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6/4/2016 2:10:14 PM
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[i]He is a mere pawn, just like everyone else. Tzeentchs grand scheme has everyone entertwined...rather they want it or not. Nothing can resist him..Except for Nurgle but that was pure chance..He already lost the game..The Game of Life and Death. Even I submitted to his scheme. But alas it was the plan. Everyone lost the game. [b]The Lord of Fate is ever looming the strings of fate. Now I must go, and finish what I once started.[/b][/i]
Feryun was fully awake now, he held the sword in his right hand and he walked the steps.
[spoiler]mfw Noiratrom just had the truth revealed to him. That's why he also kept the mark.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]so he wants to kill Noir?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]But if were going to do this Either one of us can make a new post. I want this to be epic as fuk.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Well yeah. and Tzeentch basically gave him the A-Ok back on the bloodwrath. It was a prediction but we didn't know when.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]well then. Rip.[/spoiler] Through the mark, Noiratrom could tell of Feryun's intentions. His mission to assassinate him. The Mark on Feryun's hand began to burn, searing into his flesh. The pain was so great that it made the sorcerer drop his sword and fall to his knees. The suffering of betrayal burned throughout his body, embering him to his very core, rending his flesh asunder. There was nothing he could do. His powers were blocked by the mark. Not even his precious Tzeentch could save him. All the lord of change could do was watch as his Sorcerer died in vain, with a pain that would have made even Slaanesh turn away in disgust. The Sorcerer's soul poured through the burning pores of his skin and into the air, to be absorbed by Noiratrom, adding to his power yet again. Of the mighty Feryun, all that remained was an ashen statue at the entrance of the palace, on his knees. Blown by a soft wind, the ashes fell apart and spread out, empty. His soul had been consumed by the chaos lord. The same fate came of his sword. The souls it had swallowed now belonged to Noiratrom, adding to his ever increasing power. [spoiler]shouldn't have let yourself get marked.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]You do realize Feryun traded his soul to be Sorcerer right? Tzeentch already plucked the soul from him long before all this happened. Feryuns not coming back though. You can have his Sorceries and power but his soul has been Tzeentchs.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]alright, fair enough. Just wasn't sure about the soul thing lol[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah that's the only thing that I had to mention. Honestly this could have turned into a albeit unfair duel if Feryun cut off his hand. He would have lost either way.[/spoiler]
