Asen

[Changes into an SP]

Asen, not getting an answer from Wynter in days now, winds up packing his bags and setting everything in his inventory. Though he didn't want to leave a friend behind, he had to keep moving both because of the Players that are hunting him down and because he really wanted to take down this wasp queen. Even if he has to do it alone which he most certainly will if he has to. Asen bids his farewell to Wynter as he begins to make his way out of the valley and through the fields. He had to begin descending on down the floors to get to where the quest was and that was indeed a long walk for him since he can't use the Teleport Portals or even use Teleport Crystals and are rather useless in Asen's case since there is no safe zone that he's allowed to enter through yet.

As he was walking upon the Giant Forest that seems to be threatening to engulf him into it's natural beauty as bits of sun can be shined through the many jade green leaves hanging above his head. Then coming around a rather large tree was an Aarnz Hound, a rather small sized brown canine creature as it was standing up to 4 feet as it bares its canine teeth at Asen as it's sharp claws digs into the soil. These hounds are something no one should mess with when they are in pacts for they are the ferocious breed. Try running away from them and it would only entice them to chase you and they are not slow either since they know their way around these woods better than anyone in this game. Luckily for Asen, there's only one that he can see out of and hopefully he guess right when he believes that this hound is alone. He knows that its either kill or be killed at this point since there's little use in trying to hide and run from it. So he draws out his sword with his eyes looking from under the hood at the hound's drooling face as the battle was being commenced.

Asen hesitated at first for his instincts were screaming that this was a trap, though that is more of a defensive mechanism he created in his mental state and it kept him alive at this point. Regardless he ignores his instincts as he takes his hand out of his pocket which holds a pick of what appears to be a stinger of sorts that slips inside his sleeve as he clasped Oikawa's hand. "There's really no need to apologize to me. Frankly I'm just grateful you didn't strike at me so in essence I thank you for that as well. The name is just Asen, and it is a pleasure to meet you Oikawa."

"The Terror of Death is the nickname they started to call me after I took down a certain guild that used to go by the name Sleeping Horsemen. A ridiculous name since they never rode a horse in their lives. But yes Dark Guilds are basically guilds full of Player Killers relentlessly attacking innocent players. The Sleeping Horsemen held a total number of one hundred and twelve Player Killers, of course I took them out little by little relentlessly but I was given that nickname as an omen for all Player Killers and all would-be Player Killers. I wouldn't be surprised if you haven't heard of it until now though. Though the exact number of players that fell to my hands has been lost count over two hundred including those two just a few minutes ago. Since that time the number of Player Killers have actually dimmed to almost extinction. Now the only Player Killers that remains are a bunch of new Killers or really crafty ones that stays solo and is smart on not getting caught. There's hardly any Dark Guilds anymore, except for the last one known as Sabre Cat. They are more assassins and will not hesitate to kill if its for the money." Asen gave a thorough explanation to the player as he pretty much answered any future questions the player might ask as possible.

Asen enters the Inn as well with his orange cursor above his head shining almost as brilliant as the sun since its supposed to be a warning to others. However Asen is clad in almost a complete dark set of armor with a cloak draped on his shoulders as he has a hood covering his head with a black cloth covering most of his face except for his crimson red eyes and the partial of his temples. Asen did a quick scan around the room as he can't remember the last time he's even been inside a building since it's been a year now since he last been inside a safe zone. So least to say that Asen was a bit bewildered that he actually can set foot in here without getting kicked out. Though he doesn't see Mari around here yet, so he decides to take a random seat all the way in the back in a corner table while taking his hood down revealing his stark white hair though his face is still covered by the cloth. He had his eyes closed as he leans back on his chair before opening them again. Though he might be called an old man for it, though who could blame one for not seeing the inside of a building for the past year since he was always on a constant run from everything it seems.

