An Insurmountable Task; Moving With Purpose

Wei and Chiyoko never made it to her home. In the throes of passion, drunk on expensive liquors and romance, the lovers couldn't fight there need to be together. To be a singular existence in a universe that didn't care about them. Wei, a Foreigner, and Chiyoko, a repressed spirit starved for the adventure she needed.

Dreamland closed long before Wei and Chiyoko wished to part. The dim blackness of the Dusk's eternal night yielded slightly to an earlier purplish tint to signify the Dusk's rising. The Dusk never got sunny, but the early hours of the day gave the appearance of fresh nautical twilight while the later hours were steeped in the rich blackness of true night.

They roamed the streets, enjoying one another's company as much as they could, forgetting the tasks that pulled at their hearts. Chiyoko knew that what she wanted from Wei was wrong. She was a married woman. Though she was unhappy, her husband tried his best, and provided for her better than this transient ever could.

Wei knew what he was manipulating in Chiyoko was wrong. He wasn't nearly as... diabolical as the man he spawned from, using his Infestation to capture the hearts of women unwilling, but playing into Chiyoko's insecurity and luring her along for free room and board was the lowest Wei had ever personally sunk.

Still. What they had was something special. It was something that couldn't be ignored. Despite their reservations, the deep feelings of shame that they hid, they had a real and true connection. It was something that couldn't be contained. It was something that couldn't trapped. It was a beautiful thing that needed to be expressed.

They embraced, intimating. In the security of a love hotel that was discreet and made for secret rendezvous between forbidden lovers. Burning with the fires of desire, they whispered of adoration, spoke of infatuation, and pronounced devotion as their bodies intertwined and they shared themselves in a way that only lovers can.

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Chiyoko's eyes squeezed closed as she ran her hands across Wei's strong back and, feebly, gripped at Wei's broad shoulders. She bit her lips and cooed sweetly in his ear. To her, time seemed to be standing still. She'd never experienced passion like this in her whole life and had never been with her husband, the man she swore to love and uphold, the way she was with Wei. She had opened herself to him more quickly than she had any other, and Wei continued to prove to her why it was the right decision for her to make.

Wei kissed along her neck, sure never to ignore the places Chiyoko's subconscious mind, which he was still connected to, begged to be stimulated. He could tell she was close, he was close too. With hands affixed to her wide hips, he moved more vigorously burying his face in her neck.

She latched on to him, holding as if her life depending on it. She didn't want this to end. She wanted it to last forever. She didn't want to lose the perfect man of her wildest dreams. Once he was done, they were done, and she needed this. She needed it more than Wei knew. But for was as much as she wanted to hold on, her strength left her and she was forced to let go. She tossed her head back, involuntarily, and screamed in ecstasy one final time.

"What the... hell!?" Wei exclaimed, originally for just how good he didn't expect this to be, but mainly for the bright light that forced him to recoil and withdraw. He shielded his eyes to see where the light was coming from. To his surprise...

Chiyoko was engulf in a glorious white light that erupted from her rapturous evening with Wei. Unconsciously, Chyoko caused the light to spread from the pit of her stomach outward before it consumed the entirety of her body. She felt shortness of breath and great fatigue, but that was normal. What was normal was the feeling of her form shifting to become something more inhuman.

Wei looked astounded, dumbfounded, but positively elated. "Wait... you were an Instrument?" He asked, confused, but extremely happy.

The light died just as quickly as it had appeared and in the indention Chiyoko's body lift in the sheets of the bed was a sword, covered partially by the cover Wei had tossed off of him when he recoiled.

"An... instrument?" Chiyoko's voice ran in his head, confusion and panic coloring her tone. She wasn't familiar with the term being older than the generations that exclusively used the term to refer to their Demon Weapon partners. She could feel her body, floating in an infinite expanse of darkness. She... wasn't afraid though. There was a sense of warmth enshrouding her and she knew exactly what it was.

Wei smiled, "Yes, you're a Demon Weapon. That's why we felt such a connection. Our souls are compatible." He pulled the blanket off the bed, wrapped and tucked it around his waist as a makeshift kilt before picking the sword up from the bed and holding the ornate katana in his hands.

