Serin (Fosdrakmon) - Andrei's Arkadimon

[Kingmana]

Preferences: Champions and above
Limitations: None

As soon as you enter this room, a cold and very strong wind strikes you plenty. You try to force your way in and manage to close the door in the mean time. After a while you are finally in and you can't help but shiver, the whole place is white, whiter than you have ever seen in your life. You kneel to grab a piece of the white stuff....yes, it's snow and there is plenty more coming as you see that it doesn't stop snowing for long. Some breezes come to strike you multiple times as you catch the surroundings and you figure out that you better get over this if you don't want to end frozen solid. As soon as you start to walk you notice that even breathing is hard over here, are you in some kind of high peak of some sort? It wouldn't surprise you with how shallow the air feels and how cold it is. Walking is also quite harder, not only for the lack of oxygen but because your feet kind of have to dig themselves out to advance as the layers of snow seem to be covering everything. You don't know how much time has passed, but you can feel a soft mucus flowing through your nostril and starting to freeze quickly, uggh, you are going to take an ugly illness at this rate if you continue like this. Perhaps you should return? Problem is that, you are not entirely sure how to return as you can barely look behind you and the footprints you had left in your way have probably disappeared by now. You look again at the front and you see a clear way up the sides of the mountain. Strange, how is that you can't see where you was but can clearly see where you are going? It seems like the storm is guiding you, willing you to continue. Well, you can't disappoint a storm can you? And the sooner you get to your destination, the sooner this will end.

Again, you don't know how much time it passes, but you finally reach a much plane terrain after climbing/jumping over a few rocks. You take a look around and see an anthro figure a few yards away. The figure doesn't seem to be moving at all but it's clear to your senses that it must be some kind of live being, or that at least it must have been, uhm. As you creep closer you drown a cry. First you notice that the creature must be in fact a dragon with that tail you can see laying to its side, but that is not what shocks you. What really scares you is the fact that the entire figure is covered in snow, from the paws to the very head and from the tail to his arms. The creature must have been standing there in some kind of lotus position for quite a bunch of time. You doubt it is still alive, but it wouldn't hurt to investigate, would it?

What will you do?
>> Shout something from the distance at the creature.
>> Try approaching to it and check if its alive.
>> Make a snow ball and throw it at the creature.

[andrei]

The pink Alucard walked through the snowy area, the cold barely making his body flinch. He was used to this high temperatures. The sound of the harsh wind, the feeling of the cold, they were relaxing for him but when he found the dragon frozen in the snowy area he was impressed. He extended a whip, not telling a thing but he only wanted to check if this guy was alive or not.

[Kingmana]

The figure remains quiet even as Arkadimon approaches, not showing any desire of moving or well, any sign of being alive at all. Then, just when that whip is about to touch it, the figure jumps and turns around in a split second while landing on his feet expertly with a quick flash of a yellow light. ''Get those darn whips out of my face'', he snaps out quickly as he swings a spiritual blade in the air, menacing to cut those whips down for good. He had apparently summoned the blade at the same time he had stood up so expertly, showing clear signs of his dexterity and agility. Much of the snow that was covering him just a few moments ago had slipped down to the ground, letting the soft shiny yellow scales bellow be seen in the wild. The scales, although a little dull due to the snow and water that was covering, shine brightly with the light of the sun which gives him a nice cool look in contrast with the stone he was a second ago. It does help to see how his hair moves along the wind now that most of the snow had fallen of it. The hair seems to vibrate with the lights of the sun and it gives the dragon a rather masculine look if combined with his well formed pectorals and abs, though, as weird as it may sound, it also give a hint of a feminine tone if you focus on his wide hips and bulgy tail. Perhaps.....''What do you want?'', the creature suddenly snaps at you, taking you out of your thoughts. It's not time to daydream, not when he is sporting such a dangerous weapon like a spiritual blade and with that dexterity and speed of him, you are not sure if you can stop him if he wanted to attack you.

What will you do?
>> Say hi and treat him like a male.
>> Say hi and treat him like a female.
>> Tell the truth behind this from the beginning.

[andrei]

"Sorry. I only wanted to see if you were okay. Didn't know that a holy dragon acted so unfriendly like beings from the Shadow Abyss. Next time, I won't care about anything else and I'll let you alone. I only wanted to see if I could had helped if you could understand that."Arkadimon said, a little annoyed for being threathened just for trying to do something nice.
"I will walk away and you may keep your loneliness. If you want to know, my name is Arkadimon. Goodbye, dragon."
Arkadimon turned his back and whispered to himself.
"If he wants to be all by himself, devoured by loneliness, let him be...I know that pain too well and he seems he doesn't want to let it go."

