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Renji smirked up at the dungeon, practically vibrating with excitement. Although it had been embarrassing with the Goddess fussing over him with the rest of the familia watching, he really did appreciate it. His Grandmother didn't believe in haircuts, something about scissors dulled three times over and the number of fates and blah blah blah, so he hadn't been sure what to do with his hair for the dungeon. It reached just past his back and he had been worried about monsters grabbing onto it. Thankfully, Aphrodite pulled it into a tight bun and pinned it in place at the back of his head. She definitely made a few choice remarks about it too. Apparently he would be getting it trimmed tonight after the dungeons. Something about split ends and conditioner. Renji shrugged and turned his attention back to the dungeon, a familiar excitement bubbling in his stomach.

And then it happened. His breath caught in his throat as Feron walked by. That was what he wanted. To be as strong as- no, stronger than!- Feron. He wanted his name on everyone's lips, he wanted to reach the deepest parts of the dungeon, he wanted to be someone his familia could be proud of! 

[color=f7976a]"I swear Feron. I'm going to outpace you if its the last thing I do!"[/color] Renji vowed right then and there before he bolted into the dungeon, excitement and nervousness buzzing in his veins.