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The War of the Three

and now we wait for the others. I'll post again once a few others have had the chance to react. Goodnight. See you back in the fight tomorrow.

The War of the Three

Zachariah

The pair of archangels captured in boxes observed their prisons silently, subdued for the moment before each placed a finger to the inside walls of the crystalline structures. Sparks shot out from the bottom of the cubes as white hot fire spewed from the tips of their index fingers to cut through like blow torches. Meanwhile in the sky above, Zachariah's spears hastily changed course. Those that filled into the gates of Tartarus exploded instantly as soon as they reached the other side, spilling holy fire into the endless bounds of the infinite dimension in an effort to consume everything material within via ever growing divine inferno. The rest of the spears defied gravity as they spun around the demon in a brimming fury, forming a tornado of fiery lances before shooting inward toward the demon from every conceivable direction.

The supply of spears continued to flow out in a endless barrage as the archangel remained unrelenting in his assault from above. The accuracy of each divine projectile was not to be underestimated as they all aimed directly for their target with the tenacity of bloodhounds. Should another gate appear before them, they would alter course again to find a path around. Hundreds upon hundreds of the precise lances maneuvered around, shooting toward the demon at staggering speeds. They aimed for his joints, limbs, spine, skull, and torso consistently coming after and perusing Henry.

Zachariah with the saber gave no quarter, continuing to ruthlessly slash out at Henry with his blade of arcane fire, each strike launched with calculated precision to dismember or disembowel. Should the demon let himself be distracted or look away even for a moment, the archangel was ready to capitalize with a severe response. In spite of his seething rage, the archangel's movements were fluid and tactical. Raw angelic combat capability manifested as instinct. In this state Zachariah had nothing witty to say. He had no lavish goals of going grocery shopping behind enemy lines for the fun of it. He had no escape plans peppered with hidden booby traps or elaborate chases. In this state, the personality that made Zak an arcane fool to be easily dismissed were all burned away in the place of a pure and ancient warrior tried and true, born in heaven for the sake of retribution and war. Zachariah didn't just fight anymore for revenge. That feeling was a small one in place of the driving force he normally suppressed to try and lazily enjoy the universe. The primal divine will to smite evil and corruption and strike it back down into the infernal pits from whence it came.

The ground began to quake, trembling as magma and flames churned below the surface. Massive shifts in the landscape continued to rend across the graveyard. Buildings and gravestones sunk into the lake of molten rock, melting away as a fiery chasm slowly began to form at the heart of the battlefield. Miles of catacombs and cave systems directly below the battle between Henry and Zachariah had begun to collapse as the ancient foundations were filled with lava and melted away. The extra archangel swimming through the sea of fire as if it was water spawned several circles of runic symbols which trailed behind him along his path. He cut through the underground, traveling on tides of magma that bent to his will. Heavy stirring motion churned out of the circles and beings of fire began to form. Monstrous shapes swam beneath the coalescent wasteland, breaching the surface with large glowing talons as they slowly emerged. Titanic wings made of holy flames tore their way up from the scorching soil, displacing mounds of charred dirt and lava as they reached up into the sky. With a massive wing beat, a cyclone of sweltering winds swept over the land as the large winged beast of incandescent flames ripped out of the molten chasm in a massive explosion of debris and smoke.

A deafening roar bellowed out, rumbling through the air as the titanic dragon of pure white holy flames was summoned into existence. The creature spat plumes of fire into the air aimlessly from its massive dagger filled jaws until it fixed its sights on Henry with a burning stare. Opening its giant maw, the dragon let loose a geyser of bright flames which shot directly toward Henry from below. The flames rapidly rose in temperature, glowing brightly until the fire became a radiant blue, burning so inconceivably hot it became radioactive. Now 5000 kelvin and increasing. The hundred meter radius of heat and geographical changes slowly grew, expanding for dozens of feet every minute, gradually terraforming this area of the graveyard into a slowly expanding volcanic desert littered with fiery crypts.

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Quick mention, but Henry didn't punch Zak at all. He fired a corrupted hammer of lightning at him, Mjolnir to be specific. Just a heads up.

