Intro Post
Your voice was the »soundtrack« of my summer
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said
Your eyes are the brightest☼ of all the colors
I don't wanna ever love another
You'll always be my thunder
- Cast forth ιίςнтηϊης, and scatter them; shoot out thine άягошѕ, and destroy them.
”Damn, this day’s already boring. Thought it was gonna be better than the last.”
Stomping around like he was the king of Aeronaticava, berserked Raiha scanned the wetlands for anything that would take interest to his piercing eyes. Nothing probably would; but it was certainly worth a try to find something instead of sitting or sleeping the whole day. Since he was berserked; he might as well go out and do something instead of acting like how he usually acted. Also, if Raiha was lucky enough, he would find someone that could actually keep up with him while fighting.
It had just rained a while ago; leaving the place shining with pure water and puddles all over the place. The weather in Aeronaticava was certainly odd; it’d be sunny and bright one day and then pouring rain that went up to 10 in., making the place look like a flood the next. All because of that girl who was climbing on the elemental. Even though it was an advantage to his own group; Raiha personally didn’t like the weather.
He controlled the thunder after all. Thunder was weak against anything to do with water; which meant the weather was a disadvantage to himself. If it was to rain, Raiha wouldn’t be able to use thunder at all, which meant his attacks were useless because all of them involved thunder. Unless he wanted to electrocute himself; he would have to use regular sword skills in battle. He learned this the hard way when he was charging up a lightening attack; it had suddenly rained. At the very moment many drops came down, the thunder attracted itself to Raiha and shocked him. The only time that he could use thunder in rain is if it was more of a storm than rain. More lightening and thunder would enhance his attacks, making it immune to the rain.
Be patient be patient. You’ll find something that’s interesting soon enough Raiha.
Repeating it over and over in his head, Raiha continued walking around standing upright and keeping a posture as good as God Almighty. He soon stopped near a mossy rock and lost patience.
”Damn it Aero, give me something interesting!”
He hit the mossy rock, leaving a large dent in it, but also making his strong knuckles bleed. Shaking off the blood, Raiha looked up to see a small village with children playing tag or some other. Suddenly, a voice passed through Raiha’s head.
”An intruder.”
An intruder? Did the voice mean something that didn’t belong in this world? Was this the so-called ‘new elementals’ that Raiha’s group was talking about? Raiha was curious about it.
”The archer.”
The voice passed through his head again. So it was an archer hm? Maybe Raiha could test which was faster, thunder or arrows. Slowly walking up to the village, the little kids noticed Raiha and ran off. They knew that he was one of the ‘villians’ that were wrecking Aeronaticava, and they didn’t want any quarrel with someone who could kill them.
Raiha ignored them and came up to a house that supposedly held the archer. He placed his palm to the wooden wall and whispered.
”Lightening Strike.”
His hand started sparking bright yellow colors and the house suddenly exploded into little bits of wood, flying all over the place. Standing in the ‘house’ that was now blown up was a silver-whiteish haired boy and an old man. So much for the old man’s house being ‘safe’.
Raiha looked around at where they were standing. There was a bed and a small trunk. Also a bedside with a small tray of food on it. Of course there was other things that were left from the destroying of the exterior of the house; but that didn’t give any care to Raiha’s attention. It seemed the archer had just woken up from his fall into Aeronaticava. Hm, what a delightful welcoming. He gets attacked by someone. Oh well, it would toughen him up a bit more; since he would need it anyways. Raiha was doing him a favor, well unless he was to kill him.
”Welcome to Aeronaticava. Now I have a question. What is quicker; the speed of lightening or the speed of a flying arrow?”
He smirked, taking out Blare of the Heavens and his hands sparking.
Human ιϊfє is as evanescent as the morning ďεφ or a flash of ιίςнтηϊης.
So bring on the rain
And bring on the thunder
But you just gotta give me time
Strike me down with lightning
And listen to the thunder