[Kingmana]

Serin rolls his eyes and sighs. There was something with Dark Digimon that really drove him crazy. It was not the fact they were Dark Digimons actually, it was their so cold, distant and annoying personalities. The Digimon had come all the way up here and had actually worried about the dragon, but a single reaction was more than enough to drive him away and then he had the nerves to act as if he was doing the right thing all along and the dragon is the evil one. Serin didn't snapped out like that for nothing. He did that because the whips were a threat and he reacted of pure instinct. He didn't do that because it was a dark Digimon who had done it, the reaction would just have been exactly the same if any other Digimon had approached to poke him with a blade or any other thing that would represent a threat. Serin takes his life quite seriously and won't let anything that represents a threat get less than a kilometer from him, it's just plain stupid to try being friendly to him with a weapon in hand, in mean, come on, who would be stupid enough to even try to help anyone by pointing them with a blade or a whip that can possible absorb your very soul in a split second?

The dragon watches as the Dark Digimon marches away and sighs. To be really honest, it was a misunderstanding of both sides. It wouldn't hurt to at least try to greet the Digimon who had come here to see him. ''Wait'', Serin calls out for the Arkadimon. He doesn't wait for a reply, though, he flexes his strong legs and jumps high on the air, flipping around twice to land nicely in-front of Arkadimon's way. The dragon's soft claws land over the much softer snow without a single sound, showing how furtive the dragon could be if he wanted to. ''First you try to touch me with your whips without saying anything at all to warn me and then you have the nerve to walk away like this? Are all Dark Digimon so cold, stupid and careless?'', he asks and points at the Dark Digimon with his blade while copying the tone Arkadimon used to say something similar just a little bit ago. Serin sighs again and swings the blade in the air away of Arkadimon and it only banishes away leaving a bunch of shiny sparks in the air. Serin catches the sparks and his hand gains a soft yellow glow. He then shows that same hand in-front of the Dark Digimon. ''I am Serin, a Fosdrakmon at the moment, though that is only temporal like everything else on this life'', he says kindly with a tad of a mysterious tone as he sports a small smile. ''Let's try again, okay?'', he suggests and his smile grows a little bit bigger, but just a little.

What will you do?
----No options available

//OOC: You really do what you feel like, so I am not going to waste time and give you any further options. Let's have a much freely roleplay if that is what you want.

[andrei]

(I hope you aren't angry or anything...)

"So it seems. I am Arkadimon, Serin-FosDrakmon. And my whips hurt only if I want. I can also use them to check the state of a person..like one who acts like a frozen cube in a snowy area. Yet, next time I'll just leave you alone, Serin-FosDrakmon."said Arkadimon, really trying to be friendly.
"Sorry for startling you.

[Kingmana]

Serin chuckles and crosses his arms with a smile. ''I was not a frozen cube in a snowy area!'', he complains, though by the tone he is using he is clearly just playing. ''I was meditating, trying to make both my mind and body grow stronger. It's quite relaxing to meditate under the snow and it helps a bunch to concentrate both because you can hear the sounds of nature at their brim and because you know none would bother you'', he says though his smiles disappears by the end. An awkward silence proceeds with the only interruption being the strong wind around them. After a while, Serin manages to say something: ''Look....I am on one of my trainings sessions right now, one that takes weeks and even months sometimes. Yet, it wouldn't hurt to stop for a little bit. Would you uhm....want to come to my cave and maybe talk a bit? I could use some uhm.....company....''. He smiles dimly at the last few words, feeling a bit awkward to admit that to the Arkadimon, again, not because he was a dark Digimon, but because he barely knew the Digimon at all. Strangers are always a potential threat but Serin just feels like giving it a try this time around.

//OOC: No you did not! It was just hard to spell that one without sounding mad X_X. But yeah, things are fine between us, don't worry.

[andrei]

(I see...Well, I got a scare for today it seems.)

Arkadimon tilted his head a little and nodded.
"That very...kind of you...Thanks. No one showed me this kind of hospitality...except my Master. My Master is good.said Arkadimon.
"Sorry for disturbing your meditation though. I also meditate sometimes, in my own way, but I always leave a sign for people to understand that. I really thought you needed some help.
Arkadimon walked closer to Serin.
"Please show me the way."

[Kingmana]

Serin chuckles a bit, actually finding the Arkadimon a bit funny. ''I am sure you love your Master all the way in, Arkadimon'', he says gently and walks pass him before turning around to gesture him to follow. ''This way'', he says and takes a path to the left while he moves his tail on the air, catching a few snowflakes and throwing them against the ground carelessly before he repeated the process, as if was some kind of game or a way to pass the shyness. They finally arrive to a slightly lower terrain. Serin moves his fingers over the wall carelessly till his index meets a hole and then his other fingers all find the targets. He breaths in deep and a small light comes out of his necklace making the wall shake a bit. An opening appears in-front of them and Serin gestures the Dark Digimon to pass. ''Make yourself comfortable.'', he says as he enters after Arkadimon. Inside, you find the place is much like a cave, with a good sized chamber and what seems to be a covered tunnel that takes to the rest of the cave. There are a few stalactite and stalagmite around and even a few of them who had joined in a solid pillar. The only thing that seems handmade is the green carpet that lays on the ground. The carpet feels soft and warm and spots some different designs drawn in yellow and a few little bit in red with a meaning you can't really get. Serin takes a seat over the carpet in the lotus stand and gently gestures Arkadimon to sit as well. As you can see, there is not much here, as you mustn't take anything material to your spiritual meditation stuff, but it's a good refugee from the cold. I also have some food if you want to share something or we can just talk as it's clear to my eyes that we both enjoy some deep and misterious talks'', he smiles kindly at the Arkadimon and raises his arms behind his hand before moving his fingers over his hair, trying to remove the snow and make it look much tidier.