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The War of the Three

Zachariah

Still, there was no response to feed into Henry's banter. Instead he was met with the wave of blistering heat that radiated from the divine weapon of heaven before him. Being so close to Zachariah was like being next to a star, the air waving off his body with sweltering heat as it fried. The insane temperatures in excess of 3000 kelvin burned so intensely they tainted the atmosphere with a shining hue. Looking into them was like staring into a welders torch, or gazing at the edge of the emerging sun during an eclipse. Moisture was sapped from the air, quickly evaporating the last of the torrent into steam which dissipated in the fierce winds. Eventually the cascading rain pouring down over the molten landscape began to peter out, exhausted by the calamitous heat which purged the air of water. It still rained from the clouds far above, but each droplet was quickly disintegrated back into steam before it could reach the battle.

Zachariah wielding the pike, continued to dart around as a heat seeking missile was hurtled in his direction at blinding speeds. It only took moments for the angel to realize the projectiles were tailing him. He passed a glance at the missile, matching its speed easily before focusing back on Henry. Fire spilled out in a small circular shock wave as the archangel suddenly changed direction, making a beeline for Henry, staring into the additional eye the demon had sprouted on the back of his head before leading the package right back to its sender. Light bled down the center of Zachariah's face as he split in halves, darting to either side of Henry to clear a path for the demon's own missile.

Zachariah wielding the flurry of spears continued to pump out more fiery missiles of holy flame, overwhelming the lasers shooting up from the ornate gates Henry summoned. More and more spears rained down, exploding if they came close to the demon in massive spherical balls of expanding holy fire meant to disintegrate his corrupted demonic flesh. Thunderous waves of force billowed behind the angel with each massive launch of the lances, kicking back smoke and dust in a large series of rings behind his radiant wings.

Zachariah wielding the saber parried with Henry, his blade faltering and flying out of the way as the demon push it away, spreading the angel's arms and prying apart his defense against the next move. The blindingly fast attack that followed was barely visible as it struck through the air at incomparable speeds, sinking into the fiery torso of the archangel, who looked down blankly into Henry's eyes unwavering. Instead of recoiling from the impact, the torso split apart, stretching open to fit the demon's weapon and then clamping down swiftly behind it in that same second once it passed harmlessly through the angel. Flames morphed out of Zachariah's body, reaching to take a hold of Henry. If they managed to get him, the fire would reach out over his body to consume the outer shell of his armor with arcane holy energy to boil him within like a pot of stew, or at least hold him in place for the attack from the other two Zachariahs, or rather other three after the one trailing the rocket split in half.

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Zachariah

Steam billowed across the battlefield consuming the low ground in several feet of humid mist which slowly sprawled across the land as intense heat boiled the moisture forming in the air and pouring from the fearsome clouds overhead. Molten metal and fire rained across the graveyard as brilliant lances of holy flame and the silvery hoards of bladed weapons clashed in a clatter of explosions. Shock waves rattled through the crypts below, blowing flaming chunks out of the taller buildings near by. A sea of water formed in the sky, raging down in a torrent as it consumed Zachariah in a flood of fierce winds and roaring currents. Light brimming from the flaming archangel diminished beneath the surging water.

It seemed the fire had been extinguished for the moment, until a deep rumbling babble roiled from the churning depths. Bubbles spiraled through the colossal flood, swirling into a thick froth. Scalding steam exploded out of the water in every direction, shooting out in geysers as what was practically a tsunami at this point quickly began to broil. A piercing glow spilled out from the boiling waters, gleaming brightly through the raging waves of the sea Henry manifested until something welled up beneath the tides, causing them to swell. Fearsome energy detonated within the waters in a deafening bellow which resounded through the graveyard as a massive spherical shock wave of light and force rapidly expanded outward from the tsunami, explosively displacing the scalding water toward Henry and the surrounding area. Enormous tendrils of golden holy flames lashed out by the dozens, piercing through the water like fiery serpents from the brimming center. More and more of the evaporating water was displaced as the fiery serpents grew in number and girth, snaking out from the massive glowing orb of heat and light that was Zachariah.

