Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District (2) – Shattered Dimensions.

 

 

 

Many are gathering to join in the quest, but will they be up to the task?  

 

Zetta: Unable to speak, no longer having feet planted to the ground.. Last thing he recalled was his super-speed getting him back home to beat the sunlight.. His direction went disarray upon the sudden combination of Alterus, mixing in with the standard fable that the man had been accustomed to.. While traveling back to his own Manor, he found himself in the middle of foreign land. Near a large boat. They called those ships, though with due to origins he never had any business going out of the country and was blind-sided by all this water that surrounded him. Confused to the utmost, the vampire looked everywhere around him, finding nothing to be clearly visible but blue. One’s four limbs outstretched in panic, for this one felt that he no longer had the freedom to move as he normally did.. Trapped, the man was caught within something. He forced his mouth open, only to draw in volumes of water in an instant. Now he was gargling, rapidly running out of air, if he did not act to escape this he would die in this viridian Hell…

No! The vampire would reclaim his pride and reach the surface to survive, even if he had to claw his way up.. The claw on his hand weighing him down evermore, but not withholding his super strength from continuing to swim upwards. Although this was only a first experience for him, he would overcome it with his damned ambition! In such efforts, momentum seemed to be on his side, despite gravity formerly pushing him back. He zoomed to a peak of the aquatic surrounding until sunlight flashed upon him through the depths.. He would die when it touched him, since he had yet to refuel the gauntlet of midnight black. There was little hope here, but that could not stop him, the feeling of suffocation was terrifying to say the least. Facing death, he charged ahead even stronger, with reduced effort for some reason too. The effort input bared results, Delecaux finally ascending the watery graveyard. He sighed lightly, glad to have overcome the challenge, and bowed his head towards the light cast above him. But instead of instant-death though, he felt an extreme pain on his shoulders and then his entire upper-body burned. Unbearable, from one pain onto another.

Again, putting his body to work, his eyes scanned for a place to duck under to be covered from shade. It was here that he realized something peculiar.. He was standing, not floating in water, but firmly stood atop the substance. This was inconceivable, what had the water done to him?.. Unbeknownst to James was that he had acquired a multitude of abilities, being strengthened by the combination of all universe’ vampiric essences. It would come later on to his knowledge, for now he knew he needed to find his assistant, if the being even lived still in this plane. So he ignored this conundrum entirely to focus on stability. One thing that was obvious was that he wasn’t home.. But he was still burning, with this new-found power to control his every movement, he locked onto the ship, rapid-flight propelling him to the back of the large structure.. The man would be comfortable as a stowaway for now, in order to survive. He was still awed that he had escaped death twice already, having not a clue as to where he would be headed now either. With one deep breath, he counted down all of the scents he gathered on his way to the back of the ship. In time he would make it to the deck for a formal introduction with someone.. Anyone, who maybe able to give him some better direction.

 

Hibu:  The sky was mostly clear, with a feeble temperate breeze circulated throughout the district. A mild gale that would’ve kissed one’s complexion was surely to give a satisfied feeling. The feeble clement wind weaved though and around various bushes and trees, causing a soothing rustling sound come from the depths of the shadows. Fluffy, gray, cotton candy appearing clouds cast freely here and there over the district’s surface. A plethora of items displayed at each store, which were sure to satisfy you. The flaming red star, which was imprisoned in the sky, and died every night to let the moon live, ray’s shown brightly the throughout the district. The citizen appeared happy and little disagreed with the Kings and queens plans. Throngs of people migrated in a rush towards the dock, for they knew soon the ship would be leaving. In this throng was juvenile figure with black cloak that covered her body. Grayish platinum hair, two twig like horns sticking out appearing unique, and a tail that swayed back and forth armored with scales. thus, one could clarify she was Drakon. They’re said to be mythological creatures, hunted for years and forced to alter their appearance into humans. the female was hiding her wings as she didn’t want judgmental eyes peering at her, it wad like they were mentally poking her soul.

“This is taking to long!”

the petite figured yelled with feeling very inpatient. she needed room, the fact of being crowded with no personal space displeased her. thus, she drifted from the migrating mobs of citizen. in a corner it seemed she was alone, but something was just unsettling. there was a murderous feeling was within the air. the stained blood metallic odor long within the air causing a disgusted expression to surface. she sighed not even tempted to look into the incident that had happen.extending her right arm to her left shoulder, Matsu could firmly angle her finger adjusting it to the cloth. in a blink of an eye the cloak was thrown off of her revealing her body built and her yellow intimidating eyes. She was wearing a dark turquoise sweater, denim shorts, with raspberry dyed hightighs, and a pair of combat boots. Thus, with no one supposedly watching and free space, Matsu would manifest her dragon-like wings. Matsu angled her legs to certain degree catapulting herself within the air. within those few seconds, Matsu would flap her dragon-like wings. The airborne female’s ruby lips formed into rather pleased smile. As she was flying into the air, Matsu’s body was now horizontally now. The air blowing upon her face satisfied her as she headed towards the dock. Every so often her wings would flap to maintain altitude. But soon she’d arrive at her destination, the ship. Now with her body “standing” vertically within the air. Altohugh she was within the air the female descended because of the lack of her not keeping altitude with her wings. But she’d had with on foot on the planks of wood. Some looked amazed others weren’t impressed and she’d agreed, but not many darkens exist.

“That was a lot more refreshing than walking”

the female looked to the male with blue hair. Shuzen was his name, he was quite popular amongst the district, but something about him didn’t seems right. He was watching every individual who had entered the boat. Her yellow eyes peered at him cautiously, it seemed he was memorizing every detail of each being. this didn’t seem the bother her.

“Hello Mr. Shuzen it is an honor to meet you”

the female bowed to show her respect, although her race use to be an intimidating one, Matsu didn’t like to bow to ones she found suspicious. Usually she wouldn’t stick her nose wear it’s wanted, but this seemed to be a special case.

 

Kiri:

 

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Devon was glad that Eru had come with him, his emerald eyes showed it; but now he was curious about her reasoning? What reason did she have to come with him? Was she trying to pay back some sort of debt? If she was then that was pointless, he hadn’t done anything for her to feel indebted to him about. Was it some other emotion that he’d somehow elicited from the female? Curiosity? Interest? Anger? Something that had made her come? He really couldn’t tell with Eru, it was confusing for him. He had always been naturally good at telling the fluctuation in people’s emotions, just a natural instinct that kicked in for him around others despite his social awkwardness, but with her it was like he was reading a stone wall sometimes, aside from her bouts of anger anyway. Perhaps this enigma would solve itself as time went, he certainly hoped that it would, he didn’t want to make her his enemy. Devon was silently walking, moving slowly with every step so that Eru wouldn’t fall behind, he knew that wouldn’t help anything either. It didn’t take him very long to get to the docks, and as he walked up he gave a small nod in acknowledgement to Shuzen, but didn’t speak. It’s how he was after all. Sure he looked weak, but he had the persona of someone who could do more than anticipated.


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Kasumi had to admit, Grant was an interesting one at this point. Sure, she didn’t notice that her own brother had followed her onto the ship, but she was too busy following him and trying to keep an eye on the guy so he didn’t get into trouble. God, it reminded her of the relationship between George and Lennie in Of Mice and Men; the guy was annoying at times, but he grew on you at the same time. Currently though, she was busy trying to keep him out of the beer so he wouldn’t be drunk when they got to the island.

“Grant!! Stay out of the beer! If you start drinking I’ll need a drink, and neither of us will like that!”

Kasumi was going to say more, but she was bumped into by a male with a crimson jacket, white pants with a strange style in mind, but she didn’t pay it much mind as she spoke apologetically, or she would have if he hadn’t beaten her to it. The most prominent thing in his apparel? The red watch around his wrist, seemingly over-sized unless one knew what it had been for.

???: “Oh sorry about that, my fault there. Heheh.”

After having apologized, he was quick to walk away, leaving Kasumi to look at him with a bewildered gaze on her face. But she soon shook her head as yet another male with bright scarlet hair with a scar on his face walked past with a face that looked like it was full of thought, but still had a smile on his face despite that.

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She took noticed of him and rose an eyebrow, recognizing him for a split second as the one who had come in through a teleportation circle with a crimson rose insignia. Kasumi didn’t think much of it though, she went right back to Grant immediately.

 

Razorbackwriter:

Kingdom of Alteria : Nautical District 

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All his life, Grant had wanted to go on a ship holiday. Oh those tv infomercial shows that said all the fun, joy, sex, dancing and of course beer you could want on a floating fun ship was just what Grant needed after that trip to the dungeon. This was going to be great. Hell to the fact that they were going over as a fighting force, he’d totally forgotten about that when told about the beer and refreshments. Grant was so fast up that gangplank that you would think his ass was on fire.

Was he about to become the ship yobbo, or bogan? He pulled out a funny hat that he had picked up at one of the comic conventions. It was one that had two beer cans on the top with straws for drinking through. It meant that he had his hands free for the food! Grant wasn’t dumb. He knew that this sort of caper would be approved of. Hell, the politician fancy pants had said to enjoy himself……and enjoy himself he would.

If Kasumi thought that Grant was annoying before, she was about to see this unique and rather special side of him. He may not be wearing the mask now, but damn….he had the spirit to know what a good time was. He even pulled out a packet of condoms and showed them to Kasumi.

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“LOOK! I brought protection….GET IT?! Protection…Ah ha ha.”

A few girls in tight camo tops walked by and Grant let off a huge wolf whistle.

“Hello Ladies! I’m Grant, I’m a Leo and I like comics, anime and tight bike pants. Fancy sharing a beer?”

Where did this sudden confident streak come from? He had read one to many cruise ship flyers. He honestly thought anyone could get laid on a ship like this. Even a nerd like Grant.

“Wanna suck my mint? Ah ha ha.”

