Asukem and his companions exited the temple and entered the bustling city of Tradithia. Gimp, the mischievous one, flew away with a giggle. Asukem scolded him, "Behave, Gimp!" Gimp, still giggling, retorted, "Oh, I promise I will!" Asukem sighed, sensing trouble ahead. Leo reassured him, "Don't fret over him, wolfling, just have fun." With a smile, Leo walked away.
Kittienia bid farewell to Asukem, waving as she departed, and her faithful panther, Kwitwaka or Nightclaw, trailed behind her. At that moment, Grant said, "I'll be at the bar, Asukem, so if there's any action, you know where to find me." Asukem inquired before Grant left him alone, "Are you certain you won't be too intoxicated to fight, Grant?" Grant chuckled and responded, "Perhaps, perhaps not. We'll find out when the time comes." With a wave, he strolled away. Asukem began to wander the streets, observing the people around him. He noticed the fearful expressions on their faces as they glanced his way, but he paid them no mind; he had grown accustomed to such looks.
Gimp soared through the city, actively seeking mischief. His first stop was the bustling trade district, where he delighted in playing pranks on unsuspecting individuals. Using his powers, he created illusions that made the produce appear rotten, much to the surprise of onlookers. However, the food remained fresh and delicious. Gimp also engaged in playful activities like hide-and-seek with the children of the town, encouraging them to partake in harmless pranks on their parents. During one of these playful moments, he caught sight of the bathhouses. A mischievous grin spread across his face as he informed the children that he had some important matters. With a wave from the town's children, Gimp flew off towards the bathhouses, leaving them with mixed emotions of excitement and sadness.
Gimp arrived at the bathhouses and cleaned one of the windows. Upon peering inside, a broad smile spread across his face when he saw what he desired - a bathhouse full of women. The women bathed peacefully until one noticed GimpGimp at the window and screamed in terror, "What is that!" Gimp pressed his face against the window with a mischievous grin.
Upon hearing screams from the bathhouses, the girls pointed at the window, exclaiming, "He is watching us bathe!" Gimp, startled, fell out of the window in a panic, landing on the ground inside the bathhouse. With his eyes shut tight from the impact, he eventually opened them to find himself surrounded by angry girls giving him fierce looks. All GimpGimp could manage was a nervous giggle as he attempted to ask for forgiveness, but faced with the girls in towels and spa attire, it was difficult for him to appear innocent.
The girls gave him a piercing look, doubting his words, so they opted to impart a lesson by physically assaulting him. Once they had taught him a lesson, they expelled him from the bathhouses, nonchalantly brushing off their hands as if discarding rubbish. They proceeded to the bathhouses, remarking, "That should serve as a lesson for him." One girl said, "After deliberately falling on us, he dared to apologize. What a filthy scoundrel."
On the other hand, another girl interjected, "I'm sure he's regretting everything he did right now." They all concurred and burst into laughter. Nevertheless, despite his injuries, GimpGimp appeared to be in pain. Strangely enough, he had a smirk on his face.
Suddenly, he heard something that made his breath stand. Still, his heart skipped a beat, and his stomach felt light and free as butterflies formed. Gimp found himself following the sound that made him weak with emotions. He continued to follow the sound until he found himself by a fountain within the town, and the sound was so magical it began to heal Gimps wounds he got from the girls in the bathhouses.
The sound abruptly ceased, causing a tinge of sadness to wash over him. He had thoroughly enjoyed it, but then a specific noise reached his ears, igniting a fiery rage. A man forcefully demanded, "I have explicitly instructed you numerous times to refrain from such behavior in public, you vexing insect!" At that moment, a melodious voice reached his ears, saying, "Please leave me alone; I am a guest of Petal-rain!" Gimp swiftly took flight, filled with anticipation to discover the identity of this voice. To his astonishment, he realized that a guard was physically harming a Fae, a fairy who belonged to his own kind and had not been transformed into a Sin Kin or captured. Witnessing the guard mistreat this fae as if she were an outcast filled Gimp with fury.
Gimp's blood boiled, and rage overwhelmed him. This was the moment and the first step of saving his people, he thought in his mind. Without thinking of his actions, he cast a spell, which summoned orange runes out of thin air in front of him, and the sounds of screeching fireworks appeared. Small flares shot out of the orange runes and aimed at the guard, harming the fae fairy. From the sky, the guard heard the speed screeching as he looked up and cursed, but was interrupted by several explosions forming on him, burning and knocking out the guard. Still, the sound was loud and massive, making it sound like part of the city exploded.
The fae fairy was sent flying back by the impact of the attack, but Gimp quickly caught her to prevent any harm from his spell. Despite both of them crashing into crates and barrels due to the force, Gimp bore the brunt of the impact. Regrettably, the fae fairy was knocked unconscious, yet her breathing remained steady. Gimp gingerly rose from the debris, lifted her gently, and placed her on a bench near the town's fountain, his expression filled with anxiety and care for her well-being, wishing for her swift recovery.
While Gimp was caring for her, he observed that she had a light pink complexion with freckles on her face. Her long hair was a shade of purple, and her wings resembled those of a butterfly, colored in shades of purplish blue and black. The fae fairy wore clothing that looked like pink petals, and her ears were small and pointed. She stood at a height similar to Gimp, just slightly taller, and it appeared that she had antennas protruding from her forehead. Her figure was akin to that of a model, causing Gimp to believe that she was the most beautiful being he had ever seen.
Upon awakening, Gimp hastily took flight, feeling both embarrassed and timid, fully aware of the fear his appearance might evoke in her. Opening her eyes, she glanced around, her expression reflecting confusion or disorientation. "Ouch, my head! What just happened?" Rising from the bench, she swiftly approached the temple to inform her friend Petal-Rain about the guard's actions. Unbeknownst to her, Gimp skillfully concealed himself, desperately avoiding being noticed. However, at that moment, he realized the gravity of his actions and resolved to search for Asukem.
Asukem, an 18-year-old orphan from Rikros, is transformed into a sinkin by an evil demon who wields power to torment souls with her lust. Ah'keim, a powerful being with a mysterious ulterior motive, mentors him as he struggles to regain his humanity and undo the damage caused by the female demon. With the help of new friends who try to help him escape his fate as a sinkin, Asukem sets out to fight the void and gain control over his powers, all while seeking redemption for his past sins.
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