Joshua had just arrived to the Manta Carlos islands and well, he had been cooped up in his room for far too long now. He was dressed in his usual white and black clothes. Joshua was rather handsome, but not girlish at all, that would have been quite ironic since he despised women. He had two sheaths strapped to his thighs, each housing a dagger nearly as long as his forarm. Only for self defence mind you. After the encounter with another of those blades, he had decided to be able to defend himself against them. He still had scars from that blow his mother had given him before she had killed his sister. He clenched his fist over his heart at those thoughts, small scars running on his hands from where he had gripped the knife aimed for his heart. It had missed by a breath and he had been unconscious for days after that. He had accepted to meet the blow to protect his sister, but in the end, he had failed. He reached a small clearing in the forest and he looked up to feel the sun rays against his skin, rays that he would never see. Frustrated, he took out one of his daggers and threw it on a tree where it cut through to the hilt. Sighting, he went to retrieve it from the hard wood.
Something unexpected.
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