This is just a short little bit I made to pass the time, I really can't wait to get the story itself going and off of the boring tracks that is following the main story of P5R. I do plan to include some other stuff, mostly through the multiverse (call back to when Pedro explained to you some shit).

The sun.

The only star of our solar system.

It is 148 million km away from earth, and its light and heat reach the earth in about 8 minutes and a few seconds.

Yet it still manages to be hot as fuck in some places.

You wanna know where it's really hot?

In a desert. Where there is seldom vegetation, the water, and moisture are all long gone, and where there is sand.

I hate sand. It's course, it's rough, it gets everywhere, and it amplifies the heat of the goddamn sun.

But that didn't matter.

All that mattered currently, was killing the cunt in front of me.

"We're bringing freedom here even if it kills us. Or better yet, them!"

Kamsin, The Desert Storm.

The protective plates of his mech lowered like an iron curtain, keeping him protected from any attacks that may directly harm him.

A predictable move, I mean, it'd be pretty stupid if he never closed it, right?

The Hot Wind blowing, jagged lines across the sand.

He still didn't attack me yet, he had a sense of honor... waiting for me to unsheathe my blade.

The Crumbling Buildings in our mind are all that stand.

Might as well entertain him, I came here for a fight after all...

Just Like the Buffalo, blindingly following the herd.

A red piercing glint is all Kamsin sees. It's all he needs to tense up and ready himself.

We try to justify, all the things that have occurred!

I know what I've been told
The wishes of the people
Can't be
Controlled

I know what I've been told
The wishes of the people
Can't
Be
Controlled

Immediately he dashed toward me with an overhead swing of his polearm chainsaw.

I parried the strike, holding my sword upwards with both hands to support not just the weight and pressure of the jet thrusters the weapon had, but also the vibrations caused by the chain's rapid hits across my blade.

I almost feared it'd break.

Almost.

He turned his overhead into a side swing which caught me by surprise and launched me away.

The hot wind blowing, jagged lines across the sand...
The crumbling buildings, in our minds are all that stand.

Just like a buffalo, blindly following the herd

We try to justify

All the things that have occurred!

I know what I've been told

The wishes of the people
Can't
Be
Controlled

I catch myself by sticking my sword into the ground and using it to reduce my momentum.

Kamsin's follow-up is weak and easy to predict.

I jump over the sweep attack and land on top of him, my sword plunges toward his metal skeleton in the next second and in the other, it I run across his frame and finish my slicing motion as I jump off of it.

Heat of the desert

Dust settles on my face

"Not done yet!"

He swings with reckless abandon and even less precision. How could he even be a wind of destruction, to begin with?

Without a compass

I go on the offensive again, parrying the next few, meek, strikes.

But then he jumps high in the air...

And swings down hard.

The soldier

knows

No

Disgrace

However, I still parried it.

It knocked him backward with such force that the ground around him rose, the sand itself crystalizing from the residual heat.

Out of the Ashes

My legs utilized the newly made glass crystal to springboard me upwards and over him, he turned around already swinging... But I slid below his weapon and under him, where I made yet another long slice, this time across the lower body of the mech.

My slide kept me going until I was out of his range of attack, immediately and out of instinct I turn around and get into my stance once more...

He doesn't attack me.

He wasn't afraid...

The eagle rises still

Freedom is calling

To all men

Who

Bend

Their

Will!

He was fucking petrified.

Heh...

This time, I'm the one to break our stare down, my movements so quick I barely leave half a footprint in the sand.

Kamsin reacts and prepares a downward swing...

He swung.

And just as it was about to hit me, the chain just two hair's breadth away from my face, I jumped... And dodged it completely.

Here I am!

Dirty and faceless.

Waiting to hear my destruction

On my own

Invisible warrior

He is the wind of destruction!

Sheathe the blade...

Charge...

Release...

And Cleave.

The crumbling mech

In my mind is all that stands

It was beautiful. His mech buckled under the power of my swing, the face plates flew open and then away.

Leaving him exposed.

We fought for justice

In a forgotten place

Fulfilled our duty

Eradicated without a trace!

I was quick to finish the fight, Kamsin was no match for me. With or without the mech.

That's why I ripped him out of it and threw him in the air, following after I swung a fourth time.

And this time, I cleaved him right down the middle.

Don't  need no medal,

For the man I killed

Freedom is calling

To all

Men

Who

Impose

Their

Will!

Wind of Destruction!