Erenkuron66
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Eren was an exception that nobody expected. Someone who lived a majority of their life in the confederacy, entering the academy, without any kind of background check. Nobody knew who he was... at least not here.
A sense of nervousness was throughout the building as Eren stepped into the arena. He looked calm and collected, but everyone watching him seemed almost afraid. Afraid of what he would do, afraid of what the trials would do to him. He was seen as almost savage-like to the masses, he thought... but that didn't matter. All he knew now, was to fight... to survive... to thrive when the odds are against him. And that was what he would do.
He heard the other end of the arena closing off, before his side did as well, trapping him inside with whatever lied ahead. So, after a moment, Eren walked quickly towards the center of the arena.
The jungle around him was so thick, he could barely see. However, he could still feel the presence around him, only vegetation and wildlife...
Eren brought his hand up, balling up his fist as he reached a small cliff, about 20 feet down. He thought for a moment before walking uphill on the ledge, watching his side to keep from anything pushing him off the edge. Soon enough, he reached the top, where he could see a large area of the arena. Though, he saw nothing of his enemy.
"Boo."
Eren spun around, looking down the slope as a man in black armor and a red mask looked at him, about 5 feet away.
"Well, this has been a fun little chase, but I believe this battle has come to an end. Nobody beats the trials on their own, especially not someone from the confederacy. Now, just surrender before you get hurt." He chuckled and walked forward before Eren looked the man in the eyes, smoke rising from his hands and forearms. "Well, then I suppose I'll just be the first." He swung, the man sidestepping. However, Eren stopped his arm's motion and opened his hand, a ball of smoke shooting into the man's chest. He was knocked backwards, the smoke staying on his chest, eating away at his armor. "What the hell...?" The man said as he looked back to eren, before angrily running up, taking out a dagger. Eren ran forward as well before sliding past the man as he lunged, quickly speaking. "духи, спрячь меня от света." A plume of smoke surrounded Eren, and in a flash, he was gone.
The man looked around for a moment, ripping off what was left of his chest piece. He looked around for a moment, before sighing, walking towards the forest while gripping the dagger tightly.
"Olly Olly oxen-fried... come on out, confederate slime."
As he spoke, a quick rustling came from above. He looked up, a ball of purple light emitting in his hand. He looked for a minute before hearing another behind him, turning around and sending the ball of light shooting into the trees. He looked around a minute before Eren finally appeared, right behind him.
Eren grabbed the man, the smoke dissipating and letting Eren become visible once more. He sent his enemy into a tree, the wood cracking from the impact. He pulled him back and shoved him into another, the tree breaking and if it had not been surrounded by others, it would have fallen right there.
Eren threw the man back, the man grabbing a trunk as he leaned back into a bush, bringing his dagger out and slashing at eren. He dodged it for a moment before kicking the blade up into a branch and jumping, grabbing the hilt and using it to kick the man back.
He fell to the edge of the cliff, just in front of the ledge as Eren walked towards him. He stood just in time for the man to look at him and speak. "Come on, man, just give me a chance!" Eren shook his head and grabbed him by the throat, taking his mask off and looking at the man's face.
He had a brand on his cheekbone. A star, and a sickle. Eren remembered the brand, it was used on those of the confederacy who defied Romanov... those who became slaves.
Eren backed up for a moment, the man deviously smiling and raising his hand, a purple ball of light in his hand. "See ya."
Eren grabbed his hand and twisted, a crackling in the man's elbow making him yell in pain and walk backwards, tripping and falling off the ledge. Eren looked down at the man's body on the bottom of the cliff, sighing. "Увидимся в другой жизни, друг." Eren walked away towards the exit, the people terrified at the sight of him leaving without so much as a scratch.
"He must have cheated, nobody wins the trials alone, let alone without any injury!"
"He couldn't have done it, we must find his enemy, he must still be here!"
"This can't be! He is just hiding his pain!"
Eren ignored the many voices, walking through the exit quietly.
A sense of nervousness was throughout the building as Eren stepped into the arena. He looked calm and collected, but everyone watching him seemed almost afraid. Afraid of what he would do, afraid of what the trials would do to him. He was seen as almost savage-like to the masses, he thought... but that didn't matter. All he knew now, was to fight... to survive... to thrive when the odds are against him. And that was what he would do.
He heard the other end of the arena closing off, before his side did as well, trapping him inside with whatever lied ahead. So, after a moment, Eren walked quickly towards the center of the arena.
The jungle around him was so thick, he could barely see. However, he could still feel the presence around him, only vegetation and wildlife...
Eren brought his hand up, balling up his fist as he reached a small cliff, about 20 feet down. He thought for a moment before walking uphill on the ledge, watching his side to keep from anything pushing him off the edge. Soon enough, he reached the top, where he could see a large area of the arena. Though, he saw nothing of his enemy.
"Boo."
Eren spun around, looking down the slope as a man in black armor and a red mask looked at him, about 5 feet away.
"Well, this has been a fun little chase, but I believe this battle has come to an end. Nobody beats the trials on their own, especially not someone from the confederacy. Now, just surrender before you get hurt." He chuckled and walked forward before Eren looked the man in the eyes, smoke rising from his hands and forearms. "Well, then I suppose I'll just be the first." He swung, the man sidestepping. However, Eren stopped his arm's motion and opened his hand, a ball of smoke shooting into the man's chest. He was knocked backwards, the smoke staying on his chest, eating away at his armor. "What the hell...?" The man said as he looked back to eren, before angrily running up, taking out a dagger. Eren ran forward as well before sliding past the man as he lunged, quickly speaking. "духи, спрячь меня от света." A plume of smoke surrounded Eren, and in a flash, he was gone.
The man looked around for a moment, ripping off what was left of his chest piece. He looked around for a moment, before sighing, walking towards the forest while gripping the dagger tightly.
"Olly Olly oxen-fried... come on out, confederate slime."
As he spoke, a quick rustling came from above. He looked up, a ball of purple light emitting in his hand. He looked for a minute before hearing another behind him, turning around and sending the ball of light shooting into the trees. He looked around a minute before Eren finally appeared, right behind him.
Eren grabbed the man, the smoke dissipating and letting Eren become visible once more. He sent his enemy into a tree, the wood cracking from the impact. He pulled him back and shoved him into another, the tree breaking and if it had not been surrounded by others, it would have fallen right there.
Eren threw the man back, the man grabbing a trunk as he leaned back into a bush, bringing his dagger out and slashing at eren. He dodged it for a moment before kicking the blade up into a branch and jumping, grabbing the hilt and using it to kick the man back.
He fell to the edge of the cliff, just in front of the ledge as Eren walked towards him. He stood just in time for the man to look at him and speak. "Come on, man, just give me a chance!" Eren shook his head and grabbed him by the throat, taking his mask off and looking at the man's face.
He had a brand on his cheekbone. A star, and a sickle. Eren remembered the brand, it was used on those of the confederacy who defied Romanov... those who became slaves.
Eren backed up for a moment, the man deviously smiling and raising his hand, a purple ball of light in his hand. "See ya."
Eren grabbed his hand and twisted, a crackling in the man's elbow making him yell in pain and walk backwards, tripping and falling off the ledge. Eren looked down at the man's body on the bottom of the cliff, sighing. "Увидимся в другой жизни, друг." Eren walked away towards the exit, the people terrified at the sight of him leaving without so much as a scratch.
"He must have cheated, nobody wins the trials alone, let alone without any injury!"
"He couldn't have done it, we must find his enemy, he must still be here!"
"This can't be! He is just hiding his pain!"
Eren ignored the many voices, walking through the exit quietly.