Gizora’s Blade – Battleship

Gizora’s Blade – Battleship
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Previously…

– The ship would slowly ascend the detached office from it’s roots so the people inside wouldn’t have to move . Another reason for having pulled the structure off it’s initial area was so that the extraction would also take the escape criminals who all stood along one another on the destroyed roof of the prison .-

Charlie : ” That’s a giant ship ! ”

Leone : ” This is going to get some used to. ”

Leila : ” You’ll be fine m’lord .”

Celtan : ”This is family huh ? ”

Luke : ” Well then , shall we board ? ”

Gizora grinned at the gathered throng. “Not about to stand about like a fool. Follow me, now!” With a massive sweep of his hand, he brought it up and over to signal the departure from the Prison Interior, and to be phazed up onto the main flight deck of the ship. Known as Gizora’s Blade it was a marvel of technology and Terakain determination to conquer the low lifes of Alterus.

One by one his family appeared in behind him, but there was one that stood out. Leone. He was standing off to the far left and gazing at his own reflection in the specially constructed glass. His hand touching his face, as though this image that stared back at him troubled the man. It wasn’t lost on Gizora, who had been surveying the many control panels, as he passed the uniformed operators. Their indistinct chatter left like a buzz hanging in the air. With the blue hue of their monitors lighting up their faces, the rest of the deck was shrouded in an eerie darkness. It suited Gizora to the ground. As he walked, his form started to change once again. No longer was he displaying the massive horns, the red skin and pointed chin. He was now more like a ship’s captain. His uniform similar to those that were operating the controls, but with extra bars that meant he was the top most officer. It was interesting how Gizora took to different forms in different settings, almost like a way of blending in with his environment.

His hair was white, with golden eyes and a sharp face. Almost elven looking in a way, but there was a strange beauty to it. Very much the chameleon.

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He tugged on the edges of his cuffs, and without looking up at Leone, he said.

“You don’t even have to ask.”

A simple wave of his hand, and the visage of the Dark Lord changed to that of a female. It was easy to do, especially for someone as powerful as Gizora. The creator had his ways, and when it suited Gizora, he had his own that could easily match the creator in having those that serve him change forms.

That done, he turned back to face the rest that were in the flight deck.

“No time for loitering. Everyone to your stations!”

~RB~

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L I R Y U / Dark Lady of Chaos

The once dull hair color of the Dark Lord turned into a bright shining red, their eyes turning into a completely new color, and their body completely changing into that of a mature curvaceous woman. Liryu, the new name that Chaos itself went by; chuckled with glee as she swayed her hips over to the specially constructed glass, checking out her reflection as she nodded in satisfaction. Her horns, head dress, and armor itself stuck out more than anything, seeping with an evil aura around it as she spun around and giggled.

“Ahh~ I feel so, refreshed!~ I feel completely… new…”

Her voice changed from bubbily to a rather dark tone within a matter of seconds, her eyes showing no interest as she made one last prideful face in the reflection before turning around on her heels and walking to her station. The clicking of her heels could be heard from a distance away within the ship, which to her was a rather good thing. In a way, it let everyone know who was there at that moment and whom was approaching. She looked over to Lelia who was still following her new Lady like a lost puppy; it was always so adorable. She smirked at her subordinate and flipped some hair over her shoulder, looking her up and down as she giggled for almost no apparent reason. What to do with her, she has been of good use. But, recently with the Chaos of Change, she felt differently about Lelia. The entire out being of the Dark lord of Chaos changed, appearance wise and more or less personality wise as well.

“How could I use to be like that? I use to be so booriinnnng~”

She almost sung to herself in her head as she curled her finger in and out at Lelia, knowing what she would now do with her little… Toy.

“Leliaaa… Come with me to my station, keep me entertained!~”

She stated as she swung her hips around, enjoying her new form as she looked down at her body and snickered. Pleased at the view from above, and much of the view from every other angle as well. It was a beautiful thing to her, she would take advantage of this body as much as she could. Especially in combat, or in.. distracting others.. Walking around the rather large ship, looking around and getting use to the surroundings around her. Absorbing in everything that was happening, trying to blend in with the setting of this ship. Plastering a serious expression on her face, she walked up to her station and sat down in it. Making herself comfortable as she stretched and made a few groans while doing so before concentrating on what the next set of orders was.

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Hangar
Charlie

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– Charlie would’ve stayed in the Hangar of the area ; sitting on some crates in quiet while attempting to create a origami . He seemed as if he was tired , and being tired usually constituted him about to switch to the Dark Lord of Insanity , but it seemed he was able to sustain a middle-ground of sorts but for now ; not much was going on with the male. –

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The Ship’s Bridge

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– Celtan was awaiting Gizora , just as Luke was but both took their own stances in doing so. Celtan stood near the operating systems while Luke was kicking back and relaxing on a chair ; awaiting for their Father to appear . Luke had a cup of coffee in his hand and proceeded to drink subtlety while Celtan fixed his collar and continued to observe as he was . His thoughts got the better of him , thinking about the continuous times he’s ran into the same people ; knowing that he’ll most likely run into those people again. Persistent they were , persistent indeed. They were able to observe the transformation of Leone into the New Woman that’s now taken the mantle of Chaos . The two would stay in a passive silence until something had changed. –

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Residential Floor

– The Group of Escaped Criminals were gathered at the Hallway where all the rooms to rest were located below the Destroyer’s personal floor , the group looked at each other and then at the lined up rooms . Who were going to go where ? The First person would leave the group to claim the biggest room at the end of the hallway of this area.-

Shen : ” I called it . * Room 1 * ”

Yama : ” I guess that’s settled.* Room 2 *”

Tenma : ” Overindulgence is quite the thing huh ? * Room 3 * ”

Ouken : ”…… * Room 4 *

Quartz : ” Thank you . ”

– They all walked their own paths to their rooms and labeled their doors with their names with the pads located to the right on each door before entering it. Quartz would’ve bowed to Ouken for having saved him back then in Block 5 before returning to walking towards the Fifth room with a cast upon his wounded arm and a sharp expression in his eyes. –

Quartz : ” I will return the favor in full. * Opens and proceeded to slam the Fifth door shut* ”

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Well, at least Leone was pleased with the transformation into a new female form. Practically oozing sexuality on a scale that had rivaled Gizora himself when he had been released from the tomb. The Destructor was amused if only for a moment at the way the vixen purred out her pleasurable response to the change. Now going by a new name, that indeed suited the Dark Lord of Chaos, she was content to summon her subordinate to follow her down to her station, where the two would get better acquainted. Gizora merely rubbed the tips of his fingers together, the residual magical power fading as he had done the first task since arriving on the vast Battleship.

Turning away from Liryu, Gizora changed focus to that of Celtan, who was causally leaning against the walls of the flight deck, Luke on the other hand was seated – a cup of coffee in his hand. they appeared so casual and almost bored by it all. A big difference to the way that Liryu was behaving.

Gizora couldn’t help himself but ask.

“Please….don’t tell me you both want tits as well?” It was an off the cuff remark, but to anyone else paying attention, it showed that the Destructor still had a sense of humor. Though, the idea of an all female family was enough to make the Destructor feel a bit sick. They had more pressing matters, than wanting sex changes at the drop of a hat.

~RB~

 Simo:
L I R Y U

Liryu, once settled in and rather comfortable along side with her subordinate Lelia, started to grope herself constantly before giggling childishly. Watching her newly formed areas jiggle as she constantly moved them and poked them, looking at Lelia before tilting her head and speaking curiously.

“Is it always this fun to do this?”

She asked rather boldly before she got out of her seat and spun around on her heels, looking in a mirror that was inside of her station and practically mesmerized by her own body and face; needless to say she still wasn’t able to get over on how well the transformation went along for her. She much enjoyed this form than her other, the look, the feel, and the pitch of her voice was the final thing that bundled it all together. Her eyes darted over to Lelia before grinning and then sitting back down, hinting at Lelia to come hither.

“Lelia, my dear… Would you please cut my hair to more suit my face? I know you must have sooome sort of skill in that.”

As she turned around towards Lelia in her chair, she started pointing towards areas around her face that she wanted to make pop out. After she was done describing the hair, Lelia got to work in shaping the hair cut to suit her Lady’s facial construction perfectly. Needless to say, Liryu was incredibly bored at the moment, wanting to do something around with her new form or at least cause a war among well… everything.

