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Subject Post 1PostSubject: Does death suit you?[OPEN]   Tue Mar 03, 2015 2:59 pm



His orders should be clear, go to Hueco Mundo and report to the Hollow Queen Ashlei Clixx. That he was told, but...Like always Whites thoughts wandered away and he just kept walking, not thinking about any destination or so. The male just kept walking forth and forth in the dark, black corridor of nothing, while thousand and thousand voices in his head talked at once.

He tried to understand them. Understand what he was thinking, but, after the women had over-filled his head with immense amount of information in his short two year life, the males brains were damaged above any repair. It wasn't bad, he saw more, then others. Felt more, then others and had learned the beauty of his perfected mind. It made his senses sharper, his field of view larger. Whites mind was open to stars and above.

Right now, at the moment, he was thinking about the fact, would his heart hurt, if someone just pulled it out of his chest. The male would want to try it, but if something would happen and he couldn't feel anything, then how he could tell...The trail of thought broke off and he tried to understand what one of his thoughts were saying. It was related with macaroni and veins.

White Eye stopped, feeling a presence of another world. With a wide grin, he touched the emptiness, making a perfect square portal open in front of him. It opened in a random apartment, somewhere in Tibet. If anyone would be in the room at that moment, they would seen a 18 years old male, with pale skin, wide eyes and fire red hair, step out of the portal and wave his hand at it to close it. He was wearing completely white Espadas uniform, that tightly held his body.

From a different room, the crying of a child could be heard. White tilted his head and smiled, looking curious. By following the noise, he found a room. Stuffed toys, diapers and other stuff, meant for babies, was laying around. In a crib a actual newborn lay. It was small, with round cheeks, big eyes and he was crying all the time. The male took the crying thing in his hands, gently holding him and smiling at the same time.
"What a beautiful thing! I wonder..." He was intruded from his moment by a loud womans scream. The babies mother was standing in the door way and shocked stared at him. White shifted his gaze at her in the moment, when a man, the father, stood next to her.
"Excuse me, I had a moment here!"

After fifteen minutes or so, the floor was red from blood. On ground lay piles or organs and body parts. In the mans hand a babies head, lifeless, was. Its eyes were blank and now cheeks were red from blood. White felt disappointed.
"No, death doesn't suit you. Well...Who would know, right!?"
Still, even if his experiment was a failure, the Masked Demon was pleased, that he had this moment of relatively calm mind. Sirens could be heard from afar and he could sense someone coming, White smiled once again.




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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: Does death suit you?[OPEN]   Sun Mar 08, 2015 12:08 pm



A police man went into the room, but froze in horror, seeing what was happening in the room. Whites wide smile still could be seen on his face, but it didn't look crazy or evil. It was just a smile, accompanied with a wave of hand. For the boys surprise, the officer backed away first, yelling something, but then maned up and shot few bullets at his direction. White put his hand in front of the bullets, letting them hit it. The steal and iron mix bounced his skin and the bullets fell on the wood floor. The man grabbed his radio, but every part of his muscles were experiencing pain never felt before. Blood started to run out of his nose and bones could be heard cracking inside the man. This was the effect of Whites Ksetra Pari. Right now he was just releasing it in this room, but slowly it became bigger and bigger, covering more ground. Its presence could be told by the smell of blood in the air.

Police-man started to scream, his body bending smaller and smaller in unnatural forms. Soon it seized, but only because from him, only a ball of red liquid was left, in size of tennis ball. This sphere was made not only from the humans body, but his soul also. It was a projectile, which, when connecting, could remove a 5 story building from the face of earth, with all around it. The ball started to fly around the Visera Demonio. His Ksetra Pari Kept flowing and soon had taken over the whole building. It had three stories and 17 people. The screams resumed, but in grander scale. Soon seventeen red balls reached him, starting to round around the pale male.

Still, being as calm and peaceful, as always, he went one floor at time, until stepped down and went out in the city streets. Police machines had surrounded the building and police man could be seen between them. Now Whites Ksetra Pari moved around him, taking the cars in his influence. Thinking, that 18 blood balls will be good for what he intended to do here, this time he just a bit messed with the cars and waved his hand, before all of them blew up in searing flames.

Done with the funny creatures, he looked around, thinking on how to make everything more easy for him. For some time now in the males mind one thought was louder, then others. It was in the voice of a certain women and it told him, that there is nothing more beautiful, then a blazing city. Or did he read it in a book? Or wasn't the book about fireworks? This he didn't care, because, if the male had found a goal, he was happy to reach it until the end. So, when noticing the wires, that went through all the city, White with joy came up with a brilliant idea. There will be nothing left, when he will be done.


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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: Does death suit you?[OPEN]   Sat Mar 14, 2015 7:53 am



Slowly, when walking along the street, White started to raise in the air, going higher and higher. Everything became smaller. Humans became smaller, soon they weren't bigger then ants. The boy imagined squishing these ants with his finger, destroying the puny lifes, that these insects were carrying. But he wasn't actually that big, so it was impossible. But also that gave space for other ideas the Masked Demon carried.