Chiyoko blushed a small amount. The warmth she felt was Wei's soul resonating with hers, beginning to encompass hers with the sheer size and strength of it in comparison. She could feel that he had the soul of a protector, even if he just be unsure of himself. She could also feel that there was a lot of things that he had kept from her while they conversed at Dreamland, but it didn't matter to her. She knew she was right in her choice to leave with him. To feel his large hands caress her grip and his fingers run against her blade was comparable to... well ya know.

"So I transformed because..."

"Because we must have achieved a Resonance of Souls when you-"

"Stop! Stop, stop, stop! Don't say it out loud."

Wei laughed a small amount, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Maybe it was just time, and your soul could feel I was the one."

"Maybe... but what am I gonna do? I'm married, I can't go back to my husband as a sword."

"You won't, you can transform back."

"Really?"

Wei nodded, tilting the blade of Chiyoko's weapon form to see her reflection in it, "You just gotta figure out how."

"What!?" Chiyoko exclaimed, exhaustively, "Great, that means I'm stuck like this."

"You can always stay with me." Wei said, gripping her handle a little bit tighter. Now that he knew that Chiyoko was a weapon, and they had a exceptional amount of compatibility, so much so that his soul had already moved to encompass hers, he didn't want to let her go. Much like Koudo, Wei could probably use any weapon partner thanks to the adaptability of his wavelength, but it was much rarer to find one that he actually had real compatibility with.

The hair on the back of Wei's neck began to seize, standing completely erect with this eerily chilly feeling that rolled down Wei's spine, through his arm, into his hand and through Chiyoko, who shivered.  Wei wasn't exactly sure, just yet, but he only ever got this feeling when he could sense that someone was looking at him. Not in the sense that they were casually looking, but that they're gaze was locked on him and tracking his move. This uneasiness was something that had been passed to him from Koudo, who liked to remain an enigma until it was time to unleash his full potential.

Sharply, he cut his eyes towards the door, without turning his head. He didn't want to alarm Chiyoko, but he was certain, now, that someone was peeking on them from somewhere. He wasn't sure if it was through the peephole on the door or from a different location, but he had a gut feeling that it was through the door.

Chiyoko remained deep in though about whether she wanted to leave her husband and go along with the fantastical man that was Wei. It was almost like a fairy tale to her, being given this opportunity. She couldn't say that she would ever get the chance to venture forth at the side of a man as mysterious as Wei, who seemed sincerely interested in bringing her with him now that she could turn in a sword! She could experience a completely different life from the boring and mundane reality she currently existed in.

She was about to speak up until something told her that Wei was on edge. She'd call it female intuition, but Wei also didn't seem very skilled and hiding alertness and caution from eclipsing his usual demeanor. Is this what it is the resonate with someone? It's like I can feel what he's thinking about... Chiyoko bit at her bottom lip, nervously.

Wei slowly slid off the bed, flipping Chiyoko into a more ready position from her weapon forms intended purpose. There wasn't anyone after him, Wei didn't think, but it was possible that someone saw him and Chiyoko while they were on the street and decided they wanted Wei's coat and a turn with Chiyoko. Didn't matter, because he could handle it.

Chiyoko tensed, squeezing her eyes tightly closed as she felt Wei turn her around. She gulped, knowing what he was thinking and fearing his intent, especially with what she could feel right now. "No!" She squeaked meekly, but that was all it took to knock their souls out of sync.

The blade in Wei's hand felt like it ignited into hellfire, burning with an intensity that caused even Wei's tough skin and singe. He quickly dropped her, snapping her out of her weapon form as she cowarded there on the floor. He thought to reach out to her, and did... slightly, but retracted his hand. He knew what he had done was wrong.

This was all new to her. Chiyoko could only vaguely tell he had experience with violence, from resonating with him, but not that he was skilled enough to switch on that side of himself on a dime. It was almost like his soul morphed to fit with the aggressiveness. She preferred his gentleness.

"I'm sorry Chiyoko." Wei said, quietly stepping away from her and towards the door. Being meticulously careful as he did so to not alert their peeping tom that he was on to them. "I know this is a lot, and there's a lot that I haven't told you. I want to. I want to tell you everything."

Chiyoko was old enough to not cry at everything that made her uncomfortable. In her boring life, she dealt with a lot of people that she didn't like, and many made her uncomfortable. But she lead with her femme fatale persona, using them like a turtle shell to protect her soft core. She shook her head. She didn't need Wei's apology. All she needed was a little time to process what being connected to him allowed her to perceive about the person of the other side of the door.