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Celtan:” I assure you I am fine this way . ”

– The Brain would say in reply to Gizora’s remark , his being a male was perfectly fine by him ; he wouldn’t have wanted it any other way . Luke didn’t speak but he did shake his head at the idea , they were fine with being males . They didn’t have to worry about any kind of urges either ; what laid in their minds were only thoughts on conquest and planning . Celtan walked to the computer and turned on the hub screen , booting it up to reveal a large database to Gizora to see what was planned. There were long lists of things planned . The first was titled Devil’s Arena . Celtan would close the list and instead brought up the main overview before he himself began to speak while also pressing the intercom button to communicate with the others . –

Celtan:” Dark Lords please come to the Bridge immediately ”

– From there Celtan awaited the arrivals of the others. Charlie ; having heard the Intercom made his way there himself . Luke stopped sipping his coffee to utter –

Luke : ” Soon Father , you’ll have all the information that you’ve amassed during your first reign as well as the information that has been archived which will be key to ruling this world . I do think that we should bring the last Dark Lord here as well , since she is located elsewhere.”

– Luke gave a small grin and nodded to his Father, which he would be able to tell that there will be alot of information to take in . –

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Ship’s Bridge

If anyone had a good idea of what was going to be happening first, it was Celitan, who had quite confidentially made it clear that he wished to remain male, and not turn into a woman, like that of Liryu. Having had it happen to the Destroyer, though it was not his idea of course, the novelty of it soon wore off. Gizora felt much more at ease in the male form, although if he returned to Terakus for any length of time, that may well change. For now, he was interested in what Celtan was bringing up on the screen. A list of their objectives on Alterus, and the first being Devil’s arena. Just the sound of it brought a smile to Gizora’s lips. As the fluorescent glow of the screen reflected off the Destroyer’s face, he heard Celtan summon all the Dark lords to the Bridge.

Righting himself to full height, Gizora placed his hands behind his back as all the dark lords started to file into the room, Charlie having been one of them. Luke of course was already in attendance, but had given up his coffee to mention that while the Destructor had all his memories from the first era, he still had to be brought up to speed with everything that had gone on while he had been in slumber. It annoyed him in a way, since he had missed centuries of activity, and it would take a great deal of time to find out everything.

Releasing his fingers, he brought his arms around and folded them just under his chest. The Dark lord that Luke spoke of, was probably still on Terakus as she had not followed them through the portal.

“Why is it women love to make an entrance?”

It was an off the cuff statement, but he knew that the dark lord in question, was probably going to be late.

“Can’t you beam her here? Or maybe send a message to the home world. Like….GET YOUR ARSE ON THE BATTLESHIP BEFORE WE RIP OUT YOUR OVARIES!” There was a loud snarl at the end of Gizora’s statement. it was clear that he believed time was being wasted, and the sooner they got back to the plans to take over Alterus the better.

~RB~

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L I R Y U

Liryu, at the time was still vainly in front of the mirror, making rather seductive and cute faces; practicing her taunts and her speech for the time that world domination would be in the grasp of Terakus. She grinned at the idea, nothing but pure darkness in the world; the world would technically be back to the beginning of how it should be. The survival of the fittest, that only the strongest survived within the world of the weak. In the middle of her own little session, she heard the cracking of the intercom and soon a voice that told everyone to report to the room. She blew a kiss to herself in the reflection before giggling and looking at Lelia, motioning her to stay put.

“Stay here.”

She stated in a rather bossy tone before making her way to the Bridge. She walked much like a full on model, intimidating at the least; scowling at everything in front of her as she walked one foot in front of the other. She walked into the area and immediately crossed her arms, standing up straight as she listened to the fact that the last Dark Lord, or Lady rather, wasn’t there. She was always late it seemed, or at least attended other business before this. Of course, Liryu would love to be absent and go reign over the weaklings like some kind of sick and twisted god. But, she herself didn’t have nearly enough power on her own to do so. Cause a few wars and possibly the beginning of a new era, but not establish it fully. Before she started to speak, she heard her father speak in a rather loud… aggravating tone. Liryu widened her eyes at the threat before coughing into her hand and looking away. Now understanding what that pain could possibly feel like.

“Ouch..”

She mumbled, thinking about it herself before shuttering slightly and looking at the other Lords; feeling rather… out of place but in place at the same time.

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Ship’s Bridge ; Intercom Active

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– Luke got up off his seat ; pulling out a pen which he had extended and began tapping on the screen with it. Celtan and Charlie watched on the sidelines as he got ready to do his presentation ; as if he was in class showing off his project. But in truth just a archive of saved information as it was. –

” It seems the Other Dark Lord may take awhile but I’ll have the information on the screen for her. Now onto business . Since you went into slumber ; you’ve created alot of plans that all held the principle of being steps to your eventual domination of the world. Seeing as to how some things changed with the Alterian’s having a bigger role this time around then last ; I can’t foresee what will come of them but for now I can say there are dangerous potentials within their midst hiding from public view. Back to the case in hand , Devil’s Arena is the first current plan that I’ve had up for awhile and this consists of a Public Tournament between Alterus and Terakus all in the name of ………. Friendly Relations. Doesn’t it seem neighborly ? Like the Olympics in a sense. We can utilize this tournament to help understand the strength the newcomers wield ; those who hold their blades up for Alterus that is . I believe after this incident in Hellgate , we leave them alone for a year and see what they do ; plus we should lay low for awhile so the tension fades and we can propose this event in the future and if done correctly we’ll be able to possibly get close to the Celestial Kings and if we’re lucky ; even the Observer. I hope this plan satisfies you like it has the first time around ; however this time it would involve some minor waiting but if it helps you could always disguise yourself to roam the world and see how things are with your own eyes up close and personal. ”

– Luke cleared his throat and walked back to his station to take another sip of his coffee and kept the plans for the Arena up before he brought up the library of files on the side of the screen with the pole. The male turned around and handed it to Gizora –

” There are many more Plans here too . Most of them were made by your hands , feel free to open them and see for yourself. One of Onryo’s past Henchman has slowly gotten another one of the plans ready ; known as Operation : Phantom Circus . It is truly deserving and expected of those who work under the concept of Fear . Since we’re able to set up the Event whenever we wish ; we could even make it so that it appears to them all during their dreams . But with all due respect , your approval is the one thing we desire to initiate these plans. Of course , you may decide when to do these things and in what manner as well . ”

– Luke finally finished speaking for the moment and allowed Gizora and Liryu to speak when ready , watching as a portal appeared at the back of the room ; hoping that the final Dark Lord appeared he would stay quiet and wait for any signs of entry at this point and allow Gizora to roam his archives for anything in planning. –

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Watching the screen become active while Luke spoke in a manner that was remisicent of a college lecture, Gizora kept focus – while at the same time he was handed a cup of coffee by one of the lesser members of the bridge. He stared at the cup a moment, and gave it a little sniff as the waif with pink hair and a pretty smile hoped that the coffee would be to his liking.

“Moccona?’

“For lovers of coffee, Sire.”

“Hmmm….two sugars?”

“Just..how..you..like..it.” The pink haired girl teetered back and forth watching with pure silver eyes. Her flight suit was a little too tight in places, but it showed off her figure nicely. Her pretty head bobbed about as she clutched her hands together, keen as mustard that he taste it. Gizora didn’t disappoint. He took a small sip and then let out a loud “Ahhh.” The pink haired crew member gave the thumbs up, while Gizora gave the girl a head pat. He was keeping this one.

“Name?”

“Fuchsia, Sire.” As in the colour. The girl’s voice had a sweet melodic quality, and he had to shush her when she made a squeal at being patted. He had to be serious again for the explanation of what had been happening during his slumber. The girl hovered with the coffee pot in hand a little too close to the action, but she simply didn’t want to miss a thing.

Luke explained about the purpose of the Devil’s arena. Quite clever really. To have Alterian players come to fight their own in the mind of observing them and seeing just how far they can go, with powers and certain weapons. It was like studying lab rats, and all so effectively undetectable, if done at a time when the Alterus people were unsuspecting. The term ‘Friendly relations’ caused Gizora to gufaw loudly. It would be one hell of an act to pull off, but he had no doubt that those that served under him could rise to the challenge.

