Yeah i drew him

[ Rinso ] ( she/her )
"...."

Akira: "What is it already?"

"as an assassin i must do my stupid job-"

"Aww, how cute" he sighed "You're just posing as one

"what?"

"You can't kill me

"as long you are more powerful then me i will admit defeat" *she grinned*

"...hm" he turned around "Don't come after me unless you wish to fight

"if i'm forced i must"

Akira dashed across rooftops

*vanished*

"Now im safe

*and look their behind you*

"Are you serious? You really wanna fight

"yup"

"Why though?"

"it's my job"

"Fine" he got into a stance

*spinning sword*

Suddenly, she was punched in the stomach by her

*Strife looked at him, as if trying to examine him. He kept his hands in his robe, as if he were concealing something.* "You're Akira, if I'm not mistaken. Correct?"

“Thank you, my lord.” He looked down

"Stop calling me that- I'm just 13-"

“Sorry..” he put his hands in his pockets

"Forgot to mention, my name is Strife. Strife Moonshire." *He held out his hand.*

Akira shook it “nice to meet you.”

"Mhm-" *He sighed.* "I personally just, don't see the need to kill you anymore."

"I'm grateful"

"Well, I could fight...but why would I?"

"I mean, it wouldn't hurt to at least try to avoid what many people want to be inevitable, no..? Plus, I'm a mere child too." *He tilted his head, as if to be confused if Akira didn't know he was one.*

"Well good. your first kill" he smiled "Make sure yo don't have remorse until afterwards. It's what makes us sane

*Strife gave him an empty and blank stare, seemingly offended.* "Pardon, but I've taken far too many lives to keep count. After all.." *He sighed, as his knife began to glow, before he dashed past Akira, to slice his head off in the process.* "Being histories youngest god, gives me big expectations."

"Ah! A god! Where are my manners?" Akira bowed "S-sorry for my insolence"

*He looked back, before he shrugged* "You at least are powerful. But please, don't address me as such. I was bestowed this honor...because my father did it to save my own life." *He walked back over to Akira, slipping his weapon back into his pocket.* "Plus, I'm the god of torture...and blood.. rather dark things, but I can handle it."

"Oh! Well, since this may be our only meeting...I'm Akira Sotoshi. The last saiyan. My father was a god"

"Ah, rather interesting.."

"...well, Are you gonna kill me?"

"As of now, I don't really see why. You don't seem to be a, bad person."

"...who's asking?"

"That I believe, isn't of too much concern now, isn't it." *He inched forwards.*

"If someone were to ask who I am, I should know who they are, correct?"

"Not necessarily..." *He kept walking towards him, before standing directly in front of him.* "The motive for me asking is different from yours."

(Just to see how this scene actually goes, how tall is Akira?? Strife here is 5'5, and Id just find it funni to see him having to look up at them-)

(around 5'8 to 6'0

(alright, feel free to continue xd

"What do you mean

*His hand slightly moved, to reveal that he was holding a unique looking knife in his pocket.* "Once again, it isn't of much concern."

“Hm…” he still hadn’t turned around to look at him “well, I guess it is”

*Then, Strife appeared right in front of him. Akira seemed to, feel a dark emanating presence just from him standing.* "Exactly."

"Why do you wish to kill me?"

*They chuckle in a sinister like tone.* "I wouldn't say it's a wish..if it's coming true."

“A wish coming true. Ironic” he turned around

"I guess you aren't one to, necessarily understand."

“Once again, why do you want to kill me?”

"At this point, it's just what I have to do.. I believe you understand at least that, correct?"

“Yeah, I understand that.” He turned around “do what you must”

"Right.."

Akira smiled

*He looked down, and muttered a few things to himself, in what sounded to be a rather upset and disappointed tone. Then, he pulled his knife out of his pocket* "You're, accepting that?"