Wei took her silence solemnly. He had to have overwhelmed her. Made it hard for her to want anything to do with him. Certainly it was hard to come to grips with the fact that someone you liked was a trained killer. He let her be as he reached for the door to their room, and swung it open with force enough to conjure a gust of wind that wiped his hair into a frenzy.

There stood a man. Squirrelly, unassuming and plain. The only notable feature about him was his horned rimmed glasses and the stylish suit that looked like it'd been picked out by a feminine eye to make him look at least someone appealing. He looked stunned, like he couldn't believe with he was looking at as he eyed the naked Wei and the woman cowering on the ground only a couple of steps away. He expected Wei to say something, but when he didn't the man's voice got caught up in his throat as well.

Chiyoko finally stopped holding her breath and began to move strands of her hair out of her face and behind her ear, "Wei, I'm not mad about anything you've done. I was scared because..." She stood and clutched at her shoulder with her arm to cover herself. "That's my husband." In her resonance with Wei, she had been able to feel a slight resonance with the soul that was beyond the door.

"Huh?" Wei said, confused, slowly turning his head to look at Chiyoko.

"That's my... husband." She repeated, this time louder than she had said before. He was the last person that she wanted to see. She felt guilty for experience something with Wei she never had with him, but she still loved him. She couldn't possibly let Wei stab her husband.

"Chiyoko..." Her husband whisper nervously, with a voice so shaky that it sounded like he was on the verge of tears. Weakly, he lifted his finger to point at the large man that was holding the door open and who had clearly just got done making love to HIS CHIYOKO!! "who is this man...?"

"How did you find me?"

"Who is this man!" Her husband tone cleaned up quickly, like he'd finally swallowed a courage pill and was ready to confront this situation like a trained sailor weather a particularly intense storm.

Chiyoko recoiled. It was rare that her husband raised his voice, so it always scared her when he would. She looked at Wei, searching for something. Help, comfort, understanding. Anything.

And she found it in Wei's eyes and body language. In fact, he smiled, "Sir, come in please." He asked while physically pulling Mr. Husband into the room and closing the door behind him. The last thing any of them needed was to attract attention. The quickest way to attract attention was to cause a scene in a love hotel.

Mr. Kobayashi thrashed about as Wei grabbed him, noting the man's monstrous strength, but fighting against the force of his pull nonetheless. "Unhand me, you... homewrecker!" he spat angrily.

"Sorry, I just didn't want to cause a scene." Wei apologized, releasing the man and stepping away from him and towards the bed. He seated himself, wrapping the sheet that fell from his hips, as he moved to the door, around his waist again and crossing a leg. He stared at Mr. Husband for a little bit, his eyes gleaming as he rested his chin on his fist in a thoughtful manner as Mr. Husband composed himself and looked at Chiyoko.

"How could you do this to me, Chiyoko? Haven't we been happy? Haven't I given you everything?" Mr. Kobayashi asked, gesturing towards his wife as he did so.

Chiyoko met his gaze with a certain determination. She had been unhappy for quite long time, much longer than a simple night with Wei. She couldn't tell when she first began to feel this, but she knew that she couldn't fight it anymore. With emotions boiling on high, a lot higher than normal, she grimaced, "Happiness!? Everything!? What have you given me?!"

Husband doubled down, gesturing towards Wei lackadaisically, "So this is what you want? One night stands with strange transients? Is this what you wanted!?!" He screamed.

Wei tapped his foot on the floor, gently, causing a thin barrier to extend from where his foot made contact with the ground, outward. It was transparent, and only meant to seal sounds and confine the voices in this room specifically to this room. Then he went back to observing "Mr. Husband." Something about him was... odd.

"No. This is what I needed." Chiyoko responded calmly to her husband, finding her calm for some reason as the boiling emotions she had felt before seemed to suppress themselves, allowing her a moment of clarity. "I wasn't happy. I felt ignored. I felt unneeded and unloved. Money can only make someone so happy before they need more than that. I wanted you, but I found Wei and he made me feel things I haven't felt since we first started dating. I know your job is important to you, it causes you to be away from home a lot. You don't write, you never call, you only bring me more junk than I could ever need. I felt a connection to Wei that... I just could never experience with anyone else."

