A Nation At War
It was Shikoku.
It was the second World War.
What on Earth is he doing here!?
Apparently, that timeflooding business in the Nexus WAS something he should have avoided. He's just so unused to things actually applying to him!
{"YOU! What are you doing there!?"}
...Including people who felt they could give him orders.
"I stand. I see. Why do you interrupt me?" He'd only a little more tolerance for the Japanese than for anyone else, which is to say virtually nil. Still, don't want to change history-
("Get your filthy rags away from that area! You will not go sneaking and spying around here, you're under arrest!")
...History had BETTER be able to take care of itself.
Suddenly rushing forward, Akuma lifted the brash soldier before he even had a chance to raise his gun. With the slightest effort, the disrespectful wight arced screaming though the air, landing near the bottom of the hill and rolling the rest of the way. Shouldn't be more than broken bones.
("HALT!!!")
Hopefully the platoon charging at him would fare as well.
{Approximately three minutes later}
The last groaning soldier was contemptuously dropped atop the pile of his fellows. Fools, one and all; the war must not have gone on all that long yet, based on how these folk were so arrogant from victory. They would learn soon enough... Wait.
Those mountains to the west...
"Master..." The word was barely breathed, just before he set off at a run.
It's not often you can chat with a loved one you killed, after all.
It was the second World War.
What on Earth is he doing here!?
Apparently, that timeflooding business in the Nexus WAS something he should have avoided. He's just so unused to things actually applying to him!
{"YOU! What are you doing there!?"}
...Including people who felt they could give him orders.
"I stand. I see. Why do you interrupt me?" He'd only a little more tolerance for the Japanese than for anyone else, which is to say virtually nil. Still, don't want to change history-
("Get your filthy rags away from that area! You will not go sneaking and spying around here, you're under arrest!")
...History had BETTER be able to take care of itself.
Suddenly rushing forward, Akuma lifted the brash soldier before he even had a chance to raise his gun. With the slightest effort, the disrespectful wight arced screaming though the air, landing near the bottom of the hill and rolling the rest of the way. Shouldn't be more than broken bones.
("HALT!!!")
Hopefully the platoon charging at him would fare as well.
{Approximately three minutes later}
The last groaning soldier was contemptuously dropped atop the pile of his fellows. Fools, one and all; the war must not have gone on all that long yet, based on how these folk were so arrogant from victory. They would learn soon enough... Wait.
Those mountains to the west...
"Master..." The word was barely breathed, just before he set off at a run.
It's not often you can chat with a loved one you killed, after all.