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On the top of the world, shielded from man with walls of ice was discovered. This sacred land was defiled by unworthy mortals, who purpose was to steal the riches that lay inside the tomb of the gods. The greedy humans paid no respect as the bulldozed the forest that had survived in the ice-cold temperatures to the ground. Their mouths watered with excitement as the tomb’s entrance was in view. To their surprise a single wan stood in their way
“Get out the way you punk” one of the foolish people bellowed,
“Hold your tongue” the man roared back, startling everyone in his wake,
“Why you little..” a man roared as he charged towards the unmoving man, The other workers laughed thinking the man was frozen in fear
“Fool” the man muttered as he disappeared instantly, the worker’s eyes darted around looking for any sign of the mysterious figure that once stood before him.

Moments past and there was nothing, the worker calmly walked back over the other workers that were hired to help gather the riches. The man didn’t make it to his friends and the imprint of a fist appeared on his face, followed by a loud crack, obviously where the force of the punch had broken the man’s neck. The once vanished man stood staring at the now cowering thugs.

“I am Sin, and you will pay for yours” muttered Sin. Sin didn’t look older them eighteen, his hair was a blood red the drooped down just above is eyes in little spikes. His eyes matched his hair colour, Sin had the kind of eyes that peered deep inside of you as if he was reading you like a book. His face had two scars, once above his left eye, reaching from his forehead to his hairline, the other was on his right cheek, it was rather small but it looked somewhat deep. He wore a black top, one of the sleeves were ripped off and was replaced with a metal casing, spiked at the fingertips to look like a bear’s claw. His trousers were black jeans, worn away and the knees and the bottom of the legs. His shows were black tuxedo shows, shined to perfection.

Two of the men decided to charge Sin, thinking he could be out-numbered, they were wrong, he simply swung his metal arm at one of the two men’s face, making him shoot blood from his mouth, sending a tooth or two into the air. The other didn’t stop attacking as the first man hit the floor; sin blocked the man’s attack with his un-armoured arm, clawing at his neck with the other, making blood gush out into his face. A sinister grin appeared on his face as the man hit the floor, showing his blood down upon Sin. The other men fled the area “No you don’t” Sin grunted in his lust for death, he chased after them, hunting them as if they were defenceless prey. He saw a few of the fleeing men in the distance, his pace increased as he gritted his teeth, clenching his fist as he got closer and closer to one of the more larger men “Die..” he muttered into the mans ear as he drove his claw into the man’s back.

He stood still watching the man twitch in pain as he spat on the ground “Worthless” he whispered to himself as he began walking back, letting the other men go free. He licked the blood of his claw like a cat cleaning its fur, swallowing every drop of blood that entered his mouth.

The look of shock and anger appeared on his face, the tomb’s door had been open and one of the three men her thought he killed were missing, he darted inside to see if they were inside but all they found was an empty room, normally there would be an urn placed in the centre of this room, it contain the ashes of death. Legend said it can make and person live forever, unable to die a natural death, but there was more two it, the ashes gave any one who held even the tiniest speck of powder on them increased strength, speed, agility and much more. Sin looked down at his pendent “Bastards…” he grunted, as he fled the tomb, following the tracks left by the thieves “I’ll get you” he groaned as one of the men stood still, almost waiting for him, It what the man who Sin had hit in the face with his claw.

Within an instant the man was gone, just like Sin did with the first man he killed. Sin stood still, waiting for the man’s attack “Coward” he muttered as a sharp pain spread throughout his back, sending him flying into the air. He eyes widened for a moment as he spun round in mid air, sending his foot into the chest of his attacker, making him smash into the snow covered ground. A slightly tremor was sent through the floor before Sin landed on his feet.

Nice work jester of roses, very interesting 3nodding

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