Mr. Kobayashi was stunned at the eloquence of Chiyoko's unhappiness. He expected a yelling match, but felt his emotions deescalate as well, due to no conscious effort on his part. For some reason, he felt incredible calm and relaxed, and with that calm came a sense of clarity. In this clear headed state, he frowned, "I'm sorry Chiyoko. I've been wrong to you, and you deserve better from me and than me. I followed you tonight because I was afraid this is what you were doing when you would come home at all hours of the night, but I could see that this man was special to you. You smiled and laughed with him the very same way you did with me before." He placed his hands to his head, "Before that job started to suck the life out of me. Nothing but numbers! Numbers! Numbers!" He could feel his emotions boiling out of control again.

"Interesting." Wei finally chimed in, with a grin that did little to belie his enjoyment in this strife. It wasn't because he found joy in ruining a man's relationship with his wife. It wasn't because he drew some sick thrill in watching a husband confront his cheating wife. He didn't derive some sick pleasure from seeing a married shattered by his interference. No, "Mr. Husband" was what thrilled him. "Mr. Husband" was what got his blood running and got his motor running.  "Mr. Husband" was the source of the overflowing wavelength that permeated the room and was altering his and Chiyoko's emotions. "Mr. Husband's" soul was resonating with Wei and he was intoxicated by what he felt.

Wei stood, crossing the room to come to Chiyoko's side and place a hand on her shoulder. He was there to support her, but also to use his chakra to stabilize her. A glow enveloped her from her and she blinked in recognition of the different feeling.

He then approached Mr. Kobayashi, allowing the sheet to fall from his waist again. The other man moved to shield his eyes, but Wei was on him and taking his chin before he could turn away. Wei forced the man to look at him and he smiled, "It's you! The reason I felt a connection to Chiyoko, it's because of you."

"U-unhand me you... pervert. I'm going to call the authorities!" He cowered at the sheer magnitude of the man that stood before him. Wei was an imposing figure that just seemed to grow large and more ominous the more Mr. Kobayashi struggled against him. He didn't like the almost... crazed look like in this man's eyes and it made him uncomfortable.  

"W-wei, what are you going to do?" Chiyoko asked, scared about the look that Wei seemed to have in his eyes as well. He was a puppy that he found a new stick. A child who'd discovered a hidden birthday present. "What did you mean?"

"Mmm... this is a joke. A great universal comedy!" Wei continued to hold this man, a gazelle seized by the jaws of a lion. He could feel the man struggle against him, but it was of no avail. Gently, Wei removed the man's glasses and swept his from in front of his strangely colored eyes. "Heterochromia, blood red and majestic purple." He whispered before licking his lips in glee, locked his piercing blue orbs with the beautiful eyes of Mr. Kobayashi.

"I have to have you two!" He exclaimed, tightening his grip on the man's chin, tilting his head slightly and kissing Mr. Kobayashi....

"Wei!" Chiyoko screamed.

Before, Wei's chakra covered hands ripped Mr. Kobayashi into two separate, but wholly unique pieces.

The pieces of flesh bubbled and pulsated in Wei's hands as he licked his lips again, savoring the kiss he'd shared with the being he'd just ripped in half.

"What! Did! You! Do!" Chiyoko exclaimed angrily, rushing to Wei and beating her bare fists against his solid back. Horrified, Chiyoko continued to beat against Wei's back, averting her gaze to the gruesome way that Wei displayed his fresh kill for her. She felt sick to her stomach in agony. This was a mistake, Wei wasn't a dream. He was a nightmare. A nightmare that she'd signed her soul away for. He was what she deserved for straying from the path. "You killed him!"

Wei's breathing his heavy and rhythmic, like he was in the middle of an intense exercise regiment. He sounded as he did when he and Chiyoko were intimate, making the situation even more horrific for Chiyoko, who was sure that Wei was an insane, psychopathic serial killer. She'd done it now! She'd shacked up with the worst thing in the world simply because she was a little unhappy in her marriage. There was nothing wrong with her husband, he was a kind man that simply worked too hard. He didn't deserve this.