~RB~

 

Fu:

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Departing Theme

– It was finally time. There was no longer any time to wait, the bridge to the ship was finally being pulled by a couple men who worked under Shuzen as he himself began to walk to the middle of the deck with a glass of champagne in his hand and a microphone in the other , smiling and nodding his head to the newest female who had boarded and allowing her to be one of the last few on board. –

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” Well how pleased I am to see such valor in the hearts of all these people standing before me today. I say , everyone please raise your cups and give yourself a good shot ; you’ve truly earned it for coming all this way to stand up for your nation. As you may now the ship is getting ready to head off towards the island at this time , you are free to say goodbye to your loved ones , or maybe till you see them next. I would give you all the advice of sticking together so your chances of death aren’t likely , but of course your fate brought you here ; and I hope fate has more then just a swift end for you in store . So let us rejoice as we head off ! Cheers and allow our combined efforts to be the victorious side ! ”

– The ship emitted a loud noise as the horn was blown and it was time for the entire ship to have begun moving . The ship followed the sea’s currents ever so persistently ; gently rocking forward and then back as it slowly set off towards the sinking ”Sun” that was artificially made . The blanket of darkness would slowly coat the sky and give them all the sensation that things will soon get real . Were they up for it ? Only their future encounters will dictate and define who they are as people. Will these beings be able to size up to the Demons in Hellgate …. ? The ship continued onwards, further and further from their safe haven ; Alteria would soon fade and the Prison would come into view.-

 

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Red barely muttered a dry hi towards Shuzen, given that he was way too aware about where they were going, what was happening there, and the fact that he grew suspicious of any politician who did anything that helped others he decided to not pay him attention or even give him more seconds than required of his time. He said hi, he moved on into the ship…and he decided to take a look back at the people that was climbing in. Grimacing as he looked at all of them…this was the “fighting force” headed to help during the riot?…

Stuck in some party boat with people who look as green as my mother’s food…just great…

Red had a really bad feeling about this, but most of it had no comparison with the disgust he felt at the pit of his stomach. They were on a party boat, they were basicly throwing some sort of party here with beer and such while people was actually dieing on the field trying to hold the prison, and to top it off everyone seemed so relaxed that it got Red on his nerves, clearly causing his fur to raise as the inner guardian within him asked himself if most people outside of his home behaved like this in the face of danger. This was meant to be a serious mission but a part of him felt that this whole thing was being taken like a joke…

Just relax…go grab a bite…practice a little…relax…

He got into the buffet area, searching for some food to relax his stomach as he went straight for the meat…something that caused many people to just give him curious looks, given that they were watching a carnivore in the fur of a humanoid rabbit, and for a moment things remained well…he even managed to feel some interesting powers around. But his relaxation was cut short by a certain male who he had his back turned to. His ears twitched as he turned around and watching as he pulled out those condoms and then began telling his jokes and going after the ladies

You have to be kidding me…

Red’s fur seemed to turn into needles as he just glared with his crimson orbs towards this male. Here they were, about to go into a mission that might take the lives of half of the people on this boat and this guy suddenly felt like drinks and some quick sex with the ladies on the boat might be a good idea. Anybody would have laughed…maybe sighed or look away…Red felt clearly offended, showed he was clearly offended by this behavior…it was ridiculous, wasn’t this a mission of sorts? Didn’t this people had any sort of discipline. He just shot his arms into the air, clearly annoyed as he just growled under his breath

I’m surrounded by idiots!

He spoke loud enough to be heard, receiving some nasty looks from some people that he just returned with such hostility that some people looked visibly shaken. He had a long day, a longer night, and he had to put up with too much on a daily basis and now this, the bunny was way too grumpy so he retreated towards a place where he would be free from both this people and his own annoyance. He was going outside to shadow box until they arrived, or else he was sure that he was going to punch someone so hard they would crash into the after line at mach 8

The ones causing trouble at Hellgate better be good…because I’m really itching to turn something into red pudding by now

 

Kiri:

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Floor Host: “Enjoy your drinks my friends, things will get risky for everyone when we arrive, so have fun; today’s drink may just be your last. We can never know what fate has in store for us, however we can always live without regrets. Cheers, to all of you, for doing this for your country, families, and nation~!”

The male had spoken only with the purpose of warning the men and women who had decided to go on this voyage that the path ahead would be difficult and would warrant possible death. How they took it was their choice, however he meant well and the smile on his face proved it.


Kasumi had been listening to everyone and everything while she was dealing with Grant, but the last straw came with his joke with the condom AND the girls. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh he’d done it now. Kasumi froze, her form slowly hunching as she tensed up every muscle in her back and shoulders in anger. The Kitsune was not happy at all with that, the only thing that would’ve been obvious to Grant was the ominous tone in her voice as she spoke to him quietly.

“Grant….. do you know what I did with Hirai Hime so I can shove it down your throat?!”

Kasumi was just about to lunge at Grant then too, till she heard a voice mention idiots. There was one problem with his voice that ticked her off to a point that made her Jaki leak out for anyone with an ability to see spiritually connected abilities to see. The humans with weaker wills around Kasumi, oh they began to act crazier too then as well, which is the biggest effect of the Jaki of Yokai. But right now, the fiery wind-like aura that shifted around her form was enough to tell she was now agitated and hiding her strength was out the window, it was easy to see in her now, and it was overbearing for those who didn’t have the physical ability nor spiritual ability to match the five-tail Kitsune; who was already abnormally powerful. She wasn’t even exerting her Fire Fear though, which is what made her so curious.

“OI! I’m no fool, unlike this dumbass fucker I call my companion!”

Kasumi wasn’t happy, but she wasn’t looking to fight…. yet.

 

 

 

[ 2nd Dungeon] : Abyssmal Core (5) – Shattered Dimensions.

The time had come for the comic book clown to win what was rightfully his – the shattered item ;  The Mask of Irasho.

 

 

Fu:  Abyssmal Pond

Keikai vs Kasumi

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– Keikai would find that his attack wasn’t as effective as he wanted it to be but still achieved the results he had wanted. Following the attack the female released a heat wave followed by a shift in her appearance and structure around , she now held various floating apparitions around her and he would intercept the one that had came at him as she yelled out a technique . Keikai cloaked his arms and shot both of them forward as if he was firing a beam , and out came a large stream of dark miasma in which he replied-

” Hazy Stream ! ”

– The stream grew in size and spiralled as it had grown so dense as to envelop the dense flames ; however it would not destroy the flame it did however slow it down and ” cloud ” it’s purpose , making it easy to move out of . If it wasn’t as dense as it was, it would’ve been consumed altogether by the fog , Keikai took that moment to leap high into the sky and come crashing down towards the Fox with a descending kick imbued with the foggy enhancement once more . He didn’t seem like he was letting up , nor was he planning on doing so anytime soon. The female he was fighting was more resistant then he has soon so far. If the attack landed it would flood the main ground with a thick fog . If it had missed the fog would’ve rose around his feet and spiral upwards like a dense wall encasing him in this element. Regardless of how things were progressing , it was clear this battle was far from over.-

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Abyssmal Center Temple

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– Celtan was confused at the sudden bravado that was shown , the male didn’t seem like this earlier ; but it had surprised him to say the least. This new side had gotten to him and caused him to lose his coffee and the orb in which he held , did they hold much importance to him ? Not really , however upon those attacks coming as rapidly as they did they sliced the cup and carved into the orb . How was Celtan to respond ? He leaped off his seating in a rushed motion ; causing the air around his position to explode and have him land a couple meters behind without realizing what he had done . He stood on the other edge of the top of the temple.-

” You owe me 1.75 for that decaf . ”

– Celtan then realized that at this moment he was further away then Grant was from the pedestal at the top of the pyramid. Celtan’s face grew quite annoyed at the action he had taken before glaring at the male with his menacing eyes . Most people would be automatically terrified by being near a Terakian but it’s apparent that some people are exceptions to the rule . This person had begun to tick him off , and boy Celtan was annoyed at the way he had leaped too far out of bounds. Grant now had a chance at reaching for the item and the Terakian was extremely annoyed at it as well. In a matter of seconds , a dark aura once more grew around him and within his arms a thick dark magic grew and his claws had grown ; lastly but not least a invisible pair of creatures made themselves visible to Grant’s eyes . –

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Grant vs Celtan Theme

” You. You’ve truly tested my patience. Now I’ll show you what I can do. ”

Name : Celtan

Race : Destructor Incarnate

Power : Corruption | Phantasm Fish

Age : ? ?

Danger Level : Spawn of the Destructor : Brain

Objective Change : Grab the Mask and Defeat Celtan !

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Abyssmal Core Finale Begins

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Abyssmal Center Temple

Where on earth did Grant’s sword technique come from? The only swords he had before he met the Queen were fake ones that he used when he dressed up as Deadpool. The way he went into the sword attack, on Celtan was like something out of a Jackie Chan movie. Was it at all possible that watching enough anime and action movies had left an imprint in his mind of how to react in a real fight? So far on this quest he had been lucky…very lucky. But the attack, that was not luck. In fact, he sliced right through the coffee cup and knocked the orb clear from Celtan’s hand. Celtan jumped back in fright. Yes, fright. He hadn’t expected this sort of showdown, not from a klutz like Grant. In his haste, he had leaped to the other side of the temple, leaving Grant now facing the ultimate prize of this quest. The very thing that had called out to him back at the restaurant.

” You owe me 1.75 for that decaf . ”

“Only girls drink that shit.” Grant replied, a slight high pitch in his voice, as he quickly re-sheathed his weapons. He took in the distance that separated them now, and the fact that the mask…was right …there. His eyes flashed up at Celtan before he let out a roar and ran for the mask, going into a dive in the closing seconds and skidding along till his hands caught the mask up in its grasp.

“I got it!” The inside of the mask gleamed at him with a magical like sheen, that was practically luring him to try it on. It was the time, for the final battle….and with the mask on, there would be no stopping him. He brought the mask up to his face and like lightening it locked on, causing Grant to scream and howl in protest as his body rose up off the ground, the man clawing at the mask as it was almost fusing with his soul. It was the perfect fit. A hurricane like whirlwind whipped up and around him, spinning the man like he was Dorothy from Kansas. The screams faded and was replaced by a foul and sinister laugh. What dropped from the hurricane was a being that looked nothing like Grant. The face….oh god the face.

“EHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHE!” The laughter was loud, just as loud as the outfit that Grant was now wearing. But he was no longer Grant…..he was..Irasho

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He pulled at the edges of his own face, and you could see the skeleton in behind. White gleaming teeth and eyes that were not properly in their sockets. The mask didn’t just affect his face, it also changed his body, which was becoming almost elastic. He was like a living breathing loony tune. Those blades, that he had been wearing on his back….became ten times there normal size and he withdrew them both with a sickening scraping sound…like fingernails down a black board.

“Makes your toes curl, doesn’t it?” Irasho’s tongue poked out but it was forked like a snake. This was the power of the mask, to make the unbelievable, believable. He twirled the two massive blades over head like he was making his own helicopter.

