You swore to yourself you wouldn't get involved in these fights but now look at you... your in your apartment with a stranger on your sofa. The man was badly injured, there was no way he would have survived much longer outside if you hadn't stepped in and got him out of there, you had panicked and instead of taking him to medical, you ended up taking him home to your apartment close by.

'what... was I thinking' you internally scream as you check over the unconscious Choso.

You knew he wasn't fully human that was for sure, but he seemed like he was helping the sorcerers. You take in his appearance, his mild length black hair held up originally in two spiked buns had come undone, lightly sticking to his pale almost white skin. You would note the deep purple eyeshadow around his closed eyes and a black stripe across his nose. He wore loose, light tan robe that covers his torso, arms, and legs. Ontop was a purple gi-like vest along with a round scarf around his neck the same color. His clothing was badly cut up, and stained with blood. You knew you would have to check him over now that you two where somewhere safe slowly you move in closer.

But not before you see his eyes slowly open and your met by a pair of dark purple eyes staring directly into what feels like your very soul.

"tsk" came from his lips.