Wei's fingers twitched, his hands squeezed and his arms felt jittery. He concentrated as hard as he could, ignoring Chiyoko beating him on his back in grief. He supposed that maybe he should have explained what he had just done, before doing it, but he was swept up in the moment. He couldn't help himself. The intoxicating wavelength of her husband made Wei feel an uncontrollable need to act on... impulse alone. Now that he done it, felt a serenity that Chiyoko couldn't shake. He was calm and able to focus.

Power rippled from him as he summoned forth a burst of chakra. The pressure was enough cause a gentle shockwave that knocked Chiyoko off her feet and pushed her a safe distance away from Wei and the balls of flesh he now held in his hands. With a hearty grunt and a meaty bellow, his arms ignited in the rich blue of his chakra before all that chakra was coalesced into the balls of flesh. Then, the balls began to shine with the same glow that enveloped Chiyoko when she first transformed. The light was dim at first, but the more chakra Wei poured into his "eggs" then brighter the light became until Chiyoko's light paled in comparison to their radiance.

Soon the glow of white altered. It shifted and distorted, deepened and darkened, and took on the richness of midnight purple. Once this happened, Wei stopped pouring chakra into the spheres that had altered in his hands. The orbs rose from his hands, of their own volition, and moved from him. They swirled around on another, zipping around the room at breakneck speeds almost like they were competing to see who would materialize first.

Wei placed his hands to his hips, "Chiyoko. You and your husband were both feeling the same thing." He turned to look over his shoulder at where Chiyoko had recovered. She looked disheveled, but stared astounding by the light show she was bearing witness to. "Repression."

"Repression?" She repeated. She had felt quite repressed actually. It was why she went to Dreamland. She could be whatever she wanted to be, just like Wei had said to her when they were there only hours ago. She, however, hadn't any knowledge of her husband being repressed in any form or fashion, but she supposed it was the same as with her. She never asked him, and so he never told her.

Wei nodded his head, watching the lights as they danced with each other around the room some more, before finally coming to him. They swirled around him in circular pattern, rising up from the floor to above his head and back down again. Then they moved to Chiyoko, who they revolved around for quite a while before coming to a complete halt and zipping to the other side of the room.

"Your mundane, ordinary life was stifling both of you. You felt unhappy and unloved. He was miserable and living a lie. He hated his job and hated what it had turned him into. Ordinary life isn't for everyone, and it certainly isn't for your husbands."

"My... husbands?" Chiyoko parroted, again, noting the usage of plurality.

The orbs began to transform. They morphed and bent, squashed and stretched until they finally became vaguely humanoid. Two tall figures, taller than Wei because of their footwear but only a couple inches shorter when their heels were removed. "Yes. A Divine comedy. Masterpieces, stripped of their exquisiteness and forced into mediocrity! Reveal thine true names!" Wei bellowed, completing his ritual.

The light broke away from the figure on the left, Wei and Chiyoko's right, first. the Midnight purple light shattered to pieces to reveal a man dressed in white from head to toe. His attire was traditionally Japanese with some modern alterations for style. The most striking thing about him, besides his stark white hair with shades of teal and piercing purple eyes, was the feather boa that hung from his right shoulder, "Shinki, Ismera." His voice was deep, but collected and soothing, thoughtful and deliberate.

The light broke away from the figure on the right, right after. The white light scattered to reveal the polar opposite of Ismera. This was a man dressed in black from head to toe. His attire, too, was traditionally Japanese too, but extravagantly luxurious with an exposed midriff and a red boa attached to his left shoulder. "Shiinki, Omera." His voice was a bit lighter than the man that appeared before him, a little more melodic, but with hints of mischievousness.

Chiyoko manage to get to Wei's side in utter disbelief at what she was looking at. Her plain Jane husband, transformed by Wei into men of close to the same caliber as him. She was confused, but excited. Pensive, but thrilled. Curious, but... exhilarated. She pinched herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming and was pleasantly surprised to find she hadn't drunk too much with Wei and passed out.

Ismera and Omera, looked to each other, before they knelt in front of Wei and offered up their hands, Ismera’s right and Omera’s left, while they bowed their heads, “Are you our master?”

Wei delighted in what appeared before him, elated by the surprise. He certainly didn’t expect to find weapons the same caliber as Odea here, but they always hide in plain sight. It was comedy that the person why sealed Ismera and Omera away had the bright idea to conceal their radiance with such a pedestrian fusion. Chiyoko was a good find, she’s a wonderful woman to have at his side, but Ismera and Omera were something different. They were a treasure.