“You’ve been a great audience but its….time to fly.” Irasho started to take off from the ground in what could best be described as the most ingenious getaway.

 

~RB~

 

Kiri:  

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“You’re turning into a nuisance.”

Kasumi’s crimson eyes glowed brightly as her hair wove around softly, the force of the Kamaitachi themselves causing a small tailwind as they swirled around her at a rapid rate. For the sake of time, the man’s technique had saved his ass, but it was rather annoying that he’d thought it up. Oh well, Kasumi’s only thought was on the fight itself, staying alert enough to handle him and buy Grant more time. Kasumi pushed with everything she had in both feet, her form blinking between one spot and the next thanks to her speed boost. At that point, Kasumi’s body and the surrounding ground had begun to emit flames which were long and thin, swirling around her with the appearance of a burning stream of wind.

Kasumi didn’t dare to attack that damnable fog that was emitted by the male, too many risks and she was twice as conscious after what had happened to her arm. Instead she waited for the exact moment it dissipated, curling her fingers while forming an orb of condensed flames which emitted small tendrils. That was actually the special attribute of her flames while in Flaming Persona, they acted like wind and dealt their damage by staying in a hyper-density and high-energy form to slash through things instead of simply burning them alone. Kasumi looked up at the male with now blue eyes, dull and blank as her hair slowly shifted to white, including her ears and tails.

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“Enough games I suppose, I’m going to end this now, one way or another.”

Kasumi’s hand began to shake as the flame in her hand grew stronger, the tendrils blazing about in a spiral that moved erratically as though being blown about by a storm that never ended; at the same moment of course, Kasumi’s three Kamaitachi began to spin around her hand quickly, just before she slammed the orb into the ground with every ounce of strength that she had, letting the flame itself explode while the Kamaitachi slammed into it with pure brute force, hiding Kasumi’s entire form from sight in a split second in a swirl of flames and dust.

She actually had two different uses for that little idea, doing what she just finished and using one of her more powerful techniques. Instead this was more of a distracting motion, she had a different idea up her sleeve at the moment. Soon enough, the flames that surrounded her actually began swirling down once more, causing the dust to blow away as it was revealed for her to be standing with her left hand raised, a sword in it as the flames began to condense themselves to it, blazing upwards as though they were trying to escape the confines of some great wall that controlled them and kept them where they were.

“Daisuke Family Art…”

Kasumi brought the sword down, curving the strike as she made a single, extremely fast and strong slash from the right side. The flames bent and twisted, moving like a whip would as she swung at the male, the flames slashing through and tearing down plants and trees and even rocks as it passed through them. Should this have hit the male in the process, the fiery “whip-blade” would have sliced through his body with ease. This was one of her family’s techniques, one that required this form and was actually a revised form of another.

“Plasma Blade!”

 

Fu:  Abyssmal Pond

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– Keikai would grow annoyed at the persistence of the female as she performed another technique , which she had claimed to have been a Family Art of sorts . Keikai dissipated into Dark Fog after looking off into the distance and spotting something flying away that didn’t appear as his Boss . His voice echoed out as he left –

” We’ll finish this another time . ”

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Abyssmal Center Temple

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” You run , It seems that you have common sense. This Mission has failed.”

– Celtan would claim as he saw the person leave with the item , the dungeon slowly began to fall apart and distort . This land’s purpose has been fulfilled and no longer has any reason to exist, as evident by the fact several portals appeared across the sky and on the ground floors , the land was rejecting the people inside and as a result they wouldn’t have much more time here until they returned to Alteria’s lands. Celtan closed his eyes and stayed where he was , as Keikai appeared by his feet and in a knelt down position near his side. –

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” Since this didn’t go well . Our Next Destination is……………… That Prison. Time to recruit some new blood. ”

* TC for Both *

Abyssmal Core Arc Complete ===> Siege of Hellgate Prison Arc

 

Razorbackwriter:  

[ 2nd Dungeon] : Abyssmal Core

For once it seemed that Grant had not been foolish. Though in reality he was not currently Grant, but Irasho. With the mask on, he had won the quest and staying around to mix it with Celtan was foolhardy. Flying up and away like a type of gyro copter, it would mean the end of not only the temple, but the whole dungeon itself. You could hear the very stones pulling away from each other, then crashing down till they were completely breaking in on themselves. Everything that had been seen faded from view, all behind a grey coloured mist. This formed huge plume like clouds, and as the creature that had been fighting Kasumi fled, Irasho would appear – bursting out of the grey clouds – cackling as he went. It was the most bizarre thing you could ever imagine seeing. The crazy face, that looked nothing at all like Grant.

Down down down he swooped, till he landed with a light bump and the swords slowed to a stop, turning back into their normal size. Kasumi was there, but she didn’t look the same either. All white with strange blue eyes. Wow, she was really pretty, if you liked that sort of thing.

Sliding his swords back into their sheaths, Irasho reached up with a gloved hand and started to pull off the mask carefully. The thing was, his face seemed to be fused to it, and it was turning into a bit of a battle to get off. He struggled and fought with it, till finally it came off in his hand with a loud “POP!”

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“That was so COOL!” Grant cried out with some enthusiasm. “I was kung fu fightin’ Yeah!” He danced around a bit, doing some funky moves and tripped over his own feet, landing flat on his face. Instead of bouncing back up, he simply held up the mask in triumph, though his face was in the dirt.

“I got it!”

Yes…yes he had.

~RB~

 

Kiri: 

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Kasumi’s eyes faded back to crimson as she finally stopped using her power crazily. A side effect of using both her full power and Hirai Hime’s white lightning caused her hair and eyes to change to that of her father’s, a snowy white and icy blue. Her hair was slowly fading back to auburn now though, her eyes crimson once more as she let Flaming Persona fade away. Flaming Persona was a technique in which the user set their own resolve ablaze, igniting it and causing their flames to take on a new form and grant the user new powers based on that. It was created by her uncle… and it was the technique which unleashed her full power in its greatest level.

Kasumi slowly was changing back to her one-tail form, but she was breathing heavily and wincing in pain, her left arm gripping her right as tightly as she could, her knuckles turning white from the pressure thanks to the pain coming back redoubled. White Lightning had a nasty side effect on her, that it caused intense pain, though normally it wasn’t this bad; Flaming Persona caused the user to be nullified to pain, however the side effect was that when exited, they experience it all tenfold.

Kasumi looked over to Grant with a small chuckle, her smile returning as she pushed the male out of her mind for the time being. Grant obviously was too excited about the mask to notice they needed to get out of there, so she did it the easy way. Well, it was easy for her anyway. Kasumi grabbed Grant’s hand with her left and began pulling him towards the nearest portal fast as possible without causing him harm and herself anymore pain.

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“You idiot, we need to get out of here first! Though, I must applaud you for having done so.”

 

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[ 2nd Dungeon] : Abyssmal Core

It was funny how Kasumi still liked to call Grant an idiot, which he was. Without the mask on, he was just that ordinary geeky guy, but with the mask on he was capable of great and crazy feats. It was better than any cosplay outfit and already the young man was planning on using it for the next convention. Its odd how adrenalin affects a guy. He was still so pumped from the adventure, that even after his face hit the dirt he was excited and still vocalizing the joy of his win. The mask was his, and the adventure was over….almost. The dungeon was collapsing and they really needed to get out of there.

“You idiot, we need to get out of here first! Though, I must applaud you for having done so.”

“I applaud me! Hip Hooray!” He cried, as he was dragged along by the feisty Kitsune. Grant stumbled and then got into the run as they raced for the nearest portal, to be free of the dungeon once and for all. “Weeeeee!” His enthusiasm was going into overdrive.

“Here we go!” The pair jumped into the portal, which sizzled and then radiated a large blast of light, before disappearing with a loud pop. Where would they end up?

The Neon district.

 

~RB~

 

End Arc.

 

 

[ 2nd Dungeon] : Abyssmal Core (3) – Shattered Dimensions.

 

Part three of the Quest into the Abssymal Core.  It is not just an ordinary journey, as the pair have to fight their own demons….or dance.

 

Kiri:  Boy oh boy, just when things couldn’t get any worse? They got worse! Of course they did! This is what happens when you let your guard down! At least, that’s what Kasumi was thinking, and with very good reason; however in spite of that Kasumi was determined to be ready to fight now. But going back a bit first. Kasumi had looked around for a few moments before actually responding to Grant, looking at him with an amused gaze for a second as she responded.

“It’s one of the innate racial abilities of Kitsune, Kitsune-bi, Fox-fire. Comes in three varieties, only my family is known dominantly for their prowess with Fire. When using it, well. We’re known for our skill with Flames. Easiest way to explain it. Before all this happened, our flames were why we were feared, and it’s still happening even today. This is what we’re known for, this is what we’ve been Feared over. I have more racial abilities than this, including, but not limited to: Illusionary Manipulation, Dream Manipulation, and some more things.”

Kasumi shrugged as her ears flicked once again, as though confirming what she had said. The abilities of Kitsune could be unpredictable, there was no telling what a Kitsune could have. Therefore, not many people knew what to expect other than Kitsune themselves after all was said and done; which was why Kasumi, and her brother for that matter, were so dangerous. Now. Back to the matter at hand. Kasumi was really agitated as to why Grant had thrown away his swords. Sure he had no experience with them, but appearances, but even so it was better to have them. Kasumi growled as she ignited her entire weapon in flames, the crimson combustion blazing brightly and extremely hot. Oooooooh this place was really getting on her nerves, but it wasn’t like she could just force an attack with Grant sitting there in the damn things hand. What he’d said had caught up in Kasumi’s head, her mind working about a hundred miles an hour it seemed as she tried to figure out that singular line she could hear. Eyes full of lies, and the fact he mentioned….. Tch!

“Grant! There’s a good chance this isn’t real! If the eyes on the wall were full of lies, then this may be an illusion they made! It’s a lie in itself if that’s the case!”

Hopefully one of them was right, she’d be pissed to hell if she ended up strapped here by herself.

 

FU;  Thee Abyss

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Abyssmal Core Theme

” You have satisfied me

Therefore you can consider yourself free ”

– The Beast would say as Grant offered up the blades . Clearly this had meant sacrifice was a part of the gamble here , upon taking the swords the beast grinned before returning them to his side –

” You have shown that you are willing to throw this away and probably even more.
You are released from this realm to truly continue on .