Xilanvale (+1 Damage)

One Handed Curved Weapon (Uncommon)

Scorpion Picks (Poison -1 DMG for 2 turns upon natural BD of 9 & 10)

Throwing Projectiles (Uncommon)

Armor of the Night (+1 Evasion)

Light Metal Equipment 

"The reason why those men are sent to collect my head is because i'm what some now still call me Terror of Death. The reason is simply because I took down several of their Dark Guilds and now they are planning on revenge on me. So in a sense it's greed driving these men to their graves." Asen spoke calmly once again as he still stood in place as the snow has covered a small layer of it on his hood. "As for what I really hope to achieve from all of this is... peace... and forgiveness too." He admits as he was painfully aware of the damage of his actions, but he felt that it was unjust to let these killers roam around freely killing whoever they choose.

The man simply appeared to be unfazed as he listened to the player's ranting. Asen has dealt with these confrontations a few times before, but never were they so straight forward and in worst cases reckless on their words. Luckily for this player, Asen lost the vibe to even put up a fight as he was done holding a sword for a while. "I gain nothing from it, though the fame was merely a side effect that happened on its own accord." Asen admits as he looked in front of him which was nothing but a barren wasteland with mounds of snow located here and there with some half covered rocks. Then his piercing red eyes turns to meet the player's once again. "As for those idiots, i'm afraid you got the wrong idea as in fact you got it backwards. But of course who listens to a killer that is no better than they are when they were the ones who started the fight." Not making a move or even showing any signs of hostility as he was remembering the cause of how his life became this way. "Believe what you will, though I would suggest you put that sword away if you lack the need to kill." It was more of a warning as Asen was still speaking in a calm tone.

Asen's feet stopped as he was being addressed from behind. 'Not another one.' He thought to himself as he thought he got rid of the Players and hoped that if there were any others nearby would get the hint that attacking him would be a bad idea. Eventually Asen slowly turns around, his figure covered mostly in black thanks to his armor with a thin sheet of snow on his shoulders and some patches of it at the ends of his coat. Looking at the Player from the corner of his eye and from under the hood as his face was covered in a dark face mask leaving only his eyes and part of his temples visible. Asen sees that this was a green player, which tells Asen that this player has never laid a hand on another player in a ruthless act before almost right off the bat. His eyes were a bit calm and casual with a hint of sorrow deep inside them as he looked the player up and down for a bit.

Asen blinked before he simply sheaths his sword at his belt of his left side as he slowly turns on his heel with his hands tucked in his pockets as the snow slowly falls on his shoulders leaving a thin layer of it at its place. His feet softly sinks into the snow ground as he begins to walk his path to somewhere else. Anywhere but here as he doesn't notice the player approaching him either though his cursor suddenly disappears since he toggles his <<Hiding Skill>>. Wouldn't help much in Oikawa's case since he already knows where Asen is, but it helps his presence not be known at a far distance.

I'll be participating in this boss battle as well

Letting out a sigh, the silvery white haired man sits up straight as he takes his hand away from his face which his face is now calm and his eyes doesn't seem to be unsettling let alone reflect all of that hatred just moments before. His crimson red eyes looks down at his sword as even though there was no blood on it since this is just a game, he can still feel the weight increased on his sword as it is now stained with the fact that he just killed other people with it. Asen was giving it some thought as sorrow and grief can be read in his eyes. "Killing is never fun..." He mumbled to himself as he switches his uniform into an all black suit of leather armor that has a hood and even a face mask revealing nothing of his skin except for his ruby red eyes that glares from the thin opening enough for him to see around him.