Wei touched their hands and ushered them to rise. As they did, he stepped behind them and inspected them thoroughly. He wasn’t invasive, just a glance with no touching, before he stopped in front of them again and turned to Chiyoko, “Will you refuse me?” He asked, returning to his offer of her always being able to come with him. Now that her husband was Ismera and Omera, there was nothing tethering her to her mundane life anymore.

"Adventure awaits. Mystery. Intrigue~." Omera whispered, slithering from behind Wei and towards Chiyoko. He was graceful, elegant, confident and powerful. Every click of his heels against the floor felt earth-shattering. The more he walked, and the closer he got, the further away he seemed to Chiyoko. The larger he appeared, the more sinister and cunning.

"Sex. Fun. Excitement~." He whispered directly into her ear. She jumped and shuddered, not realizing that he'd gotten behind her as she was caught in the illusion of his hypnotic motion. He touched her shoulders, running his hands down her arms and locking his fingers with hers.

"Purpose. Determination. Confidence." Ismera chimed in, boldly presenting himself before Chiyoko. He was composed, sophisticated, eloquent and commanding. He didn't need to move in order for Chiyoko to quiver before him in awe. The more she stared at him, the more he blinded her with his radiance. The brighter he shined, the more dark and cold she could see in his light.

"This is your chance, Chiyoko." He whispered directly into her ear. She jumped and shuddered, not realizing that he'd gotten so close to her as she was caught in the pull of his magnetic charisma. he touched her face, gently caressing her delicate features before his hand settled at her chin.

"A New Life. A New You. Your True Self." Wei said, stepping towards Chiyoko. She didn't need to identify what made Wei so mesmerizing to her. The closer he got the more she couldn't contain herself.  Her breathing got heavier, her pulse quicken and her cheeks grew red.

"Come with me." Wei whispered sweetly to her. She didn't jump and she didn't shudder, realizing just how close he'd gotten and how comfortable she began to feel. Everything around her tonight seemed like one big long dream. From her meeting Wei at Dreamland to her now being surround by the men of dreams. She felt like a schoolgirl.

Chiyoko nodded her head without any delay. "Yes, damn it, Yes!" She didn't hesitate. She didn't doubt herself. She knew that this was what she wanted, Wei and his entourage was what she wanted to be a part of. It didn't matter to her what role she ultimately ended up playing, or if Wei eventually discarded her, because she was completely enthralled by him. He'd reincarnated her. She could finally be fulfilled!

Omera smiled giddily, "You heard her, master~. She said yeessss~." He slipped away from her and to Wei, resting against him and seductively caressing Wei's hand, which he moved to touch Chiyoko's face. Ismera stepped aside, and presented Chiyoko's lips from Wei to take when he pleased. They, the three of them, belonged to him now.

Wei leaned in. It was time for Chiyoko's metamorphosis as well. With his power, he could reshape to her idolized self and she could be who she felt like on the inside. All he had to do was kiss her and use the same power he'd used to summon Ismera and Omera. She wouldn't have power on par with theirs, not yet, but she would be taking the first steps towards such a thing.

Sorry to interrupt, but get your ass back here, now! You and your freaky entourage. You've already fucked yourself! A familiar voice echoed in Wei's head, causing him to recoil from Chiyoko and step away. When he did, Omera met Chiyoko's lips instead, and Ismera slid up behind her with her clothing in his hands.

"Jesus Wiz, could you be any louder. Ace must be patching us through." Wei responded to the big bad security guard at Euphoria. He placed his index and middle fingers to his temple to get a better connection. It wasn't necessary, but it made him feel better and looked cooler too.

Come. Back. Now. Quickly please, use the bathroom wall of that hotel room. Ace will handle the tab. Wiz reiterated, her voice grave and deadly serious. If Wei could see her face, he assumed that it would have a real grimace on it.

"Okay, okay. Explain when I get there."

Whatever. Just get here. Now. You really don't have a lot of time.

The connection dropped.

Wei sighed and scratched at the back of his head before snapping his fingers. In an instant, he was clothed with cleaned. He then cut his eyes to his companions, "Ismera, summon the portal to Euphoria."