But before you are released remember ; that proceeding onward would mean that you’ll lose humane qualities with the treasure that lies ahead. As long as you keep that in mind , move onward. May the Item give to you what you seek . ”

– And with that the realm dissipated and they were sent back into the realm of the maze , with their back’s up against a wall with a hole in it ; was this the ”beast” they thought they jumped into earlier ? Possibly . Who knew ? The path ahead seemed to lead to a clearing. –

Abyssmal Pond

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– The land seemed to be shifting every second or so , and the vines moved about and lashed at the very little movements coming from anything and anyone it could reach . The two could see that the vines were whipping flies as they soared through the sky , as miniscule as they were. The other end of the pond revealed bright lights and broken structures, could this have been the end ? It seemed to have been likely . –

” Further and further you delve in

Not to realize that you will sin

To become inhuman and become the unknown

This is where your paths diverge and you must go………. alone ”

– From behind the tree walked out a man dressed quite elegantly , he gave off a mysterious feeling ; almost similar to the seemingly elderly male from earlier . This male looked at the both of them and grinned. –

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” I’m so so very sorry . But only one of us is getting past here and that will be me. ”

– There was a second entrance to this pond and it laid just behind that tree , so it was clear at this point only one person can progress forward and the others would have to stick behind otherwise some sort of otherworldly force would cause them to be repelled. –

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Thee Abyss

Terror. Fear of being wrong. Grant took a huge gamble by tossing away the swords which were the only thing he really had to defend himself with. A sheer moment of madness perhaps, or maybe he was more clued in than one would realize. He believed that the eyes of lies were the ones in the maze. The maze lying? The maze not being true? It was a big gamble, but it turned out to be the right one. The clink of his blades hitting the ground was the wager, and it was then that the riddler showed true satisfaction.

‘ You have satisfied me

Therefore you can consider yourself free ”

“Free?….FREE!” What a great rush of sound to come from Grant. He couldn’t believe it. For once in his life he got something right. His head spun to that of Kasumi and he beamed a smile that was enough to light the darkness. “And here I was about to shit my pants.” Too much info, son…..too much info.

Being released by the dark beast, Grant breathed a big sigh of relief. He even got his swords back. Talk about a win for Team GRANT. He was strapping the blades back on, when the riddler, as Grant liked to call him mentioned that to continue on meant that he would lose Humane qualities. Grant thought about this for a moment. To lose part of himself, that was a big ask. But then he remembered that he always thought of himself as being nothing special, but in his heart he wanted to be. This was a chance to be somebody. A chance to become a force like those that were only written about in comic books and anime. Grant was now ready for what lay ahead.

Returning to the earlier part of the maze, the pair found themselves now standing with their backs to a wall in the maze. Was that what the slug creature had been? Grant now thought so.

“How cool was that?” Grant asked of Kasumi with a broad grin. “And you thought this was dangerous.” Ever the joker.

Following the path, they came to a clearing, where the vines from the maze were slapping at flies as they grew upwards. Again a strange part to this challenging maze, but one that filled Grant’s eyes with wonder.

“No need for bug spray, huh?” Thinking that the vines were acting to clear the way of insects. It was then that the riddler started off again. Much to Grant’s surprise.


” Further and further you delve in

Not to realize that you will sin

To become inhuman and become the unknown

This is where your paths diverge and you must go………. alone ”

“Alone? Why alone?” Grant didn’t like the idea of going in alone. He rather liked having Kasumi at his side. But before he could address the riddler or the riddle, another appeared. He was like a younger version of the one that they had meet at the beginning. Turns out, he wanted to go forward….and only him.

” I’m so so very sorry . But only one of us is getting past here and that will be me. ”

“Hey…I battled a beast and the riddler said that one of us go alone.” He pointed to Kasumi and himself. “Besides, you don’t seem to be human, mate.”

~RB~

 

Kiri: ep, she was definitely done. D-O-N-E! DONE! Definitely, utterly, simply and completely done! She was right about the beast being an illusion, that wasn’t the problem here. But the very fact that she was also wrong about that was making her head reel like a speed bag that just got hit. Damn this place, damn this dungeon, damn these trials. Damn it all!! Kasumi shook her head hard and fast, trying to clear her head as they walked. Sheesh, this place was damn nuts. But it wasn’t like she’d expected it to be normal either. Which is the main reason she’d followed Grant in here, to help if he needed it.

And it seemed that time was coming. Kasumi had a bad feeling about what Grant had said, about someone going alone. Sure, she wanted to ask what he was talking about exactly, but she couldn’t now. It was more important to deal with the guy right in front of them, who definitely was a bigger problem regardless. Anyone who was in this place wasn’t normal, in one way or the other. An undeniable fact of the nature of things right now.

 

Fu:  Abyssmal Pond

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” No no………….. I’m saying I will be the one who will get the item and making sure I’ll be the first to retrieve it for my lord.”

– This Male seemed quite pissed that they seemed quite absent minded to what he had said but even then he musta assumed that they were thinking that it was their right to continue onwards without a struggle. This male held a extremely dark energy around himself and he would finally respond to the male’s mentioning of him not being human in which he had said –

” You are correct I am no mere ”’ human”’ , I am a Terakian named Keikai who follows Celtan , The Brain of The Destroyer faithfully to the death . I’ve known that male right there is the key to opening this specific dungeon and therefore we had waited and snuck in not long after you. So now prepare yourself ! ”

– It was clear at this point that the riddle from earlier meant only one was meant to pass onwards. Who knew how strong this male was . But it may be dangerous for anyone who wasn’t trained at the most utmost of skill . This meant he was truly a extremely hazardous person to a normal human. Only something of a supernatural caliber could keep him at bay at best , more or less stall if you will. So what was their choice ? Attempt to stick together and risk death or follow the path of the riddle. –

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Abyssmal Pond

It was only now…only right this second that Grant finally realized what the strange looking dude meant. He was the one that wanted the treasure, the treasure that had called out to Grant. He was not part of the maze, or the quest – he was merely using Grant and now he wanted to be the one that went forward…alone. Talk about a line jumper.

“HEY…NO ONE LIKES A GUY THAT PUSHES IN!” He held up his arm, his finger pointing at the man accusingly. “RULES ARE RULES, WHETHER YOU’RE AT MACCAS, OR THE PICTURES! YOU DON’T CUE JUMP, BUDDY!” Wow, looked like the guy hit one of Grant’s pet hates. Grant was showing his dark side…yes. Kinda nerdy, but dark just the same. As he said all this with his voice projected loudly, he shot a look at Kasumi and said.

“This guy is a cheater….honest.” Yeah, he was, but he was also a dangerous one. He admitted right there that he wasn’t human at all, but a Terakian. “A what?” Grant tilted his head, not knowing anything about Terakus, or this Brain of the Destroyer. Sounded like something you keep in a jar. “I don’t care if you are Goku, we were here first.” There he went again, determined to be the one that went in before this creep. As the guy named Keikai continued, it was clear that he had been waiting for the key, aka Grant to open the dungeon all for them. It was like some prophecy….or something like out of a game. If Grant had any hope of winning, he was going to have to use his smarts.

If this man was the bad ass he claimed, then…Grant was going to have to defeat him at something that wasn’t magical.

“I challenge you…” Grant said…his face getting really serious as the cogs in his mind went into overdrive….“…to a dance off!”

Yes….a mother fucking dance off.

He pulled out his phone and started scrolling for the right song, before his eyes narrowed and he found the perfect song.

Grant took off his back pack…and his swords, as he prepared himself…with all the energy of a K pop back up singer. he put on a pair of dark sunglasses and went into his dance pose as the music rolled.

“Let’s do it!”

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Terakus – Destroyer’s Domain : Shattered Dimensions.

Terakus -The Destructor’s Domain 

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The building of this colossal residence and chambers of the Destructor began many centuries ago. Only finished within weeks of the awakening of the Destructor, it has been created to house some of the darkest magics ever found on Terakus. With over one thousand rooms, and catering to every whim of the Dark Lord Destructor, it is a fitting to tribute to the rise once again of the Anti-God; Gizora.

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Terakus -The Destructor’s Domain

A palace like no other. Towering turrets that shot off into the sky above – clearing the very clouds and dominating the landscape. The stone that was used in its construction had a certain golden fleck to it, that reflected the light of the three suns, and made it radiate even more heat than that which came from the underground caverns below the crusted rock. With large open air windows scattered in what looked to be a haphazard fashion, it actually allowed the air to circulate better than through normal means. The architect was either a genius or a certified whack job, but his skill had brought about the most amazing building in all of Terakus.

Getting out of the vehicle, which was now being driven off to the garages with the rest of the Destructor’s fleet, Gizora gazed upon the marvel of the tall statues that were much like massive gargoyles. Stone creatures that could be magically brought to life. Rock warriors. An ingenious idea for the front entrance. Passing beneath the monoliths, Gizora gestured with a finger for Charlie to follow inside. On passing through the opening double doors, the Dark Lord found himself in a massive foyer. Servants were in rows, all dressed in black and gold, bowing as Gizora passed them for inspection. Feeling completely at home, Gizora untied the robed that had been placed so carefully around his neck by Charlie and simply let it fall to the floor. With her bare bottom exposed, she swung her hips and went for the stairs. Time to find something more comfortable to wear. Giz knew that the Dark Lords would soon be at their door, to welcome Gizora to Terakus officially. There was much to do in the meantime, and getting ready was only one of them.

With a sexy laugh Gizora went in search of her closet.

“It better be big!” She sung out. No doubt Charlie would follow along behind.

Reaching the top of the second story, Gizora came to a long corridor with even more servants. There was clearly going to be very little privacy. Not that Giz cared. He was starting to enjoy this. Room after room of dark chambers, offices…and then it he reached it. Gizora’s private chambers. The doors opened to reveal opulence that would have any noble salivate…and it was all his.

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“Oh Charlie. It’s beautiful.” And it was. Opening the closet doors, there were racks and racks of clothing – many were for men, but there was a large selection for women (thank goodness) and Gizora waltzed in with a bounce to her step as she surveyed the many racks of designer clothes. Labels, names, shoes…accessories. Gizora was quick to pick out a red dress, feeling it better to dress up a bit with the possibility of guests real soon.

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Admiring herself in the mirror, she fluffed her hair and winked at her own image.

“Wait till they get a load of me.”

