Gizora’s Blade – Battleship

Gizora’s Blade – Battleship
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Previously…

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

Charlie : ” That’s a giant ship ! ”

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

Leila : ” You’ll be fine m’lord .”

Celtan : ”This is family huh ? ”

Luke : ” Well then , shall we board ? ”

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

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

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

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

“You don’t even have to ask.”

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

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

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

~RB~

Simo:

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L I R Y U / Dark Lady of Chaos

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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The Ship’s Bridge

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

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Residential Floor

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

Shen : ” I called it . * Room 1 * ”

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

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

Ouken : ”…… * Room 4 *

Quartz : ” Thank you . ”

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

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

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

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

Gizora couldn’t help himself but ask.

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

~RB~

 Simo:
L I R Y U

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

“Is it always this fun to do this?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Ship’s Bridge

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

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

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

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

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

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

~RB~

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L I R Y U

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

“Stay here.”

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

“Ouch..”

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

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Ship’s Bridge ; Intercom Active

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Moccona?’

“For lovers of coffee, Sire.”

“Hmmm….two sugars?”

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

“Name?”

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

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

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

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

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

“NEXT!”

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

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

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

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

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

~RB~
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L I R Y U

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

“A circus eh?”

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

“Oh this oughta be fun..”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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L I R Y U

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Terakus – Destroyer’s Domain (1) : Shattered Dimensions.

The Anti God Gizora was now assembling his Dark Lords for the first time in centuries.  Were they ready for the Destroyer’s current physical form?

 

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” Peeing standing up makes your wee-wee stream go down , lefties and rightsies ; aiming is hard ain’t it ? I like to act like it’s sprinklers ~”

– Charlie would turn around and run in circles with his hands up in a airplane motion while slowly running into Gizora’s proxcimity after speaking . It would be weird for someone to actually describe their own behind closed doors activities but Charlie spoke with great confidence , most would find it hard to actually respond correctly without feeling disgusted . He stayed still behind Gizora to her side while listening to her talk to Onryo and not before long he would begin fidgeting his legs while waving at the Dark Lord once he was introduced and slowly motioned towards the door while his eyes stayed on the door heavily gazing at the idea of ………. Well yeah.-

” Speaking of Wee wee’s . Lord Gizora can I……… go ? ”

 

Pharos:  +Onryo+

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Onryo’s heavily lidded golden gaze lifted to the butler that graciously announced his presence to those within that he now began to rethink the idea of visiting their Dark Master without the other Dark Lords in tow. Typically, the four of them had always been together during such interactions that he felt comfortable on only being called upon when he was needed. Yet, how long had it been since he had seen them? Aside from Vithra who checked up on him on occasion. Many centuries since he had retreated like a hermit to his domain. He had perhaps grown accustomed to being in the presence of the dead rather than the living.

Regardless, those double doors came spreading wide to reveal the wide and luxurious suite that was well suited to belong to any King.The dark lord’s lips trembled with words that came to find no sound at all. Onryo was frozen momentarily to that spot with widened eyes almost like a deer in headlight’s whenever it was impossible to ignore the shapely backside that was straight ahead of him. It appeared he had come at a most inconvenient moment..One that would cost him his life once his master knew he had walked in upon his lady. So, he was to die here? No more than a blood splattered upon these polished floors to walk forever like one of his spirits on barren lands..There was not a hope to cling to at this point.It was over for him even before the battle started.

“My lord..I..” What could be said to save him? Eyes settled closed with his jaw setting to become more tense that Onryo was attempting to resign himself to this mundane sort of fate. All of such dire thoughts consumed him until he heard this Lady’s voice that those golden depths blinked awake with a sense of confusion clouding his calm expression “You know of my name..? Forgive me..It has been perhaps many centuries since I have seen my lord. The passage of time has grown..strange to me.” His voice was devoid of anything but an eagerness to solve this mystery that he pondered if it was his own mind playing tricks on him. Surely not..