"As you command."

"Omera, stop."

Omera giggled, finding himself at Wei's side before Wei could tell him to stop again. Chiyoko on the other hand had to catch her beneath and restore the strength to her legs. If Wei hadn't stepped in when he did...

She started to dress herself, but Wei handled it with another snap of his fingers. The portal summoning took a while, so he took a seat on the bed, with Omera quick to follow, while Chiyoko found a seat closer to the bathroom door. She was curious about what Ismera had been told to do in the bathroom.

Our group sat around for a couple of minutes as Ismera worked the wall in the bathroom in order to summon a portal to Euphoria. It was no simple task and could take beginners upwards to a few hours. Fortunately, though it was Ismera's first time, he could figure out the intricacies at a fairly accelerated rate. It wasn't instantaneous, but nobody's unlocking ever was.

They sat in relative silence, each analyzing the strange string of occurrences that just transpired in their own way. Wei tapped his foot in nervous agitation, wondering what was so important that Wiz had felt the need to contact him. They'd left on good terms, and he remembered that there was a room available to him whenever he truly needed it, but he didn't think that there would ever be a need to contact him outside of information on the girl in the picture that resided in his breast pocket.

It was possible that maybe she had information, but Wei could feel the uneasiness of her tone, and her warning of him already making a blunder didn't make him feel any better about it. Now, his foot tapping turn rapid, almost like he was trying to put a hole in the floor and disturb the patrons that resided underneath them. Thankfully, he'd erected the barrier that he had earlier which stood the ground shaking vibrations of the tapping from rocking the entire the hotel and only gently swaying the inside of this particular room.

"Master, the portal is ready." Ismera finally announced from the doorway to the bathroom. As every rose from their seats, Ismera casually exited the bathroom and closed the door behind him, much to Wei's confusion.

The confusion lingered for a while, as Wei stared at Ismera, who was completely nonchalant, eyes shut pensively. It caused Omera to chuckle before Wei finally spoke up,"Why'd you close the door?"

Ismera simply nodded his head, turning the knob and opening the door to reveal the interior of Euphoria for Wei, Omera and Chiyoko, who had never been to Euphoria, but had heard some of her female friends gush about having been a couple of times with the young ones they find on the streets. "I took the liberty of, hm, perfecting? Your teleportation spell. With such... inefficient magical runes, its a surprise you were never killed, Master." Ismera finally explained. With his modifications, it was now possible to turn any door into a portal to where ever Wei and company wished to be, as long as Ismera was the one casting the spell. The needless complication of the wall puzzle was completely bypassed, for Ismera believed that their master had a rapport with the proprietor of the establishment so there was little need for the subterfuge.

"Hmpf. Well I'll be damned..." Was all Wei was able to say. He expected Ismera and Omera to be one of a kind artifacts, but he didn't expect for them to pay off so soon. He was pleased, but wary. It could be possible that they were of a different caliber than Odea, meaning he'd have to practice with them to see exactly where their power lay. "Alright, lets go people. Adventure awaits."

Wei was the first to step towards the portal, but was pulled to the side by Chiyoko while Ismera and Omera both passed through without waiting. "Wait, Wei."

"Hm, what is it Chiyoko? Are you uncomfortable with coming after all. You really don't have to, I promise-"

He felt the gently press of a soft finger against his lips and it forced him to stop talking, "It's not that, you just..." Chiyoko smiled, wrapping her arms around Wei's neck and locking them together behind his head, "owe me a kiss."

Wei grinned, taking Chiyoko's waist in his arms and pressing his lips against hers for the kiss that she thought she was expecting, but as Wei pulled away she unwrapped herself from him and looked a bit displeased.

"What's wrong?" Wei asked, remembering the snatch his coat from the dresser beside them.

Chiyoko frowned, but not for a long time. She shook her head, "No, it's nothing." She replied with a gracious smile, taking Wei's coat from his hands and wrapping it around her own shoulders instead.

Wei nodded, fixing the coat for her before turning around and walking through the portal.

Chiyoko lingered there for a smile while longer. She couldn't delay too long, or Ismera's portal would surely close leaving her in the lurch. She touched a couple of fingers to her lips and frowned again, "Why didn't I transform like them?" It was a thought that weighed heavily on her mind as she finally passed through the doorway to her new life.