Tremors shook the graveyard vigorously as many of the fiery tendrils stabbed into the ground, tearing chunks of molten earth and clouds of smokey dust into the air as they bored into the steam covered land. Thunderous pulsations and loud reverberating cracks of splitting earth broke out as fire melted the dense rigid soil below. The landscape for several dozen meters began to deform, rising into smokey mounds before releasing several volcanic pillars of white hot magma which began to flood the ground and stain the air. The once frozen grave laden landscape had become a hellish molten wasteland of burning undead and melting monuments in a hundred meter radius around the archangel, consuming the area in a harsh drying heat. Plumes of thick black smog peppered with coalescent embers rose from the glowing maws of the many small volcanoes that had formed.

Cutting through the thick veil of steam with a massive saber of arcane flames, Zachariah shot up from the sea of searing mist and holy fire. A fiery gaze lingered on Henry. There were no witty retorts for the demon. Only more purifying flames. Another Zachariah shot up from the steam, same as the first but with a spear, both brimming with energy and fire. Then a third emerged with a long pike in hand, forming a large triangle around Henry. They all hovered for a few moments, watching. Just as Saef's men unleashed their barrage and Farris began her deflection, the three archangels exploded into motion, swiftly darting around in random streaking patterns of light around Henry in a fiery blur of blinding light.

He who wielded the pike kept darting around at a distance, waiting for Henry to try and escape the triangle or turn his back. He who wielded the spear shot above and released a volley of projectiles with deadly accuracy to rain down on Henry. He who wielded the saber charged Henry, aiming to either clash with the demons blade, or take one of his limbs. Shooting downward from the evaporating ocean was a fourth and final Zachariah, who barreled down through the hot air and dove into the sea of lava that was slowly spreading from the volcanic geysers which now peppered the smoldering graveyard, his fiery form vanishing in the bright amber and gold glow.

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The War of the Three

Alright give me some time. I'm writing now. I kindly ask that anyone interacting with Zak plz wait for a couple hours. Thank you.

The War of the Three

Hey I got a reply in the works. But I promised I would drive my nephews to go see IT and chaperone them. Be back in a few hours. Worse case scenario, I'll post tomorrow morning. I should be available all day tomorrow.

EDIT: yeah tomorrow. I'm exhausted. :[

Beauty and the Biomechanical Beast-Inner Demon and Ayzrules

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The hiss and crackle of singed logs and burning earth accompanied groaning sounds of warping metal. An oval silhouette soon became faintly visible amongst the clouds of grey smoke, lit by the dull hue of scattered burning embers. Heat carried on the air over Elodie, subtly stinging her skin as she approached the strange object through the forest, emerging at the edge of the clearing. She could see before her the rather large crater, the size of a small car, dug out of the earth just ahead. Chunks of hardened soil and broken up stone lay strewn about, scattered between the toppled trunks of a dozen or so fallen trees torched into charcoal from the objects flaming impact. Some of the displaced earth formed a mound like wall around the crater about half a foot high, which was soft sinking in as Elodie pressed into it with her heel.

The haunting silence quickly broke and a mechanical whirring screeched out of the smoke. A cacophony of robotic chirps and buzzing rang out, echoing through the clearing as something violently shifted about the smog. Wicked metal edges and curved blades emerged first, extending out into the air like the deathly reach of an arachnids legs. Strips of neon orange and glinting silver glimmered in the pale light of the rising moon, patterned across the large metallic carapace of an unearthly creature.

Elodie's gaze was met by a ferocious looking maw brimming with thin dagger like teeth by the dozens and two sets of sharp mandibles. Coal colored metal plates made up the creatures body, along with an array of long jointed appendages tipped with harsh scythes and what appeared to be some form vicious looking firearms. Rising from the smoke like a serpent from the seas came the monstrosities tail, tipped with burning light and a razor like blade. Glowing canisters of a plasma like substance protruded from its back on either side of what would be its spine. Before Elodie could absorb any more of the image, an eyeless grimace turned toward her.

A sound like nothing any human has heard roared out of the creature. Something like the hiss of an angered snake mixed with the snarl of a lion and transmitted through a bulldozer. The frightening sound shook the very bones in Elodie's body. In a ravenous flurry of motion, the monstrosity flailed its collection of blades through the air while letting out the chilling howl. Lifting a large double jointed leg from the center of the smokey crater, the metallic horror lurched forward. Elodie could feel the weight of its heavy steps shake the earth beneath her feat. The creature moved toward her, and a sense of primal terror fell over her, as if imposed on her by some strange force. Whatever instincts drew her here were screaming danger and death. The tension in the air was palpable. This otherworldly monster of a thing was coming for her.