The part that particularly impressed Giz, was that this tournament would bring them in close to the Celestial Kings….and even the Observer himself. The big cheese.

“We wait as long as it takes, Luke. If anything, I would kill to see the horrified look on the Observer’s face when he falls into our trap. I leave you to set the time frame, be it six months or eight, I don’t care. So long as it does happen.”

Gizora took another sip of his coffee, nodding to Fuchsia to fill up his cup some more. “Got any scotch finger biscuits? And not the real fingers, I mean the buttery ones.” He said off the side to Fuchsia, who nodded enthusiastically, and raced off to get a plate for the Destroyer.

“NEXT!”

The destroyer was keen to hear more of what lay in store for the Alterians. Luke spoke of something called Operation : Phantom Circus. This made the Destroyer’s eye brow arch with a quizzical expression. “Like…clowns and bears?”Thinking that this was a typical circus. “I hate clowns….one of the worst things you can hire to entertain a child. Leaves them scarred for centuries. Even wet the bed at night.”

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“Poor Gizora….biscuit?” The pink haired waif appeared at just the right time and offered up a plate of buttery short bread, which he happily took one from. His great lips showed a pout and he whispered. “It’s their shoes. Freak me right out.”

No wonder the concept behind the Phantom circus revolve around the concept of fear. Only think was, Gizora wasn’t that keen to attend.

“Well, get this…mad circus thing underway as soon as possible. Set the clowns loose in those bastards dreams. Bahahaha, hate to be the one to clean their sheets.”

“Hehehehe….wet sheets.” Fuchsia giggled as she munched on one of the biscuits.

~RB~
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L I R Y U

Liryu herself listened in closely to to the conversation and future plans. Her face showed practically no emotion as Luke explained the organized events that were soon to come. She liked the idea of an Arena, she’d be able to test her skills out for a bit before actually using them against her one enemy that she forever wished to destroy. A small grin slithered across her face and a slight chuckle escaped her throat before she nodded again at the explanations. The next plan heightened her interests, something about Fear. And how can one have fear without the side effect of chaos? She sighed and shifted all of her weight over to one leg as she placed a hand on her hip.

“A circus eh?”

She mumbled under her breath as she watched the pink haired female serve the Destroyer coffee, snickering slightly before her eyes shifted around the room to the rest of the Lords. She lifted both her arms up to stretch before hearing Gizora’s comment about clowns. She didn’t know he had such a strong opinion towards them, to them they were rather adorable since they looked so sick and twisted sometimes. She looked over before nodding at the higher up power, agreeing with the clown comment before flipping a bit of hair behind her shoulders.

“Oh this oughta be fun..”

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Ship’s Bridge ; Intercom Active

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Luke : ” Sounds like we have a deal then father. I take it we can start as soon as everything is in order . ”

– Out of nowhere a low ranked grunt would come in screaming about a random invasion ; informing all in the room about the situation at hand. –

Grunt : ” There’s a Wild Battle going on in the Tourist DIstrict of Alteria ; it looks like people are getting slaughtered by machines and none of them seem to be from us ! One sec I’ll show you . ”

– The Grunt ran past Celtan to Luke ; where he would turn to point towards the computer to allow the Grunt to punch in the proper codes to broadcast live feeds ; there the entirety of the situation going on would be revealed to them –

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– The City could be seen through the screen ; coated in a ominous flare of scorching flames . It would seem as if nothing was going to stop the onslaught of destruction that was being thrown at the civilians . Would anyone actually come to stop this from continuing or would they just leave it as it is ? However from the broadcasting view on the helicopter ; a small bright light could be seen , a mecha could be seen in the distance soaring towards the district. It didn’t seem to appear like the other robots , did this mean it was going to oppose this army ? Charlie would utter a comment on the side –

Charlie : ” So much red , can the white match up to them ! ”

Celtan : ” We’ll see for ourselves in a few minutes. ”

– Celtan added in at the end , clearly he was right . Was this the only person going to safeguard the district ? Or will more come to back him up ? That answer rolled through their brains but if this was all that was it ; then that Mecha would need a miracle to do this on his own . Hopefully it didn’t have to resort to that . But for now ; all the people could do was hope the Soldiers stood a chance against them or more special individuals entered the fray . Would Gizora call upon his troops to go down and further the destruction or allow it to run it’s course ? Many different endings this event could have , but it would seem the wiser thing to do was allow it to go on by itself . Simple Destruction wasn’t as satisfactory as it was the first time around , certain –

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Fuchsia nearly dropped her plate of biscuits when the lowly grunt came in flailing to the brig, with the news about a flare up battle down at the Nautical district of Alterus. The Destroyer wasn’t all too pleased about the grunt’s lack of professionalism and shot a glance at Celtan as those in attendance took in the scene on the nearest display monitor. Sure enough the city was visible, but it was being razzed. The flames looked to be doing damage to many major buildings, also with cars ablaze on the streets. It gave the whole scene an apocalyptic hue, which Gizora hardly minded. This was like a pre show warm up and might well be good practice for the Terakains to take advantage of. Setting down his cup of coffee upon Fuchsia’s tray, the Destroyer made his mind up of just who would be in attendance.

Looking at Celtan, he said “You are to take Charlie and the Dark Lord Liyru down to the surface to investigate the battle first hand.” Seeing as there was mecha involved they would need to take whatever weaponry needed just in case things turned ugly against their own.

The Destroyer did not want to hear any objections from those asked. He did think that Charlie might find the whole thing to be one hell of a game, but he also knew that his alter form would love the chance to show his strength. Picking up his coffee cup again, he took another sip, and growled his appreciation.

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“Nothing like anarchy to lift the spirits.” This was said with a smug expression, before he looked back at those assembled.

“Well….what are you waiting for?”~RB~Simo:

Gizora’s Blade – Battleship
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L I R Y U

Liryu, after the deal was settled stood there in silence with her arms crossed, her silver eyes scanning the room as her armor shimmered under the light. She thought about how each plan would go into action in her mind, playing out her own little story as she scoffed slightly before hearing footsteps scuttle in. She looked at the grunt and immediately plastered a wide smile onto her face as she tilted her head and looked over at the screen in excitement. Her eyes lit up with the reflection of the screen as she got closer to it and started to laugh with sick joy. Looking at the picture, she continued to jump with satisfaction at the current destruction of the city; feeling a bit more empowered than usual.

“Look at all the pretty flames~ I can feel the chaos and anarchy from here!~ The civilians running idiotically like ants being drowned by water! Aha!”

The “show” that was put on in front of her made her squeal with delight, her eyes glued to the screen as if she couldn’t pull away. It felt like a child on Christmas day, first opening the presents and seeing what she obtained. She looked over to Gizora, about to beg him to go down there and see everything up close; to feel the heat from the fire on her skin and to hear the puddles of blood under her feet caused from the smashing of buildings. Her eyes widened and she bit her lip from bliss as father called her name, turning away from the screen and smiling at him. She couldn’t wait to get down there and smell the death all around her, the crispness of every body that was burned to the ground. But, out of all things to attack it was some strange mechas. Why, out of all of them would they do this? She snickered at the thought that there was only a small bright light that could save them all. But, she thought as to why the savior would even bother? Everyone’s practically dead already, it’s not like it would be much of a saving.

“Yeees siiiir!~ Oh this will be glorious, it’ll be like going to the festival..~”

She turned her body around on her heels before walking over to him and clapping her hands together, giggling like a small child as she started to prepare for the trip ahead. She raised her index finger and pointed it at herself before saying in a rather twisted fluctuated voice;

“I call the highest and best seat there is!”

She chuckled as she left for the city with a insane stare on her face; that of a psychopathic killer on a murdering spree.

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Celtan:” Roger that Father. Let’s go Charlie.”

