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Post by meruem on Nov 1, 2015 13:46:49 GMT
The vast desert of Hueco Mundo stretched forth for miles in all directions. One may find themselves in the middle of this sandy landscape and think that it is completely devoid of life. One would only be partially correct. Other than the desert hollows, the ones that need only breathe in the reishi-rich air to nourish themselves, a lone figure of a man has also made the desert his home. He is an Adjuchas crowned with silver white hair, seen wherever the bony skeletal structure of his hair do not keep him from view. The Adjuchas saw it fit to repose himself upon a branch of one of the quartz structures, the ones resembling barren trees that dot the infinite desert, with one of his feet swinging back and forth below him in a leisurely manner.
Life was so fairly boring around this place, hence why Meruem obligated himself to patrol the border daily in the hopeless attempt to find something interesting to do. Or at least one could assume it to be when they haven't seen any other living beings or alike for six months. at this point Meruem was wondering if the others were just hiding away from him out of fear of being eaten or he had just ate the last of his kind.
As one would imagine, patrolling the borders of a huge plot of desert land which is devoid of any real threats was quite dull. It took Meruem the first three or four times of patrol duties in the dust-filled monstrosity that is Hueco Mundo to realize this. Meruemn couldn’t help but smile a bit. At least for now, his skin was saved from the irritation that the coarse sand brings when it manages to crawl itself inside one’s undergarments. The day seemed to be similar to the others anyway; bereft of any real threats or, to be more precise, if there were still anyone living in this area aside from him at all. Meruem moved his hands towards the back of his head, making himself comfortable upon the barren branch. The hour was still young, and there are many more hours to come before he is goes back within the forest for a nap. Meruem began to whistle a tune as he rested. The desert was quiet. What harm was there to liven it up a bit?
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