Little Rico's page

The red whisps slowly turns to haze as Rico starts panting increasingly.

No, anger is bad, hate is bad, have to remain calm, in control, clear of mind...

A gravely hissing voice softly resounds through the room.

You haven't been in control since 8 years Little Rico, embrace your anger and hatred, embrace me.

Rico closes his eyes and breaths slowly while mumbling : Please no, Please go away, I didn't mean to do it, they made me....

Miss Yuuno, me being weak isn't the problem, it's just that he is so much stronger than me...

will save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Rico reaches for Yuunos hand, when a whisp of red vapor escapes from his mouth.

T-that's why I'm here at the dojo, I n-need to be stronger so I can stand up to Him

The last word drips from Rico's mouth as if it were venom.

But he d-doesn't stop...I want him to go away...

A human boy barely in his teens walks to Yuuno, he seems to be extremely nervous, whimpereing whenever he walks past sparring students.

Y-y-your one of Sensei's guests right?

I-I'm Rico, I joined this Dojo a week ago and I'm not very strong or brave or-.You think that this will go on for a while if you don't interrupt his unwarrented self-loathing.