The War of the Three

Zak

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Blinding light spilled out piercing the hazy air with a brilliant radiance as a small marble of molten white and gold energy brimming with overwhelming holy essence burned into existence above Zak's head. Clouds stirred viciously in the distant pale sky far above, churned into a spinning turmoil. Blistering torrents of incandescent might flooded out of the angel's body, boiling the frigid air into a maelstrom of torrid winds. The intense heat quickly scorched the earth, bathing it in a red hot amber glow. Fiery sparks and bits of molten metal spattered across the coalescent soil at Zak's feet as the flurry of bullets came in contact with the extreme temperatures emanating from his faintly luminous form.

"I'm going to cleanse you...and yer entire filthy mongrel species...from the face o' this existence with my own bare hands ya miserable demon insect." The marble of shining energy grew, exuding divine wrath as it carved its way through reality in a circle of dripping light. Rocks and bits of loose gravel danced across the baking earth as the land subtly trembled beneath Zak's feet, reverberating with waves of holy ether. Darkness scarred the heavens above as the lumbering clouds grew heavy and dense, raging like a sea across the sky. Casting his coat into the wind, Zak stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the approaching spawn of hell. Broiling hatred loomed in his mulish scowl, bleeding white hot fire from his irises. "By the might an' will o' Imperator Deva, guide my flames...."

Gravity around the angel grew heavy with the weight of flowing energy, bristling out of him more intensely by the second. A dull roaring resounded through the grave laden surroundings as the air writhed with roiling might. The circle of searing bright light above Zak's head completed itself in a shining halo, washing the area in a lustrous angelic glow. Rampant flames rose from the earth, flooding the ground in a lake of smoldering fire and consuming the closest hoards of shambling dead that crowded the immediate area. "I take my throne..." The halo flashed like a beacon, pulsating as it began coursing with power.

The turbulent clouds above swirled violently, giving way at the very center to a deep golden radiance. Light ruptured the milky sky, slicing through the atmosphere and pounding into the earth with a bellowing rumble, consuming the body of the fiery haired angel. A rain of flickering cinders trickled down from the sky in the wake of the roaring divine beam. Magma leaked from massive cracks that split the earth, shaking the near by ornate building to its foundations as fiery cracks splintered out from the impact of the beam. A harrowing cry echoed out from the flames, piercing the air as the light spilling from the cloudy heavens began to diminish. Steam and smoke tracked into the sky, wafting of the shattered ground and lava boiled the once frigid air. The heat expanded for several hundred meters, growing less intense toward the edges of the area.

Emerging from the fading geyser of angelic power was a humanoid embodiment of arcane holy fire. Flesh had been discarded, burned away in the wake of molten armor and ethereal flames. The being laid poised against the ground on all fours like a beast of legend. Seraphim wings of blazing might, six in all, billowed out from its back. A tepid trail of smoke specked with cinders escaped the jagged maw of the brilliant being. Long glowing locks of fiery crimson hair danced on the hot gale over its shoulders. Orbs of flame materialized around the blazing entity, orbiting around it in a wide circle. Piercing eyes of white amongst the gold and amber fire gazed out, staring straight through Henry. Zachariah, heavens Emperor of Flame.

In the blink of an eye Zachariah was gone, leaving behind a small wave of dust and broken earth as he shot into the air with blinding speed, the force of which shattered the ground he took off from. Energy congregated in his right hand, taking the shape of a large pure white spear which burned with divine flames. Several more just like it appeared around Zachariah, then even more, until an uncountable mass of brilliant spears filled the sky, shedding a pale hue over Henry and the sweltering landscape.



Zachariah reeled back, winding his might behind the weight of his arm before deftly launching the spear, piercing through the air in a shock wave of force as it hurtled like a missile toward Henry. Hundreds more just like the first followed closely behind, shredding through the air in a fiery onslaught baring down on the demon and the earth far below him.

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