Charlie:” If I can kill , then you got yourself a Follower ! ”

– Celtan bowed his head in respect and loosened up his clothing as if he was going to change but instead he would reach for his book ; summoning a portal after having reciting a few words under his breath. There Liryu would’ve entered first before Celtan and Charlie did. Charlie would get up and stretch as if he was going to run a marathon , but in all truth it would be something he would look forward to doing : As well as something quite dangerous . The District would be entering a whole new aspect of hell , with the addition of Gizora’s forces heading down there. Charlie darted into the portal and after a few moments Celtan would follow ; wearing a ominous blue cloak with fur lining around the collar . The three would’ve left fully with Celtan being the last and how their involvement with the burning city will go….. Who would know ? –

Kingdom of Altrus – Battle Fortress of Gizora

Kingdom of Altrus – Battle Fortress of Gizora

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The strangest thing occurred when Gizora passed through the portal and set foot onto the planet of Alterus. The human form that she had taken as a female changed. She…became a he. It would be a shock to Dark Lord Vithyra and possibly Charlie, though with his mental state it could take a few to figure out there had been any change at all. Still holding the message that Charlie had given him before the cross, the trio would come upon a vast space of land that was surrounded mostly by hills made mostly from rock.

For each step that Gizora took the land beneath his feet changed to path stones. Like the rock was actually rising up from underneath, and what was beginning to look like the start of fortification was being made right before the trio’s eyes. There was no mistaking the great power that the Destroyer wielded, and it was like something that had been destroyed before from the ravages of time, was coming back to life. Even symbols and the odd skeleton were coming up out of the ground in a twisted roar of rock sliding against rock. The ground was surrendering this most dark of secrets, and if you would have known better, you would have believed this had all been planned.

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Towering turrets punched through the now reddening clouds. A true sense of menace and corruption flowed from beneath the earth and this pleased Gizora immensely. He still had it. There was no mistaking it. Turning to another direction he pointed a sharp clawed finger at another point in the fortress and then swirled it, as a vortex appeared. The rise of sound from a gathering army was building from the other side. This was to be the army of the Battle Fortress.

“Your army awaits, Dark Lord Vithyra” Gizora had decided to bring them over from Terakus itself in wake of mounting a full invasion as they had made the right preparations.

“There will be no one to stop us this time.”

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Gizora glared as the oncoming procession of armed warriors filed through the portal. It was a spectacular sight and one to bring pride to the Dark Lord and Charlie.

 

~RB~

 

Fu:

 

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” Woahh………… This place is so big !…. This Place.. ”

– Charlie would say to himself as Gizora was busy making his first few steps onto this new terrain as well as shifting into a male form which Charlie had noticed but couldn’t think of anything other then the land they’ve entered , however being as loud as he was it ended up talking to everyone without knowing . He was admiring the landscape , it was so much to take in but it was at that moment his head began to ache as he came here . He seemed to have been in some odd pain from finally making it across the portal and being on this planet. –

” Ngnhhh ! ”

– Charlie seemed to have been in some sort’ve trance , or something had begun to attack him . From his previous context , it would’ve seemed as if there was more to Charlie then it meets the eye . But of course it was up to Gizora to find out , the letter in Gizora’s hand would truly be of some use if read . Until then the boy would scream and groan in pain , wondering if the pain would stop . –

Razorbackwriter:
Casting his eyes down at the much smaller Charlie, Gizora noticed that Charlie was going into some sort of trance from being on the planet. Had the crossover from the home world of Terakus affected Charlie, the same way it had changed Gizora himself back into that of a male demon? Remembering that Charlie had given him a letter when they were about to leave, Gizora held the piece of paper up, while the boy screamed and groaned in pain as though whatever it was that he was now fighting internally was screaming to be let out.

With the Dark Lord Vithyra to see her troops that were still filing through the portal from Terakus, the great Destroyer thundered over to Charlie on his massive hooved feet.

It was then that he started to read the letter than he had been given. Would this stop the screaming in time? ~RB~Fu:– As the letter opened in Gizora’s hands, a small magical seal would be released from the letter and it would read as well as sent the information directly to her brain via memory recollection-

” If you are reading this , then it means that That Person is returning to who he is and unwinding his own personal self and revealing who he is before you and that you’ve most likely lost your memory and getting a quick catching up through me ; the past you . When you were created you had the power to modify yourself to remove and add on any properties that you wanted ; when you were getting ready to head out to war during the Shroud you removed your Pre-mature mentality and that spawned the person before you , but his original name was Fran. Without realizing it, that person changed his personality and name right as we went to sleep to recover our strength while also allowing his real self to fall asleep . But most importantly what you need to know is that he is the …… ”

– At that point a large surge of energy flowed through Charlie which would make the Letter fly away and there Charlie stood with pitch black hair that stood up with a straight face and a surging power flowing through him . It felt as if he was something else entirely as he shifted. –

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Dark Lord of Insanity’s Theme

Fran the Dark Lord of Insanity :” I’ve waited ages …………….. Father. ”

DemieJ:

Kingdom of Altrus – Battle Fortress of Gizora

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.Vithyra Aethylla Rosherren.


Lord of Delicacy, Vithyra was looking at the portal that was opening, as an army of soldiers, just for her walked through it. “Oh my~ What a lovely surprise, my Lord” She spoke with a sweet voice as she was rather amused by it. It was such a lovely gesture from her Master, to be given an army of her own, just like the old days or something like that. She was happy with the large amount as she would defiantly need it, cause she wasn’t stupid and knew that the battle she was about to face was going to be a difficult one, after all they lost the first one, but this time they were going to take the price.. “Thank you my lord. . . I won’t let you down” She spoke again as she then heard the screaming of Charlie as her eyes shot over to the boy, it was such a high pitched screaming that it was rather unpleasant to the ears. ‘What’s going on. . .’ She thought as she saw that the Lord was going over to him, so she better kept her distance for now, but what happening.. After some minutes had past she saw Charlie change, transform. ‘No way. . .’ She then thought to herself as she saw what was happening, or was it?

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Gizora had just finished hearing Dark Lord Vithyra’s words of thanks for the fact she had been placed into such a high position by his side, when the terrible cries from Charlie had caused the Destroyer to have to read the letter that he had been given before leaving Terakus. As each word was read, it became clear that the affects upon the Destroyer moving from one planet to the next also had implications on the young Charlie. But just as the Destroyer had laid dormant for centuries, so to another had been held in a vessel that would never have anyone guess the truth of the identity of the being in behind it. The Dark Lord Vithyra had been completely fooled, that just went to show the extent to which this veiling had worked. Gizora on the other hand had a strange bond with Charlie before the cross. Right from the moment he had awakened, Charlie was a constant, and his bizarre behavior and antics did little to faze him. That alone spoke volumes.

The letter was in fact the introduction to one that the Destroyer to one that he never thought he would see again.

His son…Fran, the Dark Lord of Insanity.

” I’ve waited ages …………….. Father. ”

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He’d waited ages? Gizora laughed loudly, and then clapped his son on the back hard.

“You and me both, Son.” This was true, since Gizora had been entombed for many centuries after the last great war. “But the wait is over, Fran. Our time has come, and I can feel that we already have…the upper hand.” ~RB~Fu:

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– The offspring of the male would gently bounce forward from the clap made by his father and when everything had settled in and Gizora had said his piece Fran would speak and finally tell Gizora what he needed to know –

” My memories have returned in full. I just remembered that from Charlie’s memories of seeing the Hellgate Invasion that it was set up by Celtan ; one of the Spawns created by Scientists on Terakus to formulate another branched version of you to lead forces but getting to the point……….. Celtan is there to yes attack the prison and break Criminals out but those are just add ons ; pluses if you will. His real objective is to release ….. ”

– Fran would take a pause and finally finish his sentence as he recalls the thought of a Certain Valuable member of the Destroyer’s Army somehow getting imprisoned and in his mind he had imagined him within his mind vividly. –

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”….. Leone , The Final Dark Lord. The Dark Lord of Chaos. So Shall we go on your command there ourselves and meet him half-way ? ”

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Watching Fran bounce forward after the great slap on the back, Gizora strolled forward – his fingers strumming his chin lightly while listening to a recant of Charlie’s memories. He spoke of the Hellgate invasion that was set up by Celtan, one of the creations of the Scientists of Terakus. This was how they were able to create beings from Gizora’s own DNA. Leading forces across Alterus in a bid to gain a firmer foothold and create waves of destruction and chaos that would keep the Kings and all their men too busy to watch out for the main invasion.

