Walking, walking and walking. That's what Elrick was doing. It was around 8 AM in a lively city known as Satan City. There were monstrous sized buildings, skyscrapers that seemed to go on until the end of time, and there were people everywhere. Elrick had never seen such a large concentration of people in a single place. Hell, the most people he's every seen in one place was three. This was certainly, a new experience for him.

Why was he there in the first place? Three reasons. One, he desired a new jacket that bore resemblance to his previous one, since he lost his jacket after fighting a man named... Something. His memory was slightly fuzzy at the moment. Either way, the man had given Elrick a bit of zeni to purchase himself a new one. He was a kind guy. He was strong as shit, though. Two, he was searching for his father. It had been almost a year now, and he still hadn't found him. Despite the fact that something must've happened to him, Elrick simply could not rid the feeling of hope he had. This was generally a good thing, but it had been painfully obvious that Celerai was missing and likely deceased. There was no real evidence of this but the second feeling in his gut told him that. Just thinking about it made him cringe. Third, he was exploring. After living in that lonely forest by his lonesome for quite some time, he felt the urge to leave. And he left. Just like that.

Anyway, he had already questioned several people about the nearest clothing store. "It should be riiiiiiight.... Here," He turned a corner, walking several meters down a crowded sidewalk. There was a certain building with Carlos' Fashion Bazaar written in large block letters on a sign above the large entrance. He quizzically looked at the sign for a moment, before entering, quirked.

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