hurting someone you should be allowed to be you- yourself.
Overall though Dreamer is potentially the best person to have on your side as he will stay loyal no matter what and try his best to keep you as safe as possible as his friend. However, he's probably the most frustrating person to try and get close with though because of his issues with opening up about himself.
Likes:
Intelligence - Who doesn’t love intelligence? Brains make for a easier communication and is just overall attractive.
Aware - People who can remain alert and know what is going on around them make for people who don’t die as easily. He’s not a big fan of people who let their guard down.
Open-Minded - Since he’s a very accepting person he feels exceptional towards people who are just as open-minded as he is.
Faithful - People who can be just as faithful and loyal to him as he is to them are just the people he would love to be surrounded by.
Exploring - He has a natural love for exploring new places and gathering more information on anything ranging from Devil Fruits to weapons and towns. The secrets of the world are out there for us to find.
Dislikes:
Know It Alls - This might be due to fact that he himself is a straight up know it all, but he hates being around other people with the same knowledge as him or people who always try to school others.
Corruption - Dreamer knows the Marines and other lawful people have members that are corrupt and he’s on a personal mission to end corruption whether it’s as a pirate or an unknown threat that they have yet to discover.
Heat - Dreamer has never had a particular liking towards places that are hot in general with no wind or anything to battle high-temperatures because of how he dresses.
Moral Alignment: Original
History:Dreamer was born in the West Blue of this crazy inhabited world. He was his Parents Reiya and Kane's everything. The Kagusei was a really well-known family for its wealth and how generous they were with their wealth. Dreamer was given anything he could imagine as far as he could remember before the dark days. His father taught him how to work a gun, and his mother taught him how to properly use sword techniques with a rapier, he was experienced in both by the time he was eight he had surpassed older men in their late twenties and early thirties who had spent years at trying to hone their skills. Thanks to both of his parents exceptional skills, and their knowledge. As well as the plentiful supplies of books that they brought him with information on the most advanced guns and swords out there and techniques as well as their origins. He was practically a library.
However his ninth birthday everything changed when he decided to tell his parents a secret. A secret most people keep hidden their whole lives in fear of the consequences they’d have to pay. Oh and pay he did. He told his parents that he hated when the girls stared at him and how he was more interested in boys. Suddenly he felt alone in this damned world. The love of his parents and anyone close to him- GONE. He had lost it all just with four words, “Dad… Mom, I’m gay.”
His mother had whipped his back till he bled and passed out from exhaustion as she sobbed screaming that he wasn’t her child and he was under some kind of spell.
His father would punch him any chance he got in the gut.
Then the worst happened. The image of his parents would fully be tainted when he found out the source of their income wasn’t from the dozens of models they designed for swords, guns, and other tools. No that was only a cover-up, in fact, they had the money to start the huge franchise due to the underground slave camps they had on at least fifteen islands. These slave camps had other slaves bring their top slaves at least three of them to ten slaves in an all-out brawl. Then the slaves had to work as a team against the others- or well supposedly some decided to betray their fellow slaves early on because once the other slaves that hailed from the same slave camp died the group of slaves from the very same camp had to kill each other. Sole survivor got to live another year till the next battle.
“Hey, fag. Your mother and I decided if you’re to earn your love back from us you are going to compete in our yearly slave brawls. Bring us home the endless amounts of Beli from these fights and we will love you for- … for whatever disgusting filth you decided to be.” Kane huffed glaring down, as he spat on his son shoving him to the ground.
Dreamer laid on the ground emotionless, he had no other choice… he desired their love and acceptance. He had to be strong and carry on what they asked of him in order to get their love back.
His parents had kept him in a slave camp on an island not far from the gateway to the Grand Line, but it was pretty hidden from the outside world due to the mist that surrounded it.
He wasn’t introduced to the disgusting battle of life and death just yet until he was fourteen he was forced to train for upcoming battles for his parents. However, the slaves slowly became his family- he didn’t talk much but they comforted him with his pain and felt sorrow for him as actual biological families stuck together in the camps but saw how the owners’ treated their own son for being different. Sadly though, what bonds were formed with older members died as they went off to die in fights, only one of them would return out of the three to ten slave rule remained in these brawls.
Once Dreamer turned fourteen his parents had warned him that in the next year he’d be fifteen and liable to enter their death game. Basically, the Kagusei family was the leader of this whole slave predicament, they ran these fights and had a bunch of minor and major slavers donate at the least fifty-thousand Beli to the fight, and the winner got to take all the Beli from the matches. His parents usually donated triple the minimum just because they had the Beli to flaunt.
Even though he wasn’t able to participate in the matches, it didn’t spare his innocence from the horror of slavers. He had watched several matches, slaves that refused to go into the massive arena, which was full of forests and small caves for the slaves to hide it until the time was right. Well those slaves that rebelled, they got whipped till they bled to death in front of the others till another one took their place in the arena. He watched his friends get their heads blown off, or their limbs decapitated by several methods. Some of the slaves had no mercy. A woman who Dreamer had grown close to who he started calling Mother about two weeks ago, had got a spear to her chest, right in front of his side of the arena. The crowd cheered as he slipped from his seat sobbing. The seats were located high-up in these bleachers like chairs that had a perfect view down to the Arena from its twenty-feet tall walls.
His parents lost the brawl this year, but they had purposely put the ones close to Dreamer in this year, they wanted to drive him into a state of madness that sought revenge.
The next year before his birthday and the next brawl he grew close to a boy named Yuno. He towered over Dreamer who at the time was only 5’5” and Yuno was 5’9” he was a year older than Dreamer. The two bonded instantly his name was Yuno Dresae.