Meanwhile, the Player Killers were struggling to get away as the one with the severed arm collapsed in the snowy ground. The only one who is pretty much capable of himself at the moment stopped and shouldered the man on his shoulder and slowly carried each other towards a random direction as they were just trying to get away the madman that slew all of their friends in just a matter of seconds. To them it was unreal, yet their overwhelming fear tells them the truth that they should have never gone for the bounty upon Asen's head. "Perhaps..." The severed armed man began to say as the thin man who was carrying his friend on his shoulders turns his head to look at him. "Perhaps we should've just taken the Redemption Quest... That way we can just be done with this whole Player Killer business..." The thin man frowned as he was not sure about that. "That would be impossible, besides you know how far we've come to get this far?" The severed man simply smiled weakly. "And look where it got us... I think we stand more of a chance if we stop killing and robbing other players and just focus on clearing the game..."

What they haven't realized though is that Asen has never struck first, it was always them striking and him returning the favor. Then one of them got bold and stupid at the same time as he stood before Asen and blocked Asen's view of the wounded one as he held his trembling axe in his hands. "Listen! You make a run for it! I... i'll try to hold him off while you go and hide...!" The wounded one was in shock, and seemed to be not moving except taking a lot of short and panicking breaths. 'Well that one sure isn't going anywhere, hopefully they can get the hint that they can both go.' He thought to himself as the axe wielding man charges at Asen hoping to bring his axe down on Asen's head. However, Asen as quick on his feet as he has been, a flash of steel was all the man saw before he realized he wasn't holding his axe anymore. In fact it was now on the snow ground, and with it his arm that has been severed clean on from his body. Now he was in shock for a moment, then he suddenly let's out a yell of agony which was like sounds of sweet music to Asen's corrupted mind as the man collapses on the ground having the decapitated on the man's status as he held the stump of his arm. Then Asen turned his attention to the other wounded man and slowly advances towards him as the man was trying to back away but kept slipping on the snow ground. "No... No... No!" The man began to say as Asen raised his sword and brings it straight down point first. The Player Killer flinched and closed his eyes expecting the horrible outcome. However the man find himself still breathing, so he slowly opens one eye only to be staring with terror into the flashing crimson red eyes staring into his eyes with evil intent written all over his face while his sword was just inches from piercing the man's groin which slowly gets dark as the man turns out to be so scared that he urinate himself. Asen had purposely stabbed the ground instead of the Player Killer solely because he meant to scare them off. "Get out of here." That was all he needed to say in a dark and angry tone as the Player scurries to his feet and helps his remaining friend picking up the axe and together they can off in the snowy fields. Meanwhile, Asen placed his free hand over his face as the aura of malice dies down to nothing but still leaves traces of madness around him.

Player Killers: Killed 2

Player Killers Health #1 #2: 3/8

Asen's Health: 41/45 (CD 10, Battle Healing +2)

One of them who has the eyes of rage on his face runs at Asen and beings he was on Asen's blind side Asen feels a jolt on his body as sticking out from his abdomen was the blade of a straight sword that had ran through him. Asen simply looked down and he still chuckled while looking over his shoulder at the attacker. "Since you're the first in line, I suppose I can cleave you through right?" He stated as he was now a complete opposite of his usual personality. "Honestly, is that all you have? Let me give you a nice presentation on just what your idol Terror of Death can do." Before the raging man could blink, Asen spins on his heel and slices the man's throat open wrenching his sword away from the man's grip. The man simply dropped to his knees just before Asen hovers his sword just before the man's heart. Though his madness and sadistic personality is unleashed on the poor fools, there was a deep sorrow hidden beneath his eyes. 'What gives me the right to end one's life...?' He asked himself mentally as he thrust his sword straight through the man's heart and watched with unsettling pleasure in his eyes. "Now that is how you stab someone, if you're trying to kill someone aim for their vital points. But I suppose that is meaningless now that you're dead." Asen gave the man the last words before he shatters into million pieces. Then he turns to the other two with the sadistic glare. "Do you want to dance too? I can do another dance." He swiped his sword in the air as he held the blade in front of him in their direction. "With your blood raining down on this empty canvas of course." Him chuckling was also unsettling as the remaining two were completely destroyed of confidence. "What... What were we thinking...? There's no way...." One of them began to say as the wounded one started to tear up. "There's no way we can beat him!" Though his sadistic glare and grin was on his face, he started to have hope that this was working and hopefully again that would mean they would quit on being a Player Killer.