“Distraction. Ah yes, that technique never gets old. The forces of good will be too busy fighting our own, to see what the break out is really all about. Commendable. I must say.” With all the Dark Lords ready to follow Gizora, it would take a great deal to stop them from taking on the Creator and his most devout followers.

“Fran, we shall go now. Oh…and just one thing.” Gizora was quick to point out. “That furbee. While it suited Charlie, I think we might make the Dark Lord of Fear into something that would suit your latest form.”

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The Destroyer raised his clawed hand and growled another enchantment, that turned the furbee into a massive battle grizzly bear. Much better. Wearing battle armor plating and head gear, it was ideal for Fran to ride on rather than walk.

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With that out of the way, Gizora flicked his hand as another portal shot up before them.

“To our next…appointment.” ~RB~Fu:

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” A Bear !!!!!!!!!!! ”

– Even the Dark Lord had reacted this way, Charlie’s personality was actually a smaller version of his own but Fran’s take on it was much more insane and all the more extreme in sense as he immediately mounted it and grinned with the biggest of smiles . He would wave his hands around dramatically as if trying to balance himself but his voice came out mature ; which contrasted his own being further. –

” I’m ready to head out on your command ; I’m sure we’ll get as much as we possibly can today . I doubt there are any powerful forces out there as it stands. ”

– Fran quickly gotten himself ready to move onwards with His Father’s plans. It was time for His Father to get back his final Lord as well as gain a special army in it’s own right. –

” Onwards……. to the battlefield. I hope my skills didn’t get rusty.”

– He would follow promptly with Gizora to their next location , getting ready to give an explanation upon arrival-NPC

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– A Male walked up to the Dark Lord Vithrya after her having been alone after so much time . He had a phone in hand and a orb in the other . He didn’t come to make fun or do any small talk , he had business that was urgent . The Male would speak and inform her about what she needed to know –

” Madam , you are to board the Gizora Blade Ship immediately upon Destroyer’s Orders ; Our God and Company are there awaiting you ; the Last Dark Lord to attend as a meeting is about to go underway . You will be briefed upon arrival . Enter when you are ready.”

– The Male dropped the orb nearby and upon cracking a portal opened which laid way to the ship Gizora and the others were on ; it was up to her to enter when ready at this point. The Terakian simply bowed his head in respect until she entered the pathway which lead to the others.-

The Dark Moon of Terakus – Part Three : Shattered Dimensions.

 

 

Gizora really is the She devil of Terakus.

 

Razorbackwriter;  

The Dark Moon of Terakus

Many of the faithful had started to trickle out from the mountainside chamber of Gizora to watch as the Destroyer and her new assistant were getting set to go off to what would be Gizora’s new home on this dark moon. Charlie had been overjoyed with the Destructor’s decision to make him such a high rank in his eyes. With the frantic bowing and happy expression, Charlie followed Gizora to the black vehicle that would take them both down the mountain. Climbing inside, Gizora settled back comfortably upon the fine leather upholstery and waited for Charlie to join him. Course, he would be shown to sit directly opposite, so that the Dark lord had more room on his side of the car. With the door closed and the driver racing around to get in behind the wheel, it was time to head off. Course, Gizora had been waiting for Charlie’s detailed report on the one known as the Creator.

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The car headed off, with much fanfare and waving from the faithful, which soon became nothing but a blip behind them as the vehicle picked up speed. Focusing upon Charlie’s expression, the tale that he told said much of how the Creator had been away from his own world, in very much the same way that he had. It was interesting to note, that preparations were indeed underway to combat whatever the Terakians had in store for when their leader awoke.

“I should have expected nothing less.” Gizora said, taking a moment to stare out the tinted windows at the mountain range roads, before returning his gaze back to Charlie. The large amounts of power that had been detected overtime by the scholars was deciphered as being The Observer’s Dungeons. This had Gizora rub her chin with her well manicured hand. Her eyes narrowed as the story continued. Specially designed for those of high magical skill to work through and recreate as a home base. The very idea was now making the Destructor think that they should be able to accomplish a similar feat upon Terakus. With enough faithful that were willing to awaken the Dark lord, anything was possible. Not to mention it was well within his powers to help make it a reality. If there was anything that the Creator could do, the Destructor could match it.

As Gizora was about to give the order that he wanted the same built on Terakus, Charlie mentioned that elite teams of Terakins were on Alterus as they spoke and were moving quickly to gain as much insight and knowledge to bring back to Terakus for the utilization of it’s own people. It was brilliant. Simply brilliant.

“Oh how pleased I am to have so many that are dedicated to the triumph of Terakus against those….down below.”Speaking as he would of how he regarded those on Alterus as being beneath them. It was clear that Gizora had a lot to do in the coming days and weeks, but the first thing he wanted more than anything was to see where he would be based.

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“So how is my home coming along, hmm? I hope there is a closet, cause..” He flipped open the robe, exposing his female form. “I can hardly keep going to events like this.” Gizara pressed a button on the side of the car door that turned on the speaker system as music soon started to flood the interior of the car. It was a song that made Gizora bop her head in time to the beat.

“Just another little thing, Charlie. You…and your report, are more than satisfactory. So….relax…” The Destructor eased back and crossed her legs sensually, as the car sped along to her new home.

 

~RB~

 

Fu:  

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– Charlie had his face pressed up against the wall of the vehicle the moment he had finished speaking earlier and was told what he has spoken to his Lord was a satisfactory answer. From the angle of his positioning as he was looking out the window , his eyelids were shown to be quite baggy . He hasn’t been actively watching his own health ; most likely due to his staying up most nights and crashing or simply sleeping less and less with each day. He is somehow still energetic , or maybe that’s just his crazy running his system. Once Lord Gizora had spoken about her new estate Charlie would answer immediately to let her know what it was like. –

” Yes M’Lord your home is fully equipped with anything you may possibly need. We have began construction a few centuries ago , I won’t be surprised if it has ascended beyond the artificial atmosphere here and goes up into the sky. M’lord your home as well will look great I can assure you . We took into account everything you enjoy and favor in this world and made it into your home. We do have to mention that this building was created with a mage’s help as the construct is purely made of the most complex magical forces , as we didn’t know what precisely you imagined your home so we gave it the appearance of a palace for the moment but once you arrive you are free to re-imagine it’s architecture and design to however you’d like . You are our God after all , there is nothing you can’t do ! * squeals before regaining composure *. I do want to let you know now and we are terribly sorry if you can’t recall ; but you told us to take samples of you in the past to perform some experiments which also explains why your body isn’t at it’s entire best as of yet. This has brought together quite a bunch of results , but as you know considering Genetic Spawns and such , some if not all of the Dark Lords should be waiting for you in your home . They couldn’t be at the ritual due to the ritual’s rules , it is a stingy rule we know . I think we are getting close however , so I hope you are ready to see your home !”

– Charlie was never this talkative but to a being like Gizora he had no choice but to be so upbeat and more full of life then he normally was. He waited so long for this day and now he was here, he wasn’t going to let this moment go to waste , nor did he plan on ever doing so . He was also quite informative on filling things in for her , as he was born to be a assistant of sorts for her so he clearly knew quite a bit even though he was supposed to be a lowly servant. This didn’t stop him from getting the necessary information that would prove vital for Gizora and letting her know what she rightfully deserved to know and if she had ever wanted to inquire more he would provide more information for her.-

 

Razorbackwriter:  

The Dark Moon of Terakus

The roads that came down from the mountain were winding ones, that were carved into the side of the mountain, with precarious edges that the black vehicle just made it around. It added to the fear factor for those that dared to make the trek up to the resting chamber of the Lord Destructor. Everything made on the Dark Moon had that taken into account. The meticulous planning for each and everything – a hall mark of the devotion that its people placed upon given tasks. With the start of the city approaching once the car made the final bend, did Gizora truly start to see the magnitude of the civilization born from an ideal. One of many metropolises that were spread across the moon, each with sections that catered to each functioning part. From industry, to finance, the city heart, accommodation towers for workers and the lower end, plus the grand estates of the Dark lords. Combat training grounds and arenas for blood sports that could hold over two hundred thousand souls.

As the car sped along the busy road, given special lighting clearance to make good time, the driver had a special GPS unit that alerted him to the navigational data to take the Destructor to his home. What would be the towering glory of the main metropolis, like silver sliced shards that went high into the very clouds – above and beyond any other building near it. A beacon almost in what was a dark sky.

