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Damian
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Date Posted: 18:32:28 02/28/03 Fri

Whilst everyone seemed to enjoy the feast held in the goddess’ name, there was one...a new face that remained gone from this occasion. Rather than enjoying a meal amongst those whom he should have been calling family…he sailed the air above pounding surf. He flew…towards a place that had once been a hustling base of enjoyment…and livelihood…a place where he would have been born had situations and circumstance been different.

Gakai Prime.

The floating Island was a ruin, simple and plain. Its once beautiful well-kept towers crumbled in heaps. The once lush and tended vegetation, reduced to thorns and thistles. The Chronostorm stronghold…gone…reduced to this. A part of him rejoiced at this, and yet the other part felt a deep sadness. So was the Paradox. So was his existence.

A soft breath escaped youthful lips, grazing the tips of fangs before becoming one with the atmosphere that nourished so many. He was here for a reason…for a purpose. He felt the rumbling of the power below his feet, the pristine drum of Chronus energies straining to keep this island afloat. It remained, echoing in his chest, and dancing through his very soul. It was said that this place was one of legendary beauty. He remarked that it was at one time…now though, it wasn’t

Soft steps took him forward through the brush, breaking past cobwebs and infernal annoying vines that overran everything in time. He never wavered, cerulean eyes glowing with a slight indigo light, images flooding him as he simply walked amongst the vast ruins…Ceallac had outdid himself…the Chronostorm were gone…hidden in the vestiges of Time itself. T’was a pity that none would know their vast knowledge again…T’was really a pity.

It roared then…the sweet paradox. The infinite circle. He let I flood him, indigo bolts of lightning dancing along his arms, roaring about him…fluxuating reality in a small vicinity around him. Chaos. It danced along him, stronger than it had been in his mother…stronger than most of the Legends within Voidstar ranks. He smiled...the flood of lavender power forcing and reducing things to ash as it touched…only to pervert it in some other way…restoring old and tearing down new…shattering whole and reducing rubble to ash. It raged doing as it pleased…the very air above the island deepening into a violet color.

It was almost as if the sky demanded to know of this Desecration…the Chaos within the sublime order of Time…

He continued forward…

Paradox.

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