//OOC: Hehe! Sorry about that, buddy. But I told you, if I have something to say, I say it bluntly and with no medicine, just like my dragons do. So don't worry! You are fine and this roleplays are epical! Quite fun and interesting.

[andrei]

"I rarely eat."said Arkadimon as he stood down.
"Sure. We can talk...That should prove to be interesting. Master likes researching things, of any king. And because of this, we also learn...More or less."
Arkadimon looked at Serin and tries to return the smile, still not very good.
"About which subject should we discuss?"

[Kingmana]

Serin grimaces a bit at that question, finding the moment a little bit awkward, specially after the comment that the Digimon barely ate at all. ''Ehmmmmm....'', he replies as he moves a hand to scratch his head a bit and leans forward a bit. It's clear that he doesn't know what to say or what to talk about, it was also a bit awkward to have the dark Digimon so comfortable in his home. Serin is the kind type that doesn't really mind meeting new people, he even finds it interesting. Things would be better if the Arkadimon could share a bit of himself before getting to talk to anything. Serin finally finds something to reply: ''Well, Arkadimon, you are the one who came all way up here, evading all the tricks and inclemencies of this mountain. Feel free to talk about the topic you feel like. You can even ask me questions and I will answer them gladly. No limitations, feel free to be as direct as possible. Just don't get surprised if I ask back the same things you ask''. The dragon crosses his arms and wraps his tail over his hips as he smiles and lifts his right eye a bit, giving the dark Digimon the chance to think and find a topic himself.

[andrei]

"Well, let's start with the beggining. As you may know, I come from the Shadow Abyss and I believe our master know each other quite well. I also had the...pleasure to know your brother a little."started Arkadimon, watching every reaction Serin did.
"Yet, I do not know a thing about you... And I would like to know more before we start to debate the energy and secrets of the universes through the different mirrors of our minds. So, who are you Serin?I am a destroyer. You?

[Kingmana]

Serin chuckles and then giggles a bit at Arkadimon's remark of his so called brother, it was obvious by the way he said it that it didn't go well. Serin didn't know about that till now. Reyko and Serin are twins in spirit, but that doesn't mean they expend much time together, it's actually the opposite. If Serin had know that before, perhaps he could have treated the Arkadimon in a different, but not negative, way.

''So you had the pleasure of meeting my brother, uh? Heh, I am sure by that look that it didn't go well. Can't really blame you, it's not easy to deal with my brother after all. I can't even manage to stand him myself, less will someone that have met him only once'', the dragon begins with a smile that shows that he enjoys talking about that and that he likes the Arkadimon so far.

Serin's smiles fades as Arkadimon asks his question and he takes a much serious stance, clearly thinking on something. ''So....who I am? Uhmmm...'', he says and stands up. He turns around and naturally lifts his tail and moves a claw to his chin as he thinks. After a little while he finally turns around to look at the Arkadimon once again. ''Who I am? I am Serin, a pleasure to meet you'', he says a bit mockingly and smiles dimly. It passes a few minutes before he continues talking, taking a much more explicative tone, as if he was trying to explain something important. ''You ask who I am and I say that I am Serin. Do you want to ask what I am? I am just going to tell you that I am a Dragon of Light. If you want to know something else about me, you will have to be as specific as you are forthright.'' He then smiles and crosses his arm while looking at the Arkadimon with eyes that flow with both wiseness and experience. His tail also bends over itself a few times and then extends, repeating the process as it was watching the Arkadimon's moves as well. Other than that, the dragon doesn't make any other apparent move.

[andrei]

Arkadimon, as with Reyko, was also trying to peer through Serin. Yet, Serin was very different from Reyko. Too different.
"Hmm...I am rarely speaking what is in front and I am rarely believed.Yet...My eyes can't quite find where you stand, Serin-FosDrakmon. Why? Is that you can't find your place? Or something else? If you don't mind me asking.said Arkadimon.
"You may be Serin-FosDrakmon now...yet you may not be. You may be the reflection of light but you may be also it's shadow. You may be the protector or the judgement. You may have mercy or tyranny, you may bring salvation or end. This is what you are. So, where are you now, Serin-FosDrakmon?
Arkadimon stretched his back while waiting for Serin's response. He didn't understand the [pair between Reyko and Serin. They were brothers, yet the link between them was weird. Arkadimon saw a lot in the Abyss yet he wanted to know more. Much more than he knew now.