“Y’know… you don’t seem like a heartless Kagusei…” Yuno smirked, swiping Dreamer’s black locks out of his eyes. “You’re way more sympathetic and generous than they ever will be.” He chuckled, “Just yesterday you gave your portions to a group of children crying for food all because they aren't used to this lifestyle.”
Dreamer sighed, “Yea… well. Just cause my parents are monsters they still give me double the portions… I can spare some food.”
Yuno, “Do you even wanna be a Kagusei?”
Dreamer shook his head no, he was mute as he stared emotionless at the ground twiddling his thumbs together.
“Well, I love you Dreamer, if we both make it out of here- … promise to be mine? We can start a new life as the Dresarei family!”
Dreamer looked up shocked at Yuno as he smiled, slowly. “Y-Yes for sure…”
From then on Dreamer changed his last name to Dresarei, as his newly founded love, Yuno, came up with a name for them both.
The two didn’t hide their love to anyone as they held and kissed each other willingly and freely. However, the Kagusei family despised their son for throwing it in their faces so for this year they just to teach their son a lesson they had thrown Dreamer and Yuno both in the arena for this yearly brawl.
-
“Dreamer! No matter what we will survive this till the end. But Dreams…” Yuno’s voice began to sound choked, “When it’s down to me and you- promise… Promise to kill me so you can live, live for the both of us.”
They had five minutes to speak freely before the battle. Before they were expected to use the weapon of their choice that they had been supplied with.
“I… Yuno. You were my first for everything- I can’t.” Dreamer’s voice began to crack as he sobbed.
“Dreams. Hey babe, don’t cry.” Yuno tilted his chin up as he kissed him, “For now we fight together I expect you to watch my back from afar with your guns, and I will watch yours with my sword.” Yuno gripped the katana in his hands as he began to unsheathe the sword.
Time was up, a huge gong was ringed as everyone had run into battle. Yuno and Dreamer kept their distance from the battle as they took cover in the trees watching the battles go on. The ones with guns, bows, and anything that gave them a range advantage dwindled out quickly as they were targeted. Of course they were, they had the range- however, it was considered a rookie mistake as they were the first targets and usually dropped like flies compared to the close-ranged slaves.
As it dwindled down to twelve slaves left, four from the Kagusei Camp and two from the North Blue slavers and six from East Blue Slavers.
One of the North Blue Slaves had a huge ax as he applied enough force to cut the tree down in a single hit. The tree instantly fell backward causing Dreamer to lose his grip as he fell to the ground. Yuno had jumped down towards the huge slave who stood at, 6’7”. He had distracted the man by going in to cut his face, however, the man used his ax to block the attack. Yuno took this chance to kick off the man, so he could put some distance in between the two.
“Little boys… prepare to die!” The brute screamed as he charged at Yuno.
Dreamer out of fear held one of his guns out at the brute firing a bullet that pierced his right leg tendons causing him to instantly fall to the ground on his knees. His grip was shaky as tears fell from his eyes, and his emotions ran rampant. Yuno quickly had used his sword to remove the head of the brute.
“Dreams. Thank you…” Yuno walked up to pat his boyfriend’s back.
Dreamer, however, had stopped crying as his eyes began an empty void. He slowly walked towards the last five slaves firing three bullets each bullet taking their own target by vital points, the center of one’s head, another one’s throat and the last one’s chest. Leaving two slaves left- besides Yuno and Dreamer.
Yuno looked at his beloved Dreamer turn into an emotionless monster. He knew it was most likely him throwing away his humanity in order to fight for Yuno without battling his morals. Yuno ran up to one of the slaves who was engaged with another in their own sword fight, piercing the taller one in his chest.
“Oh! Thanks!” The woman smiled, as she sheathed her sword, she was the final slave from the North Blue.
“I apologize,” Dreamer mumbled, but his voice held no sympathy for the woman as he pulled the trigger with his gun pointed to her back.
The crowd roared as it was just Dreamer and Yuno left. Either way, the Kagusei family won whether their disgrace of a son won, or the sick scum of this world that they despised who tainted their son. Yuno.
“Dreams… I love you, but I need you to do this.” Yuno hugged his boyfriend handing him the katana.
Dreamer dropped both his guns from his hands as he looked Yuno in the eyes, “I- What if we go together…? Please, Yuno!”
Yuno began to tear up, “You know what… I’m sorry- how horrible of me to expect you to do this. I love you Dreams.”
With that Yuno had stabbed his own gut with the katana as he smiled in pain cupping Dreamer’s right cheek.
As Yuno began to cough blood as he slowly lost his balance, the blood splattered across Dreamer’s face, before Yuno crashed into the ground.
“Yuno…? YUNO!?-”
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Dreamer’s screams were interrupted as the side of the arena of slavers blew up into a roar of boos chanting that Dreamer should be killed due to him not finishing his last opponent. Just as they began to open the gates the slavers screamed in pain as their side of the arena began to explode. Smoke instantly filled the arena as Dreamer passed out from exhaustion, he was mentally drained.
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Once he came through he was on a ship with several other slaves.
“You came too!” A woman with blue hair greeted him. “Sorry we didn’t get to this camp sooner, we were busy shutting down other ones, but when we caught wind of this being the major one we came quickly to shut it down! We’re sorry we were too late to stop the brawl…”
Dreamer blinked, this was a dream right? If he had kept Yuno distracted for a few more mere seconds- he’d… he’d be alive. Life had a funny way of being cruel to Dreamer and yanking away what he loves from him.
The Pirates had promised to drop Dreamer off where ever he wished in the Blues, so he could start a new life. Dreamer had thanked them as he had them drop him off in the North Blue. He spent the next four years gathering more knowledge as he traveled from island to island. Ending up in the East Blue.
Face Claim: Karneval - Gareki
