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Ceallac
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Date Posted: 22:44:29 02/08/03 Sat
In reply to:
Invellios Dru'Riden
's message, "Do you really think I'm that stupid?" on 09:15:48 02/08/03 Sat
Chuckling to himself, absentmindly as he strolled across the ruins of the world, like some insidious maggot crawling across the carcass of a fresh kill, feasting upon it slowly..corrupting it till its nothing but putrid bile, rotting within the hot afternoon sun.
He smirked, his lips curling up slightly, a brief glimpse of the fiery hells which he seemed to have came out of, bursting from the bossom of the depthless pits of hell itself, he slowly drew himself inward, fluxating his entire being, a mere shell at best, until the body itself wavered upon the ethers, going across from Revelstone with not much a effort.
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Rokiya smirked, almost in perfect unision with his distant master, the wild hair blowing in a breeze that seemed to only exist for him, his cyclone of power...his fury building upon itself, bursting from chains of will and self control with a simple flinch, as if the move was practice thousands upon thousands of times, until one could do it in ones sleep...or even dead?
Invellios disappeared, safe in his cyclone until he thought hismelf safely concealed...that is, until , with the suddeness of a thrown knife from the shadows, piercing the heart of the unspecting victim in a painful burst of esctasy, He was there, still holding the same expression of readiness, the same look of complete confidence...
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A single pillar of light shot outwards, a spear aimed at the heavens..at god, at any that would thwart his will...Ceallac. Spiraling everupwards towards the glowing vitroil sphere...the corruption he himself pulled from a dying earth...the corruption even so more complete as the so called warriors of light had a hatered more deeply rooted in their souls..then his own. Law itself weaved at his fingertips, eager to please such a masterful hand as he flew past the barren world, left to ashes by his Sunbane...yet...
" Surely, Zenra, You are even not working to undo my lil nasty play...does it please you to know our game has not change? Or does it even please you more so that your friends ...thou holding true to you in word...are destroying that which you swore to protect? Pathetic wretch of a deity. " Such nasty words flowed from his mind, a man...once known as the gentle son of a god...now possessed by a simple purpose...
Yet what is that purpose?
He chuckled inwardly, a chess player to the last as he lost his simple pawns in exchange to destroy the rooks..the knights...the bishops...
His eyes were now aimed upon the queen..and then surely..the king must follow?
At last his reached his peak, spiraling toward the massive globe of ....not death..something worse...poison..venom. Moral Venom. The slow corruption as hell itself weaved thru ones veins, whispering to you the dark secrets you think of in the night...this was what existed, hovering over the earth as hell itself blinked at the sheer audacity of the event...even they..would baulk.
He plunged in, the sphere taking him in hungerly, seeking to consume everything, a massive Wurm of the stars, spiraling in on itself as the sphere simply imploded, massive tendrils of the Weave cascading across it, creating and destroying the universe at such a rate Time itself altered..just a minute amount......then it stopped...a simple green dot in the midst of the universe, hovering innocently as it circled the globe...
Looking innocent..until...that is...it starts to glow with a life of its own...
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Rokiya...And Toshia...both in unison despite their orders being infront of them, teasing them with the Forbiddion, look upwards, their green eyes answering in unison to the glowing orb, as they two spiral upwards to answer the beacon, the call that simply was written within their every fiber....as they two plunged, forever more within the sphere of death...even as the feelings of Hate...despair...Forbiddion incarnation, simply spiraled upwards, hungerly meeting the call of Ceallac....
The Will of Ceallac pulsated across the material plane, spreading its flith to the astral and ethereal, a vortex of lies and deceit as he offered the poor souls life from the justice weaved by a girl playing at god...he offered them the one thing that could not ever be refused...
Revenge.
All the while, during this chaos as the law was simply denied, as Chaos and Law were simply nonexistant, Ceallac laughed..and waited, the sphere finally stopping its orbiting..and starting to head...toward the earth.
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