[Kingmana]

Serin giggles a bit at Arkadimon's words, finding him a little bit funny. The guy really loves to talk deeply it seems and Serin likes that, but the Arkadimon also seemed to go too far away when speaking. He was really trying to question the dragon's very soul and core. Serin is not really used to being questioned like that. He is a holy dragon, the healer of the team, the one that takes special care that everyone could return from a battle, that's just all that Serin needed to know about himself or, at least, what others needed to know about him. Nevertheless, even if he was not used to it, it's not like Serin dislikes being questioned like that, he actually finds it pretty much interesting. ''Your eyes can't see where I stand, uhm...?'', he says and begins to circle around the Arkadimon while watching him carefully, studying the Dark Digimon as much ,and perhaps even more, as he was studying the dragon. He continues with a much more tricky tone, meant to deal both confusion and ambiguity to the listener: ''What happensss [.] if I were to say that I jusst [,] didn't want you to know where I stand on foorrrr [,], let's say, whatever reason could I possible have?''. This is already turning into a weird game of analysis and studies between the Holy and the Dark Digimon, a game that Serin not only was good at, but he also loved every single bit of it. Nothing beats a smart word battle after all. ''As to where I am, [.] I am on a cave, [,] talking with a very interesting and entertaining guest. And if you want to know where I am standing, [,] I am over soft rocks and gravel and sometimes I touch the soft carpet of my lair, [.] as you can probably tell'' He grins at the last few words and stops just in-front of the Arkadimon, waiting for his reply as he crosses his arms once again.

Note: [,] and [.] stand for the pauses the character deliberately makes on his speech with the [.] being longer than the [,]. These marks help to understand how the character speaks to imagine him better, they have no actual meaning in the writing form. The extra letters on a few words are also to express how character drags a few letters deliberately to keep things interesting.

[andrei]

(Ty for the explanation. I didn't really know what those signs meant.)

Arkadimon didn't like to be analyzed a lot because he didn't like for other people to find that he was blind. And for a healer(as he knew a lot) as Serin, it was even worse. He knew it wasn't any spell or potion to regive him his sight and how he lost it was quite a secret that only he knew. But if he had tried to hide, he wouldn't had entered Serin's game and he really wished to have a little entertainment now...or maybe more?
"So that's how are you going to play? Hide plain visible in the lane? Hidden by some words unseen? Forgotten to say what you mean? Riddles, messages lost to the deep sea, they mean nothing, if you don't wish to see, then don't do it. If you wish to see, just open the door and open your mind, as darkness is in everything and in there I reside. Even in the shadow of the light, my tendrils find work of people afar. I am good at crazing people, I scratch the door and the mind I obliterate. Don't you see what I mean? I am a seeker...and I wish only for this. I am a researcher...and I experiment everything. Yet no matter how much I search, no matter how deep I learn, no matter how much I plunder in someone's soul, there are places that I can't foretold. Places that I can't understand their meaning...but they are beautiful and I lust for them...And I learn...i learn again and again..yet the hole remains and eats everything else. You hide and I open. You close and I give you my key. What are you going to do with this, is in your power. I entered your challenge as you seen, yet my play is different than thee."

[Kingmana]

Serin grins widely and moves his tongue over his upper lips. Yes! This is the kind of game he loves so much, and the Arkadimon does really make it all much more interesting. This is even better than playing around with other males, this is truely what Serin's passionate mind searches for. ''Oh I see, [,] but you have to know that I loveeee differences...'', he says with a grin. He resumes his walk around the Dark Digimon as he speaks. ''Darkness...[,] you talk about it as if it was an entire force by its own, when it's just one of the many forces our Goddess gives to us all. You say you hide in darkness? That's only half true. [.] What if I were to say thaaat you just claim to hide in darkness, when the true is that you just hiiide [,] in the shadows of your own heart? Does it even shakes the floor where you stand to think about it for just a minute? I am sure it doesn't, but still...[,] it's a nice way to think it, isn't it?'' Serin grins at that part. ''And you say you make people crazy? I don't quite think so. Perhaps you can confuse, that's something everyone can do, [,] but making them crazy? Oh you are just fooling yourself. It's pretty easy to control the weak and drive them crazy, it's something that even I, a being of light, can do with ease. [.] Oh I would love to see you trying that with me, I really do. He grins once again at that part and the muscles of his tail and legs clench at his thoughts. ''And I am sure that there must be plenty of thinks you can't quite understand. Sometimes [,] a little more than just an analyzer mind is needed. You need heart, you need love, you need feelings! There are plenty of things that can't be savored properly without the help of other senses. And believe me when I say this. [.] I will make sure you understand this by the end of our talk'' Once again, Serin successfully stops just in-front of Arkadimon after his talk. He seems to be good at counting his words and moderating his pace as he didn't need to stop or speed up in order to finish just in time.

