[IC] HCL 2: Twisted tinkers' triumph

[Tyki]

@supertinyking

The first time he tries the ball seems to be absorbed, kinetic force specifically being of little use against it as his efforts don't even slow it's speech, it's fingers puncturing the ball before spots on it's hands open up to draw the energy in in the blink of an eye, neutralizing the attack harmlessly. "if you continue attacking me then i will retaliate" the creature says evenly, it's emotionless voice betraying hints of annoyance as solaire continues to attack him futily

[Wraithblade6]

"Erebus. Very nice. It sounds so much lighter than 'Dark One.'" The sword shined brightly and the spirit of Eclipse popped once more into perceivable reality. The ghostly angel looked over at Raiden and Creed. "Hello. You look gravely injured. I may be without a body, but I can still pray for you. May the goddess have mercy..." Eclipse knelt down, as much good as it did for ghost to kneel, and started to ask Iomedae to heal Raiden.

[CreedTheChimera]

@supertinyking@Wraithblade6
"Yeah. That's his name. Don't wear it out." Creed had begun to say, and seemed as if he had plenty more to say when Eclipse appears, slightly startling the dragon slayer. Blinking, and sighing when he sees the strange angel start praying, Creed shut his trap for the moment to not be rude, at the prompting of Clarent. He doesn't seem happy about it, however, hoping it won't take too long.

[Wraithblade6]

*Raiden miraculously heals*

*Bloodseeker frowns*

[supertinyking]

@CreedTheChimera@Wraithblade6

Raiden moves about a bit, testing out his healed body a bit. "Ahh, that explains a lot. Mistress Minx speaks highly of him....she molded my flesh to look like him. Even...never mind." Raiden says, frowning as he started to explain something else. "....So, I take it you're Creed, and the blade is Clarence." He says, turning to the dragon slayer. "She...speaks slightly less highly of you two, but still with respect. Nice to meet the legend in the flesh." Raiden chuckles, holding a hand out for Creed to shake.

[supertinyking]

@Tyki
"Then I would suggest leaving. You're trespassing, and you've caused a lot of damage. This will take months to fix." Solaire says, looking at the creature with a bit of anger in his voice. Soon, however, many strange blue spirits appear around the creature, each one looking hardened, and battle worn. These fighters were cut from mayhap a higher quality cloth than the rest. "..Now you've done it." Solaire says, backing off slightly.

[thewizardguy]

@RavenTLark
The image seems to shift, the corners turning darker, the lights growing dimmer. The white edges of the orb turned a dark purple color, as Raven felt another presence enter the area. A power, leaning through the gap but never quite stepping through. She could feel it in her bones, a steady hum that indicated the being's strength. And just like that it reached out to her, boring it's way into her mind, as it spoke to her. Not in words, but in thoughts. Concepts, gleaned across the vast gulf of space and time.

"The endless grinding of time wears down even the immortal. Not through the touch of flesh, but through the touch of mind. The daily aches and pains, the worries and obstacles. All the things that might wear one down." This being felt vast. Immense. Obese. It was as if she were speaking to the creature's toe, uncomfortably wedged through a hole far too small for it. And yet even so it emanated a sense of infinity, as if it could achieve anything. "Sorrow weighs on your heart, lurking in the shadows of your fire. Tell me, child. What is it that grieves you so? Do you regret your choices? Or do you wish you did not have to make them?"

[thewizardguy]

@supertinyking
As the princess forms once more, the sun emerges. A shriek can be heard, as the light burns Kihaku. Steam rises from the skin of her new form, like an accelerated image of sunburn happening. She dashed off, her speed greatly enhanced by her new body. She stops only once she is within the hall of Ornstein and Smough, out of the rays that harmed her so. Those in her way find themselves missing limbs and heads, a scythe forming from solid darkness to rip through any obstacle that might stand in her way.

Far above, Cosmos struggles with the power of the Curse. It was greater than he had imagined, the enchantments of this land layered over each other, strengthened by the souls of lords. Those gods dwelled in this land, their very existence the cornerstone for this Seal. And yet, the First Fire kept them alive. Any time they were slain, they rose again. Reformed from the mist. He sent his instructions to the other Omegans, expecting them to obey without question. He would need to deal with these issues.

Bahamut launched himself of the ground, easily dodging the incoming Soular projectiles. Taking off like a rocket, he met Seath in midair. Blade in hand, he slashed at the scaleless dragon, his blade wreathed in divine flames. With the force of a cruise missile he struck, ripping through the beast's defences. However, Seath simply reformed, the Gem of Immortality keeping it alive. And so they fought, Bahamut slaying Seath a hundred times, Seath landing occasional lucky blows on the raging God of War.