Slowly, the strong unmistakable presence of his lord began to make itself known in such a way that Onryo couldn’t help but recall the feeling..Within the small delicate frame contained all that power of the destructor. Raising a clawed hand to his broad chest covered by the many layers he wore, Onryo’s horned head bowed low in deep reverence to his lord regardless of this transformation “My..lord, It is a pleasure to that the ritual has born fruit to your resurrection and former power restored to you. I have learned amongst the spirits..It is not the vessel that matters so much as what is within.” Raising to his full height that now was much greater than his lord now, he did so in enough time to extend his hand to shake his hand as well.. It was unexpected but he normally did not speak with their Master alone after all. The dark lord pressed a dark nail to tapped at his chin thoughtfully whenever Gizora mentioned the observer’s hand in this unexpected event “I would not be too surprised if the Observer had a hand in this. Gauging his actions to this point, he so does love his games and trickery..”he stated, with heavy eyes narrowing ever so briefly.

He felt himself silly for standing there in the doorway for so long that the tall lord took it upon himself to join them further within the confines of the room, hearing the double doors softly close behind him. Turning his attention to the youthful looking boy, Onryo nodded once in confirmation to meeting the odd little one Charlie. He had been much in change with reviving their lord after all that many of them had kept in contact with him. There were many things about him that prove as eccentric, but there was no doubt of his loyalty to their lord and the cause “Eheh..He is very courageous, isn’t he.” Lips perked up in a rare bit of a smirk with a deep chuckle rumbling through his throat to hear of Charlie’s forwardness towards his lord’s new form..Anyone else likely would have been maimed or killed at the very least.

He looked back to Charlie whenever he called his lord by a different name, raising a slender brow before he looked back to the retreating form of Gizora “My lord..Gizora..is it now? This place is very new to me as well. I may accompany you if you wish or I could await the other Dark Lord’s in the lounge.” He offered, unsure of his wishes.

 

Razorbackwriter;  

Terakus – Destroyer’s Domain.

So long ago formalities and tradition reigned supreme. Meetings between the Dark Lords and their leader were often done in closed chambers and the audience only granted to the four. To have an audience alone with the Destroyer was far from the norm, and might take some getting used too. Of course, Gizora was still coming to grips with the form he had taken on his awakening. But if his temperament was anything to go by, he was certainly taking it in his stride. It was enough to have little Charlie acting as he so dared. His enthusiasm and lust for life had given the Destroyer a great deal of amusement thus far. In fact, before the Dark Lord Onryo was announced, the pair had been discussing the advantage of peeing while being male. This lead to Charlie’s rather comical exhibition of how he peed. It brought about a chuckle from Gizora who wanted nothing more than to pat the lad on the head. But in all the excitement, it seemed that the discussion of relieving one’s self caused his need to suddenly go. He was practically crossing his legs, and biting that lip nervously, as he hopped about.

‘ Speaking of Wee wee’s . Lord Gizora can I……… go ? ”

“Ahaha. Course you can go. Ask the help for fruit loops so you can practice your aim.” With a wink Gizora sent the lad off to go where he needed to, and hopefully not in the Destroyer’s own bathroom. He liked some privacy.

Now with Charlie off tending to himself, it left the horned headed beast with the Destroyer to walk along the corridor that led to one of the vast lounges. Gizora seemed not to be in all that much of a hurry, strolling along casually, with the smart sounding clicking of her heels along the stone floors. Polished to a high shine, it reflected pretty much everything. The Destroyer kept stealing glances at his faithful and then smacked her lips together before speaking.

“This is all a bit of a shock for you, isn’t it?’ Stating the obvious. “The Observer will pay for this outrageous prank if and when those that conducted the genetic testing get back to me. They..er…did a few experiments whilst I was sleeping.” This was what Gizora had been informed by Charlie – who seemed to be more in the know than most. When asked if the Destroyer was to be known as Gizora, he nodded twice. “I go by a few other names…Satan, the Devil, Lucifer, Beelzebub, the Prince of Darkness. But…I think Gizora suits this form.”

