@Wraithblade6
"ok I was not expecting this." ark said, looking upon the aftermath of the explosion and the many people pointing guns at one of the medics. "I was just told that there was going to be a big battle, a planet was going to be thrown at a target, which I think already happened, and that I would be happy. HQ can be really vague when they want to" he returned his blades to their holsters on his belt and started picking up some of the odd shrapnel that had ripped through his gravity field. it seemed to have some unusual properties that could be very beneficial to him
"and how dare you insulted the art of the blade. they let you witness all the expressions that your vic...i mean enemies go through when you slice them in half. there is truly nothing like it. besides, you cant level a house with any gun, but you can with a sword."

The black-haired, golden eyes person gets up from crouching for the explosion that had happened and looks at Klonos. She was really hurt, but apparently going to live. The clones began taking care of her. He turned to Ark. "I have seen more painful expressions and dying faces than you could possibly imagine, and I relished none of it. I may however, enjoy seeing the face of that mysterious being with the iron gauntlet in agony. Blowing up my friends is a bad idea. I wonder how in the hell I'm gonna find him."

Drac walked these empty halls, one last time. As he'd always wanted to. A thousand memories were lingering here, a monument, to what was, but will never truly be again. As he walked, he sang a song....

"All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere......

Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow.......

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very, very
Mad world, mad world....

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very, very
Mad world, mad world, enlarging your world, mad world......."

((this part, by Thewiz.)) Pillars of time, suspended for all eternity, illuminated the halls of the Domain of Destruction. Endless turmoil, wars that had spanned entire universes, locked forever here. Shards of that which had once existed, slowly fading to nothingness. Pieces of a tapestry, frayed at the edges, clumped together. The only light in a domain of darkness, a painful reminder of a future that never came. Heroes and villains stood locked in battle, their faces paintings of despair, glee, triumph and sorrow. And through these halls he walked, passing worlds and civilisations, even as they were devoured, piece by piece. The last remnant of this fallen world. His song echoed through this realm, falling on dead ears, those it was sung for far beyond the point of hearing.

A great villain brandished a scythe, grinning madly from the side of a pillar. A great hero stood atop a pile of corpses, bathed in the blood of the innocent. A great warrior stood among a torrent of flame, brandishing the blade of a demon. A fickle God sang and laugh, a thousand forms in one, even as he was locked down in time, but not perception. A son of darkness and magic glared outwards, wavering on the edge between redemption and the fall. A parasitic beast stood among them, it's tendrils frayed from the power of destruction.

There were many more among the faces he passed, both friend and foe, all familiar. These halls had been carved for him, after all, some form of cruel joke from a dark God. Or perhaps it was a reminder, a reminder of the faces that he would never see again. To keep him sane through the billions of years he had spent here, waiting, singing. Amusing the very creature that had caused the end of his world, buying time for those he cherished. Such was the fate of the father, who had abandoned all for the sake of his spouse.

"Tell me," spoke the voice, emanating powerfully from the corners of the world. "What is it you sing for, in the end?"

"I sing, to remember. I sing, to try to keep hold of what I've lost. I sing for the witch, I sing for the demon. I sing for the flame, and I sing for the insect. I sing for those I hold closer than anything else..and I sing, for hope. The hope, one day, maybe, I'll see them again. Unharmed...happy. I sing, so one day, I can see my family again. I don't know if you can understand that feeling..."
These words, brings the immortal to tears. Memories of those he's loved, those he hated, those he was indifferent to. Knowing now, that many of them were nothing, obliterated into non-existence. It dug into his heart, the claws of misery, of regret. They scratched and pulled on the heart of the immortal, attempting to drag him into a sea of misery. But still, he resisted. In that infinite sea of pain, was an island of hope. He'd not been able to save everyone. He never could. But, he managed to save those closet to him. But memories of those that were dragged into that pit of oblivion, their names echoed into his mind, far to many to count.
Asura...
Kishin...
Ventus...
Micheal...
Angel...
Guldo....
Mithias...
Bob...
Alice...
Eclipse...

That list could go on, forever. Quickly, he shuts out those thoughts, and focuses on the fiend before him.
"...I have one question...Do you regret the destruction you bring? Do you know that feeling, regret, or is a creature like with without the capacity?......

..no...I can come to that answer myself...You...you could feel that..but you were never given a chance..huh...........

......Grrrrr..........I let them all down, didn't I?....... Yes...I did....my own selfishness...let them all die....no...worse, than death...."

Drac fell to his knees, punching the floor, in frustration. Each strike, the ground cracked, but quickly reformed. The domain in which he found himself, was not that he could destroy. Not normally, anyway...but this, wasn't a normal instance. No, not at all normal. For, within this man, who was older than the fabric of reality itself. Or, the current one, that is, a power stirred..one dormant, since his childhood. A power robbed from him, long before this moment...but this grief, and this will, wanting to change the past..it awakens something within him.......Again, he goes to strike the floor, but with both hands, palms out, like one diving into a pool of water, and..his hands sink into the ground, as if incorporeal,..and slowly, he pulls apart....apart...the untouchable..the unbreakable...fabric, of time.
"I'll be right back..." he says, before vanishing, into the rip in time, for but a moment, before returning, nearly instantly....but..not...before... roleplayerguild.com/topics/90409-hcl-m..

@kishin asura

"I..I don't rat out my employers..that's bad business.." The man says, leaping back, cracking his knuckles. "And that, wasn't even me at my best, so don't act so cocky, demon god..." The man then adds, before he begins to focus, a large devil like creature sprouting from his back...but only Asura can see it, out of everyone.
"Hehehe. This, is my demon. I'm called the Dual Oni-Kai...or Dual demon god. It'll be quite the thrill, testing myself against you, the real deal..." The man says, chuckling.