~RB~

 

Fu:

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” OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!! Your house is so sparkly, I’m going blind with envyyyy ~ ”

– Charlie began to slow down considerably as he observed home of his Lord ; staring , pointing , touching and screaming in excitement . His mannerisms at this point in time was similar to that of a boy who has entered a candystore for the first time , too much excitement to keep him sane ; but then again was he ever truly that ? As he motioned closer to her Charlie would find out that the robe she was wearing was on the ground ; so did that mean ? . . . Charlie spun around until he got dizzy trying to forget the thoughts on his head before realizing he would lose Gizora in the house if he didn’t keep up so he returned to chasing after her . It didn’t take too long to reach her as he began running to get close enough to hear her mention the closet while he was a few paces behind her and would reply –

” It’s the biggest ! ………….. I think ~ ”

– Charlie would say in a upbeat tone and then went unsure since he didn’t ever see it for himself but was certain it had to be at least impressive by his standards if anything . Nothing less then extraordinary for his lord , otherwise they’d pay for it with their lives for their lack of respect in reaching the ideal satisfaction of Gizora . Charlie would begin speeding up , running down the hallway with his hands up in the air as if he was a airplane soaring through the sky , motioning his shoulders up and down from side to side as he did. Once he reached the door just outside of Gizora’s closet he would stand right on the border of it and bow enthusiastically , doing so with too much spirit he had seemed like a kid trying to act like a soldier and failing hard at it. However due to the design of the building and the fact the area they were in was more or less close to vacant , the audible sounds of people approaching the area could be heard ; so it could be inferred that people were possibly on their way. Charlie would stare curiously at the direction of the nose while wondering if Gizora wanted him to go tell them to wait or to let them in .-

” Is the rest of Terakus ready to see youuuuu ? ”

 

Pharos:  

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Was the rest of Terakus ready for Lucifer? It was the question Onryo had been asking himself since he had heard the news that Charlie and the other priests were preparing for the ritual. The dark lords had not been permitted to attend. Even if they had been, he himself likely would have declined the honor confusing such rituals tended to attract many powerful spirits that would come asking for retribution. In any case, it had been many hours since they announced the beginning of this dark sacrifice that had left Onryo unable to sleep and pacing so much amongst his chambers that one may believe the soles of his boots to wear away from the friction. He had even denied any food served to him from the small dark and bodiless spirits that squeaked in worry for him throughout the dark and empty hallways only lit with candlelight.

Onryo’s domain was a confusing place made up mostly of deformed and malicious spirit going through the motions as if they were still alive alongside outcasts and monsters. The sight of them would be frightening to anyone else that they lacked any other place to go. A neverending nightmare and labyrinth of strange sights. There was barely anything that could be considered alive there other than the dark lord himself. He had grown accustomed to that way of life since their master had gone away so long as to restore himself of the battles against Alteria. Onryo had come to eventually embrace his role, fighting to avenge the youkai that could not defend themselves from the humans and bringers of light that slaughtered them out of fear even though he was the one to be feared truly..

Such thoughts that consumed the dark lord of the comparison of long ago to now. He was not sure what he felt about this situation. Perhaps nothing at all expect to assume his role once more..or was there something there? Discomforting. Onryo felt he had lived amongst the dead for too long. His mind continued to roam in his pondering even now that he easily sat upon the large sill of a wide open window that offered a wonderful view of the dark swirling clouds encircling this place with shots of purple electricity veining out through the surface. He would not have been surprised if that was part of the magic of this castle as well that he could feel the powerful dark magics teeming throughout every crevice.

Having not yet been informed of their master’s arrival, Onryo continued to await them comfortably enough in leaning back to allow his heavy golden gaze to peer outward to the beyond with no visible emotion upon his features that were accenuated only by the feathered mask he wore. No one would think he was more magically inclined with the toned physique that lay wrapped intricately in layers of dark magician robes. Long tresses that ranged from dark purple to black flowed down his back that led up to similarly colored engraved horns that were notably scarred likely from the many battles before. Long slender fingers with long sharp black claw-like nails held a long kiseru type pipe. Moments passed that he brought this pipe to his pale lips to take in the delicious smoke from the silver metal end from before releasing slowly. Some form of tenseness within his form began to ease up.

Having been summoning to await the Destroyer, Onryo had not yet seen any of the dark lords. Some he had not seen for many years though he did not believe for a moment that anything dire had become of them. They had come to earn their status for a reason. It had been sometime that he remained there quietly amongst his thoughts in that dark place that eventually a demonic butler with the appearance of an old man couples with a black horns and pitchfork tail bowed lowly before making the offer to escort him to Lucifer’s chambers. Shifting to settle the pipe within a hidden pocket of his robes, Onryo nodded once in agreement to this. This was his first time setting foot in this place after all.

Standing to his full tall height, the demonic youkai stretched his limbs a bit before he had taken to following the butler with the heavy sound of boots tapping against the floor that alarmed those nearby that they were headed towards their location. They arrived at a luxuriously designed double doorway where his pointed ears perked to hear the voices of others inside but could not make it out exactly. A woman..? It could even be a mistress to his master. The butler came to knock lightly at the door to see if they were ready to recieve the dark lords. Onryo waited quietly, coming to lace his hands together in front. Perhaps that feeling of discomfort came that it felt like time was moving for him once again..

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Terakus – Destroyer’s Domain 

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“You know Charlie? I’m going to miss peeing standing up.” This off the cuff comment was thrown out as Gizora turned this way and that in front of a series of glass looking mirrors. Taller than the Destructor, who was now a lot smaller in frame due to his current sex. This was going to take some getting used to. Not to mention how his Dark Lords would react to the …change. But with all things there are some doubts and a lot of questions. Clearly, the reason for the switch had to do with Alterus. That was something that Gizora was going to have to look into. The red sheer silk dress clung superbly to the Dark Lord’s figure and he had to admit that it felt really good against his skin. It was a lot better to see him actually dressed, than romping about naked like he had before. Slipping into some stunning red stilettos, Gizora bent over to lace each one up, with her chestnut tresses falling forward to shield her face like a fine veil. It was at that moment that there was a knock on the chamber doors.

~KNOCK KNOCK~

“Presenting his Excellence the Dark Lord Onryo.”

The twin doors to Gizora’s chambers swung open, only for Onyro to catch a glimpse of what was the Destructor’s shapely silk covered backside.

“Already?” Gizora was not exactly ready and snapped back up, with her hair flying back. She turned her head to look back over her shoulder and instantly recognized the well dressed Dark lord standing just shy of the door.

“Onryo! Been a few years. Come in.” Totally forgetting that the Dark Lord night not recognize him like this. It was only when he saw his reflection that he paused and then beamed. “And before you say anything….It’s still me underneath….this.” He swept his well manicured hand in front of him like a model on one of those game shows.“Something to do with the genetic sampling….or…just that freaking planet where the Observer keeps his minions. I don’t know.” Yes, it was still a mystery to the Destroyer, but one he was going to figure out.

Gizora sashayed across the floor, very much like you would expect a woman too, and extended a hand to shake Onryo’s. It was also then that the Destructor could smell tobacco. Oh what he wouldn’t give for a cigar right now. The demonic youkai was of course much taller than Gizora, but he could easily see that he knew his place in the scheme of things by the way in which he held his body.

“I take it that you have met Charlie.” He gestured to the white haired assistant who had shown such exuberance in Gizora’s awakening. “Top bloke. A real keeper. Only one game enough to test my tits to see if they were real. Well, aside from me of course.” Gizora winked and then gestured for the door.

“A tour…that is what I want. And a cigar….maybe some brandy.’ Gizora marched forwards towards the door.

Yes….the MASTER was in the House.

~RB~

 

 

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

 

With Gizora awakened from his slumber, it was hard to get over the fact that this time around he was one Hell of a woman.

 

Razorbackwriter;  

The Dark Moon of Terakus

It took one of great courage and also dedication to step forward out of the crowd of robed priests while the Lord Gizora was asking just what he had missed over the course of his slumber. Indeed there had been a great deal and of course his devout and loyal followers had done all to create the world that would rival Alterus as a true opposite. The crowd parted to allow one such follower passage forward, while up on the stairs, Gizora was running her slender digits up and down her body in curious amazement at how he turned out from the awakening. Had a relic been turned the wrong way? Never before had the Destructor appeared in the form of a woman. In fact, it was all very new and in some ways pleasing, but not when the odd priest found the need to try and rub one out in his presence. Noticing that one had broken from the rest of the pack and had pushed back his hood to reveal the white hair beneath, did Gizora stop with the self pleasuring. The Destroyer listened intently to what he had to say. It was indeed favorable news. The population of their world had grown beyond the wildest dreams of the planners, and was continuing to do so. What was of significant news was that there was a lot of strange energies being picked up from the alter planet of Alterus.

Lord Gizora placed her hands upon her svelte hips and cocked a brow as the priest went on further to do his introduction.

” 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…”

So his name was Charlie. Sort of common, but easy to say. Rolls off the tongue nicely. But Charlie was no ordinary follower. In fact, he was a bold one. Climbing the steps to approach the Destroyer and then…reach out and cup the Lord’s left breast. Gizora blinked as she lowered her head and watched as the man had a good feel. His fingers digging in a little to see for himself that this vision of a woman was actually real.

‘Aha ! These are real !”

“I know, right?” Gizora poked her other one and then smirked. “Kinda like pretty little love pillows. I feel like Venus.” To see the Lord Gizora act like a sex kitten, but with the mannerisms of a man, was kinda strange. Charlie was smart enough to know that the Lord’s current state of undress was only enslaving the lustful minds of his followers and was quick to cover Gizora up, so that no more of her priests would lose their cocks. Now safely covered with the robe, Gizora flicked her hair back and gave Charlie a pat on the back.

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“Anyone else ever tried to touch my boob, I would have ripped their balls up through their throats and made them eat them.”

“Walk with me.” Gizora started to head off down the stairs and headed past the throngs of her faithful followers that were all on their knees in awe as she headed out to the opening of the cavern to see the planet that awaited her.

