Harmony *Warning mild possession*

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Getting back to his motel room with his arms full of bags Roshoku kicked off his shoes at the door locking it behind himself he tied a bell to the knob and touched it to hear the bell ring one time. Going into the bathroom he looked at the overall clean condition that it was in but he pulled out a bottle of bleach and scrubbers and began deep cleaning the room anyways. Scrubbing every inch of the bathroom he ran the water in the shower putting it on the hottest that it could go to which was actually scolding hot. He undressed himself and stepped into the tub taking a much needed hot shower.

As he took a shower the steam filled the room completely while thoughts of the day filled his head. He had a few strange encounters and all in one day. First he ran into Athena who he was growing increasingly bothered with. Would anyone miss her if she were gone? If Roshoku had killed the homeless girl would the ever so slim chance of redemption he had die along with her?

Then there was the battle between himself and the three assassins Trevor, Fatal, and Sludge. Trevor was more of a bother than he thought he could be but that was because he had been working with others in any other circumstance Roshoku would have never been hit by any attack that man could ever make.

Finally there was the stranger Keiko she seemed to know a little about him and that was much more than he was comfortable with because he knew nothing about her. She appeared right after his battle and he barely had time to even recover from the sensory based attacks from Trevor. He would have to do some digging, why would he even come up on her radar and if she knew what he was really about then why would she seek him out as an ally or enemy, what could she possibly be doing to have even crossed paths with Roshoku?

After cleaning himself thoroughly he stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel to dry himself off. Getting dressed with a simple white under shirt, a pair of black trunks, and a red pair of sleeping pants he walked out back into the open area before checking the room. Sliding his hand on top of the window seal, checking the light fixtures, under the desk, bed, and even taking everything off to make sure there was nothing in between the sheets let alone some sort of insect.

Determining that the room was clean he then took tape and hid knives in specific locations should he ever have a need to use them. Remaking the bed he sat on it cross legged and stared at the wall.

'You are quite literally infected with dark magic.' Donovan's words came to his mind before Roshoku centered himself.

Appearing in his spiritual plane he didn't see the large purple dragon at all which was never the case.

"Malefor!" Roshoku called out for the dragon but got no answer. Upon listening he could hear chanting in the background. The voices were unfamiliar he had never heard them before there was so much power behind the vocals.

"Harmony is harmony is harmony is not with us - harmony is not with us living hell is coming.
Harmony is harmony is harmony is not with us - harmony is not with us living hell is coming.
Misery is waiting at the gates of Armageddon.
Misery is waiting at the gates of Armageddon.
Raging fires will burn the very souls of dead and dying.
Mortal is the hope of anyone who’s even trying!"

The voices chanted as Roshoku frowned getting ready to kick the beings out himself but as he did he realized he couldn't. Each being turned their head to look at him and stepped towards him with slow side steps towards him.

"You wi-" The voices started to speak in unison before they began chanting again.

Not being one to mess around Roshoku charged at the beings taking each and every one of them down easily since none of them fought back. When they arose out of the darkness of which they became once defeated Roshoku looked at them with shock.

"What the-"

The group shouted at him actually kicking him out of his own psyche. As Roshoku woke up he saw the moonlit curtains and had to peel himself off of the bed from the amount of sweat he had on his body. "Harmony is not with us living hell is coming?" He repeated to himself before his sharingan activated and the sclera of his eyes turned black.

His body started to writhe on its own as he let out strained groans of pain falling out of the bed. "Ah!" He tried to get control of himself but the more he fought blood started to leak from his eyes, ears, and nose. The dark crimson liquid turned black as his voice began to alter. As a reaction to this level of pain his Resurrección activated causing his features to become more draconic.

Suddenly the pain and all Roshoku could do was be thankful that it was over but what the hell was going on with him?