@supertinyking

Asura's smirk fades "interesting" he says "but even if that wasn't your best, you haven't seen how good I am in a fight." He takes a step back and keeps a close eye on the dual demon god. Silently looping his skin scarf around his foe's ankle

@kishin asura @Wraithblade6 @Tyki @metagros
"Hmm...that is tr-"
"You fool, your ankle!" The demon roars, before it grabs the skin scarf, moving impossibly quick. When the Demon grabs hold of the skin scarf, it becomes visible to everyone.
"That, is why I was ignoring it...." The man says, stepping out of Asura's trap, before looking around at everyone. "...I say, if we're going to fight...which I see as inevitable.....let's take it out of the ship, to prevent un-needed death....." The man says, cracking his neck. "I was hired to spy on you all, not kill you all...yet....So, if I can, I'd like to avoid stray attacks hitting bystandards....we're in a desert right? That should be the perfect place for this...." He says, yet the demon growls.
"Why do you care? We should just kill them all..use the by-standards as shields...."
"Well, if I did that, one of them might become enraged, and we'd be in trouble....You're the brawn, I'm the brain. Let me do the thinking....I do wish they would of left you as you were, you were so much more agreeable back then...." The man says, walking towards the door. None of the clone soldiers seem brave enough to stop him, that, or they respect his desire to avoid hurting by-standards.

@supertinyking

Asura walks with him

@supertinyking@kishin asura

Mithias was initially confused about the voices he was hearing, but then sees Asura talking with a medic and some devil creature.

"What is this I hear about killing by-standers?"

@Wraithblade6

"It's something we're gonna avoid." Asura says "at the very least, I will."

@metagros@kishin asura@supertinyking

Mithias nods at Asura and looks at the medic dude again. "Alright I've got a lot of questions and a lot of time on my hands. Start talking, or nobody is going anywhere. Who the hell shot Klonos?"

@kishin asura @Wraithblade6
After walking outside, with, or without, the perfect human tagging along, Dual looks at Asura.
"..Are you ready for this? I won't be holding back...no offence, I don't get paid to." He says, taking a slight stance, as he demon does as well. Lighting crackles around him, as he lets his true power show. His soul, and the demon's soul seem perfectly in tune, dispite the squabble before. Maybe, there was one emotion they both had in spades that allowed them to resonate so well...

@supertinyking@kishin asura@metagros

Mithias sees the Dual person and his demon start doing magic shit and gets ready for a fight. "You're taking up both on, spy."

@supertinyking

"Neither am I." Asura says "nothing personal."

@kishin asura @Wraithblade6
"Hmph...a Two v.s one...not overly fair, but, I don't get paid to be fair..." Dual says, cracking his knuckles, as does his demon..before it vanishes, appearing behind Asura as exceptional speeds. He's able to sense it faster than he can see it, however, and he can tell it's trying to grab him in a bear hug like attack. However, the man takes on the other target, Mithias, pulling out two short batons with eletric prods on the end, him rushing the perfect human, intending to shock him...pun intended...with his moves.

@supertinyking

Asura runs after him "GET BACK HERE!" He shouts

@kishin asura@supertinyking

Mithias too perceived the movement of the demon, but even if he had the time to react to that, he had his own hands full. The medic-type 'human' was charging at him, electric batons swinging from out of nowhere. His first thought was to delay, and he appeared to leap backwards much farther and faster, and much more well controlled, than any normal human would have been able to. Exactly what kind of magic or technique Mithias was using however was not yet clear to his attacker, Dual.

With a dozen meters or so between them, Mithias had time to come up with a proper counter to the threatening batons. Simply breaking this being's leg with his adept telekinesis seemed unnecessary, and so he took a slightly more risky, more fair option.

"Hmm, maybe I should really carry some kind of weapons." He said to himself as he quickly scanned around him for materials. There was sand, sky, rock, some clones nearby, and of course the side of the ship itself. The metal rungs of a ladder built into the outside of the ship looked handy, but of course they would probably conduct an electric shock. Mithais frowned as Dual was quickly closing in on him.

A sudden wave of sand rose up in front of Dual and smashed into him, stunning and possibly temporarily blinding him. The sand fell loosely to the ground afterward, as if it had been kicked by an enormous invisible boot. While Dual was struggling with that, Mithias telekinetically ripped the batons out of his grasp on either side of him.

"There." the golden eyed human said. "I win. Now turn yourself in and confess your crimes. It will be best for you this way."

@Wraithblade6

"...well..." Asura says "...that happened..."

@kishin asura @Wraithblade6
Dual falls with the sand, but rather than being there once the sand clears, he vanishes, under the grains of rock. However, suddenly, while Asura is busy with the demon, two hands burst from the sand, catching his ankles. Odd, how Asura, upon looking down, couldn't see the man's soul....
"Now, Dual Demon strike!" The two say, in unison, the man aiming to upper cut Asura, into the demon's flaming charge attack. However, Asura finds himself pulled out of the way by someone....Juggernaught, having entered the fray. Dual slams into his demon, the two striking one another, ending the fight before it truly began. The demon's charge blows apart Dual's uppercutting arm, and his lower jaw, leaving him burnt, and broken on the ground, while the demon's neck snaps at an un-natural angle, causing it to fall to the ground, motionless. If Asura had been caught in that, it might of done immense damage....

@supertinyking@kishin asura

Mithias blinks as the unexpected happened. Dual vanished, only to reappear inside the sand under Asura.

Mithias blinks and walks over, sharing a shrug with Asura. "Well... ok then."

He looks over the twitching duo. "Maybe we can get the clones on these guys for some medical attention. However, i think I'm going to find some place to continue my practice."

@supertinyking

"...holy crap..."Asura says. Wide-eyed "...I could have died..."