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He chuckled again then let out a sigh. “It’s going to be a real bitch to have to explain this every single damn time. I can see it getting old real fast.” You could see the dark glimmer of red appearing in her irises, before it soon faded back in.“But enough about tits and arse. Tell me what you have been doing within your realm as I slumbered, hmm? What…diabolical things have you been up too? Amuse me.”

Reaching the vast lounge area, that featured great walls of multiple television screens that showed everything from the stock market, to racing, news, updates on Alterus and of course, the weather. Finding a large black lounge suite, Gizora made himself comfortable, as a servant brought over a silver tray, with a box of the finest cigars on all of Terakus, and of course a bottle of brandy with some glasses.

Taking a cigar, Gizora rolled it under his nose, before inhaling the aroma.

“Ahhh nothing but the best. Come…” He patted the couch with a well manicured hand. “Sit…let’s chew the fat.”

 

~RB~

 

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.Vithyra Aethylla Rosherren.


At the East Wing of the Destroyer’s Domain, was the Dark Lord of Delicacy, Vithyra Aethylla Rosherren. Going for just a walk ended up in a rather long walk through the Destroyer’s Domain, as she was just hoping to clear her mind from the last few years. Getting the news that the Destroyer had awoken was good news, but she knew that with this a new area had arrived and with that new troubles, possibly new enemies as well. The last war ended up with them being defeated, banned to their own lands, forcing them, the dark lords to retrieve. Vithyra Aethylla was never going to forgot that day, that long dreadful day.. ‘We will get them all for this. . .’, with that thought she continued her way down the corridors as she was on her way back to the lounge, hopefully she was able to meet up there with the other Dark Lords and maybe even meet the Destroyer there. She was curious and wondering what form the Destroyer would have this time, it was the only positive thing about this all, their Lord was back and with that an other change to take over what has always belonged to them. “Please, get out of my way. . .” Vithyra Aethylla spoke after she had cleared her throat as a maid was just walking in her way, the maid jumped up and quickly moved away, making room for Vithyra to pass. Getting closer to the lounge, she was certain that the Lord would be there, she could feel his presence getting stronger with each step she was taking..

‘My my my. . . Never thought I would get lost in a place like this. . .’ She thought to herself as she sighs softly, shaking her head in disbelief. She normally had no troubles with finding her way, but her troubled and clouded mind had made her get lost in this rather large building. ‘Seems like you have done it again, Vithyra. . . You’re lucky Onryo isn’t here to rub it into your face or scare the soul out of you. . .’ as she just rolled her eyes, not even want to think about what Onryo would have done at a moment like this. With him being the Dark Lord of Fear, he sure had a odd sense of humor to scare people all the time, specially her.. “You. . !” Vithyra Aethylla spoke loudly as she spots a maid and smirks brightly. “Take me to the lounge, asap. . .” and with that the maid just nods and started to walk in a quick pace in front of Vithyra leading the way towards the lounge..

 

Pharos;  +Onryo+
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Despite that he had come to settle himself within the inner sauctum of his Master’s chambers, Onryo stood nearby alongside one wall as if somehow he might camoflage with the scenery while being at the Gizora’s disposal all at the same time. There was a tenseness to his tall form that the youkai sought to leave buried that one could only perhaps see if he was looked upon closely enough. There was a vibrancy of colors here that his golden colored depths didn’t appear to be adjusting to as quickly as he liked in comparison to his own realm. In addition, this place appeared to be created by powerful magicians like himself that he could feel the way that power surged through these walls almost as if giving life to them. How long had be kept himself holed almost akin to a hermit in his own domain? In a place of the dead. Once more, keeping track of time wasn’t a forte of his.

