Thread: Tales of Crossover {EroSenninNaruto and Mystearica}

A final wish and a dreama place where the world as they knew it could continue onward despite the lack of power the Blastia had afforded them was a risk humanity was willing to take. It was the stake Yuri had invested in with his answer, resolve he had tempered with his sword, and when the confrontation of his strength with the others confronted the decision upon which Duke had calledit came to its climaxto bring about that end to the story. However, not all stories have an end in which their hero, thankless and unknown to the world as he chose to be, would linger onward with those whom he walked beside. Relief had filled his mind yet, there was an unforeseen backlasha well of the energies of the blastias were emptying with his own Bhodi Blasti resonating. Y-Yuriwhats going!? Y-Yuriyoure fading, the concerned voice of a pinkette reached his ears. Followed by the sounds of a worried youth, a prideful genius, prominent Krytian, and even the canine whom had been his companion from the beginning. For a moment it was as if the world was losing its sense to his eyes their voices reaching out but the words which slipped from his lips were far too faint for them to make out. Didnt bother him. If it was the price of using his will to help open the door for them to make it, it was worth it. Even as the resonance caused Yuris body to become enveloped in light, to fade, he took it with a grin on his face as his blade rested along the left handed shoulder and his eyes reflected no regrets. At least this way he didnt have to worry about what he could become at the end of itand they were strong. Strong enough to overcome even without him. Well, guess its the end of the roadheh, make sure not to cry too much without me, guys. Sure they couldnt hear his last teasing quip as he seemed to condense into the reactive mana and vanishbut it was enough for him to say it. The story would have ended with the life of the Dark Avenger fading into nothing more than the hearts and minds of his companions however, this was a different endingthe resonance of the effects shifting the male through a world far unlike and yet not to dissimilar to his own. His body appearing in the midst of ruins, causing the ancient language of the angels to react with their own draw of mana before appearing on the floor of an altar. Appearing unconscious in the world of Slyvrant-Tethealla with naught more than his sword, and the curious bracelet which seemed to feed off the mana in the world around him as some sort of find. At least a find a certain archeologist and teacher would discover as he came to sit up, shaking his head with eyes looking over the area with confusion. Well at least he cheated death again it seems. Well thats one way to work a hangoverthough, I suppose mana hits harder than alcoholstillthis definitely doesnt look like where I started. And theres no Princess or waterworks Shrugging, the male stood with his features stretching despite the stiffness before cutting his attention toward a doorway that seemed to have its own presence from the other side. And you can stop looking about from behind the cornerI can practically feel the stare youre giving me from over here.so who are you, and where am I?