[Center][color=ed1c24][h2]Fujiwara no Mokou[/h2]
Level 7 (holding 1 level up)
67/70

Location: The Midnight Walk - Abandoned Lodge
Wordcount: 372 (+1)[/color][/Center]

With the minigame completed, Mokou had largely chosen to walk off, finding a nice spot in the support beams of the lodge to sit down and rest. From high above, she watched the rest of the Seekers prepare for a night’s rest, and in the relative quiet of the night, Mokou finally had time to think to herself.

The flow of time was always strange to her. A thousand years of life made it so that certain events blended into one another… And if she was still subjected to that memory block, she was certain that this little trip would just be another footnote in her mind. Rebirth was a concept she was more than familiar with, but a rebirth into a world so unlike Gensokyo was, at the least, something that added more variety to her life. Even the Seekers were interesting, in their own ways. That Tenna was an oddity in every capacity, but Mokou felt an odd liking towards them and their dedication to making things interesting. A far cry from herself, who simply floated through life.

The others weren’t as interesting, but Mokou couldn’t say that she disliked them, like Sectonia or Sandalphon. Aside from two… Rammatra and Ganondorf, if she overheard their names right. She was old enough to be capable of picking up on less than savory individuals, and those two were distinctly rotten, from her point of view. Or, perhaps just Ganondorf. She’d have to chat with them to figure out what their deals were. 

As Mokou let her head rest upon the sturdy wood behind her, her mind drifted back to the main goal of the Seekers right now. To find and kill this ‘Baldur’. She still barely knew what this man was like… But from everything she had heard, she was going to despise them when she finally met them. Living with immortality was one thing, but using it as an excuse to abuse those without it… It brought back unwelcome memories of a certain period of her life where Mokou had done just that, all in the pursuit of finding a way to end her curse. 

Well, she’d get to bashing their head in for being a prick once she met him.