originally posted in:The New Dojo
[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]
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[i] Not if I've got anything to do with it, Lance thought to himself as the paint racked his body, gritting his teeth against the treatment. Anthony said he'd been sealed behind a gate. If it was the same kind Damien had mentioned.. if something of this magnitude came with them, Damien had three? Lance was feeling a lot more grateful that he was more of a friend than enemy to Damien. But Amterasu in an Aldon.. he associated that with something Damien had said about a God..[/i] "You mean Annabelle Aldon. She has something like you inside of her, just like Lana?" [i] Lance questioned, rage seeping into his voice as what the men who had done this to Lana and Belle. Creed, he'd heard of. Mourne.. he had his dues coming. And Salem, Lance was infuriated at the thought. [/i]
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[i]"Your questions... They are infuriating..."[/i] [b]Anthony stepped forward, the air condensing with his movement. The air around him smelled like it had freshly rained, and he gave off a light musical note... Which seemed strange.[/b] [i]"You can't possibly understand... The human mind is but a fragment..."[/i]
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"I told you, I'm not human." [i] Lance said with a polite smile, energy prepared to shatter The Demon's Heart in case shit hit the fan.[/i] "Please, answer my question Anthony." [i] Figured he'd be polite, he sure as hell couldn't threaten him.[/i]
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[i]"I don't understand your desperation... Why must you know...?"[/i] [b]Anthony seemed to stare far beyond Lance into the distant fog, seemingly uncaring or unable to look down. But his voice swirled around like a angry tornado, and it felt like thousands of eyes bore into the Ronin all at once.[/b] [i]"Unless... You too... Feel a pang of emotion... Perhaps... A bond... Yes... I smell it... On your thoughts... A challenge...? No... Something else..."[/i]
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"I don't know what you smell, but a bond is the best word. The more I can learn about her, the better chance I have of saving her from Salem." [i] Lance said, knowing full well apparently Salem had a hand in making Anthony what he was. [/i]
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[b]Before Lance could mentally explain what happened, Anthony just appeared before him, a long grey hand extending to him as two thin fingers touch his forehead...[/b] [i]"Perhaps its better to show you..."[/i] [b]And then... The world went black...[/b] // [b]When Lance awoke... He felt stuck, stuck like an animal... But there was more there... He felt out of place... Like he wasn't in his own body...[/b] [i]"Copy... Vessel eight and twelve are moving to delivery... Are the-"[/i] [b]The voice was too distant... Too quiet... But the second it stopped, he could feel himself jerked forward, a cold sensation sweeping over him as some strange machine pushes his strapped body forward...[/b]
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[i] Lance almost screamed at the feeling, one of the worst ever. Feeling helpless. It didn't help that not only he was in someone else's body, but he/they were strapped down and it made his skin crawl.[/i]