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Date Posted: 17:25:08 02/23/03 Sun
It beat about him, a loving, throbbing heart. He was curled up in a ball, floating absentmindly, a child within his mothers womb. The power of creation, so priaml and terrible pulsating across his skin, teasing it with its vitality and strength. He existed in not darkness...for light has to exist for that..but a place where neither existed...the nonlight of the Earth. Slowly his eyes opened, gazing across crystalized clarity...Seeing the smallest of things within..and some things..too garguantan that they seemed blurred.
He was Vain.
Slowly his eyes widened, awakening fully as he brought forth the hosts of souls, their faces etched in terror as they were each intergrated for their ablities...their techniques...everything.
The result was the absence of a soul, nothingess, oblivion, a thought so final it simply cannot exist in the mortal mind..or he would fall down dead in despair, his heart bursting in grief at such a silence of eternity.
Two pairs of ember eyes met.
As Vain gazed at Ceallac, no touch of emotion crossed the features, even as he siphoned all that Ceallac knew, all the ablities..all the power, feeding literally upon the screams of the angel, all the triumphs and defeats not touching the beast though..he was natures perfect demon, one thing truly mattered..
The Way to Evolve.
Ceallac..was no more...as his memory itself was erased from the cosmos from the common being...as if, he never truly existed...
Vain did smile at that, realizing how important in the intrigue of the world that one was, and thus his knowledge would empower him to greater ablitiy of sentient thought..
Perhaps even independence.
He brought up the next soul, one of the strongest. He regonized the man as something akin to him..a true warrior. Feeding upon the evolution did this one become so strong..yet he was truly a gnat to this beautiful juggernaunt of death. With a final scream..the soul followed Ceallac.
Shirow was destroyed.
The being finally stretched, gazing across the womb..he noticed as the corruption Ceallac weaved into it, disguised as strength, was slowly begining to cast its diseased hand upon it...it would destroy the planet at the core...
Vain stood there, as the typhoon of corruption roared in his ears...even as the thick strands suddenly tightened, whipping it wildly as it was ripped asundered. Vain simply looked on as the corruption was removed...and slowly balled up once more...embracing the womb of the world.
Without a single gesture, he appeared in the throne room of the Father, slowly extending his feet to the ground, and gazing upon the Father of the Gods with blood ember eyes of haterd..hate for one who seems to par with is evolution. And slowly smirked..walking slowly toward the throne..
His goal was clear to The Father of Gods....Vain wished to go the one place where perfection could be Forged...
And he knew what it was from the knowledge of Ceallac.
In unison, their energies built up, all done in a split second, as God leaped from his throne, preparing to end this himself, with tooth and nail, this being something he himself did not want to admit...a secret...kept for untold centuries...and it has slain his son....
Even as Vain leapt to intercept the charge, launching his foot upward , his body angling to such a perfect parry his foot traveled right up the extended arm of The Father, passing by the charging deity even as he himself started to spin, literally snapping reality with the denial of physics*as it goes toward speed* , his body twisting horizonally as the back of his heel connected solidly in the back of the head of his advisary, literally puncturing the protection which doesn't allow such fundamental physical blows to injure one of such a stature in the ways of the Cosmos...
The duel had begun, Vain smirk widening as God pulled out his blade upon the unarmed man...and charged with such grace and speed one might jokingly say god has been holding back all this time...
Vain continued to smile..even right before the blow landed...
And his ducked body kneeling down, his fist nearly bursting thru the astral shell of body itself, a fist solidly in the stomach of the Father of Creation..
OOC- I not gonna finish the duel just yet...im a bitch like that :)
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