 

Fu:

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– Charlie was confused as to what Venus was , but since Gizora is Anti-God and a living encyclopedia on knowledge existent and knowledge of the world and concepts before this one ; she would know what she was talking about . He would look with curiosity at her while she equipped herself with the robe he worn and by a result it had grown warm from his body heat . Charlie was quite happy to see it had fit on her . When she had uttered out that if it was anyone else that had done what he did ; she would’ve made them eat their own reproductive organs , the young male would gulp and stand silently as she would conclude her message to him by ordering him to follow her. Charlie stayed silent as she began to walk and he would salute to her enthusiastically with a facial expression that appeared to have been a forced seriousness but he would then burst out saying –

” Lord Gizora is soooooooooooo coool ! ”

– Charlie would run over to Gizora’s side to follow along her as she began to walk away from the center of the cavern. The young male wondered how she would react once she reached the outside and re-entered society. He wondered what she was thinking as she walked and hope she would like what she had saw ; a growing community under her command and it was not something that just happened overnight. Charlie adjusted his speed to accommodate his Lord when he had gotten used to her pacing before he would attempt making a decent conversation with her in an attempt to shed more light on anything she wanted to possibly know-

” I think it is still mid-day , been holed up in the cavern for quite awhile but I don’t think we’ve been in there for too long. If I can offer any of my knowledge to you please let me know . I’m sure your awakening has made some of your powers still numb and unusable at this early a stage so let us help you out as much as we can before and after. ”

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Dark Moon of Terakus

Charlie’s enthusiastic salute and added cheer of how he thought Gizora was cool brought about a huge grin from the swaggering she devil. With the crimson robe draped over her form, it allowed her some modesty – not that he really cared. But if it stopped the damn priests from ogling at his new form then it was a good shield of sorts. Once the Destructor was taken to his new abode and estate he was sure to find clothing to suit his stunning curvaceous figure. Walking with a pronounced strut, the Destructor finally came out into the light of the day. The three suns had now moved out from each other and the blazing heat was a welcome to christen the Destructor’s face. He tipped his head back and let out a huge gasp as though to take in the fresh air now that they were out of the stank of the temple. After all, the burnt carcasses and remains of the sacrifices was a bit on the nose – as well as the droppings from the zombified beasts of burden. They really dropped the most foul smelling turds imaginable.

“You’re a keeper. You shall be my right hand to help me with governing this planet. Yes, Charlie…I like you.” It was interesting that the Destructor was showing such a nice side, when he was known for being an absolute asshole. Maybe it was the female hormones that were now racing about his innards. God, help the poor lad when it was that time of the month. With Charlie racing to catch up to the Destructor’s bold strides, it was good to hear that he was a virtual one stop shop of information. Everything from the time of day, to offering his services in letting Grizora know anything that sated his interest while he was acclimatizing from being asleep for so long. From what Grizora could see those that had come before them had done well to promote procreation and of course the building of vast cities in Grizora’s name. The landscape below the mountain was like blood veins of technology, roads, infrastructure and of course cities that were parts of the beating heart to Terakus. Though the sky showed the dark clouds that were from industry, it also meant that there was great wealth, and many that had come with ideas on how to better the moon, in the race to combat that which exists upon Alterus.

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As they walked to an awaiting vehicle that was sleek, black in colour and had a driver with the door open in readiness, the Destructor asked.

“Tell me more about the world of my nemesis, hmm? You mentioned that there were strange forces being detected. I want to know everything, so we can be prepared.” With a dark and sinister chuckled. “I dare say….they’ve missed me.”

He was probably right about that.

~RB~

 

Fu:  

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” I am HONORED ! ”

– Charlie bowed his head 5 times extremely enthusiastically while smiling like an idiot when he had heard Lord Gizora had taken a liking to him. He was actually quite happy to see the position he was put in , and with that he for once took a serious action and placed his hand over his heart and bowed with great respect for his God. He allowed his silence to continue while Gizora had stared out onto the atmosphere and its surroundings , this was the land of the Destroyer and she has been brought back in the flesh and is ready to rule . Charlie would do his best to be the most ideal advisor for her as well. She may be omnipotent but even she had the right to make others do her bidding and he was excited for this chance. When Lord Gizora finally inquired about the land opposite to Terakus while a vehicle had pulled up and was ready for entry Charlie would follow her quietly upon her command inside if and once told to do so while giving her the answer to her question. –

” The Creator and the only person ever able to be as close as possible to the concept of My Lord’s Equal has been held up in that white Sphere Celestia for ages since you’ve battled him , or that was what I was told. He has been preparing for your return , as all of a sudden strange buildings have begun to accumulate around Alterus and has shown to be giving off large amounts of magical and divine power. The scholars has deciphered them to be The Observer’s Dungeons ; created with a surplus of magical will from only those with a high magical affinity and a mentality able to comprehend it’s natural inner workings and recreate it once more but in physical form. It is essentially like building a home , with complex traps , passages , monsters and a Boss type enemy at the end. However it is worth it, as it’s said to hold a Divine Treasure at the end of the place. I believe that the Observer personally has done and made these places himself , but we can never be sure. We were also guessing that this may be their way of training possible soldiers and having anti-Terakus weapons in order to defeat us. Without your presence we are unable to do a thing about this. We’ve sent a Elite team of Terakians down to Alterus not long ago , and they’ve been ready to make a move for quite some time. But they are known to be quite slow with their methods just to ensure success. I believe Master Gizora should have the same potential to create these so called Dungeons and a following Anti-Alterus Item just like they are doing on Alterus. That is my report your Destructiveness , I hope it is satisfactory ~ ”

 

Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District – Shattered Dimensions.

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This is the district in which the tourists flock to as well as the people who are known to work in small entertainment establishments or eateries ; this place is also interesting due to the network of roads and aerial pathways and homes has also proved to be quite the playground for those who like it that way. The architectural perception of the place has made it out to be quite grand. It is similar to the livelihood of The Big Apple in it’s concept , not that many have to complain that is.

 

Kiri:  

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Kasumi was a bit glad that the male had followed her, but the very fact that he was really hyper over swords amused her greatly. By the time they had gotten to the gates, Kasumi had thrown her cloak back around her shoulders and was walking with him to the con. Somewhere she could blend in. Her mouth was hidden, and that in turn hid her conniving smirk that showed she wanted to mess with the male. Inwardly, she had to drop her jaw when he asked her who had designed her furs, and she had been tempted to say no one, maybe cluing him in on the very fact that she was not human in the least. She wasn’t a Hanyou either.

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Even though she wanted to clue him in, she didn’t, she only continued to grin in a very . . . vixen-like manner, as though she had a plan up her sleeve. And slowly but surely, she did. Only, she hoped it wouldn’t backfire once she started it. The boy was definitely clueless, and too into the world of anime to really understand that she was truly inhuman. She almost, ALMOST, considered transforming into her fox form just surprise him. But decided against it as it might have caused a panic. Kasumi turned her head at the male with a very conniving smile, one that could send chills down someone’s spine if they weren’t oblivious or just unused to it. She might have had a supernatural beauty about her, but even then that didn’t change the fact she was incredibly perceptive and smart.

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“You asked who made my fur. You know it’s impolite to call someone’s fur fake, correct? Especially a lady’s~”

At the same time as she said that, Kasumi flicked her ears softly, wondering if it would clue him in. If not she’d give him another little clue, by causing her tail to wag once behind her, wondering if that would. Hopefully this didn’t backfire though, they were getting close to the furry convention. Which also meant soon Kasumi would be surrounded by wannabe Yokai, as most furries as she had seen seemed to be based off of Kitsune, Bakeneko or Nekomata, Inugami or even the occasional Tanuki. Of course, someone who didn’t know much about Yokai wouldn’t know that, and she couldn’t really blame them for that. She only hoped that her little plan to mess with the guy wouldn’t back-fire. Such as him pulling her tail or ears. It’d happened before, and no she wasn’t happy when it did. The tail was incredibly sensitive after all, being prehensile. 

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District

Have you ever watched someone trying to use a selfie stick to take a snap shot of their back? Well, this was what Grant was doing as he was walking along with the girl that he had just met in the Throne room of the Queen. Grant was still marveling the swords that he had been gifted by the Queen. “Sure beats the ones in the gift shop.’ he was heard to say as he crossed the busy intersection. Finally bringing his selfie stick back around and taking his camera off it. He seemed to be so engrossed in his phone, that he nearly got hit by a taxi. The guy was an all around klutz. How on earth he managed to stay alive this long was a complete and utter mystery. When he approached the Queen and started showing off his videos, you could tell that he had little regard for that thing called, personal space and possible imprisonment. But, he still came out alive and with two swords too boot.

Not bad for what was a simple tour of the Palace. He had the time in his busy schedule for the tour, and with his gifts, he felt like it was well worth it. Grant continued along the street with the fur girl, as he liked to think of her. She had placed a hooded cape over herself, so she looked pretty much inconspicuous compared to most others that were milling about the city tourist area. Checking his watch, he could see that he was running a little late now, since he had taken that detour into the throne room.

“Hope the others waited for me. Really hard to tell who is who in those fur suits.” Course, he was talking about the furry convention which happened to follow right on the heels of the Comic con. “I was thinking of going as Sonic the Hedgehog, but…he has such a big head, you know?” Grant wasn’t really paying attention to the girl’s expression. Oh she kept looking up at him with that sinister grin of hers, like…she was plotting something, but he was clueless. His mind racing on all the events and conferences. It was a wonder he remembered what room he was staying in.

Course, when the girl did speak, she happened to mention the fact he asked about her fur. Her reply was implying that it was impolite to call someone’s fur fake, and especially a lady’s at that.

“I’ve seen some pretty fucked up furs in my time, Miss. Yours is pretty neat. Looks super soft. You must brush it every night, I bet.” he gave a sort of lopsided grin, and then continued along. “So…why were you seeing the Queen anyways? Didn’t think she was into keeping pets.”

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Oh lordy…..

~RB~

 

Kiri:  

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Kasumi watched the boy the entire time, trying, struggling to get a picture of those damned swords that the Queen had given him. Oh dear lord, she just hoped that he didn’t plan on drawing and swinging those things around. Then she’d have to stop him and that could turn into a big misunderstanding. In public at that, which would look bad on her as a race. Yes, it was useful being in a furry con just because of the fact she’d blend in with all the people, and no one would realize that she personally was a REAL Kitsune. After all, like one might expect, there was some people who . . . well they didn’t always like Yokai like her. But that was a part of reality itself, it had happened plenty of times in history, and hopefully one day there would be a chance for people to get along PROPERLY. Who knew. All Kasumi knew was that she was forced to stop with a completely bewildered look on her face, her jaw having dropped on hearing the boy talk about coming as Sonic the Hedgehog. With a quick shake of her head, she rushed her way back up. Till she heard the boy say that she had to brush hers every night, which caused a short blush to spread across her cheeks just because it was true, but that faded immediately at the mention of being someone’s pet. She turned her head immediately, her crimson eyes narrowing with a slight bloody glow as anger coursed through her in that very second.

