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Post by citizenmike on Jun 2, 2010 11:32:29 GMT -5
In an area kept away from the eyes of the residents and the mindless. This is an area that inhabits every space in the city; all sides, all corners, and all heights. Only the chosen, the entity and God have access to his realm within a realm.
It is covered in darkness, while a bright light that radiates from above and bellow shows the city.
Veronica stormed into Animus' lair. Carrying her child in her arms, she wore a mask of anger and confusion. Standing before the throne, Animus turned towards her and said, "I know of Myzrael's return.".
"I'm sure you do.", Veronica scoffed.
"Myzreal is just as angry and confused as you are. We've become the outlet for his anger, much of which is directed towards himself, more than anyone.".
"I don't care about that.", Veronica said. "You knew it, and you saw what happened out there. More than anyone else, you could have stopped it. You didn't even have to lift a finger. All you had to was wish, and in an instant, he would have went away... And non of this would have happened.".
Animus rose from the throne and walked towards Veronica. "If only you could understand.". Animus paused. "I suggest you seek shelter now. He is on his way, I don't know know how, but I sense his presence close.".
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Post by sacredrapture on Jun 9, 2010 11:31:42 GMT -5
Myzrael navigated the dimensional rifts and barriers that protected him from his goal. At his mental command, 3 Hierophant class summons surrounded him, each casting the spell their summoner programmed each to do. Their staffs glowed, and Myzrael shimmered.
'Almost there' he said to himself. His hand brushed past the sword at his hilt.
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Post by citizenmike on Jun 9, 2010 11:40:24 GMT -5
"This isn't over.", Veronica growled as she faded away.
Animus returned to his throne and waited. He was going to be patient with Myzrael. There was always something to cease from the aftermath of unwarranted destruction. But still, it plagued him as we he waited for the angel. He could have done something. Sara was not harmed, her powers were growing tremendously, but still nevertheless. Something could have been done
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Post by sacredrapture on Jun 9, 2010 12:08:37 GMT -5
A cut appeared seemingly in midair through space, and Myzrael burst forth with his summons, sheathing his sword. He had cut through the dimensional rift, and he stood in front of Animus.
'Well well well' Myzrael said, clapping his hands while slowly advancing towards Animus.
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Post by citizenmike on Jun 9, 2010 12:15:30 GMT -5
"Myzrael.", Animus spoke, sitting on his throne. "After thirty four long years held in bondage and captivity, my first encounter is against a lunatic. A dark angel bent on destroying a world that's already quite dead to begin with... All this to find the sanctity he so proudly rejects. If you only gave yourself the allowance, perhaps by putting your trust and your faith among the beings around you, you would not have to resort to this. But forgive me, I'm being quite presumptuous.".
Animus rose from his throne and walked around the being. "I know where this will lead to. But for the sake of the souls in this plane, I must know why.".
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Post by sacredrapture on Jun 9, 2010 12:24:24 GMT -5
'Presumptious? Foolish is more like it.' Myzrael said, rising into the air, electricity crackling around him. The summons stayed on the ground, motionless.
'I am not JUST the dark angel youve been monitoring. I am so much more, now. I am a god. And being a god..' he trailed off, a manic look in his eyes as he stared at Animus.
He thrust his hand forward, and a wave of force rippled towards Animus, smashing him off his feet and crushing him into the wall several yards behind him.
'There can only be one!' Myzrael shouted as he lunged, unsheathing his sword and rushing to Animus at inhuman speed.
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Post by citizenmike on Jun 9, 2010 12:29:13 GMT -5
Animus looked at Myzrael and asked, "What in the world made you a god?". With those words, Animus vanished.
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Post by sacredrapture on Jun 9, 2010 12:35:02 GMT -5
Myzrael scanned the area, his sword at the ready. The katana's blade shone, but didnt move. Myzrael was waiting.
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Post by citizenmike on Jun 9, 2010 12:43:52 GMT -5
A force appeared before Myzreal and stuck him hard across the chest, sending him falling over. In time, Animus appeared before the dark angel and opened out his hand. Darkness surrounded the beings as a flash of light began to overcome them. Soon, they found themselves inside the bathroom of a truck stop. The walls wailed with endless tears as the murrors flashed the image of what could have been: a peaceful and restful sleep in bed, beside a woman, Sam Dillon's wife.
Animus and Myzreal were in the center of Sam Dillon's eternal nightmare: a rape he commited not long prior to his arrival in the city. Opening a stall door was the sight of Sam Dillion, drunken, bitter, and horny. Raping a young girl, a cocktail waitress named Tori. This moment of pleasure caused his half a lifetime of guilt, remorse, and suffering that plauged him up until the moment he lost his mind to Animus. This is what he see's each waking minute, this is what he feels: a bittersweet sting that never ends... And this is what Myzrael was feeling.