//OOC: Well, the explanation was needed. I kind of made that on the spot so yeah XD. But I figured out it would be nice for you to know the Serin likes to speak on certain way to keep the interest of his guest and the fun of the game as well, of course.

[andrei]

"Water and fire...Air and earth...Light and darkness...All are the same but different. I hide in the shadows of my own heart? If things were so easy. Darkness is a force to be reckoned as it is light. There isn't only a god, only a goddess, she isn't alone. There are others, as dangerous, as benevolent. I don't say that your goddess isn't strong, it isn't powerful, but she isn't alone. said Arkadimon.
"The truth drives men crazy...The lie is better.You want a piece of truth, so here it be.In every being there is a tint of darkness, of evil, of HATRED...and you are no special in that you. It swirls inside you. It hides behind your heart and waits for the right moment to show...And when it'll show, you shall be the traitor, Serin-FosDrakmon... Believe me or not, that is your choice, no matter what. And you'll show me what I miss? Do you really think you can show me this? You may be a being of light, a healer, yet you have your limits too.
Arkadimon walked closer to Serin, his face extremely close to him.
"You really believe you can do this? To a being forsaken like me?

[Kingmana]

''And moon and tree, moon and tree....'', Serin corrects Arkadimon with a soft smile. ''Eight forces by their own,[,] yet they seem to balance with ease and [,] coooexist so beautifully if none bothers them. [.] You don't seem to understand, though. It's not my Goddess, is ours. You, [,] your body, [,] is always watched and taken care of. The Goddess is for us all, [,] she doesn't discriminate, she protects and takes care of every of us. And of course that there are others, but they are profane and don't want anything but destruction or their own fun. Our Goddess is sacred for everyone, dark or light alike'', he proclaims solemnly and smiles as he speaks.

Serin doesn't flinch when Arkadimon moves closer, even with their faces so close to each other and that distinct odor of death the Digimon so much owns, Serin stays calm. ''No, I have no evil or darkness in my heart'', he replies seriously as he moves a hand to his necklace. ''This....[.] this is the Necklace of the Galaxies, [,] it represents what I am, what I own. I am not a natural being. I have my own balance, [,] such as the one the Chain of Necklaces has. I am not a traitor and I will never be, because, in fact, I have no real path or destiny in this world. He retreats a little and begins to walk around the room once again. ''I can choice anything I wish and can change the course of destiny with my powers and will. There is no betrayal if you follow your road. It's just [.] impossible''. He stops once again to look at the Arkadimon. ''And yeah, why not? I have you here and you are listening to me. You are not forsaken at all, you just need to find your own path and I can help you in the way. You just need to learn to listen instead of claiming to know everything...'' He turns around and gives Arkadimon his back as he lifts his tail and thinks. ''And no. I don't claim to know everything either. But I know just how to guide a lost soul to his own path'' His necklace shines with power at that last few words.

[andrei]

(This explains quite a lot about Arkadimon )

"If you only knew the truth... I am not a being created by his goddess, but by another one...a god of chaos. The goddess couldn't love something like me, the darkness inside me swirling, twisting, altering too much. I am not like the other Arkadimon's and I'll never be. Learn, Absorb, Destroy and Protect...This are the only thing I can do, this is my creed. I am forsaken in more ways than one...I understand that he is not a normal being but he's part of this world and he respects it's Laws. He may be able to walk his own path, yet darkness resides in everything, as the light. If something would exist that won't respect the Laws...It would be interesting and awesome...but at the same time, terrifying.[/color]thought to himself somehow reminding himself that he doesn't have any place in the world.
"I may act like I know everything, I may want to know a lot...Yet I can't. My eyes won't see...My body won't feel. I can see the fire, I can touch it...yet I don't feel the burn...The warmness of sunlight....The coldness of winter and snow...or the beauty of a frail flower that just sprung to life. I'm just an animal, a jester for a god, a destroyer...and a joke.continued Arkadimon in his mind but suddenly stopped himself, feeling the silence that took over the place. He couldn't let his mind wander like this, not in the presence of another being.
Arkadimon walked away a little from Serin, back to his original spot.
"You may be able to change your destiny...but not mine. I may be lost in the abyss and I may had left the darkness inside. You let the light in you and rejected the knowledge of the dark as I done the opposite. I accepted the dark and neglected the light. How can you help someone who is dark, Light? How can I help someone at Light, as I'm dark?"said Arkadimon his head oriented away from Serin, to a corner away.
He was blind so nothing changed for him, he could still feel him so everything was the same.