Seeing it for the first time, Gizora’s face was one of great pleasure. The building being everything he had ever imagined, as it was a testimony to his will and power over the countless years. A hand raised to the tinted pane to touch the glass as if he wished to curl his fingers around the very structure from the distance. Home. A place whereby the Dark Lords may gather in his presence and pay homage.

Of course, Charlie was more than happy to inform the Lord Destructor with everything that he knew of the makings and planning of his future residence. It had taken centuries to build and was even aided with the help of a mage, to conduct the most magical of feats within, along with harnessing even greater power. Gizora brought her hand down to a fist and bumped it on her knee. A sign that he was more than pleased with this news.

“You are our God after all , there is nothing you can’t do !” His squeal of enthusiasm was matched by that of Gizora who totally forgot himself and joined the high pitch chorus. “And if I haven’t done it, I bloody well will.” A slight eyebrow wiggle showed that the Destructor had managed to keep his sense of humor over time.

Finding their composure again, after Giz let out a little wooo sound, he listened to Charlie speak about the DNA samples that had been harvested over time. “Ah yes, I was wondering how that went. Not exactly easy to get them from me, but that might explain a lot about my appearance, no?” Meaning that he was in the image of a she. It was true that not all his powers had returned to him, but when they did…..look out.

There had been a number of results from the Genetic testing and subsequent spawns, which caused Gizora to smirk.“It’s a hell of a lot easier than having to carry them in your body for nine months. Let alone have to spit them out. I had worried about giving birth out of my dick. Had I known I would be a woman this time round….” She tapped her lip then said “…eh, still wouldn’t have wanted the stretch marks and cravings.”

A cough from the driver’s seat alerted the pair in back that they had arrived at their destination.

“We have arrived, your Lordship.” The driver saying the only thing needed. The vehicle pulled through the grand gates and started up the driveway towards the colossal building before them. Gizora’s eyes followed it up till it broke through the clouds.

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“Home…sweet home.”

The driver opened the door, and it was then that Gizora happened to notice Charlie’s gaunt appearance. “A little tour…and then you need to eat and rest. Don’t want you dying on me, Charlie.’

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Fu:  

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” You can give birth in any way that you want ; those concepts can only apply to you if you want it to be like so . You literally do make the rules and yes we’ve gotten to Lord Gizora’s home . After you Master ! ”

– He listened to her speak attentively so he didn’t miss anything and responded ideally while giving her a soft smile . It was time for them to get moving , time for them to enter the Palace that belonged to their Lord. Charlie was excited to go see it for himself , he has only heard about it and seen it from afar but today that has all changed on a few words Gizora had spoken. He followed her on out the vehicle and escorted her into her estate , wondering how many Dark Lords will be in attendance and if anything else would reveal itself in time . He didn’t want to blab too much on their way into the domain of the Lord , and so off they went to check out her home-

 

The Dark Moon of Terakus – Shattered Dimensions.

The Dark Moon of Terakus. 

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To everything there is the opposite. Just as Alteria exists so to does it’s counterpart. The ying to the yang. Terakus. Planet of all chaos and ruled by the Destructor – Gizora, who has been in slumber within the mountains of Hellrise. Whilst the cities that dot the moon are filled with the dark creatures and vile lords of the underworld, a thriving metropolis does exist. Though considered to be a moon, by those on Alteria; they are unaware of the dangers that lurk on the dark side of the moon.

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Razorbackwriter:  

The Dark Moon of Terakus

Since the dawn of time there have been two that wielded such powers that it was enough to bring about the rise of greatness and the fall of planets and civilizations. Just as there was the will of Good, there was the opposite, the Chaos of Destruction. Creation had it’s name, and so reigned over the planet of Alteria along with the Celestial Kings – but in the days coming, their counterparts…the opposites were preparing for the awakening of their great Anti God. The Destructor….Gizora. Said to be in slumber in the mountains of Hellrise, till the alignment of the three suns, the dark sons were to build for him that would be worthy of his throne. Across the fire moon, there were plates that cooled and allowed for the construction of vast cities and territories where those of greed and lust could build towering monuments and buildings that all bore the crest of their leader. It would not be an easy task to awaken the Destroyer. Sacrifices and rituals had to be held and all the right relics brought in from across the surface of Terakus at exactly the right moment. It had been written by scribes and seers had foreseen the day in which the crypt would crack open and reveal the Ruler of Terakus in all his chaotic glory.

A line of robed men in crimson carried with them the sacrifices that were in boxes, cages and on the back of trucks. Creatures that had been harvested in accordance with the blood parchment of Cardis. Guardians atop of muscular steeds cracked their whips to the lowest of Terakus’s drones – sightless zombified behemoths, that pulled the caged carts as the procession was reaching the rise of the mountain of the sacred Crypt. In the sky above, you could see the three suns that were all close to being in alignment. The dark priests needed to hurry if they were to make the preparations before the time of the awakening. There was a sense of urgency now growing between both relic hunters and the priests.

Just ahead a large jagged opening was visible, forged out of the rock by the power of Gizora before his slumber. As the many vehicles and carriages passed under the arch, there was a change in temperature. The heat from the molten lava pits below was releasing plumes of noxious gasses that to mere mortals, would have them clamoring for breathing apparatus. Within the cavern like chamber, which was the size of an Olympic stadium, there was a mount that had four pillars, with the top being like the roof from the Greek Parthenon. At the very top of the roof of the cave was a large hole, that allowed for the viewing of the sky – which was important to the ritual itself. The sound of brakes and hydraulics now echoed throughout the chamber, as well as shouts from the guardians, as the great drones lowered their ropes and chains to bring the procession of cages and boxes to a halt. Screams, whimpers and cries came from within the sacrifices carriages, and the guardians walked along the sides, shoving great electrified prodders in to keep them quiet. Not exactly a humane way of doing things, but this was Terakus.

At the base of the mount, the crimson robed clerics and priests assembled, and started to give out orders on where the sacrifices were to be chained and mounted for the ceremony. It was like a cattle call, as the cages were unlocked – chains falling to the ground, while collared creatures of all descriptions were led out and brought to the various points of the four pillars. Large hammers were used to nail the creatures chains in place. There was to be no happy ending for them. Their blood and life force were needed to crack open the seal on Grizora’s chamber. A large stone door with ancient script that was chiseled into the rock was the center point of the cavern.

Large torches that were carried by the bearers formed a ring around the outside of the pillared mount, and a lone robed dark one moved to a special podium with a book that had been fashioned out of human skin. He placed the book down on the raised stand and then slowly drew back his hood, to reveal a shock of black hair. Grizora’s most dedicated of followers. His face was etched with tattoo like marking, that burned red compared to the darkness of his skin. At the wave of his hand, the relic hunters approached the mount steps, each carrying a piece to what was a puzzle, marked out by matching holes within the crypt itself. On Barax’s drop of the finger, all four climbed the steps and then pressed the relics into the stone marks. Each one hissed and steam poured out along with a blazing orange blast of light. The torch bearers all then looked to the sky as the three suns were just about touching. The time had come.

“MITTERNACHT!”

The chamber started to groan and creak, as many spectators were now waiting in anticipation of this momentous event. A chorus of voices began to chant, some even going into a hypnotic state, with the faces of the unfortunate sacrifices now contorted in polarized fear. The voices were now raising – beating drums played loudly as the suns started to cross each other. Once they were aligned a blinding light erupted from the sky, and rocketed down to the hole of the chamber, flooding into the room as the last words were being said by the dark robed priests. Each relic, each sacrifice were hit with beams of golden fire light. Hot as the sun, as the marking upon the door to the chamber of the Destroyer lit up, each mark glowing one by one as the voices within the chamber reached a crescendo. With a loud explosion, the door to the Destructor’s chamber was blown to bits and within you could see the very fire of Hell itself come to Terakus, as a figure was fashioned from the flames within. But to the surprise of all around, the figure was not that of a great beast…..nor was it…male.

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It was a woman. The Destructor was the opposite to those on the Shattered planet.

Many of the priests all stepped back, as she emerged from the flames – naked. Her skin cooling rapidly as her well endowed form was viewed by all those that had awoken her. The men gasped at the magnificence of her being. It was only when she had taken a step off the mount that Gizora spoke.