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Post by sacredrapture on Jun 9, 2010 12:55:05 GMT -5
Myzrael only had to shut his eyes, and the world swirled around them. In an instant, they were back to the domain of Animus as they were earlier.
'I am not human, so I am not privy to your mindgames, nor emotional trickery.' Myzrael said as he smiled.
He sliced his sword upwards, in a clean solid movement. The speed caused the air to shake, as millions of what looked like tiny slices connected with Animus' body, shredding his torso and his clothes, with a sickening sound. A followup slice to the midsection physically hit Animus, smashing him sideways into another wall. Myzraels' eyes shone scarlet, and black flames engulfed the form of the Animus through the dust of the debris.
Myzrael then composed himself, and glanced over to where his opponent lay.
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Post by citizenmike on Jun 9, 2010 13:03:56 GMT -5
"Just what do you think I am, Myzrael?", Animus spoke, shaking as he tended to his wounds. It was his realm. This is the site he governed and knew well. And here was a foreigner coming in with a path of destruction, without a care for his consequence. And the notion that Animus once housed this being wounded him more than any amount of physical torment.
"I have shown you what will come if you destroy me and court my throne. Your lack of any emotion or regard is appalling... What will you do once you've gained control. If you really are a God, then you will suffice me on an answer because the existence of any God relies on belief and emotion. Without those two things moral constructs, your kind would have no reason to exist.".
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Post by sacredrapture on Jun 9, 2010 13:11:08 GMT -5
'Gods need not explain themselves. Everything in the world and universe is at their beck and call. If I will destruction, the ultimate ruination of this world it will happen. It is only your power that defies my will in this plane. I do not need emotion. And I do not need people to believe in me. What I need is my vengeance, my sweet vengeance, for when i purge this city of its inhabitants only then will I be satiated!' Myzrael said, emotionless.
'My plans for you need no explanation. Be content in the fact that this world will perish and you will be able to watch as I bring everyone to the sublime end of their existence'.
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Post by citizenmike on Jun 9, 2010 13:19:21 GMT -5
"And then what?", Veronica spoke.
"Veronica...", Animus grunted as he cralwed over. "Leave."
"No.", Veronica said turning her head. "Whatever this place might be to you. It's home to me. And I don't expect you to take that, but I for one am deeply offended that you think that you can come here, after a long absence, and take advantage of the souls around you. No one's ever had the gal to stand up to you, Myzrael. And that's because they felt the unneeded scorn you held for them. And you used that, you used that. And you got what you wanted from people, from beings... And that's disgusting.".
Veronica pressed forward and slapped Myzrael across the cheek. "Go ahead. Do you what you want to me! Do it. I'm already here.".
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Post by sacredrapture on Jun 9, 2010 13:26:27 GMT -5
'It is beyond your god to understand my intentions here, what makes you think a simple human like yourself would understand? No, killing you would be too easy.' Myzrael said, turning to face Veronica after the slap.
Veronicas body turned rigid, and she rose into the air. The ground below her formed into a hole, and he dropped her into it, closing it when she was halfway through it, and turned her so she was facing Animus.
'I know what you cherish most. Now please allow me the pleasure of taking it away from you' He said, as he brushed by her and walked over to Animus. The three summons moved immediately, forming a triangle around Animus. Myzrael then shoved his sword into the fallen Gods chest, and it immediately started to glow.
'Your powers will be sealed, fallen god. And I shall make sure this world will be mine as a result.'
The summons clasped their hands, and a pyramid formed over the two gods.
'Now, behold my ascension to my destiny!' Myzrael shouted, as Animus' body dissipated, forming into three orbs that were absorbed into each of the three summons. They then disappeared.
'What will you do now, foolish human?' Myzrael said, not turning to face Veronica. His wings opened wide, and then disappeared.
'Your god is gone'.
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Post by citizenmike on Jun 9, 2010 13:46:55 GMT -5
Veronica arched her head back and opened her mouth. Slowly, two small hands began to crawl itself out of Veronica's mouth, further pushing her body apart. Eventually, the hands pried Veronica's body apart and from that, emerged little Sara, two years younger from when this story began.
Crawling off Veronica's body and Sara opened a portal, and from the portal, emerged Veronica. Quickly, Veronica rushed to her knees and and embraced the child, tearing, "I am so sorry I had you do that, sweetie. You were our only chance...".
Sara wrapped her arms around Veronica's neck and said, "Its what I wanted, Mommy.".
"We have no time to waist. We must summon the others.". Closing her eyes, Veronica called out to Seliece.
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