Voidwalker gestured, as Kihaku was teleported to the Tomb of Giants. She herself then appeared before the Bed of Chaos. Her battle was a swift one, as she easily teleported into the bed's centre. Already Cosmos knew of it's weakness, and through him so did she. She slew the creature with ease, it's soul being collected far above by Cosmos. He would gather them, using their power and connections to shatter the Curse of the Undead.

[supertinyking]

@thewizardguy

The bed of chaos falls easily, but with its dying breath, the area around the bed erupted into large pillars of demon flame, and Kihaku would find herself burning, being revived by these flames, Nathan's demon body reforming from the flames, while her darkness would burn away, causing a conflict within herself....

Seath spewed his crystal laiden breath across the land, the shards slicing into Bahamut's skin, not dealing much, but Bahamut would most likely become alarmed, as the edges of these cuts turned to stone, and then back to flesh. Some sort of curse, turning him to stone, but it seems to not be able to truly grasp him in its clutches..... Seath roars loudly, as even with his immortality, he retreats, leading the god of war to his keep.

Even as he began to order around his fellows, Cosmos could feel another divine being near by, one which was hiding from him, now revealing itself.... Dark Sun Gywndolin enters the fray, appearing a good distance away from him, floating in the air. "You would put thy weapons against the deities? Fools, and heretics alike. Prepare to face the wrath of the Dark Moon." He says, his weapons held ready.

[Tyki]

@supertinyking

As gwyndolin begins his speech, the creature grabs his ankles and starts smashing him against the ground, rather hard and repeatedly until gwyndolin is just sort of in a small crater and a whole new multiverse of pain. "i'm getting rather annoyed with all this" the creature remarks evenly

[supertinyking]

@Tyki
Gwyndolin, now resting in a puddle of his own blood, makes some slight gurgling noises, dying slowly. Solaire sees this, and leaps over, landing beside Gwyndolin. Picking up the dying god, Solaire begins to rush away, leaping over the broken bridge, rushing over towards the Elevator. Once there, Solaire kneels, as a circle of divine power appears, Gwyndolin's grievous beginning to heal by this mystical force.

[thewizardguy]

@Wraithblade6
Alice raises an eyebrow as Mithias digs his fangs into the dragon, draining it of it's blood. The massive form contained far more blood than any human, allowing the vampire to gorge itself. "Well. I thought you were dead. That frost breath kills any living man. But hey, I suppose that isn't really an issue for you." She hops down from the dead dragon's back, as she stretches briefly. She then turns towards the mountain peak from earlier, her legs transforming into large, springlike objects. "So, I'm hoping you can run fairly fast. Cuz I'd hate to have to slow down for you."

[RavenTLark]

@thewizardguy

Raven didn't understand what or who this person/thing was and she wanted to find out. She was at a crossroads with herself, one side wanted to tell him everything but the other side wanted to keep it a secret and find out what/who the creature was. In the end she decided to tell him some about it but mainly ask questions as that was what she did best," Well, if you are correct then that would mean that it is my fault that my father differs so much from who he was then, my fault that he isn't happy, but anyway, who and what are you? What are you called? Why do you care to know about something that has nothing to do with you?" she was done thinking about it. After all, her whole life she has been trying to forget all about it and pretend that it never happened but know she was getting straight back into it again. Raven sighed and said," I have no reason to tell you anything so why should I? It's not like I know you let alone trust you, whatever you are."

[CreedTheChimera]

@supertinyking
"..." Creed takes Raiden's hand, giving it a firm shake. "I wouldn't call myself a legend... far from it..." "The name is Clarent. Nt." Clarent pipes up, none too happy at the mistake.

[Wraithblade6]

@thewizardguy

Mithias straightened and took a deep breath. The blood had revived him, and he felt elated to the brink of overconfidence. He looked brighter, quicker, and far more steady on his feet, like a bit of the dragon's majesty had now been passed on to him. In a way he looked ironically alive, taller, like a god himself, and never meant to taste death again.

He clenched his fists and considered his powers and abilities. He still had his mind ward, his pyrokinesis, and the soul-draining blade that he could summon. Through concentration and will he could boost his strength and speed and healing, but it would be a while yet before he could match what Tsukune had given him. Plus, he needed to practice the dimension-cutting techniques, but even without that, he could certainly help Alice now. Heat swirled around him at the slightest thought. Mithias felt he might be able to manifest those flame wings he had seen Alucard use, but such a beacon of light and energy would certainly alert their targets of their approach. Instead, he let the cold wind take wipe out his heat manipulation and dissipate it. "I can run very fast. I'll be just behind you. I can't change shape like you can, although I used to be able to do that, but it won't matter. You have my word I will protect you."

The two took off to see what lay beyond the mountain.

[Wraithblade6]

@CreedTheChimera
The angel looks down at the talking sword. "Are you an angel too?"

Bloodseeker sighs and grits his teeth at the distant smoke stacks. "Bad magic."