Onryo decided to focus on the tranformation of his master in his new form as Gizora, knowing that regardless of the form that there was no way that the unfolding events would change..Everything would always go on the destined path that they must follow. Either way, it was interesting to note that he was in an oddly good mood that was unusual from many of the times before. This was a new chance to get back at the Creator and his revival to attribute to such though he pondered in his own thoughts if taking on this new form was a refreshing change for him. The informal exchange between Charlie and their master was perhaps an even stranger matter to him oddly enough that gave cause for slender brows to raise lightly. It might have only been natural to one created in his own vision..or perhaps he was too stuck in the ways of old. Brows knitted to the perplexity in wondering what these ‘fruit loops’ were but he would not question go about asking unneccesary questions .

Once Charlie headed off to the restroom, Onryo got in line to follow along after Gizora nearby her elbow at a leisurely casual pace that allowed the both of them to take in the sights of more of the castle and the many more rooms that such a grand place possessed. He better off believed himself to lose his way and die of starvation, forgotten by the rest of the Dark lords in one of these lonely hallways to haunt forever on than he ever thought to memorize such a place. Some part of his was glad that Gizora took the lead even if his expression beyond the mask remained most neutral. His eyes were lured curiously to the confidently stiding figure of his master as he asked his feeling on the matter.

There was a small pause on his part to consider it with the sway of longer dark locks swaying behind him in their movements while his hand clenched at the large hardback tome that patterned with a strange inscription that he always carried “I will admit that it came of a surprise to me..but you are not any less yourself, is that not so? It is all that matters. It is strange to me that the Observer thought it would prove advantageous to play such a game rather than working to improve the fighting quality of his dear knights..He may have power but perhaps not the intellent to wield it responsibly.” He stated his theory on the matter, unsure of the true reason. Regardless, it was another reason to be careful he supposed to ensure that he wasn’t up to playing any more tricks on them. On the matter of experiments, Onryo could only conclude that Charlie was more versed in this area that he hadn’t hard much about it. Instead, the horned youkai’s lips lifted briefly with a smirk in agreement to their master’s newly chosen name ” Lord Gizora..I cannot help but agree. A new name for a new beginning..or beginning of the end perhaps..”

Onryo came to find himself somewhat troubled that his narrowly slitted hues sank down to the stone floors below that servants tended to work tirelessly to keep polished to a shiny gleam. There was no easy way to amuse his master, knowing the other had seen much more of the beauty of calamity and despair than all four Dark ones paired together..or at least he believed so. He was trying to think on such when they arrived at the lounge, a place that offered more comforts than he thought possible even if the pressure of being the only one to keep his lord’s company remained.” I must confess I could never surpass any of your diabolical achievements, My lord Gizora..But I suppose I have made my domain a very..unique place. One that my inherent power created..” Once properly seated, Onryo was pleasantly surprised to the comfort of the black leather sofa they sat often that he brushed one hand along the soft surface curiously enough before continuing. He came to lift the hand closest to Gizora with an outstretched palm as a long nailed hand unfurled..An orb now lay there curious enough that was questionable if it was created out of an illusion of magic or truth..but a visions of his domain began to appear there “It’s become quite a confusing place..of death, unreality and nightmare. Those that realize themselves will relive their deaths and fears over and over again until they wish to forget again.. That is simply the way it is.”

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Once he heard the sound of footsteps approaching, the orb seemingly came to disappear from his grasp to lower his hand back down. Onryo nodded his greeting to his old friend that he hadn’t seen in quite sometime..A couple of centuries or so? He looked to Gizora then that he could sympathize with the way that he was going to be forced to explain this new situation for some time “Hnn..Quite late, aren’t we? You’ve never been one for direction I suppose, Vithyra eheh..”

The Dark Moon of Terakus – Shattered Dimensions.

The Dark Moon of Terakus. 

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

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Razorbackwriter:  

The Dark Moon of Terakus

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

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

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

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

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

“MITTERNACHT!”

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

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

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

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

“Okay…is this some sort of joke?’

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

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

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

 

~RB~

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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