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Kasumi stopped, definitely seething as she curled her hands over and over beneath the cloak. Who in the hell did this guy think he was anyway?! Her ears were twitching, and even though the glow in her eyes disappeared it was obvious that she was NOT pleased at all. Kasumi was struggling not to go and snap on him, of course that didn’t last considering the fact that she pretty much disappeared by moving at full speed, stopping and walking alongside him for a moment before she stepped in front of him and looked up at him with an outraged look, speaking even as she did so.

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“Pet? Pet! I’m no one’s pet boy! I’m a Kitsune! A five hundred year old Kitsune who just so happens to be VERY authentic!”

Well, she was snappy, but she wasn’t done yet. Oh no, not by a long shot. Oooooh he had to hit that one sore spot for any Kitsune, especially one as hot-headed as Kasumi. He might have been oblivious to her being a Kitsune, but she was about engrave that into his memory for sure. Even if he’d gush from it, she was going to make damned sure he remembered. Oh you could believe that!

Kasumi made a single step forward, not wasting much time as she reached to grab his shirt in both hands, her cloak falling away as it was never secured completely since she never thought it would be needed. Her tail was bristling, and her ears were standing straight up, but by the fangs that had extended themselves in her mouth, she wasn’t playing in the least at all. If she had managed to get her hands in his shirt, whether by surprise or anything else, she’d speak again. This time her voice far louder.

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“Get this into your skull, I’m no one’s pet nor will I ever be a pet! I will be a companion, a friend, a wife, a lover, a guardian and many other things; but I will NEVER be a pet! I have lived five hundred years without being someone’s pet, watched both of my parents die and still have been living on alone! I have been fine, and I will continue to be fine, without ever belonging to someone in any way or form!”

There were a few whistles heard in the background, some in pity for the guy mainly because of the anger he’d gotten out of her, but even so she was slowly beginning to simmer down. Even as she spoke, it showed in her eyes that the anger was simmering down. Just a minor bi-polar incident. Nothing more. Well . . . minor emotional incident, much like a teenager’s temperamental problems. 

Razorbackwriter:  

Kingdom of Alteria : Tourist District 

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It’s one thing to have your girlfriend mad at you out in a public place, but when it is a girl that you have barely met, and then one that was about to admit to being something that even Grant had not quite spotted, that left the poor bloke dumbfounded in shock. The whistles and murmurs from the surrounding crowd meant that the girl’s outburst was causing a scene, and that had Grant rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly – trying to smile, but failing hard. The massive foot in mouth came when he made the suggestion that she was the Queen’s pet. What a clanger. Was he truly that stupid? He must have been, cause when the girl snaffled his lapel and jerked him down so that she could snarl her answer into his face, he kept blinking at her almost like he had no brain at all.

“Pet? Pet! I’m no one’s pet boy! I’m a Kitsune! A five hundred year old Kitsune who just so happens to be VERY authentic!”

“You’re a what? A Kitsune? A real…real kitsune?’ Grant could hardly believe it. Here he was in the presence of a creature that had been animated and drawn, had figures and great characters fashioned out of her likeness. Why, thousands of girls dressed up as them, but none were actual living breathing ones. And to think…she was so so old. Five hundred years made her like….a super granny type Kitsune.

“But you look so young.” He must have thought that as a kitsune ages, she…looks the part. “Don’t they have old age homes for five hundred year creatures?” Give the man a shovel. He was really digging himself into a hole.

Before she could answer his quizzical statements, she was letting him have it, with a swag of information of how she was going to be many things in this life, but not a pet. Not now, not ever. There was one bit that he didn’t understand though. If she was five hundred years old, and never HAD been a companion, wife, lover or such….was she…a five hundred year old virgin? The words will be did not mean she had. Maybe five hundred years was young in a kitsune’s age thing. Being shaken by the Kitsune as she rammed home her point of never being owned, Grant’s eyes lolled about in their sockets. It wasn’t till he fell back and tried to brush off his lapel, that he could even think to start speaking again. Not without putting his foot in it.

“Sorry about your folks. I mean that. And I’m sorry about you being really…old.”

Grant noticed everyone was staring and he muttered before saying to them all.

“Shows over…there is another one inside for you fur lovers. This is just a simple argument.” That said, he glanced back at the angry Kitsune, before huffing and turning to follow the crowd inside.

~RB~

 

 

 

Kingdom of Alteria : Alterian Palace – Shattered Dimensions.

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The Alterian Kingdom which expands out for miles and miles hold the Palace at the very center separated from the cities with large stretches of land used for agriculture. The palace is full of rooms , chambers , halls and corridors. This is the most fortified area in all of Alteria like it can be expected. Being allowed here is a privilege granted by only a few , and as it can be expected the King and Queen lives here and frequently allows visitors ; mainly the Celestial Kings when they come to speak upon major matters to keep them in the loop of the events going around in the world.

 

Kiri:  

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The young female silently walked through the main courtyard of the palace, cloaked quietly with her face hidden and eyes invisible with the hood itself. Whoever she was, she didn’t seem to really care about the guards who surrounded her. Nor did she seem to care that they were all watching her like she was about to rip apart the castle with her bare hands. Which . . . for someone of her stature, that truly would have been a sight to see. In all honesty, she didn’t look like much, barely standing at five foot five inches with a hair tone of what looked to be around an auburn, well really some shade of brown, kind of hard to truly tell with the hood in the way. She continued walking boldly however, so it was clear that she had a great deal of confidence in spite of her stature. Unseen to the world, at the moment anyway, were the pair of fox ears that were flattened down to her skull in order to keep them inconspicuous. As well as the single fox tail that was behind the cloak as well, and unbeknownst to those around her, that wasn’t the only one that she truly had. This was her closest possible way to being fully human in appearance. With her level of shape-shifting ability anyway. The young girl was stopped at the doors to the throne room, and even though asked to remove the hood and cloak she made no move too, only spoke with a calm voice which was deceptively sweet in tone, along with a musical note to it.

“Now, now boys.. is this any real way to treat a lady?~”

Her voice was definitely showing that she wasn’t intimidated, in fact it was almost like she was already toying with them. Hidden from sight at the moment, was a small Tanto, which normally would be bigger but she had shrunk the sword for precautionary measure, sheathed behind her just underneath her tail. It was a very special weapon to her, and if they tried to take it there would be hell to pay. It wasn’t the last thing that she’d ever gotten from her father, but by far it was the most important. She had a conniving tone of voice, but it was sweet and gentle in its own right as well, the voice of someone who could play even a miser out of his purse. She obviously wasn’t normal, but she didn’t resist even as her hood was pulled away and her ears popped up, flicking softly as she gave the guards a small, almost daring, smile. Her ears were tipped with white, and her eyes were a deep crimson. Obviously, she wasn’t human.

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“Before you dare to ask, I’m here to see the King and Queen for . . . personal matters. Would you be so kind as to move and allow me to pass?~ Thank you~”

It was obvious, even as she slid past the shell-shocked guards, that she wasn’t going to take no for an answer anyway. She looked like she was sixteen, or maybe even younger, yet she was speaking to grown men who were in their late to mid forties like they were children. It was quite the sight to behold for any servants watching, especially considering the fact she literally walked right past. She wasn’t really well known personally, but her father was. After all. He was also the father of the creator of this world. The General of the Thunderous Heavens, Kazuma Daisuke. He was her father, and because she looked more like her mother, that wasn’t obvious yet. But in the end, it was definitely going to be interesting to see how the Queen herself reacted to Kasumi’s presence. 

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Kingdom of Alteria – Alterian Palace.

“Step lively everyone. Mr Akatashi, if you would please stop eating those Doritos till the end of the tour. Thank you, thank you. Alright people….we are walking, we are walking.”The Palace tour representative, who was a well groomed lady in her late thirties, with large tortoise shell glasses and sensible shoes, was wildly using her hands to get the crowd of sight seers to keep moving forward as she took them on the grand tour of the Alterian Palace. There was a group of about fifty people in the tour. A lot when you considered that they were being ushered along by one diminutive lady. At the very back of the pack, was the snap happy tourist, Grant Taylor. Your run of the mill average kinda guy, who had a fascination for the architecture and art works in the palace itself. He had been trying to keep up with the rest of the crowd, but soon after stopping to take a few more pictures, the tour group had already moved on into the next section.

With his head bowed, and quickly checking his memory card for his camera, he soon came to realize that he was standing all alone in a large corridor that was right near the throne room. Course, he didn’t know he was that close since he had been so busy fussing with his camera. Finally getting the memory card in the right way, he glanced up and then looked about madly.

“Hello? Miss Tushimi? Hello?” The lost tourist was very much alone, accept he suddenly saw a young girl march past a group of guards and though he could not hear what she said exactly, he figured she must be with the tour group. “Wait for me!” Grant sung out, chasing after the girl who looked to be about sixteen. She’d made it past the guards and so…in Grant’s mind she had to be going the right way.

Approaching the guards, Grant snapped his camera to his selfie stick and motioned with his hand for them all to join him for a big group selfie. He’d seen it done before and thought it would be great for his social media site.

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“Gather round, fellas….I mean, Sirs.” The guards all looked at each other oddly, before a couple shrugged and joined in for the pose.

“Got it…That was great. Thanks.” He nervously stuttered, before then turning straight into the throne room and hurrying to catch up with the girl that he thought was with his tour group. On entering the Throne room, Grant was overcome by the majesty of it all.

“Wow….this is nice.” ~CLICK CLICK CLICK~

~RB~

 

Tsu:  

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A chilly wind had blown around the palace, mainly in the back, deep with in the woods. Everything looked like a normal lush forest but, if you traveled deeper in, you’d see ice on the ground. This was dued to the woman who sat on a long log branch, her white hair extending down to the ground and along the branch. She had white pure skin, her cheeks not flushed at all from the cold, of course she was use to this tempeature so, it wouldn’t effect her. This small snow area was her doing of her Yuki-Onna powers, making snow was rather easy, along with a small pond near her. Her clothing consisted of light floral pattern dress, reaching down to her middle thigh, barefooted and a small thing behind her back. Snow white birds flew around her, creatures of the snow and flew away, this was her sanctuary. If she was ever stressed or down, overworked she’d retreat to this place. Her eyes had been closed, enjoying the silence and nature of this wonderful day out here. Hearing footsteps she knew who it was, as she opened her eyes a pair of piercing ice blue ones showed. Looking over she tilted her head slightly and looked at the servant, who seemed rather nervous. ” What brings you out here? You know, this is my place, I don’t allow many, it better be important.” She said icily as she saw the shiver from the servant and shook her head.