Player Killers: Killed 2

Player Killer's Health #1: 3/8

Asen's Health: 39/43 (-4 Damage)

"Heh! Don't kid yourself you shrimp! Even you can be killed by a blade!" The other one who was standing at his flank commented as Asen's eyes turned towards to look at this man from the corner of his eye. "Want me to prove it then?" Asen coldly stated as he slowly turned towards the Player Killer. His main intention is to just scare these guys away, however it seems this tactic is no longer working since he's been using this exact same method to get away from these guys. "If that's the case then why is it every time you threaten the others you can never back up your words through actions?! Sounds pretty cowardly to me." Asen just rolled his eyes as he was starting to get both angry and dark at the same time. Meaning his other personality is starting to kick in. He has warned them time and time again that their lives will be put down like an animal should they continue this meaningless fight. Then just as the struck man finally got up to his feet, one of the others who was in front of him lunged at him with the spear. Asen simply turned his body to the side allowing the spear to brush past his torso as he runs his sword through the man's mouth with the blade coming out from the other side. "I did ask you if you wanted me to prove it. Now you get to be the first victim on my list in a long time." Asen stated with a grin spreading on his face as he now knows in order to both cleanse this world from Player Killers and scare off other players from falling down the treacherous path, he has to prove that he can swiftly end them as quickly as he can spare them. The man with the sword in his mouth grew wide eyed as he remained still. "Goodbye." Asen said the final words before he wrenches his blade free by cleaving out from the top of the man's skull and he shatters like glass upon his health going down. Asen merely chuckled as he embraced his darker wild side that he keeps check on mostly and very rarely shows it. However in order to strike fear into their hearts once more, he more or less has to become a monster to prevent more monsters from falling down this path. Then he turns to the other three as two of them grew sweaty and was trembling slightly since he could hear their armor and weapons clanging a little as he grins at them with evil intent in his eyes and gives an murderous aura about him. "Now, who wishes to die next?"

Player Killer: Killed 1

Player Killer's Health #1: 3/8

One of the Player Killers who has a sword in his hands goes to try to swing at Asen in a downward arc. However, Asen simply steps to the side and winds up cleaving into the player's chest both evading and countering at the same time sending the fool back on the ground as his health dropped considerably. Not enough to kill the man, but it was just something to tell the guy that Asen wasn't kidding around about this type of situation. "As I said before, I would suggest that you all pack your bags and move along to something else before I run this sword down your throats." He said rather coldly to them, but when it comes to Player Killers sometimes you have to be cold and rough towards them.

Player Killer's Health #1: 3/8 (-5 Damage)

"True on that." Asen admits as he has his fair share of constantly being hunted down, and there were times where he wished he could have a break from them at least. At least that was his method of his stressful situations which is probably nothing compared to what Mari has on her plate. Nonetheless he takes a seat on one of the rocks near Mari as he simply leans back and lays on the rock while looking up at the sky. He went ahead and switched his <<Hiding>> skill on so that his presence can't be traced. Last thing anybody needs is a bunch of Player Killers crashing the party all because they're trying to get the bounty on his head. He just stared up at the sky, watching the clouds slowly drift by as he certainly seemed relaxed and casual. Of course, that's his usual expression of late. After all he's been through one could wonder why he don't shield himself from others, yet he's not all that dangerous or at least doesn't give off the vibe that he is anyways. "I'm sorry that you lost a good blacksmith, but hopefully someone of similar talents could come along as well."

