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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/17/2016 3:26:57 AM
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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]
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[i] Lance's eye seals sprung into action once more. The left flared as the bolt was absorbed, but that's where it stopped..the attack wasn't regurgitated like last time. Crouching low, the area around Lance's feet exploded in a show of darkness and shadows. [/i] "Blur." [i] Lance uttered, before vanishing. His opponent heard footsteps, but whatever was making them was too fast to see. To the point where it was kicking the fog up in a whirlwind. [/i]
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[b]The figure tried to scoot back but the speed was too much. Instinctively, arms wrapped around the head and neck while Lance rocketed forward.[/b] [b]The fog seemed to condense in an attempt to slow down Lance, collecting around the figure before sparking with blue energy... If he couldn't properly defend... He'd try more offense...[/b]
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[i] There seemed to be a continuous circular blur until..there. It broke and Lance came rocketing forward like a bullet, all three swords swinging. He hadn't been to that speed yet, nor his swords had. It was almost incomprehensible at how fast he was moving. The seals definitely helped but still..damn. [/i]
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[b]The figure almost seeped with annoyance as the blades came crashing against him, slicing right through until he was in three separate pieces...[/b] [i]"Fascinating... Slightly... For a human..."[/i] [b]With that... He spilled over... Disappearing into a strange grey liquid...[/b] [b]Silence filled the area as the fog settled once more... Emptiness taking its place.[/b]
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"I'm a Traveler." [i] Lance snarled, swinging his swords around his body in a fanciful blurred show, until the steel was nearly invisible to the naked eye.[/i]
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[b]The liquid bubbled slightly as if to mock Lance before melting away into the reflective ground.[/b] [b]Farther off, Lana's battle was still taking place... But there was no sound in this place... No buildings... No anything... For the first time Lance realized the solitary nothingness of the foggy area...[/b] [i]"Beautiful isn't it? A land that is perfect? No pain, no suffering... Just empty space to think... The grand triumph of the spirit."[/i]
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"Can't say I'm a fan, seems pretty boring." [i] Lance said with a smirk, still twirling his blades. While peace and quiet was all nice, Lance lived for action and adventure. A place that was solitary nothingness was a nightmare in his eyes.[/i]
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[b]Suddenly, the air became heavy like tons of bricks, the energy of a newcomer invading Lance's space almost immediately.[/b] [i]"I see... Art is interpretive. I must apologize... I figured I would have killed you by now. I do not wish to make you suffer."[/i] [b]This voice... The power it gave off... It was like a god talking to an ant... A chorus of screams and violent howls that emanated suffering and fear. This... This was Seth's greatest fear...[/b] [i]"Introductions aside... I can assure you I am not usually this weak. I am... Trapped you see... Split between over a dozen beings created by a small woman. At first we were separate... But I loved her... But others feared me... In time I learned acceptance wouldn't come and only she would still love me... But she too, changed... Now... I'm encased. What you are witnessing now is an eighteenth of my power..."[/i] [b]From the fog, a tall figure takes shape... Ten feet in height... Giving off the aura of something beyond comprehension.[/b] [i]"I can smell fear, hear anger, and feel despair... But alas... There is nothing for me to see... But you... You shall bare witness to my infinite being."[/i]
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"What..are you?" [i] Lance wasn't used to feeling inferior. To say the least, he was normally at the top of the food chain, but whatever this was, it was out of his league. [/i] [quote]Way. Above. Your. Pay. Grade.[/quote]
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[i]"I wish I was born into existence with a name... Alas... I was not... Rather, I'll give you the name that my Queen imbued upon me... I am... Anthony Burbank, The World-Eater..."[/i] [b]From the fog, the tall figure emerges, dressed in a long black cloak that hid his entire body, with long sleeves that hid his hands. A long collar hid the neck, and two white rings seemed to clamp into the collar bone... Atop the broad shoulders was a head, a wicked and twisted head with dark grey skin and long wiry black hair tied into a ponytail. But then... The mask... A pale white mask with two thin nostril holes... And the smile. A large sickening grin with cherry red lips and perfect teeth... Lance felt the more he looked at the mask, the more insanity gripped him, images flashing across his mind, the mask alone draining him. This was an embodiment of fear and mental intrusion.[/b] [spoiler]https://i.imgur.com/HXa7LrA[/spoiler] [i]"Tell me... Have you witnessed such before? I doubt it... I am a king among slaves."[/i]
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[i] So he's powerful, and a jackass. Good to know. Lance's head swam as he gazed upon Anthony, even feeling the subconscious of Shadow squirming in the sword he still had clamped between his jaws.[/i] [quote][i]I've faced down a lot of things in my time..but Mr. Anthony Burbank might actually give me a run for my money.[/i] Shadow said in an almost gleeful voice, but Lance shoved it down. That was the last thing he needed.[/quote] "No..I've never met anything the likes of you." [i] That was a lie. Shadow had a presence equivalent to this, but Lance wasn't about to fùck with something way out of his league. [/i]
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[i]"If you think I'll engage in combat with you... You are mistaken..."[/i] [b]Anthony merely tilted his head and Lance felt a terrible blow land on his chest, a crushing sensation like his breath being stolen a dozen times over...[/b] [i]"In a second I could crush you... And I'm currently weak... I have defeated those who think they are gods... The Lordans... the Mournes.... The Legions... Even Mallana... My dearest Queen, fell to me..."[/i] [b]He shook his head, his voice reverberating behind the mask, the mouth unmoving with each word...[/b] [i]"So what now...? You should flee... Flee and I will spare you."[/i]
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"What..are you? You can't just be a construct of Lana's mind like Seth and Brutus.. unless she's actually capable of such a thing." [i] Lance questions. He ignored the fact he'd just been threatened, and the fact he definitely could die. He had a feeling he wouldn't be able to talk to this being again soon, he wanted anything he could learn. If push came to shove, he knew exactly who he'd let loose. [/i]
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 10/18/2016 6:59:42 AM[i]"I was an amalgamation... A creation of sin and hatred... But men under the names Creed, Mourne, and Salem gathered me and turned me corporeal... Then... They used me... Broke me... And made me kill... I killed hundreds... Until I was sealed into a girl... The girl... She had a beautiful mind... Pure and untainted... I was like another... A spirit of passion and purity was my opposite... I was put into Mallana... Amaterasu was put into an Aldon... Both girls were beat and tortured... Broken and left to suffer... But we saved them... And then they took us away..."[/i] [b]Lance could feel another strike hit his spine, a crippling sensation overcoming him...[/b] [i]"I killed many... But I was sealed with a gate... Then... The Lordans came... A family of outcasts... And with them... A shining beacon... A man who sought to topple everything... And he did... But he was too late... Warped and angry... Lana turned to me for vengeance... But I took it out on her... I fragmented and became a trinity... Now... I am limitless... But only in the mind..."[/i] [b]A crunching noise... Something crawling across Lance's arms and legs as sharp pain built up under his skin... This was... No... Spiritual warfare was over... This was blasphemous torture...[/b] [i]"My freedom is at hand... And with it... My vengeance... I'll crush everything... The Lordans... Amaterasu... Mourne... Even my Queen..."[/i]