” I-I-I-I’m sorry my queen.. but, you have visitors.. one came unexpected, wanting a audience with you and the king. Another guy who I don’t know why he’s there.” the young girl said and squirmed some in her place. Skylar glared a little now, people were in her palace? Uninvited and not wanted? This ticked her off, she was notified before she let anyone into her courters. Standing up she walked over to the servant. ” Thank you darling for telling me, I shall go attend to them now. You may get back to your work.” Her voice completely changed to a soft one, this was her showing her caring side. She loved everyone in the castle who served her and the king. Though she didn’t show it much to them, wanting to keep her front up. Slowly making her way back towards the palace, she turned down the long corridors coming to two thick black doors. Pushing them showed a large bedroom, with a very big bed and a bunch of items. This was her and her husbands room, it was something she enjoyed being in and reading. Shutting the door she walked to the closet and opened it, pulling out her casual wear. See hadn’t seen the king yet so, he must of been else where and she didn’t mind, she knew he’d join her soon.

Her dress had been stripped now, laying on the floor, along with other items. Her long hair drag slightly against the floor as she walked to the mirror. Looking at it, she admired herself, it was one of the things she enjoyed, seeing how well she looked for her age. Picking up the dress she pulled out, she put it on and dressed herself now, slowly walking over to the small dresser area with stuff. Sitting on a chair she crossed her leg over the other, her hand picking up a brush and brushing her hair. Slowly she put her hair up into a ponytail, slightly curling it and setting a couple of things in her hair. A small sigh escaped her lips, her applying slightly little makeup to her face as she finished. Skylar stood and walked to the door, slipping on her flats, she wasn’t one for wearing heels when she didn’t need to. Shutting the doors she walke gracefull to the throne room where her visitors awaited, why should she hurry? They had come with out any news of it so, she’d take her time on getting there. A pair of doors on the side of throne room opened and Skylar entered the room, her head not bothering to turn towards the others yet. Making her way slowly over to the throne that sat on the left throne, another throne on the right. Settaling down she moved her hair to the side a bit and moved her head, opening her icy blue eyes she stared at the people in front of her.

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” I must say, you’re a rather brave soul to come here with no word before hand. Granted your status dear, it would of been nice of a small warning before hand.” She said with a rather strict and cold voice, Skylar rarely let down her front in front of others, she wanted to make sure people knew well that she wasn’t a joking person during buisness. ” I hear you want to talk with both the king and I, he should be here shortly. Please welcome yourself to refreshments in the mean time.” She said quietly, her eyes left the kitsune girl to travel to a man who stood behind her, a average one at that, she had heard him talking before she entered. ” Thank you sir, the palace was built to be the best. But I must ask, what is your business here?” She said questionaly and slowly leaned back in the chair, waiting to see what both had to say for their appereance today at the Alteria Palace.
 

 

Kiri:  

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Kasumi blinked for a split second, her head actually perking up slightly as her face grew slightly bewildered and her ears flicked atop her head even as she barely turned her head, looking back at the man who asked her to wait. Who was he again? The answer to that question came to her within a moment’s notice easily however. Tourists… he obviously had her confused with another tourist. Which… actually that may not hurt things, in fact that could be useful. It wasn’t visible, but a slightly conniving grin spread across Kasumi’s face in an instant, her hands reaching up and flipping her hood back over her ears quickly before he noticed her ears. Shouldn’t be too hard to notice that she wasn’t human with that, but it wouldn’t take him long to realize she wasn’t a tourist once they actually spoke to the Queen. Or rather, she did.

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Kasumi was keeping her face straight ahead as she walked, not afraid to leave the boy behind her behind. Well . . . the man was probably in his twenties, based on appearances and disregarding that silvery gray hair. But even then, he was human and that practically made him a boy to the five hundred year old Kitsune. No reason to think of him as anything else at the moment, especially with all the snapping he was doing with that phone. Well, if anything his being around would be pleasantly amusing for the moment. Kasumi looked up at the Queen in the instant that she spoke, her crimson eyes gleaming as that small, cheeky smirk grew across her face once more and she pulled down her hood so that she wouldn’t come across as too . . . rude.

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Kasumi’s conniving smirk grew, only barely, as she heard the Queen’s words to the young tourist. By all rumors, the Queen herself wasn’t very old personally. Also in her twenties. Which meant that Kasumi was currently the eldest here. Not that she looked it of course, as she barely looked sixteen and wasn’t showing even the one tail. Kasumi figured the Queen didn’t realize exactly who she was, and that was fine, if the Queen didn’t know then she was able to move around unnoticed and not draw a hell of a lot of attention to herself. Things went smoother that way and Kasumi knew that, it’s why she kept to secrecy even if it could cause problems for herself. Kasumi gave a chuckle, slightly amused and knowing one at that, as she placed a hand against her chest, just below the neck, leaning down slightly in a courtesy at the same time as she spoke just loud enough for both to hear.

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“G’morning m’lady~ I do apologize if I was rude in coming unannounced~ My name is Kasumi Yamazaki, ah but perhaps I should go by my father’s name, and not my mother’s. Kasumi Daisuke, Princess of the Thunderous Heavens, daughter of Kazuma Daisuke and Sister of the Blazing Heavens, the Defeater of Death himself. This man behind me mistook me for a tourist, or so I am assuming, and I must apologize for that. I have come with a simple question in mind, and then I plan to be on my way. I’ve come in hopes you might be able to give me a lead as to where my brother is. So far in my travels, frustratingly, I’ve heard nothing more than the same thing: That no one knows where he is at all. I was hoping you or the King might at the least have a lead that will set me on the right path. For as you must know, rumors are not always… trustworthy~ Ah, speaking of rumors. Y’know, the legendary warrior who created this world in a sense? Yeah, he’s no legend. He’s my brother, but I’m not getting my hopes up any time soon to be honest with you. It’s been too long, and honestly. Everyone thinks he’s a legend, so not the smartest thing to do now is it?~” 

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Kingdom of Alteria – Alterian Palace.

Poor Grant had really gotten it wrong today. First he falls behind his Palace tour party, and now he is taking happy snaps on his camera in the Throne room of all places. Chewing on his bottom lip, he then realizes that the girl he followed WAS NOT part of the tour. Ah shit… The young man is about to start moonwalking out of there, when her royal Highness the Queen of Alterus enters the room. From bad to worse….BAD to WORSE. The Queen addressed the young girl that had come in first. The woman was practically ice cold in her manner and almost spoke down to the girl like she was some flea under her shoe. Grant didn’t know whether to dig a hole, hide under his jacket or just flee the scene now. He gulped as he started to slide his camera away, when the Queen then turned her attentions on him.

” Thank you sir, the palace was built to be the best. But I must ask, what is your business here?”

~Oh God…OH GOD…Down boy, Down…she’s talking to you!~ This was racing through his mind as he started to bow furiously, before getting on his knees, and properly kissing the floor…or should I say the carpet.

Raising his head, he was about to say why he accidentally entered the throne room when the girl in front started off on her speel. Good gravy, could this girl talk. She talked….and talked….and you could take a few messages while she kept on talking. Grant kept looking up nervously from his crouched position on the floor till the girl was finished. Mind you he even looked at his watch a few times as the girl in front continued. Something about looking for a brother…being daughter of some legend. He was almost ready to take a picture of the girl to add to his collection….when…the Queen finally looked at him again.

Straightening his bow tie, he nervously got up off the floor and shuffled over to the Queen and gave a weak smile.

“My name is Grant Taylor. I am a convention tourist here with a bus load from the International Comic Con. I did an appearance yesterday as my favorite hero!” His sudden raise in voice was cause he was rather chuff when it came to his cosplay outfits. When he put on a mask, he could be anyone. He took out his camera and then danced up the steps to the throne and quickly flicked through to the movies section on his phone and then offered it to the Queen.

“I WAS DEADPOOL!”

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And…he was.

What would the Queen think of this guy? Mild mannered nervous Grant Taylor…who became a superhero at conventions.

“Do you like anime, your Majesty?” He looked up at her hopefully as he turned up the music on the phone for her to enjoy. “I dress up as a furry fox sometimes too.” ~Happy nod.~

 

~RB~

RPC – Grant Taylor/Irasho – The Mask : Shattered Dimensions.

Grant Taylor/Irasho – The Mask.

Appearance : Grey to white hair, tall yet not muscular; Grant has brown eyes with a fair complexion. You would not pick him to be someone that even had the strength to wield a sword of great power. But you know how looks can be deceiving.

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Name : Grant Taylor

Age : 25

Race : Human

Respective World [ Anime / Extraterrestial / Work of Fiction ] : Original

Alignment [ Alterus [ Good ] or Terakus [ Evil] ] : Good

Job / Occupation / Role : Comic book and Collectable store merchant

Personality : Quiet, reserved, endearing, a real gentleman, softly spoken, humble, a little shy.

Powers / Abilities :
P e a k H u m a n C o n d i t i o n : Since the world has changed around Humanity and their survival ; there was only one path for them to take and it was the road to evolution . It was unknown whether or not it was their will as a whole or the Observer’s will or the direct intervention of the Celestial Kings that Mankind has grown the ability to strengthen their bodies at a much faster rate than a human would normally be able to. Upon reaching Peak Human condition in his teenage years he has found his body strong enough to take on other beings without having to worry too much about getting hurt.

Vast Knowledge of all things to do with Comics, Anime, Collectables, Cosplay, Questing, Table top. A role player with many books, and files on creatures that span from the imagination.

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Shattered Mode +Item[ Locked Till Earned Via Story ] : The Mask of Irasho : A fabled mask that came from the Asian parts of the continents, said to give the wearer extraordinary powers, including a complete personality overhaul. The wearer becomes fused to the mask, and they have comic book like abilities that defy the very laws of physics and reality. When wearing the mask, the person becomes Irasho – a warrior that had a sick twisted sense of fun, making his enemies experience the zaniest and wackiest of situations. He can turn a gunfight into a rumba session in seconds. He mimics some of the greatest anime fighters, though a lot of it is totally off the wall. He will become a hard one to follow, cause if his weapons don’t kill you, his comedy will.

Bio : WIP

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