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Date Posted: 18:06:41 08/07/02 Wed
Every part of his being thought this a prank, a way to lead him into the open for an attack..or someother way to use him...it's been done before.
Then power shot thru him...his own power...awakened..yet now as if he hit upon a hot breeze within the wind..and was floating to even greater heights, sending him to Heaven...thru the Universe...strange indigo colors swarming infront of his vision as he tries to contain it...yet his body remains the same...using his new found strength to will it so...
Not yet....
Wish one granted....
He just laughs, not realizing he was on the Altar, a bloody mess of flesh as he slowly floats upward, in a halo of raw power, fluxating as he tries...and fails..to contain it fully. The laugh echos out, carried upon fey winds, flaring into every mortal and immortal mind as a coming of death itself. He floated ever increasing faster to the ceiling...passing thru it as it parted for him...till he stood upon the Spire...the very top...gazing across the world it seemed...four pointed edges raising to the heavens..as he stood in the square middle...
Wish two...Granted..
So easy?.. SO EASY?!?!
Mortality left his body in a feverish instant, a almost wisp of energy leaving him, as one exhales the air not needed in ones body, he..was a deity now...a God. He snickered as his flesh literally slithered away, leaving a being of pure essence..of pure force...a God...
He heard the third wish...a bright midnight Infinity flaring across the void upon his brow...and slightly smiled at the ring that appeared on his finger...
.............
He looked across the horizon...gazing in every direction, as massive storm clouds..almost like a invading army coming to kill this upstart..this fledgling of a god...yet all they did was whirl around the Temple, in a wild tempest that was literally shaking the foundations of the world..Souls...spinning with the storm that was dragging their essence, damned to spin at the whim of Ceallac...
He smiled, the essence of Dru'Riden resuming the boy form, dragging the blood muscle and sinew back to his soul, enhancing it to contain such a such a completly radical might. He wondered briefly of what would anyone do at such a moment...and he knew...his smile said so.
He singed.
" Dragauth! Anaibalka! Dragauth! Tempus la Infernoas! Samos-lakca...Druninkida! Ridenscala! Ceallacilsikas! ...."
The choir...millions of souls..gathered..and sang with him, his voice echoing all across the world, heard by all...mortal..immortal..even the Creator..as he looked down in puzzlement...and trying to remember a memory tugging at him...
Solasnos Nor Ka, Fallen Prince, Ornilas fortala Dragauth! Dacornidka.....DRAGAUTH!!!!!
The choir, suddenly screaming in undescribable pain and agony, their souls ripped asundered, as if they never were, yet their pain..their final moment..filled him with a terrible lust...He continued his song however, raising his voice even louder..gradually. The Temple itself starting to shake at its foundations as the Sphere of the Multiverse winked for a brief moment.
He just laughed, eldrich enhanced voice crying out the names of the gods in every tongue at once, then his voice drowned out...a low hum echoing...a guitar string pulled and somehow still vibrating...as he spoke in his own language, melidious...yet groteque...horrible...beauty.
It was reaching some form of climax, some beautiful deadly ending, as the cyclone of energy dived in and out of his body, so lost in his chant that he barely can contain his essence within mortal form...wanting to spread outward like a huge blanket...to test his new divinity...then the chant stopped...the music stopped...the song stopped...the wind stopped...everything...froze.
" Zenra Dru'Riden, MyLove, know that while you prowl the worlds as some feral creature.....I know where you are...You can't hide from me...but worry not my lil pet...I won't kill you...just yet. "
The creature looked down to Chaos...and just grinned, his energy fluxating to where reality itself seems confused...almost hesitant upon the course of each move of the God.
" Poor girl...you wish evil to triumph ...yet it shall not come to be..as for your Restrictions..." he grinned at the finished sentence...the Temple itself simply ceasing to exist..along with the God...as he sends himself and the temple spiraling thru realities and time itself..the best hiding place as he hid in time...dimensions...a Temple flying thru the air of thousands of dimensions...thousands of time periods....
His presence was gone completly from the present...except for one thing....a new constellation.....
A Infinity.
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