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Date Posted: 22:46:26 09/18/02 Wed
" NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! "
The voice shrieked again at the sun, which was now finally setting over a gentle mountain peak, a complete serene portrait broken to insanity by the cry of outrage.
Kneeling on the ground, his fists balled up and repeatedly pounding upon the earth...an earth his wrath no longer felt to the degree it once did...Ceallac mourned the loss of his power...his ablity...and the fact..he simply lost.
" DAMN YOU ALL! I CREATED YOU! AND YOU DARE...YOU DARE...." his voice pierced the new creation of night, shattering it's stilness..he imagined he literally did shatter it..forever...but he no longer had such power...he had none at all.
Crying tears of blood...for no gems would ever trickle down his obsidian cheeks, he lamented....wondering what went wrong, even as a sudden wind gusted across his body, waving the tall grass to slightly tickle him...which disturbed him such things could TOUCH him...
The night grew deeper..and the wails continued...his one chance for revenge gone as Zenra left with some Forgotten rescue...he wanted to give chase..to puruse...despite..deep down..he knew he would know defeat..better..in a blaze of glory.
But she was gone..as was the purpose of wings...his tattered and torn..only have small down of feathers...as soft as a feather that couldn't even give a paper cut....
He barely touched the horrible wound upon his forehead, still bleeding..but slowly scabbing over...losing the ablity to regenerate as a supernatural being...even his Infinity was gone, he knew a angry red scar would be the only thing left.
Blood ran down his cheek, a pool forming around his feet as he lets himself almost crumble, the grass parting for him...but with some resistance..as if even it was defying him now...even the insects as they immediately made a meal of him...
" DAMN YOU! I AM THE DARK ANGEL! THE MESSIAH! " he roared, his voice going hoarse now..., a small swarm of bats swooping down to send him even further to depression...after all this time, defeat was made by the one he considered his main piece of victory...he still heard them taunting him...the Choir laughing at him..for they were free to enjoy the realms beyond...
He must have dozed..for night turned to day..or so it seemed...as Ceallac suddenly scurried away from a huge globe of fire and light descending near him...he knew who it was....he half expected the grass to be consumed by the great globe..but it did not..it simply embraced it's presence...
" You lost Ceallac. " the voice said nothing else...and vibrated from the entire world..no emotion...as cold as the void.
" Not yet...I can still..." he started to reply..standing upwards...his pride...still there...?
" No, I will not allow you to live this time...I was hoping thruout the eons you would gain compassion..and you did..when you had to face your old friend Anubus...but you haven't changed....Good bye..my son. " the globe vanished briefly, disappearing to a cresent moon as the bottem of the globe was left over...
Ceallac knew what this was.
The cresent exploded into a huge spiraling pillar of energy, Creation. Almost as if a dragon was riding the whirldwind as the beast flew down to meet him, screaming out its desire to wipe out from existance a particular being..a danger......the Dragon literally felt as if the Sun was desending upon the Groteque Angel..
He cried out, his skin blistering as small wisps of smoke rose of his obsidian skin...blisters becoming welts of blood...he stared in morbid fascination as the skin peeled off..revealing muscle...sinew...
The dragon came closer, landing upon the ground even as it grabbed Ceallac..and prepared to consume him as Ceallac done so much..perhaps it was cruel..but it was Justice.
He felt his torso..where the claw was...accerlate in its burning..felt the agony as his stomach muscle cavity dissolved..revealing the pulsating and rapidly dehydrating organs underneath...his eyes slowly melting into a jelly like substance...
Yet still...admist the screams..the agony...he fought...as he always have. Raising his right arm...his only good arm as the other simply vanished into the ethers...he chanted with a near liquid tongue the words of eldrich...
I..won't...di...e...I..l-l-ive..forever!
His last thought, even as he tried to finsh the last gesture within the spell, the Dragon almost gave a little smirk, and simply consumed Ceallac without a care, roaring in triumph admist the final scream of torment...even as the Soul itself became as if fire...and then..was as if he was never born..the soul broken down to million of parts..and spread thruout the multiverse.
The Dragon left, it's hunger and deed complete..even as Father walked out toward the scene..seemingly appearing from no where.
He just looked at the remains, even as they too were slowly disappearing..for the body didn't exist for the Soul didn't exist...
No words were left to acknowledge the death of Ceallac though, as glorious as he arrived, he left without a trace, except with a small spire, not even three feet tall, with the inscription
" Here Lies Ceallac Dru'Riden, Who died for what he believed in "
He knew it was not what the mortals and others would expect..but it was true, and such courage should be admired..but in time, the story would be forgotten....as they ususally are..
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