Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-43394520-20191010203841/@comment-2600:8807:1100:84D:B92A:ECBE:BE84:7686-20191012202127

Shinso internally cringed at Kuro’s demand. “Name yourself.” Was a painfully cliche line used in human literature or movies. He, however, was mildly interested in the new member of the Neverseen. Tam had been their most recent joiner, but that had been several months ago. While he would rather just up and leave, Ruy was a higher rank than him, and he would have to follow his orders.

“I would hope that as a high rank that you would have disposed of any remaining stupidity, but it appears that my wishes fall flat. Do you really assume that this person would give up their name so easily? There is a reason why we go by false names, after all. Anyone could be a traitor.” Shinso spoke scathingly, his words both poetic and harsh.

He briefly recalled the name he had been given-Kioku. It meant memory, remembrance, and things of the sort in the human language of Japanese. What was ironic was that he didn’t remember why he had been given the name, or when it was given to him. Shinso knew that his false name was Kioku. and that was all.