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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/10/2016 11:28:28 PM
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[i] Lance's eyes widened slightly and his eyebrows raised as water spatters across his shirt, sticking to his chest. Now he guessed what Damien meant by "multiple personalities."[/i]
"Hey Brutus.."
[i] Lance said with a wave, looking over at Lana.[/i]
"It's not that easy for most of us.. How many friends do you have Lana?"
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[b]The slashes cut against the fog as if it were a thick substance, able to be cut. But every slash seemed to miss the two attackers both beginning a chorus of insane laughter, thousands of voices chiming in...[/b] [i]"He is going to tire out... We should fix that..."[/i] [i]"This one is frantic... Paranoia perhaps?"[/i]
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"Frantic my ass." [i] Lance whispered, shadows swarming over him from The Demon's Heart's edge, encasing him in inky blackness and solidifying, covering him in a hard shell of shadow. [/i]
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[b]Silence. Nothingness. The assault quickly stopped as the voices and blurs vanished.[/b] [i]"Be still... You are in Seth's mind, Mister... It's dangerous here."[/i] [b]Lana's voice eventually spoke up from behind Lance, her footsteps silent as he had seemingly landed on solid ground.[/b] [i]"It's full of bad thoughts... It's diseased."[/i]
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[i] The shadows dissipated from around Lance, leaving him standing on the foggy ground, bent double with his hands on his knees. He'd almost let Shadow have control of his body. He'd been that desperate. [/i] "Why..how?" [i] He questioned, looking over his shoulder to Lana. [/i]
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[b]Lana was still in her usual attire, but she seemed almost fake... Distant.[/b] [i]"I don't know... But it would explain his temper. I've felt this presence before... I know these thoughts... But we can't stay here... We need to go, Mister."[/i] [b]Lance felt her reach out and grab his arm, tugging quietly as the figures formed in the fog once more, visible now. They were tall, wrapped in dark grey cloaks that shimmered slightly, wearing mask like structures on their faces, red symbols sprawled across, one with an X shape, another with two squares connected to the edges by lines.[/b] [spoiler]https://i.imgur.com/cS8lrEH[/spoiler] [i]"So... He hasn't run..."[/i] [i]"Then we kill him..."[/i] [i]"The girl is watching..."[/i] [i]"It matters not..."[/i] [b]Lana's pulling became more forceful, her eyes clouding with concern.[/b] [i]"Let's go, Mister!"[/i] [b]Long sleeves hid all kinds of features except for thin gloved hands, the tips barely visible. Their faces... If they even had faces... Were invisible, but Lance could almost sense that the two were grinning.[/b]
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[i] Lance didn't budge, hands gripping on his swords. He wouldn't run. These guys had just kicked his ass, and he wasn't gonna let them have the last laugh.[/i] "You can go Lana. I'm staying." [i] He said quietly, a familiar voice prodding his thoughts.[/i] [quote]That's my boy. Let's make them wish they'd never been created.[/quote] "What are you freaks?" [i] Lance calls out, shadows dripping from the blade in his mouth, his other two swords becoming a blur as he swung them around in a fanciful fashion. [/i]
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[i]"I am the World-Eater..."[/i] [i]"I have no name but the one the child gives me..."[/i] [b]The two seem to talk as if they were the same person, the flurry of sword slashes cutting through the fog, but every time they seemed to make contact, it seemed the duo had moved farther back without taking a single step.[/b]
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[quote]Way, way above your pay grade Ninja boy.[/quote] "So you're another one of Lana's constructs?" [i] Lance questions, stilling his swords and resting them on his shoulders as he stands still, mask's optics finding it difficult to look through the fog at the pair of figures. [/i]
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[i]"Constructs? No... Incursions of the new age..."[/i] [b]Then with a rush, the two sprinted forwards, arms trailing behind as they sprinted, blurring until they were gone, a strike crashing into Lance's chest as another slammed into his back.[/b] [b]Then before another could arrive, Lana's arm reached out and swatted a leg away, sending one of the figures stumbling away.[/b] [i]"I'll take care of one... The other is yours... If a third arrives... Run..."[/i]
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[i] If a third shows up, I'm letting Shadow loose, Lance thought to himself.[/i] [quote]That's my boy.[/quote] [i] Lance crouched low in an unorthodox fighting stance, both swords stretched to the left and in line with each other, the third in his jaws protruding the opposite direction. The air around Lance seemed to twist and bend, like it was trying to escape the edge's of his blades. [/i]
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[b]The one left to Lance was the one with squares along his mask, his long sleeves letting strange black liquid onto the white ground.[/b] [i]"Is that all...? No challenge from you...? So trifling...."[/i] [b]The figure rushed forward, blurring again as a blunt attack collided with Lance's head. But this one was stronger, meant to be lethal. His armored stopped the majority of the force... But this thing wasn't playing games anymore.[/b]
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[i] Lance turned with the blow, softening the impact that normally would've had him seeing stars. He brought his blades up in a vicious upstroke, aiming to relieve the figure of his arm. [/i]
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[b]The blade seemed to pass through the arm and sleeve like they weren't there, like they weren't corporeal...[/b] [i]"You cannot touch the flame casting the shadow born from the womb of the void..."[/i] [b]Another slam, this one to the leg as the figure blurred next to him, looking down from his seven foot height.[/b] [i]"Your anxiety builds as you fall... You fear loosing... You fear... My existence..."[/i]
