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Subject: Passionate

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Wyrd

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Date Posted: 13:04:31 02/27/03 Thu
In reply to: Vain(IC and OOC) 's message, "Awaken" on 12:26:45 02/27/03 Thu

Rage was not supposed to be known. Neutrality was completely destroyed in an instant as the thoughts of the sole destruction of one being flooded his mind. Claws rended against the barrier, ripping at its surface, but doing nothing. A rat in a cage.

Purple ripples cascaded over the barrier and lingered. Crimson eyes stopped for a moment on them, claws slowing to a halt. It was weakening. Crimson eyes narrowed and slashed against the barrier hard...

The barrier shattered like glass, sending shards of energy in every direction.

The creature stood there, livid and enraged. Vain had outsmarted him, that which was destined to be All. It was unheard of, it wasn't done.

It involked a passionate rage that shook the very fabric of reality. Everyone and everything would feel it, know it and fear it. It wasn't something to be stopped. God's throne room crumbled around him, the barrier bubble now gone and not there to protect it from him any longer.

He had not "trashed" vain himself, as he had only destroyed one manifestation of himself within the bubble. But it wasn't the same. Wyrd had been given the task, and he had failed. Though it didn't matter, it was gnawing on him. How could he return to his mistress as a failure? It was unheard of.

He didn't move from his spot, and only watched as angels scrambled to escape. Heaven was in turmoil as crimson eyes watched. Heaven was empty now..

The Failure brought the house down......

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