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Date Posted: 07:16:54 09/09/02 Mon
In reply to:
Dru'Riden
's message, "War of the Souls" on 19:03:26 09/08/02 Sun
This…wasn’t…good…
Madness…the simple insanity of bloodlust echoing through their torn and perverted frames. He could feel it…he could taste it. They swarmed forward, a slight chill along his spine…the Souls of the Choir…the souls of the damned. Perversion of reality…creatures of destruction…He called out.
“Return to me!”
the voice echoed easily throughout creation…pulling…seeking. He knew the Wyrd was here….he smiled at its audacity to challenge the new Creator…then again, was that not what they were all doing? Was it not that same blasphemous act? They were challenging the one known simply as Ceallac Dru’riden, and yet he was more…much more. Awe inspiring in his own way, still though, to let him remain where he was, in his position as Creator…was madness. It would mean simply the destruction of everything that was…and while that was the simple process of things, an inevitable consequence, they had the right to live their lives…they all had the right to simply exist no matter how meaningless it could be…it was a right given them by the True Father, they had now to fight for it…
It tore through him, rippling across the planes of the multi-verse, drawing him deeper and deeper into the spiraling madness of creation, into the Madness that was his very essence. Stars died and shattered before him going nova in flashes of incandescent, glorious light. Stars were borne gravity pulling them together, bursting through the nebulae as ‘he’ passed through them. The power drenched him in the chaos that was existence, and pulled him along the supreme and indomitable will that was order. He transcended these things, bathed in an incandescent light…
Still the armies clashed…the mighty myriads of angels falling back slowly. They were outnumbered…and while they were powerful, Forbiddion weren’t exactly pushovers…Genesis called again, his voice echoing once more…silent thunder, shattered light….
“RETURN!!”
The energy coursed through him, brightening his body to the point where none could look at him…the energies that were his banishing his ‘corporeal’ form, a radiant being of golden light standing amidst the field of carnage. And still the power grew, doubling exponentially with each passing moment, century. For who could tell when Time had no meaning to anymore. Ether energy…wave existence…all bound to him, leaving their tasks…to return to their point of origin.
There was a reason he was called Genesis…there was a reason that Sahadune was needed to awaken him…for he was Genesis. Sahadune trembled, cohesive beams of light reaching out from that secret dimension fueling the engine….returning the power that was Genesis to him…
Light supernal radiated from him, energies tugging at the very souls of ALL things ever created…tugging even at Ceallac’s power and supremacy, though the Aura of Creator would prevent him any damage…
This was his secret…Kyuusai had not made a deity…but rather had reawakened one. It was through him…through Genesis that Father had created all things. It was through Genesis that all the other deities had been created…through the power that he wielded was all things brought into existence…It was the force that bound all things…yet remained undiscovered…It was the energy that the Creator molded, that had created everything…Kyuusai had known this…and he had created a personality…given the energy a shell to operate within…and instilled in that shell a purpose…Stop Ceallac Dru’riden.
The voice went silent…the brightening light gone from the raging battle… silence…a complete and utter silence befell the reality, as if creation waited to reassert itself…
“Dimension shatter. “
The words came from nowhere and everywhere reverbrating through the coil of everything that lived….
A point of light appeared where Genesis had once been standing…growing slowly and accelerating at a dizzying speed, reaching out hungrily in all directions…expanding now at speeds faster than thought…quicker than light…It metabolized everything, instantly converting everything it touched into energy…T’was a magnificent explosion…if something of this magnitude could be called such. The point of light expanded faster dwarfing everything since the Battle between Ceallac and the Father…consuming hungrily all things in this reality, be it angels of Forbiddion, Shadowangels or Choir of Souls…all things.
Reality was torn asunder, the choir of souls…the army of forbiddion, the angels, the shadowangels…everything except the Kindred and the Tower….simply ceased to be. The reality was gone, torn from the fabric of space and time erased with the force of the explosion…leaving the tower floating in nothingness….
Omega
To create…one must destroy…to create…the slate must be made clean…to create…all things must be gone…
The Black Wind whipped the rough the reality of nothingness…consuming everything that may have remained tearing all the energy from this realm and binding it to itself…almost a sentient thing…a power seeking nothing but destruction, consuming all with the madness of creation…the anti Genesis…Omegan…..but still it too bowed before Genesis…the eternal Ying Yang…Genesis and Omegan, rivaling each other, yet still never able to banish the other…chaotic balance if it could be named as such…
Boundless…nearly infinite energy reasserted itself and refocused on a single point, in the form of a man. Amidst the Chaos of Omegan…amidst the ceaseless destruction of the Black Wind. Stood Genesis….pale hair rising upwards and tossed about madly in the current of the ravenous Black Wind, licking and eating at the shields around him…hungrily siphoning that power into itself, only to have it pulled free and back into Genesis by his weapon. He walked upon nothing towards the Tower, stepping up to the kindred, depthless eyes regarding all of them. They would know now…that each of them were a part of him…all of their powers originating through him…a conglomeration…with them together now…possibilities were endless…infinite…and with Wyrd as well….
It just wasn’t a pretty picture for Ceallac….
OOC:
If you have any questions….just post it oocly…ill check up on the board and answer them. And see john I was fair!! Everything died! Heh. If they stay dead however…O.o *just points out that genesis IS creation…all creation manifested into one being.*
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