Revitilization: Prologue

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#1 of Revitilization

Hey all, just a quick note there at the beginning for those that may be worried after all that Infinite Writing. Yes, I know it got -WIERD- that was the point, it was a writing exercise. I repeat this over and over again because I -DON'T- want anyone thinking otherwise XD

Everything was an act, it was writing. Just letting the thoughts flow while pretending to be something I wasn't.

Still, it helped a lot, I wrote for fun, and it was fun. And I did rediscover an old Fursona I think would best fit myself, so that I can better let my other characters' lives flow. I show him here.

Thank you everyone who reads. Enjoy.


Hey there!

Just a quick word.

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You are presented with a gray, white, and black wolf boy, 20 years of age, 5'7, and with Heterochromia; one eye is blue, the other is green. They lack irises, the color has taken each respective eye completely, looking like a solid wall even as he does look around. He is, actually, blind, but he can see Emotion and Life as colors and objects infused with their owner's will, kind of like how a Lucario sees Aura. His face has a mask of black fur that goes up his nose and over and around his eyes. His ears are tipped with white fur. The rest of his head is gray.

His body is lanky, twinkish, but with very well muscled arms and legs from regular exercise, his belly is toned but does not show the strong muscle through his fur, he has a four pack under that fluffy belly. Most of his body is gray, with white running up from the middle of elbow to shoulder along the inside of his arms, and more white running along the insides of his thighs to his knees. He has white 'sock' fur but black furred paws and 'gloves' that reach a few inches up his arms. His tail is a little over a foot long and is black with a white underbelly. The tones of his fur mix together haphazardly where they meet at different parts of his body, looking like they consistently shift and wave through his fur. His hands are like human hands, five fingered with sharp, pointed fingernails growing from the end of each one. He looks like a young werewolf this way.

Between his legs, he's well developed, testicles hang in a loose sack below a black and white furred sheath, each just about an inch bigger than a normal golf ball. His right orb has a spot of white fur on it, and hangs slightly lower than the left, which remains black. Both could fill a decently sized hand and are good size for rolling around between fingers. His sheath is attached to his belly just below his belly button, the slight bit of skin attached to the top base of his sheath, keeps it standing outward from his crotch slightly at all times. It is round and big enough that you could wrap a hand around it and still have a little bit of space between fingers. His total length and size is, at that moment, hidden and unknown, but for clarity's sake, he can get up to 9 and a half inches long, with two of those inches being a knot at the base of his cock. It is thick like his sheath and has a light pink shade at the tip and becomes a darker red towards his knot.

The long hair on top of his head is tied back into a tail, when not tied back, it falls over his shoulders and upper back, and flows like water. and he wears tribal looking earrings and a necklace made of gems. He doesn't normally wear clothing, but he wears a pair of blue-black pants with colorful splashes of bright colors at the edge of the knee length shorts when needed.

I won't be describing his powers to you though, heh.

"Hi there~" He smiles at you, flashing off a set of sharp canines with his grin, his voice is bright and peppy. "Hey, this is me, like, the actual me." He snickers and his grin fades to a warm look as he continues. "This is the first body I ever had as a furry, my first uh, concept for a Fursona. I ended up going on into using Liki instead but eh, I know my writing got really weird with my new process."

"Hehe, I just want to make sure everyone is on the same page. This is just my creative process; by roleplaying the character living my life, I get a better feel for them and their story, so I wanted to make sure you saw that I'm still here. The idea of "The Infinite" was that Jack was the one writing the journal, as he discussed his thinking on his creation of Rook within their own world, and was then exposed to my own knowledge and experiences with the Real World. With that process, I was able to 'help' save Jack for Rook and complete their "Saga", the rest of that story is as of yet untold, but I'm unsure if it matters anymore, and now, they can have their own new story."

"I do have a name here. It's Ruli hehe, though not the Ruli you may be familiar with in previous stories. I have a name beyond that one...a form beyond this one, but you don't need to know about that hehe."

"Anyways this is the new story for Rook. Hope you like it."

"Remember to keep your mind blank hehe, just enjoy the story~"

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"ROOK!" A loud and booming voice shouts out in the middle of the morning.

"SHUT UP MOOOOOM!" Rook barks back from where he was finishing getting his things ready, rolling the last vowel of his sentence at her, but it was a playful tone.. The Rockruff is picking up various berries to set in a leaf, "You screaming at me doesn't let me do this any faster!"

"If you managed to get your butt out of bed when I first tried to wake you, you might not feel as groggy." His mother snapped back at him from across the house, but her tone was friendly and playful too. "You're going to be late for school and you guys have your first Rift Tests today..."

"Yeah I know." Rook rolled his eyes, the only reason he had in doing so was that his mother couldn't see him at that moment. "Don't worry, I'll ace the thing, Professor Jack adores me."

"Yes, well remember to be careful, it is a Rift."

"It's always been inactive though Mom." Rook sighed, as he placed the last berry onto the leaf carefully with his teeth, causing his voice to be slightly muffled.

"What was that hon?" His mom called out from the next few rooms over where she was in the house.

"Just saying it's always been inactive." He repeated, a little louder for her to hear. He began pulling and tying the leaf together to his explorers bag as his mother continued on in the other part of the house.

"Well for as long as you've been born maybe. I remember several years back when they were still all very active. I'm just saying it could always start back up."

"You worry too much Mom~" Rook rumbled as he would finally swing the backpack up and over his shoulder, slipping his front legs through the straps as he then started walking down the hall out of his room towards the main 'den' where his Mom was preparing the last leafbag for his satchel backpack.

"Well I think I worry just the right amount," She had started before he actually got there. The Midday Lycanroc smiled at him, a swish of her pretty tannish white tail greeting him. She bent down quickly to plant a kiss on the Rockruff's head as he came up in front of her. It made him recoil and huff.

"Mooooom come on..." He tried to hide his blush, but it failed against his mother.

Terraisa grinned at Rook and then turned her head to pick up the final leaf bag. "That's your lunch, don't lose it." she said while sitting it within his school bag as it was strapped to his back.

"I won't..." The pup continued bashfully and shuffled his feet along, "Can I go now...?"

"Yes go on, say hi to your friends and the professor for me." Terraisa smiled at him, "But before you do, you know what I want."

Rook giggled, lowered his eyes for a moment before he looked back up at her, "Yeah, love you mom."

"Love you too sweetie, now go have a good day." She growled warmly and swished her tail again.

And with that, Rook the Rockruff turned and scampered out of his home, rushing out into the street of Maple Town; a middle sized village at the base of Mt Frostnip, his home.