| Subject: Drowning in your Dreams |
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Date Posted: 20:08:42 03/18/03 Tue
In reply to:
Damian
's message, "a bored stan does crazy things..." on 07:08:49 03/18/03 Tue
The Essence of Vain, a kaleiscopic hurricane of hellish proportions, simply stood, balancing on one leg upon the tallest of buildings, his hair dangling infront of his face, hiding the expression as Wyrd, Jin, and Kiasin confronted him.
He just grinned, revealing the bloodthirsty visage as he looked up, his entire expression literally opening a small rift to the Plane of Madness, briefly bombarding that hellish place, harming probably neither Jin nor Wyrd, but sending Kiasin spiraling, trying to cling to his own sanity...
The Being that could only be Paradox chuckled, regarding the scene of destruction with joyful glee. His shoulders shrugging from the supressed amounts of laughter as he continued to mock the three.
" How very cute. Fightning for your lives. Drowning in my Dreams. Let me tell you a lullaby to make you sleep better kiddies..." he grinned, the air behide him crackling, suddenly infused with a meltdown of energies that sliced reality, even as the zigzag of greenish lights danced about it, forming the chaotic patterns used occasionaly in magicks, Vain being highlighted in the eerie glow, making him seen even more imposing..
" Near the Dark....The Darkness....The Visions....You will cry...but I shall not care..."
" The Darkness is in your eyes...Let me tell you about the Sun....you are here...No escape from the Visions...You will cry...all alone..."
Each verse seemed to make the symbol pulsate, a dazzling display of strength as it winked, like a great eye...
" Let the Darkness Sleep...Yet the Sun comes....to awaken.....The Sun is in your eyes....Doens't mean a thing..."
Vain laughed, his influence reaching the boy....he knew that boy's weakness....even as the boy fell from the sky, his entire mind snapped to nothingess, the holy flame blade twinkling outwards, into the hand of Vain....whom simply faded back into the archway, leaving it open....even gesturing for them to follow....
Vain traveled thru the tunnel of sheer nonlight, the Womb of Darkness. If the forge of creation could have a twin of sheer diffirence....then this place would be it....where all come to face oblivion....Birth place....
Vain landed, temporal energies rippling around him as he reached forward, the darkness taking shape and form....
A massive emerald, glowing with strange glyphs and runes, even as Vain regarded it with a smile..his final revenge would be sweet...but he had every intention to win.
" Sorry, Asmodious, He is mine. "
He grinned, and threw his head back and laughed....
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