[Kingmana]

Serin smiles dimly as most of of his senses start to shine in bright christmas colors when the Arkadimon begins to think to himself. Serin, as the expert of all kind of body anatomies he is, can easily tell when anyone is lying or when someone is troubled with its own thoughts. The Arkadimon may claim he was dead and his face may no show any kind of emotion, yet for Serin it wasn't like that. Dead and Alive...those are just categories you put at things over your own accord. For Serin, Arkadimon was clearly alive, he could move, react, think, get hurt, take decisions and pay for the consequences of said decisions...yes, the Arkadimon was truly alive, even without the classic heart beat, he clearly had a soul and a soul that certainly needed to be helped. Serin couldn't really get the exact words of course, but he could tell what the topic more or less was and the problem was not hard to guess either, the Arkadimon just felt he didn't belong to the world, just like Serin had in the past. In top of that Serin had already started to like the guy for real, as he would like anyone else who would stop to share a bunch of himself and listen to Serin's own story as well. Though the Arkadimon did had some other charms, as he certainly knew how to use the words.

Serin finally breaks his thoughts and decides to reply. ''You are wrong in something'', Serin begins as he decides to approach the dark being, trying to talk more personally. ''I have not rejected the darkness,[.] never could I have. Of course,[.] I don't practice the dark arts, but that just doesn't mean I have rejected them'', he says and his smiles fades as he sighs. ''Look....your problem is that you just keep on with the ancient beliefs and those stupid superstitions. There is no such thing as the ''light'' and ''dark'' as you conceive it. You may have been born in an Abyss and you had decided to just go on with the flow of being a dark guy instead of getting a change, but that doesn't mean you have rejected the light. And I am certainly a light magic user and a strong spell caster, but if I ever encounter a disease or someone who is dieing and only dark magic can save it, I would not hesitate to help said person [,] with all the effort and power I can muster'' He speaks solemnly at the last few words and with his heart, showing his clear determination and honesty. Then he begins to walk around the room once again ''Oh, if only you knew. We two, we are not different from each other. You, a Dark Virus Digimon who claims to be in the side of destruction and me, a Holy Vaccine Digimon who certainly is on the path of the light, we...[.] we are certainly a lot alike'' He stops just a few centimeters away from Arkadimon's back as he looks at him with truly friendly and kind eyes. ''As to how I could help you, Ohhhhh, [,] God of Destruction...I could just be your friend. [.] I could just give you both my aid and help [,] and certainly my friendship. You could always have someone to speak to and a hand that would certainly help you out of any trouble. You could have someone who would heal your injuries and let you keep on your needed destruction, as my magic is not limited to any kind of beign and won't hurt you at all. Shoot, you could even have someone who could fight along you. You just need to say Y-E-S here and now'', he speaks to the Arkadimon gently, showing true meaning and passion. He felt no pity about the Arkadimon, how could he?, Serin really wants to be Arkadimon friend.

[andrei]

Arkadimon waited, thinking at what Serin said.
"...Yes, I would like to have a person near me to help me understand some things...Yet I must make sure you understand...that you can take this curse upon yourself. I am not a normal Arkadimon, Serin-FosDrakmon...you love your Goddess...but..but I can assure you that she hates me."said Arkaidmon serious, from his hissing voice being clear that he was speaking a fact, not a deduction.
"She looks at you with hopeful eyes but turns away from me. she enjoys your peaceful light but the only light from me is the ones from my weapons shined in the moonlight of a blood shed. You teach peace, I teach death, you heal, I kill, you give hope and I take it away. Can you resist along such a being? Would you heal me just so I may kill again?...I confess Serin-Fosdrakmon...I envy you. You are perfect...beautiful, peaceful, calm, happy. not like me. You can make friends, you can be happy...I do not wish to burden you, to share my sorrow with you, to make you feel the scythe of death and loneliness that I see every moment...to be closer to death, maybe even bring it to you..for me to be your death."
Arkadimon rose up, now showing his huge frame, the huge muscles he was hiding. It was obvious that he was extremely strong.
"I will wait outside and let you decide alone...And I won't accept pity. At least this I know what it means."said Arkadimon in the end and started walking to the entrance of the cave, wanting to let Serin meditate upon the choice he was going to make.

[Kingmana]

Serin sighs and shakes his head while biting his lower lips. Why? Why do those Dark Digimon had to do this every time? To just walk away like that without getting your consent or at least asking. Why? The dragon was more than sure in what he ways saying. Serin always acts without remorse. He knows how much is he sinking his feet on and he couldn't care less. He wants to help this being and he wants to be his friend for real. He had come to like the dark being in the little bit of time they had expended together talking, the dragon could see beyond the tough carapace of this being, to see what other couldn't. Arkadimon's personality was quite nice and deep, he was interesting all the way in, he certain could bring Serin quite the bunch of fun and training, plus the deep talking he so much loves. Yes, they had to be friends.