“What are you all looking at?” The voice having a very deep and sexy allure. Hearing herself, Gizora stopped and looked down. Were there breasts on her chest? Reaching up with a well manicured hand she gave one a squeeze and then roared with laughter.

“Okay…is this some sort of joke?’

Funny thing was….no one was laughing. You could barely hear a pin drop, except for the odd sound of rustling under a priest’s robes.

“No, my Lord Destructor. Tis no joke.” Her long time assistant said. Grizora was still fondling her breast and then poking the other one. “Well with these puppies, I’m not going to get bored.'” She laughed again, and then cast an eye on one priest who was very active with his hand under his robe. Clearly enjoying seeing Grizora like this. The Destructor didn’t even bat an eyelid as she snapped her finger, and the priest’s cock fell off in his hand. Shrieking and with blood running down his leg, he ran from the mount, much to Grizora’s amusement.

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“Well well…I imagine that I missed a lot. Time to….fill me in.”

 

~RB~

 

Fu:

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– One of the hooded men would slowly walk forward and drew his hood back , revealing a average heighted male who had quite the perplexed expression on his face ; his wide eyes gazing the female up and down as if in disbelief and his bright white hair hopefully distracting the males expression to excuse him for a proper emotion to be shown at this point in time. But soon his confusion came to an end as he would lower his head and yell his next words quite loudly and quickly –

” You-have-missed-quite-a-lot-since-you’ve-been-lying-dormant-Destroyer-My-Lord ; Our-Population-Has-Increased-exponentially-and-still-continuing-as-we-speak. Other-then-that-a-lot-of-strange-energies-has-been-seen-on-Alterus-but-we-don’t-know-what-is-the-cause-for-it.”

– The male took in a deep breath and then exhaled before finally introducing himself –

” My name is Charlie , a loyal servant of Lord Gizora and of course I’m under your command to do your dirty work and other accompanying orders. Also…”

– Charlie would take a few more steps forward , while the other robed men had watched in disbelief that he had gotten so close and would take his hand and cupped her left breast with his hand before making a alarmed sound –

”Aha ! These are real ! But, You are our great and feared Lord so you must cover up otherwise the rest of the men will get ideas. So please take this.”

– He took a few steps back and took his robe off and gave it to her to cover up , as a Anti-God Gizora would easily pinpoint how many of them were looking at her lustfully and Charlie was actually touching to validate her gender and nothing further even though it seemed quite the perverse action, he had always heard of how Gizora was supposedly a male and didn’t want to tarnish the concept and has taken into consideration now that things aren’t the same. Protecting and conserving the Destroyer’s appearance and person is his task now. –

 

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RPC – Gizora, the Anti-God.

Gizora – The Anti – God.

 

Appearance : is both forms, depending on which planet he/she is on.

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Male

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Female

Name : Gizora or (Lucifer)

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Age : As Old as Time itself, born after Creation.

Race : Anti God

Respective World : Terakus – Opposite to Alteria.

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Role : Head of all evil, ruler of the Anti world.

Personality : All things evil, wicked, a schemer, bad tempered yet likes a joke at your expense, dangerous, unpredictable, just plain nasty.

Powers / Abilities :
Capabilites ; Anti Gods or Primordial Voids represent the counterpart and sometimes the dark aspects of a Supreme Deity in many verses, they existed before the multiverse itself and are considered the essence of all evil, darkness, chaos and the ultimate decreator of the universe ranking them among the most powerful entities.

 Anti Gods are vital to the balance of the cosmos as they represent the other side of the coin in the perpetual conflict between good and evil.
 As there is only one Supreme God there can only be one Anti-God.
 Some are not villains but destructive aspects or forces vital that are charged to bring the universe to an end.
 The Anti-God is not to be confused for a demon but is the originator of all demonic forces and everything related to it.
 Where as a God plays the role of “Creator”, the Anti-God plays the role of “Destroyer”.

Anti-Gods are beings of unlimited power giving them the ability to destroy entire universes; in some cases even compared to the supreme creator,a clash between them could cause the multiverse to be destroyed and recreated. Anti-Gods represent and are the prime originators of all that counters creation, giving it absolute domain over dark powers.

Sub powers;
The ability to conjure an energy that can annihilate all other forms of energy.

 This power requires a high level of concentration and stamina because the energy easily dissipates.
 Requires extreme caution as it can kill anyone on contact — includes the user of this ability.
 Energy easily dissipates in nanoseconds because of all the energy in the universe.

Power to manipulate destructive energy

The destructor can create, shape and manipulate destructive energy, capable of destroying anything without leaving a single trace.

 Energy cannot be used for more constructive usage that does not involve destruction.
 May be hard to control.
 Very destructive and dangerous.

The power to collapse objects into dust. Not to be confused with Death Inducement.

Can cause targets (whether organic or inorganic material) to lose cohesion in various means. Some can make matter fall part, wipe away target on a molecular/sub-molecular level or even revert matter into pure energy. Regardless of the means, target is reduced to either molecular/sub-molecular dust or energy but not absolutely annihilated.

 Atomic Dissociation: A catastrophic effect that de-anchor’s atomic/molecular structure.
 Cellular Disintegration: disintegrate organic cells.
 Disintegration Aura: an aura that disintegrates anything within.
 Disintegration Beam: beam that can disintegrate matter.
 DNA Disintegration: dissolute living bio-matter.
 Electric Field Negation: sap electric fields turning objects dust, dust into atoms and atoms into nothing.
 Evaporation: disperse objects into gases.
 Granulation: turn objects into sand.
 Incineration: disintegrate the target via intense temperatures.
 Self-Disintegration: disintegrate one’s body molecules to dust and eventually, integrate back to normal form.

The ability to negate an objects electric field and destroying an objects structure.

The Destructor can negate an objects electric field thus removing any form of structure. They can reduce any object into dust and the dust into atoms and atoms into nothing.

 May be limited by how much or how big an object they can destroy.
 May take time for the object or person to be full destroyed.
 Cannot affect users of Omnilock or Absolute Immortality.
 Only physical matter is destroyed, spirits, for example don’t have an electric field.

Bio : For all that is good, there has to be that that is the opposite. Gizora, is just that. The Anti God and ruler of Terakus. A moon off Alteria, that happens to be home to all those that are the alters of the good on the main planet. Suspended in time and space due to the last time that the forces of good and evil met, Gizora is about to awaken in a world that is just ripe for her ways. Course, in this alter world, he is a she. A perfect opposite to the one that would set foot on Alteria. Don’t let appearances fool you. One false move and she will do you like a dinner.
“Ever dance with the devil and live to tell the tale?”

Lucifer by E’nomine

True Ambition – SS.

Following on from The Death of a Prince.

Scene setting : Greed Castle.

co-written with Dessy.

 

Razorbackwriter:  Walking up the spiraling staircase that led to the roof tops, Lydia raised her skirts by clutching the fabric with her fingers. Last thing she wanted to do was slip and fall back onto Mariela. Oh what a show they were in for. Lydia had such strong belief that the Prince of Greed would be victorious, and now they could watch the battle unfolding from the safety of the Greed Castle. In the distance, the clouds had changed colour to that of blood red – a sign that the battle was truly under way. The dull roar and ever present sound of repeated explosions of cannon fire could be heard as it could be felt within one’s chest. Standing on the wall of the Castle Greed, Lydia put her hand up to her brow as she could see something approaching from the direction of Wrath.

It was a horse. A riderless horse. Mammon’s.

Lydia gasped as she saw the horse make its return and galloping over the bridge to return to the courtyard. What had happened to Mammon? Surely he would ride the steed back. Had he fallen in battle already? Lydia’s heart was beating near out of her chest. Soon she could hear Warner’s footsteps as he ran up to meet with Mariela and Lydia.

“You saw the horse?” Warner cried out, to which Lydia nodded and you could see the worry in her facial expression. “The battle is not yet over….and his horse returns?” The Demoness of Ambition took up Mariela’s hands in hers as she now feared that the battle was already over for Greed before it had begun.

“What if they come here? Please…is there a spell or an enchantment to protect the castle from Gabriel and her followers?” Her eyes now imploring Mariela’s. “I know I promised to protect you…and I will, but we need a shield…something to blanket the castle. Mammon may be dead!” She cried.