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"I fear nothing." [i] Lance snarled, the blow to his leg forcing him to one knee. He held out a hand, a ball of volatile darkness forming in his palm. It stretched and pulsed like it was trying to break some invisible barrier. Before it could, Lance hurled it at the figures chest.[/i]
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[i]"Seals...? The ancient Lordan technique...? Taught only by masters... Impossible..."[/i] [b]The figure seemed concerned for once, extending a gloved palm, the shadow orb slowly sucked into the palm of his hand as he stood tall and rigid.[/b] [i]"What are you...?"[/i] [b]It asked, creating an orb of its own, this own much bigger... Stronger... More violent. This orb was bright blue, swarming with energy as it suddenly expanded to twice the size of the figure.[/b] [i]"Answer or die..."[/i]
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"I am Lance May." [i] Lance stands back up to his feet.[/i] "The Demon of the Darkness." [i] Holding his two blades vertically and out to his left.[/i] "The Triple Swordsman." [i] Bending his arms backwards and holding the swords behind the one in his mouth, he glares at the figure in front of him. [/i] "The Ronin." [i] He states, power leaking from his aura, begging to be let loose. [/i] [spoiler]https://imgur.com/a/eA4OQ Basically what I was going for. [/spoiler]
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[i]"Trivial..."[/i] [b]The figure launched the orb forward, causing it to split into thousands of smaller orbs that rush towards Lance, the figure blurring along with them.[/b]
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"Absorb." [i] Lance's mask retracted to show his face, his left eye a swirling abyss of black as liquid shadow ran down his cheek, the orbs seemingly sucked into the air in front of him. [/i] "Scatter." [i] His right eye mimics the left, taking on a pitch black color, white, iris, and all. The same dripping darkness falls from the edge of it, and with an explosion of air, triple the amount of orbs that had been launched at Lance were rebounded back at the form in front of him.[/i] "I'm human. Sorry to disappoint you." [i] Lance sneered.[/i]
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[i]"Pitiful how a human mind can be so determined... You are merely a race meant for rotting and decay..."[/i] [b]The massive scattering of energy sent the area into a frenzy of explosions, only for the damage to suddenly absorb into the palm of the distant figure's hand.[/b] [i]"But I... I am everlasting..."[/i] [b]With a sweeping motion, the figure cuts his hand through the fog, the air warping and sharpening until a pale white spear rested in his hand. Then, he vanished, only to appear in front of Lance a second later, spear aimed for his stomach.[/b]
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[i] Lance brought the Dragon Blade vertically and pointing downwards, the steel expanding and widening until it was a foot wide, Lance catching the spear point on the metal. The metal warped and trapped the spears tip against it, Lance grinning under his mask as he stared down his opponent.[/i] "Maybe a lied a little about being human. I'm a part of a race that was old when you were barely thought of." [i] Lance said, a chuckle escaping him as he brought the Demon's Heart across at the man's face. [/i]
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[b]The sword passed through the figure's face, his spear sparking with bright blue energy that jolted forward as he brought it upwards, the spear seemingly reverting back to fog a for a second, only for it to become solid as he brought it back down.[/b] [i]"You seem to think I'm an algorithm of thought... But that's where you are wrong... I am unlike anything in existence... I... am... a... gate..."[/i] [b]And with that, the spear let out a massive explosion, the tip hurling an assault towards Lance.[/b]
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[i] Gate? Damien had said something about a gate.. but he guessed this guy wouldn't sit down and have a conversation about them. Shadows formed around Lance and shielded him from the assault, his form sliding backwards. When the darkness cleared, he was left standing in his Chaos Armor. Lots of Chaos metal, all sharp points and jagged edges along with dripping darkness...not to mention the massive wings made of darkness sprouting from his back.[/i] "A gate huh? Like the seals on steroids kinds?" [i] Lance said with a grin. He knew that's not exactly what they were, but whatever.[/i] https://imgur.com/a/w4slN
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[i]"Your words are faulty..."[/i] [b]A crash as lightning cracked in the distance... Or at least it sounded similar.[/b] [b]Before him, the figure leapt back, moving at an impossible speed, twirling his pike, bringing the milky white blade crashing across the reflective ground... The fog lifting slightly to reveal to clear floor. Sparks shot across the surface as the figure dragged his weapon, extending the blade as lightning came down to attach itself to the tip...[/b] [i]"Is there a point when you will actually pose a threat...? If not... I kill you here..."[/i] [b]The biting words were eerie and oddly calm, ringing out like hundreds of voices talking at once.[/b] [i]"Forward into the breach..."[/i] [b]The figure blurred, right outside of Lance's peripheral, blue sparks of the spear barely visible... But the reflective ground showed the figure perfectly, rocketing downwards as he moved... The ground would give him away.[/b]
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[quote]Come on, think Ninja boy. They aren't invincible, use your head.[/quote] [i] Lance snarled as Shadow gave him pointless advice, eyes darting upwards as the man plummeted downwards. He jumped backwards, avoiding the attack. At a safe range, he called a fireball to his hand about the size of a basketball.[/i] "Pyro." [i] His arm glowed orange as he launched the projectile at his opponent. If he couldn't cut him, maybe he could burn him. [/i]
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[b]A mere swish of the figure's hand and the fireball absorbed... Seemed anything energy or seal based was doomed to be absorbed... And the blades weren't working... Lance needed a way to slow down this thing... Or move faster.[/b] [b]With a flash, the figure hurled his spear, the white pole arm sparking as it went until its entirety turned into a bright beam of lightning, rushing forward towards the Ronin.[/b]