Serin doesn't wastes any time and quickly leaps to the side and forward. In just a flash, he stands in-front of the Arkadimon, blocking the entrance and exit of the cave. Arkadimon may have just showed his muscles, but now Serin proves to pack quite a punch with his great speed and dexterity. ''Please don't be rude. I know what I am saying and I know all the consequences of that. You can't just leave without letting me finish'', he says serious and with a cold gaze as he blocks the path with his hands. He calms down seconds after and lowers his arms, showing more of his kind side and a cute smile. ''I like you and find you quite interesting and [,] deep. Yes, I do wish to be your friend for real. No pity, no remorse or [,] anything like that. [.] We are equals and I would like to be with you.'' He insists and then lifts a hand with a smile. He slides one of his claws over his palm, drawing a straight line of blood. ''And this is a pact I don't want to break anytime soon'', he says as he closes his eyes and lets a drop of his blood fall to the ground. His necklace begins to shine with energy as his hair lifts a little due to immense amount of power. His eyes grow yellow and shiny as a pentagram draws itself over the ground. A thick black and yellow line appears just above the pentagram with an end pointing at Serin and the other at the Arkadimon, linking them together for their entire lives. Serin also recitates a few words in the ancient language of dragons: ''Me ti̱ dýnami̱ ti̱s theás kai óloi ósoi mas koitáxei, zi̱tó̱ to pepro̱méno mou kai af̱tó to plásma tha entachthoún gia ti̱n ev̱i̱mería. Gia na zí̱soun mazí kai tis dynámeis mas den boroún na vlápsoun o énas ton állon. Af̱tó boroúme na epitýchoume mazí me ti̱n ischý mas gia na alláxei ti̱n poreía tou kósmou. Boreí i̱ týchi̱ na eínai mazí mas...'' After he is done he opens his eyes and the pentagram disappears along all of the other marks, even the dragon's injury over his palm disappears and leaves a bunch of shiny polished scales behind. Serin looks at the Arkadimon with tender eyes and a cute smile. He seems to hesitate for a little while, but he finally seems to overcome it as he runs towards the Arkadimon and tackles-hug him. He rubs his face over the bigger being's abs while moving his hands gently around his pectorals. ''I kind of jumped ahead a little, but I do wish to be your friend Arkadimon...I hope this is proof enough for you...'', he says without any shame or remorse. The dark energy of the Arkadimon seems to make its path over Serin's body but the dragon just closes his eyes and focus, unleashing a kind and soothing aura, one that meant both peace and comfort, love and protection, something so pure and gentle that even a dark being like the Arkadimon could enjoy plenty. A soft and kind hum of a song could also be heard along the aura, unleashing its power on the surroundings and calming down any being that could be close. That is the power of a fully pure holy dragon, and Serin didn't seem to be shy about using it. He was also keen to the idea of using for the Arkadimon, to bring his powers to him. A little balance of light and darkness would certainly don't hurt the world that much, now would it?

[andrei]

Arkadimon watched Serin's show of trust.
"It is...though I agree it is truly exaggerated."said Arkadimon serious.
"Thoug what do you wish to do now? I am quite new to this...friendship thing."
Arkadimon crouched again and watched Serin with his blind eyes. He was curious in what this friendship will evolve: in a curse or a blessing. He knew that he couldn't be a very good friend but promised to himself that at least he'll try.

[Kingmana]

Serin smiles dimly. He was not expecting a huge response from the Dark Digimon, but there was a difference between not expecting a huge response and not getting it at all. Serin had opened his heart for the Arkadimon with that simple, yet so deep and important pact, and it hurt a little to see that the Arkadimon was still as cold and reserved as always. But Serin doesn't let that get him down at all as he continues one with a much more sincere smile, though the disappointed is still a bit noticeable with the clear absence of eagerness he had just showed a few seconds ago. ''Well....we could just talk and do things here. You are no longer a simple guest, you are a friend now, so you can stay here on my little lair as much as you want'' He blushes a little as he adds: ''You can even stay here for the day and make yourself comfortable I....wouldn't mind at all'' He then smiles and once again moves his hands over the Arkadimon's pectorals and abs, admiring the well formed muscles and the power that was behind them. He had always enjoyed well-endowed males, and the Arkadimon didn't seem to mind the gentle touches at all, so Serin wanted to make use of that while they talked. It was just the way to show that things were different between them now, they were friends, real friends.

