It was a name that would slowly become familiar with Kamijou as the years draw near.
It was referring to someone by the name of Index Librorum Prohibitorum. Kamijou of course knew what the dragon was referring too. You may know whom I have spoken about, for has not the Lady Othinus once told you in mere riddles as to whom you would eventually meet when the time is right?" Not long now, you are about to undertake a journey that your other self from a different variation of the universe had once trode upon and experienced, and the start of this journey would come from someone who would visit you so suddenly as if it were a swifting dust upon the wind. "It is almost time for the significant moment of your life to occur. The dragon would begin to speak once more. "Yes, Lord IT?," he asked, sporting an expression of concern. Very subtle, and yet was effective, decisive in moments when Kamijou had most in need of it. This dragon had served as a guide for Kamijou over the years, appearing little by little, teaching him seeds of wisdom along the way. Kamijou opened his eyes, looking at the dragon, as if a student was looking at his old master, a bond that was as ancient as the passing of time. The skies were clear, with a tint of orange denoting sunrise, the rays of the sun coming down and warming the two individuals.Īnd there was nothing in these surroundings except these two, along with the sense of inner peace.Īnd then, a few moments that would seem to pass by, the dragon would begin to open it's eyes and look at Kamijou, with it's expression turning solemn. The robe and tunic were waving at the simple breeze that was also affecting the grass plains. Peach trees were seen littering throughout the area, with one significant peach tree standing just nearby the two individuals.Īs to what Touma Kamijou was currently wearing, it consisted of a simple robe that was reminscent of what the ancient Samurai warriors of the Rising Sun had used to wore, consisting of a white robe and tunic, kharki pants, wearing a utility belt that encircles around his waist, and simple pair of traditional Japanese footwear resembling flip-flops. It's slit eyes, blue-green in color, were close tightly, and it's breathing was calm and collected, as if in meditation.Īnd after a few moments in time, the blank void would begin to disperse, replacing it with an environment of color, shape and form that would influence the surrounding area.
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It's skin was light blue-green in color, with yellow being a secondary color that was found at the back of the scales and through some parts of the body such as the sides of the torso. Face to face with Kamijou was an ancient apex predator that is reminiscent of the tales of old of wingless, four-legged, serpentine creatures with above-average intelligence.
His expression was calm and collected, as if in meditation. Not one soul.Īnd he was currently making a monk-like stance, closing his eyes, breathing in and out in a slow and reverberating fashion. No one knew what lay before this dimension, nor the implications as to what it would have meant. Time doesn't work the same way as they do from the outside world. It was a realm within a prison dimension that was quite mysterious in it's design. There was a certain place that is nothing but an endless blank void. Hans Zimmer - Oogway Ascends Kung Fu Panda Soundtrack In terms of the timeline, this story would take place after A Certain Gang of Rail Girls
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