Warner stood there ringing his hands.

~RB~

 

Dessy:  Mariela walked up the spiraling stairs, following Lydia up to the rooftops. She admired the sky around the area once they went up, before seeing the red sky. She then squinted her eyes, watching the Wrath kingdom, before she heard the gasp escape from Lydia’s lips. She looked over at Lydia, before looking at the direction she was looking – seeing Mammon’s horse, without Mammon on it. When she heard Warner’s voice, she quickly turned around to face him. “The battle just started. He couldn’t have been killed that quickly.” she spoke, before looking at Lydia when she grabbed her hands, listening to her beg for Mariela to find a way to shield the castle. “I do have something.. I can put a shield over the castle to protect it.” she said, giving a nod of her head and taking her hands out of Lydia’s grasp. “It’s been a while since I’ve done this spell, so I can’t promise it’ll work.. but I’m willing to try.” she spoke, walking to the edge of the castle.

Mariela narrowed her eyes, looking over in the direction of the Wrath kingdom once more in an attempt to see what was going on – but she couldn’t. She took a deep breath – praying that she could perform the spell successfully. She began speaking Latin – the language in which the witches spoke, at least for her family, to perform spells. She then held one hand out over the castle, the other moving in a circular motion around her. A large, dome-like shield went over the castle, and the gates as well. The shield was only visible to Mariela, Lydia and Warner – no one else would have a clue it was there until they tried entering, and getting shot back. Afterwards, she turned her head to Lydia and gave a nod, showing that the spell worked.

 

Razorbackwriter:  Lydia clasped her hands together expectantly to watch Mariela go to work on securing the Castle Greed in case that the Prince Mammon failed in his quest to destroy Gabriel, and the Wrath armies might try to take revenge by taking over the Greed lands and castle. Hearing the Witch’s words a great dome like shield appeared from one side of the castle, and completely engulfed the entire castle right to the turrets and over. It was like sealing the building within a protective bubble – one that could not be penetrated by outside forces.

The Demoness of Ambition let out a huge sigh of relief as Mariela gave the nod that the spell had worked.

“I feel so much better.” Lydia said with a large exhale of breath. She even patted Warner on the back, but he was too busy staring across the vast expanse of land towards the glowering skies above the Kingdom of Wrath. He was truly worried that the beserker armor that Mammon wore had changed the Prince into such a state that he would no longer be fighting with any sense of reason. Losing himself to the insanity that the suit’s ultimate power was. In a way, Warner thought the Prince bit off more than he could chew this time. Greed would come at a heavy price.

“I wish there was some way we could see what is happening.” Warner lamented, before bowing his head, fearing the worse.

~RB~

 

Dessy:  Mariela gave a nod and walked back over to the two. She looked back over to the red sky, putting a hand over her face and squinting her eyes to try and look. “It’s impossible to see what is happening from up here, and we don’t want to take any chances by leaving the castle.” she said, dropping her hand and turning back around to face the two. Mariela wasn’t sure if she could perform a spell that let them see what was happening – there might be, in the thousands of books here in the castle, but she honestly had no idea. At least, she didn’t know how to perform such a spell. They might just be out of luck and might have to wait it out.

 

Razorbackwriter:  Mariela had a point. It was not exactly a good time to be leaving Greed castle, especially with the bulk of Mammon’s army off fighting for him in Wrath. In a way, Lydia didn’t want to see what was happening. All that blood, and disemboweling. Limbs everywhere, heads on spikes. Sure, it might excite Gabriel to see all that, but seriously it made Lydia nauseous. With Mammon’s horse having returned riderless, and the sound of the battle becoming ferocious from across the land, Lydia….had a lot to think about.

The Demon of Ambition turned away from the spectacle, and clasped her hands together.

“Hmmm.”

Warner heard her murmur and then followed her to see what it was she was thinking.

“What?”

“If….Mammon should die…Not saying I want that. Cause like…he never treated me bad, but…say he did.”

Warner raised a brow and stared at Lydia.

“If he did then the throne of Greed would be empty.”

Suddenly, a wicked smile crept across Lydia’s face. If Mammon was not to return, there was someone to take his place. And all done without even having to have killed a soul. Not a drop of blood spilt….no heads on spikes.

“Not for long. Mariela…Warner. Follow me.”

Picking up the edges of her gown, she started for the stairs that lead back down to the main hall. Lydia didn’t get her title for nothing. She was as ambitious as Gabriel was warlike.

 

~RB~

 

Dessy:  Mariela was never a fan of violence or fighting. She didn’t think you needed all of that to settle an issue, or disagreement. She was more of a “talking” person, or trying to keep peace between everyone. But, of course, it didn’t work. Some people immediately went to violence without thinking of any other options, and it just made Mariela shake her head and walk the other way as she let them fight it out. She always tried to keep the peace, but some people were just too stubborn to listen. When Lydia spoke, Mariela exited her thoughts and looked up at her. She raised an eyebrow along with Warner when she mentioned “if Mammon died”. “What do you mean “not for long”?” Mariela questioned, but Lydia was already walking down the stairs. She looked back at the fighting one more time, before she walked down the staircase behind Lydia and Warner, running her hand along the railing. “What are you planning, Lydia?” she asked once they reached the bottom of the stairs.

 

Razorbackwriter:  Sweeping into the main hall of Greed, Lydia was now on a mission. Already, she could see Mammon’s war horse outside the stained glass window being held by one of Mammon’s stable hands and was now being led back into the stables – a clear sign that the Prince of Greed would not be returning. Faster Lydia’s steps rang out across the hall until she reached a special mark on the floor. It was in the shape of a pentagram and had symbolic letters and symbols dotted around it. Silently she walked around the outside of the symbol, before then looking up at Warner, who was scratching his head.

“Lydia…what are you doing?” Warner asked. Curious with her intent. She seemed to have resided herself to the fact that Mammon would not live this night and that being the case, she wanted to assure herself ascension. Breathing harder than before, Lydia’s hands curled into fists as she stared at the symbol on the ground. Her chin quivered slightly – almost like she could not believe what she was about to do. “I must summon….Him.”Lydia’s eyes flickered as she turned her head slowly to Warner. The servant and adviser to Mammon took a step back for he knew who she was referring too. “YOU WOULDN’T!?” Clearly he was panicked by the very idea, especially with there being no real evidence that Mammon had died in battle. Lydia swallowed deeply as her body started to tremble.

“I cannot deny my true nature, Warner. I am…..Ambition.”

Dark green hands started to seep out from the very stone tiles that made up the cold floor on which they stood. Each one reached to grab onto Warner as he started to scream loudly. “LYDIA…DON’T DO THIS!”

Slowly Lydia raised her hand and then swept it across her throat in a slicing action, as a green blade formed from one of the hands and it tore through Warner’s throat – spilling his blood into the pentagon markings on the stone floor. Warner gargled and screamed till his eyes rolled back into his head. The green mist hands holding him rigid as his blood filled the symbol upon the floor. For Mariela, this would be hard to watch but could she have ever really trusted a demon to be good? Underneath all, Lydia was…a demoness of Hell. When the blood had fully drained from Warner and filled the symbol, Lydia began to chant the summons of the Devil himself. Lucifer.

“Bagabi laca bachabe
Lamc cahi achababe
Karrelyos
Lamac lamec Bachalyas
Cabahagy sabalyos
Baryolas
Lagoz atha cabyolas
Samahac et famyolas
Harrahya “

The blooded floor symbol began to glow fiercely as the air around Lydia was charged with a hellish fire. Her head turned slowly to Mariela and in a dark voice that was totally unnatural she said:

“Welcome my true Lord….my Father….my Leader….Lucifer.”

Warner’s body was still suspended by the green hands that Lydia had made, his body now turning white and still.

A dark low growl and the shape of something large was forming over the pentagram symbol. Angered to have been summoned on such a night, when Hell was already on fire from the betrayal of the cousins – the Princes. His face formed in the mist and he stared down at Lydia.

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“You ambitious little bitch. AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA! Mammon is not yet dead!”

Lydia bowed before her creator and smiled. “But he will be….my Lord, and Greed will need a new Heir.”

 

~RB~