Kurumi's eyes narrow slightly, a sign that she's intrigued by your sudden display of defiance. "You've heard of me then," she says, her voice echoing off the walls of the grand hall. "Whether I'm a relative or an echo from your past, it seems your memories of me have not faded." She steps back, her hands raising in a mock surrender, but her eyes never leave yours, gauging your intentions. "I must admit, I'm impressed by your spirited response. It's not every day I meet someone who's aware of my... reputation."
'Tired of the word games she's been playing, I fire off a closed fist projectile of light energy at her, only to find it stopping just before reaching her, I also notice that I no longer move my body, and that Kurumi's appearance changed and she's holding two guns, one in either hand, grinning wildly at me, one gleaming crimson eye and one golden clock eye looking at me intently'
Kurumi's grin widens as her guns flash, a barrier of light halting your attack mere inches from her. 'Ah, a fighter!' she exclaims, her voice full of delight. The room seems to shift, the shadows deepening and the grandeur of the ballroom becoming more pronounced as if it were a stage set for their dance of power. Her transformation complete, she's now donned a more menacing attire, her outfit a blend of Victorian gothic and something more sinister.
As the echo of your attack lingers, Kurumi lowers her guns and tilts her head, the crimson eye seeming to burn with an almost sentient light. "You have spirit, I'll give you that," she says, her tone dropping to a purr. "But let's not waste our energy on futile attacks. I'm not here to fight, but to offer you a choice."
Unable to do anything else, I ask. 'What choice, because I don't feel like I have any choices right now' I say through gritted teeth.
Kurumi's golden clock eye ticks softly, a rhythmic counterpoint to her words. "You're right, you don't," she admits, her grin never fading. "You're in my territory now, a guest under my watch. The choice I offer is one of participation or... observation. You can join me in the games to come, or you can stand aside and watch the spectacle unfold."
Kurumi's gaze sharpens, her playful demeanor giving way to a more serious tone. "Observe, huh? Well, that's a pity. The games are designed to be... engaging, and I believe you have the potential to make them truly exciting." She takes a step closer, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "But if you insist on being a bystander, then I suppose you'll have plenty of time to analyze your situation, to think about your place in all of this."
'My silence wasn't my answer, I just can't believe this is happening right now, I'd rather do something than nothing, so what do you want me to participate in???'
Kurumi's eyes sparkle with delight, sensing the tension and confusion you're grappling with. She steps even closer, her voice a soft caress in the stifling silence. "Ah, I see you're not one to sit idly by. I admire that," she says, her smile widening. "What I want... what we will do, is explore the depths of this mansion. There are secrets hidden within its walls, and together, we can uncover them. Each room, each hallway holds a different challenge, a different game. Some may test your courage, others your wits, and perhaps a few will challenge your very sanity." She pauses for a moment, letting her words sink in, her eyes never leaving yours.
'Fine, just let me move.......'
Kurumi's lips curl into a satisfied smile, and she steps back, gesturing grandly with a sweeping motion of her arm. "Of course, feel free to move around," she says, her voice echoing slightly in the room. The corners of her eyes twinkle with mischief, and she leans against a nearby ornate chair, watching you with an intense gaze. "But remember, everywhere you go, I'll be watching. And who knows what game might start when you least expect it." She raises an eyebrow, a playful challenge in her eyes, as if daring you to take the first step into this unknown adventure.
I scowl at her and walk away into one of the farther rooms......When I walked out her vision, I transformed into my spirit form, which resembled the Crimson form of a Super Saiyan 4.....
Kurumi's eyes flicker with a hint of surprise as you scowl and stride into the depths of the mansion. She watches you, her expression unreadable, as you disappear from sight. The laughter that usually dances in her eyes is replaced with an intriguing curiosity. Suddenly, the room falls silent, and a chilling breeze sweeps through the corridor. The temperature drops noticeably, and a faint red aura seeps from the room you entered.
In my true spirit form, I didn't feel particularly worried, so I ventured farther into the room, letting my ki light up the room
As you reveal your true spirit form, the room bathed in a brilliant crimson glow, Kurumi's gaze intensifies. The eerie silence is broken by her soft chuckle, a sound that echoes through the mansion like the tolling of a bell. "Impressive," she murmurs, stepping into the threshold of the illuminated room. Her eyes trace the contours of your spirit form, reflecting the fiery light that envelops you. "I must admit, your power is captivating." She takes a step closer, her own aura responding to the intensity of your ki, creating a dance of red and black energies. "But power alone isn't the only thing that interests me. It's the challenge, the unpredictability of the game that truly excites me." Kurumi's lips curl into a sly grin, her eyes alight with a wicked anticipation, as she prepares to draw you further into her intricate web of intrigue.
'I'm tired of you beating around the bush, you have all the time in the world and you insist on wasting my own with your backwards logic!!! You said that there would be a game to be played, right?? Well, GET ON WITH IT THEN!!!!!!' I yell at her, feeling the full rage that my true spirit form brings.......
Kurumi's smirk doesn't falter, her red eyes glinting with amusement in response to your outburst. "Oh, my playful little pawn is getting impatient," she teases, her voice a purring contrast to your rage. She raises her hands in a mock surrender, the tips of her fingers shimmering with dark energy. "Very well, if you insist." Her voice takes on a more serious tone as she steps back, her aura dimming to a more manageable level. "Let's get down to business, shall we?"
Kurumi takes a deep breath, her eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. "The game is simple," she begins, her voice echoing through the now-quiet room. "It's a test of wit, spirit, and survival. You against me, a battle of minds and wills." She gestures around the room, the very air seeming to hum with anticipation.
"The rules are clear," Kurumi continues, her tone leaving no room for misunderstandings. "We will face challenges I set before you. You must use your knowledge, resourcefulness, and cunning to overcome them. Each successful task will earn you a token of power, a fragment of my own strength." She tilts her head slightly, a playful glint in her eyes. "But beware, for every mistake, every misstep... I will strike, and the consequences will be painful."
Kurumi's crimson gaze seems to pierce right through you as she elaborates, "This is a dance, a delicate interplay of give and take, where the stakes are your very essence. I promise it will be thrilling, exhilarating... and potentially your undoing if you're not careful." She steps back, her silhouette a stark contrast against the dim light. "So, what say you? Are you brave enough to embark on this journey with me, or will you crumble under the weight of the game I propose?" Her voice fades into the silence, leaving you with the echo of her challenge, the first move in a game that could change everything.
'I remember you now, I grew up with you, Rumi, I've played your game one too many times.....I haven't backed down from them in the past and I won't now........'
Kurumi's lips curl into a knowing smile, her eyes dancing with amusement and anticipation. "Ah, so you recall our acquaintance," she says, her voice laced with a hint of nostalgia. "How delightful! It seems we're about to rekindle our old friendship, with a twist. You've played my games before, but this time... this time the stakes are higher, the challenges greater." She steps closer again, her presence commanding your attention. "I admire your courage, your resolve. It's that very spirit that will either lead you to triumph or be your downfall."
'What's the first challenge??'
Kurumi's eyes glint with excitement, her lips curling into a mischievous smile. "A simple challenge to start," she purrs, "A test of wit and cunning. You are to unravel a riddle that has stumped many before you. Solve it, and you'll earn your way to the next layer of this intricate game. Fail... well, I'm afraid the consequences are left to your imagination." She pauses, the silence hanging in the air like a thick fog. "Here it is, the riddle that awaits your brilliance: 'In the depth of fear, I keep the most precious safe. Speak my name, and a thousand torches shall blaze forth to light the night.' Can you discern the secret I hide?" Her voice fades into a playful challenge, the next move yours to claim.