[CreedTheChimera]

@Wraithblade6
"No, but I find them tasty." The sword corrects, before laughing. Creed turned to Bloodseeker, before looking at the smoke stacks. "I was getting that feeling too... I have a feeling if we head that way, we can find... someone. Hopefully. I just want to find a way out of here." Suddenly, a loud rumbling erupts through the air, before Creed gets a look of slight despair. "And foood..." Creed looks around, trying to find some food to scavenge.

[thewizardguy]

@supertinyking
Heaving dealt with the Bed of Chaos, Void once more appears by Cosmos' side. Through her, Cosmos made his decisions, assigning his warriors to their separate tasks. Each would be matched against an opponent according to their speciality, as Cosmos further moved to neutralize this world's defences. The souls of the Lords floated around him, each being woven into his enchantments, as he abused their connections to this world. If he was not stopped, the Chosen Undead would be truly slain.

Within the darkness of the Tomb of Giants, Kihaku is unstoppable. She is a lord of shadow, as the darkness slices and dices her foes. She drains the souls from her foes, slaughtering them with ease. Here, her strength and speed are doubled. She passes through the tomb's defences, appearing before Nito, the First of the Dead. The battle was a brief one, as she ripped his body to pieces. The Lord Soul was then taken by Cosmos, adding to his arsenal.

Bahamut attempted to chase after Seath. However, he found himself unexpectedly transported far below, facing an opponent more suited for him. He stood in the Kiln, the ashes of the First Flame beneath his feet. Before him stood Gwynn, Lord of Sunlight. The once great Lord was hollowed and weakened, and even as he rushed towards Bahamut, he found nothing but death. His flaming sword did nothing to the Dragon Emperor, his skill in arms dwarfed by the War God. In mere moments, Bahamut had slain Gwyn, his Lord Soul being taken by Cosmos far above, adding to the arsenal.

Voidwalker appeared in Seath's castle, having been directed by Cosmos' arcane sight. There she found the Gem of Immortality, which had been linked to Seath's very soul. Raising a hand, she unleashed a barrage of energy taken directly from the stars. Beams of light and heat that rivaled cruise missiles in their destructive power, leveling the castle around her, as well as annihilating the crystal. When Seath arrived he found himself once more a mere mortal, his keep raised and his experiments destroyed. His once great font of knowledge was lost to the world, consumed by flame.

The souls of Lords had been collected, and Cosmos' spell was nearly complete. The very skies seemed to tremble, as great veins of magic ran across them. Those who had been touched by the Darksign could feel it in their very bones, and Hollows flocked to Anor Londo, scaling the great walls and crawling out from beneath the ground. Soon, the Seal would be released.

[thewizardguy]

@CreedTheChimera
The area is apocalyptic. Vehicles of clearly alien nature are crashed into the many buildings, what must have been stores of some description looted many years before. On his search Creed uncovers the remains of many corpses, strewn around. They seem to have been preserved by the strange atmosphere, the toxicity wiping out most bacterial life. The newer bodies wore masks over their face, filters, all that had allowed them to survive whatever catastrophe had poisoned the atmosphere. Some of them still held the strangely familiar energy weapons, but most had been looted of all they owned.

The natives of this world were tall and slender, with four eyes on the front of their elongated skull. They had possessed four legs, each of which ended in a four-toed foot. Their original skin colour might forever remain a mystery, as even in a state of relative preservation, such things could no longer be distinguished. Unless Creed planned to devour the corpses of the fallen, very little remained to eat. It was quite possible that only minute amounts of food remained on the planet's surface.

[thewizardguy]

@RavenTLark
"What once was my name is meaningless, a mere string of words could not hope to summarize, or even represent my being. However, you may refer to me as The Void. As for my motives..... well, can you truly ascribe motive to a being such as myself?" The being seems to muse this to itself, as if even it is unsure of the answer. "Regardless, your affairs are as my own, for all life is an extension of myself. I have seen your dreams, and heard your pleas, child. You have no reason to tell me anything, but neither do you have any reason to fear me. Tell me only what you wish to share, what you are prepared to part with."

The image shifts, showing scenes from Raven's life, from birth to now. They seemed to have been picked at random, ranging from moments of tribulation to moments to moments of joy, intersparsed with everyday, boring life. And then, it seemed to go on. Her travels through worlds she had not yet seen, a world covered in lush vines, a figure dressed in green. A great spiral of energy, reaching up to the sky, with Raven at the base of it. And, eventually, a being of immense darkness. A creature that seemed to be impossible to look at, the very epitome of destruction, the mere mention of it's name wielding a power that could destroy the unwary.

"I am old beyond imagining, and wise beyond words. And here, I am no threat to you, child. But perhaps I could be of assistance to you, surrounded by strangers in a strange land. Simply tell me of your woes, child. For I hold the power to change the very course of history if you merely tell me what to change."