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5/14/2015 8:48:11 PM
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Then you already know... One of the only times I'll ever stand up and endure the pain is when I am to prove a point-
*I jump from my wheelchair, pulling [b]Edgefire[/b] in its sheath from my backpack and keeping it at my waist, eastern swordsman style*
-so are you ready to see to that point, Oliver?
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*He nods and grasps dusk from its sheathe*
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*some runes on the mechanical sheath glow a bright cobalt blue as I grasp the handle* Demon, king, lord, god. In the end, it doesn't matter... For all can only do so much. *thrusting my hand out, a torrent of ash bursts from my wrists and neck and forms in spears that impale themselves in the ground around us* *I run up to a spear and pick it up, throwing it at you*
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*I attempt to duck below the spear and grab at the area where SinBearer is*
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Show me your inner demon, boy. Show me your Sorrow. *running forward once more, I pick up another spear and throw it low as you reach for Sinbearer, trying to stop you* *I pick up two spears and run at you with them, but all begin dissolving into ash very slowly*
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*The first spear hits me in the hand as I wince it pain before my body sets alight in purple flame*
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That's it... Prove my point for me. *the ash spears dissolve into a flurry of cinders, but one in my right hand morphs into a thin dagger akin to a stiletto* *I resume my attack on you, disregarding the new flames, and my whole body begins emitting a strange smoke almost as if it was made of it*
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*I roll away, as I begin to twitch*
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Better release Incendiare quick, Oliver. Show me your Sorrow, and I will show you my Pain. *I dash back and throw the knife at you*
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*A sudden gust of flame pushes it back as my form is completely consumed in purple flame, my form seemingly shifting* "[i]Why do you call me puny one....[/i]
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*the runes on my sheath glow brighter, giving off the illusory light of blue flames* Almost there... Incendiare, Dragon of Sorrow. What are you, exactly? *I form an ash spear in my hand and throw it at your flaming form*
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"[i]The one who suffers... The one who hates this cruel world and wants it to burn[/i]" *The figure dashes to the right of the spear, and continues growing*
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Sorrow. The possible byproduct of Pain, the possible byproduct of many other Sins. Tell me then, Incendiare, are you powerful? *the runes glow for one last time as I grasp the handle near my waist, prepared to draw my katana*
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"[i]I don't claim what I am unsure of..[/i]" [b]Watches carefully[/b]
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A shame that I have to prove my point like this then, Dragon. [i]Talim Impyerno: Severance. Pierce the soul and strike the beings within, Edgefire.[/i] *I draw my katana from its sheath lightning fast and run at you, the edge glowing a brilliant blue* [spoiler]Read bio for more info on this if you'd like. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I know what it is[/spoiler] *Wings sprout from it a back as it flies up*
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The point I'm trying to make, Dragon? You are not a god. You are not omnipotent. And even if you are? Even gods can only do so much- *my form jumps up with a burst of ash and smoke and pursues you, but it seems almost as the body is made out of smoke and not there at all*
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"[i]I don't think I'm a god![/i]" *He zips through the air around you*
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*the form dissipates into smoke as you fly around it* Good. Then you know your place... Feel a tenth of my Pain, Dragon of Sorrow. *appearing through the smoke of the mimic, I fall from the sky and try to slash the flaming body as I descend*
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*It attempts to get out of the way, but you catch it's wings*
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*you begin to feel as if something is leaving you as my blade clips the wing... Almost as if Incendiare's power is waning* [spoiler]I know you'll be AFK, so respond whenever you can after.[/spoiler] With these inner demons, Oliver? It is important to know that they do not control you. It is important to know that they offer their assistance and being, not their control. A man will never fully control a hunting falcon or bloodhound, but he can train to the point of near-mastery with it. Learn this, boy, for the time will come when you face a demon... Without your own.
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*Spasms for a moment*
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[spoiler]Sorry! Didn't see that you replied...[/spoiler] Oliver... *falling to the ground myself for a second, I lay on one knee and look at you* My point? I told you... Inner beings can only do so much. The exact same reason I trained myself to combat them on different levels.
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"I don't need him..." *Uses sword to get back onto feet*
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I'm not saying to not use them- *I crawl back into my wheelchair, arms hanging limp once I get on* -I'm saying to know that they are not your only weapon.
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*He nods*