Then when the guy with the red hair shows up, though Asen doesn't really look but relies on his hearing that for one the voice sounded male and two that male voice was getting closer. When he felt he was being directed to by this Ren he simply waved at the man as his way of saying his greetings. He would introduce himself to Ren, but Asen was still having the habit on keeping his presence as unknown as possible. So he decided to wait for more people to show up since it would take less time to introduce himself to the guild. Though Asen can remember when he was in a guild, Knights of Christ. That was an old guild now that he used to be part of and participated in the frontlines to the Fourth Floor and help defeated the Floor Boss on Floor 4. Of course he painfully remembers how much of a pain that dragon was when Shark and he faced the creature.

His mind came back from the past when he heard another voice coming in their direction, this time it sounded more of a female. A loud one at that as he pretty much cupped his left ear with his hand since he doesn't really take loud noises all that well to begin with. Regardless he let's out a sigh as he sits up on the rock still rubbing the back of his stiff neck as his silvery white hair gently blows with the wind. "I suppose I should introduce myself as well, the name is Asen." Asen introduced himself mainly back towards Ren but also to the girl that had just arrived before laying back down. He didn't add the fact that he was a Player Killer nor should he since his cursor gives it away as clear as a beacon of light in complete darkness. He wouldn't be surprised if some members would happen to have swords at his throat, though he would hope that such unpleasant situation doesn't rise since he really isn't the mood for a confrontation like that yet.

"Honestly I would love to know how you people keep finding me when I have never even set foot in a town yet." Asen admits as he is standing amongst the frozen wasteland being surrounded by four Player Killers brandishing their weapons as Asen has his Xilanvale rested the blade against his shoulder as he didn't seem all that worried. It's become more of everyday thing now, being constantly chased by other players or rather him being on the hunt for other Player Killers who have pretty much done hideous crimes of injustice. When will this cycle ever end, Asen wonders as he is already getting tired of this. "Well what can you expect when you have over 2 million on your head Terror of Death? With you walking wherever you go we will find you, and then we will kill you." One of the orange players cackled a bit as he just smirked at them. "Wow, I didn't realized I had so many fans. So who's up first for an autograph?" Asen bluntly asked them as a joke as they were all eyeing at him like prey for all these guys seem to be in for the money. 'What a bunch of idiots, they have no idea what situation they're putting themselves through either.' Asen thought to himself as the snow had put a thin layer of it on his shoulders of his coat. 

"A meeting eh?" Asen mumbled to himself as he read a notification about a meeting of the guild that he was a part in. Of course he hasn't associated much with the members let alone the Guild Leader, it almost felt like the time of an entire year on being alone. However, he couldn't pass up the fact that he couldn't take on the Floor Bosses by himself as it was pretty much considered suicide. Plus this seemed to be the only guild that'll accept people like Asen himself. Of course its not like he can't take care of himself, its basically because he pretty much wants to not be in solitude anymore.

So he dismissed the notification as he stretched his arms and legs to wake his sleeping muscles up. He was laying against a rather small rugged boulder in the midst of the fields. "Might as well, beings I don't have anything important to do." With that being said to himself he gets up to his feet and begins to make his way towards the rendezvous point. It took about half an hour before he came into view of the meeting. At first all he saw was just rocks dotting the land until he got closer to see that there was already somebody there. The first thing he saw was the orange cursor, of course naturally he would've entered stealth mode to avoid these type of people. However this was the spot he was supposed to go so he pretty much clinged to hope that this player is part of the guild as he continued to walk towards her now. "Kind of a nice day to be looking stressed like that." He spoke up as he had his hands in his pocket though he does seem rather casual and more relaxed.

Great, now Asen gets to smash his hand against a large rock that could just as easily break his hand to even attempt it. Sounds fun if he was insane enough to do that. Though he doesn't have anything better to do so he winds up accepting the quest just for the fun of it and for the experience since it's promised to have an extra skill. He couldn't turn down that, after all the more skills he can get the more of an variety of things that he can do. He stood in the midst of the mountain range, it's rocky surface remaining still under his feet as there's a big drop to the grassy ground at least a hundred feet down.