[andrei]

Arkadimon didn't want to be rude to Serin yet all this...was so illogical. He tried to comprehend what was happening, the pact Serin made, the hug ha made and now this massage...it was too much to get a good hold on.
"What is happening here? Why did he make that pact?...raced Arkadimon's mind with questions and confusion.
he tried comparing with everything he learned but couldn't understand. It wasn't like when a pack was formed to hunt or when he was using someone...or even when he was given an useful gift. Serin offered him too much and didn't ask him nothing in exchange.
He acted stupid. This pact could be useful to me...he is like a child, the perfect prey, unprotected, helpless...yet I still can't use him. But he isn't one. Until my corruption is complete I won't be able to beat him so why did he have done such a thing?
Even if Arkadimon was thinking, his body didn't show and he resembled in appreciating the aura Serin was making, using it as a source from which to draw energy and his massage to calm him.
"Sorry Serin-Fosdrakmon but a guest I still am. I thank you for your offer to stay with you in your lair yet...I don't want to intrude or take your space. You cam here for meditation, so loneliness should be with you not me. I really appreciate your offer though. No one ever offered me something so...nice. It is really fabulous and it really stirs things in me...Yet are you sure you made the right choice?"asked Arkadimon.

[Kingmana]

Serín's smile fades a little once again. He could tell the Dark Digimon was analyzing things and doubting about him, you didn't need to be a genius in reading some for that. Serín was more than aware that he had made something quite important and decisive this day and that things will take a different path just because this decision of being friends with this Dark Digimon. It was just natural that the Arkadimon would meditate about it all on his mind, Serín would be surprised if he didn't. Still, Serín could catch a slight hint of doubt in the Arkadimon's voice, it seems like that all he has done was not enough. Did the Arkadimon even know what the pact was about, anyway? Serín recited it in a long lost language after all, one that not many knew. ''Heh, silly guy...'', he speaks kindly and smiles gently once again. ''I am the host here, so I am the one who decides who is just a guest and who is a friend who can stay. You, my silly friend, are the second and if you choose to leave is because you either want to or because you don't want to stay with me'', he says quite gently. ''If I didn't wanted you to stay, I wouldn't be offering you this, so please, do stay, I want to know my friend a little bit better. Pretty please!'', he says kindly as he cutely grabs the Arkadimon's left claw and leans over the Dark Digimon's side as some kind of gentle hug. The dragon also uses his free hand to keep on rubbing the Dark Digimon's muscles, trying to comfort him and make him feel good. ''As for your question, I am totally sure of what I am doing and don't you dare to think I am not'', he snatches suddenly and with a much more serious stance and tone. The serious Serín disappears seconds after though as he smiles again and continues the hug. Eh, he does want to be kind with his little guest, doesn't he?

[andrei]

Arkadimon didn't move and watched straight at Serin.
"I may not be the perfect guest but...I accept the offer. But may I ask you one thing? Why are you trying to grip on my body?"said the Arkaidmon, not even knowing the meaning of a hug.
It seems that even if Arkadimon was an ancient and wise being, the emotional reactions of people were totally unknown to him. His master never showed him this side of the world and if he did, he would had lost some of his respect. Arkadimon watched the strange entity named Serin, trying to pierce through his actions..but that was seeming to be a too harder quest for him alone to seek.
Arkadimon tried to wrap his arms around Serin too, slowly and started squeezing, trying to understand why the yellow dragon was doing this but his hug was more like a bear's hug for a human. He didn't want to hurt his new "friend" but Arkadimon's thirst for knowledge was unstoppable. He didn't want to know, he needed. It was a part of his soul, of his primary core. And experimenting and seeking this knowledge wasn't as easy as it seemed.
"I'm doing...this okay?"

[Kingmana]

Serin moans slightly as he feels those bulky arms wrapping over his wrap and squeezing him against the creature with a bunch of strength. What a strong hug that was! And Serin couldn't have asked for anything better. ''Ohh....just puuurrrfect'', he says with a sincere smile as his tails wags happily by its own. He had always liked hugs and the stronger they were, the better! And being hugged by someone taller and as strong as the Arkadimon was just the best plus ever. ''Just watch out my wings'', he adds after a while as he tries to free his wings from the Dark Digimon's grip, his body loved the contact, but his fragile wings were screaming for release. The dragon then looks up the Dark Digimon and smiles as he cuddles on those abs and moves his hand over those giant pectorals. ''Oh...it is going to be so wonderful to be your friend, big guy, so, so good....'', he says and giggles as he moves his hands down the Arkadimon's abs. ''So....did I managed to convince you to stay for the night? I could teach and show you a few more things about friendship if you would like. It would be a pleasure to get to know you better as well'', he says kindly and smiles as he looks at the Arkadimon's eyes. Even though those eyes were blind, Serin could still see on them the truth and sincerity behind. The dragon didn't seem to mind the Dark Digimon's rotten smell either, he even unleashed its own scent, though his was much sweeter and tender.

[andrei]

Arkadimon observed Serin's way of attracting him to stay. Well, at least he could stay, it's not like he is defenseless. He is FAR from defenseless so the probability of Serin making him a problem is even. Good chances.
"Okay, I'll stay."responded Arkadimon as he released Serin.
"But where do you wish for me to stand."
Arkadimon observed that somehow his stench of rotten flesh and death was disturbing his new "friend" so he concentrated a little and made the stench disappeared. When hunting, a powerful stench may be a problem....or a help. Here, it was a problem.