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[h3]Seidoujima Island[/h3]
[b]Sunday, May 8th 20XX
Late Evening[/b]

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The quiet island town of Seidoujima was a peaceful place, people woke up early, worked in the day, then went home to eat dinner and then go to sleep. It was a typical day for any Japanese suburb, with a decent flair of activity from lunch following through until sunset, today was no different. As the people went home to sleep, nice and early, they would not notice the frigid air that began to pervade throughout the town. Delicate blades of grass began to frost over and shatter at the tips, the water's surface ever so slightly showed signs of freezing, and windows began to fog up.

Many would not notice this slight change if they were inside, but those who were unfortunate enough to be caught outside... Well perhaps they were not destined to have a peaceful sleep tonight.

A convenience store clerk stepped outside on his way home from his shift, his windbreaker jacket and beanie may have protected him from the cool spring breeze of a town so close to the sea, but unexpectedly he found himself a fair bit colder than anticipated.

"Is there a cold front...? Jeez, the weather report didn't say anything about this", he walked along the suburb paths towards his home, he muttered to himself just wanting to get home for tonight as he sped his walking up, yet in time he would speed it up for a reason other than a desire to be home.

From the corner of his eye he spotted a shadow, not unusual, stray cats were not too uncommon here, yet the next shade he saw was positively translucent, disappearing behind a corner, causing him to stop as he felt a cold sweat come upon him. The instinct of every man that cannot be removed from them. Fear of death. He had no idea why he felt such a thing, yet with some added urgency he began to move quicker yet again. He felt a presence around him, urging him to sprint now, and soon he was in a full-blown marathon towards home, and as he reached the door, he reached for the knob. It was ice cold, so much so that he flinched. He felt that presence yet again behind him, fearfully he did not want to turn and see, and yet he did out of morbid curiosity.

The man's eyes were drained of life as a white hand reached for him, translucent, like the mist itself had taken form. The man would crumple onto his knees, before the white presence flew away towards the sky. Towards the castle visible through the moon as if it were a window into another world.

The Castle of the Frozen Moon.

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[@Kafka Komedy][@Ginnungagap][@Amaterasu][@I-Am-X][@Lonewolf685][@TheHangedMan]

What a horrible night to have a curse, or more accurately, what a horrible night to be dealing with one. It was quite unexpected that these students would be putting their exorcism class notes to real life application the very night they were taught the subject. Try as they might to go home, the undead would waylay them. Skeletons, ghosts, and some minor ice yokai would peek their heads out. Tonight, this small island town would be quite close to the realm of the underworld, the large moon like a window into this world as the grand ice castle was visible through it.

Their movements would bring them closer to the moon by one reason or another, unable to remove this compulsion from them to do so. Everything in their bodies screamed to step away yet a hypnotic suggestion brought them closer, as if the moon hungered for their souls, demanding it from them, a demand so powerful they could not step away.

Eventually, they found themselves stepping up to the large open ice doors of the castle. The ghosts that they had been fighting through the town converged here, flying through the open doors, ignoring the group. It was like they were gathering... Did they ignore this group of young students because they saw them as willing sacrifices? Or perhaps they were mere drones with a blindspot for their directive? Who knows.

As this group of students walked in, the fear of death becoming palpable, this entire castle felt like it had eyes on every surface, like a dark castle. The castle of a true monster. Standing at the end of the hall was a young boy... Icarus would recognize him, the strange boy he met on the mountain.

[@Kafka Komedy] Beside Edward as he walked through the hall was Rodrick, crossed arms as if he had always been there like it was the most natural thing. Ask him why he was here or what he was doing here his answer was simple. [color=7ea7d8]"I saw you slinking off in the night practicing the class subject in secret. Of course I had to observe and see what trick you may demonstrate"[/color]. Adamant as ever that Edward's luck was more than what it was.

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The boss fight will be conducted in the discord, please refer to that.

Edward's luck has netted him an ally to be used in combat.

The full dialogue to start the fight will be done in the discord too.

When the fight is over I'll put the transcript in a follow-up post.

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