"Well I suppose I should start making my descent now, it should be down there somewhere." He mumbled to himself as he begins to make his way down the mountains. Being careful on not falling off, and thankfully that he doesn't have a fear of heights. Though it still unnerves him certainly, making him kind of hug the wall a bit as he walks on down the only path that's visible to him.

Sounds interesting, I know it's a bit overdue but i'll take this quest.

Asen's crimson red eyes looks at the newcomer from the corner of his eye and at first he thought that the group that was chasing him earlier had caught up or something. But he didn't recognize this guy amongst that group and he didn't even looked like he was going to hurt him though he did see Asen's cursor of course when he got close enough. Asen cracks a small smile as he nodded towards the one who called himself Kosan. "It's a pleasure to meet you Kosan, as for what i'm doing here..." His eyes drifted to the other side of the player for a moment. "I was just trying to get some sleep as there really wasn't much to do around here. Though I was planning on going to the dungeon for the fun of it." Asen wasn't worried to tell Kosan what his plans are since he was pretty sure that any low level players wouldn't try their hand for the dungeon just yet. Fortunately for Asen, he can walk in the dungeon solo just as he always has been.

Lately things has been rather dull as there has hardly been anything that he can do. He stood against the volcanic rock with his back as he had his eyes closed trying to get some sleep around here. He pretty much had to run a marathon from a group of players that tried to capture him or worse kill him. Not that he couldn't take them on, it's just that he wasn't in the mood to fight anybody in particular. Letting out a sigh as he cracks open his eyes. "Maybe I should just go and find this floor's dungeon already. It would be a lot easier to cut down the number of risks of being chased across the planet it seems that way." He mumbles to himself as he has his Anaithsol rested against his chest yet was just a few inches from being grabbed by his fingers.

Letting out a sigh as he stands amongst the volcanic rock of a field while accepting a quest about some bandits. Asen had just arrived in this floor and it was actually his first time being on this floor to be brief. He was just trying to adjust and get familiar with this area and he just so happened to run into this quest. It certainly wasn't in the city's grounds so why not? It wasn't PKers or even a player for that matter. So he doesn't really have to stain anybody's name to be an orange player. So for the heck of it, he swipes open his menu to see if there was anybody in his friends list that was up at this floor. Unfortunately he couldn't find anybody that was in this floor.

His left hand tucked in his pocket of his coat with his other hand dismissing the menu as his Xilanvale rests on his left hip of his belt. It's hilt was of black leather with a brass knob as the pommel that gives off an dull orange hue. His silvery white hair sits rather still as the air was rather hot and almost had no sign of cool wind anywhere. In fact he has to go into his menu again to take off his coat and just leave his short sleeved stained white shirt trying to get cool. His crimson red eyes were scanning around the field to make sure that nothing that's not hidden would be able to come up to him without him noticing. Then thinking he was alone he starts to make his way through the fields.

Kiru and I will be taking this quest

A sigh was filled amongst them as Asen rubs the back of his neck with one hand while walking towards the rear of the group to see that Souske along with a few others including Wynter were attacking a couple of Golems. He didn't really make any moves yet as he simply watched for he felt like he had no place to interfere really. At least not at first. While watching them hack away at the golems, he had one of his stinger looking picks twirling around his finger quite casually as his orange gem glows above his head. Which he kind of dislikes the gem a little, but at least it's easier to distinguish who's a player and who's the killer around here. After seeing the second Golem in attempt to raise it's arms in order to swipe at the party in a wide arc, Asen quickly reacts to it by throwing the pick and watches it smacks home into the forehead that's a little high but it still made it's mark.

BD Dice: 7 (Hit)

MD: 8

Golem: 23/25

He looks over his shoulder to see Souske but he also seemed to be searching for something else as they walked. "Same spot, we're just taking a little detour. We might encounter Sand Goblins in the process though." He warns as they advanced further into this storm.