When floating above the city, White looked upon it all and sighed. This city was big, big and full of red, red light. The male stretched his arms forward, as trying to hug the view itself. A beam of red light hit him and made the creature fly few meters away from his position. His Hierro completely saved him from any damage and even without it, this beam would be nothing to him. When looking what was the source of this attack, he just saw six laser tank, targeting him. Five more shot at his direction, but drastically missed. Further ahead he could see, that five more tanks were coming and two plasma canons. In his direction in the sky multiple howercrafts moved in. With a whistle, multiple small rockets were fired at him. One of Whites red balls split into seven small parts and moved against the rockets. The blasts were quite impressive, but none reached the target.

It was well seen, that the Visiore Demonio wasn't pleased. In this pace he will forget his plan quite fast and lose once again all his clearance of mind. And only thought about it brought tears to his eyes. He wanted to use the moment. And then it hit him. Something he did forget, until now. Dolls, he had a lot of Dolls. The real owner had a unpleasant mess and turned all mushy, after facing a Masked Reaper, and now White was taking care of them, until a new owner would be found. His finger reached in his hair, where the holes under the horns could be found. In one of these holes a pill of some sort layed. Upon crushing it, a faint spirit pressure could be sensed, after which followed something truly frightening.

Almost all sky suddenly was filled with black portals, the same, as Whites. From them hundreds of ShadowFall knights stepped out, all ready to fight. Only few, the newer members, seemed a bit confused on what they are doing here, but those, who had served for years already, kept a straight, expressionless face. There was demons, Arrancar, humans and even few shinigami. To explain what had happened even further, these were Knights of the First Circle of ShadowFall. As White became the Grand Duke, it just happened, that the Archduke soon after that got in a fight with a member of Vizard Corp. It ended in the Archdukes ugly death. So, in meanwhile there is no new Archduke to replace the old one, White had been tasked to fill in his position too.

The tension in the air was touchable. The tanks had stopped their attack, waiting for any backup. The flying howercrafts had also stopped shooting their missiles, waiting to see, what was going on. This actually could be their time to attack, but the large number of hostile targets got everyone by surprise. A older looking knight, he had a eye patch, brown face and black mustache, appeared next to White and with a solute, asked.
"We had arrived Grand Duke! What is your orders?"
The phrase "Grand Duke" summoned something in his mind, making a smile go across his face. It was innocent, pleasant smile, that you usually see on TV, when people are trying to sell you something. After this smile followed a light hand gesture, after which the red blood balls started to grow smaller and smaller, while red energy wings, that seemed to be made out of mist, started to form on his back. Few small gargantas opened across all city, making Whites words to be heard everywhere.
"This is the day, when this city will be freed from its sorrow, its misery. Look, what freedom had done to you!? Those, under the Lady, know no sorrow. Those, who seek childish liberty, always suffer. Today I had came to give you last redemption. I had come...To bring the Mercy Of Slaughter!" After this speech, the gargantas closed, tanks started to target White and others, but few missiles were already sent from the sky in their direction. White spoke this time, directed at his Dolls.
"Kill every last one of them. But let them bleed, I need to paint this city red." No one asked or interrupted him, just nodded and it started.

Tanks were destroyed the first, after witch followed the howercrafts and rockets. From every home pain and suffering could be heard, when people were killed one by one. White hugged his body, wrapping his arms around owns body and laughing, filling joy go through his body. By every moment one thought became louder and louder, then others. Something actually started to dominate and the boy desperately clung to it. In the same time his wings started to suck into the nearby wires, in so taking control of bigger and bigger radius with his Ksetra Pari. Usually, at his current strength level, it wouldn't be possible to cover the city in this size, but with the help of electricity, which he uses as energy source, the seventeen human souls he gathered and his own power, it wasn't a hard feet. The funnest thing, what happened, was, when Ksetra Pari got to the central power stations of the city. Electricity, as whole, disappeared from the city. Everything, even things, that wasn't connected to power grid, lost its energy. The reason for mass energy loss, was because all power, that the stations produced, was forcefully turned into Ksetra Pari, while the Ksetra Pari net, that now was covering the area, absorbed any energy source, that wasn't protected with special defense. What else, all human souls, that were left, after killing their physical bodies, also were absorbed in the net.

So, not even close to those in higher Tiers, Whites Ksetra Pari allowed him to preform things, that few Captains couldn't do. All he needed was source of power big enough to use it.


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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: Does death suit you?[OPEN]   Tue Mar 24, 2015 9:02 pm









Not too far from the location chaos rushed, a man draped in a blue fighting attire snored beneath the sprouting leaves of a tree. His mouth ajar, protruding the most demonic of all sleeping disorders. To a human this would be called sleep apnea, however no such thing existed for some born of Demon blood. Lost in the glorious thoughts and memories that twisted and played within his mind, he made a series of faces in short durations of time. It was obvious he was conflicted by the energy that stirred within the area. However he was trapped in another realm of fantasies that captivated his entire mind and body.

Suddenly the spikey-haired demon rose from his slumber slightly jerking before slowly opening his eyes. To see the night sky above. The dream that tossed him out of his sleep wasn't real after all. He sighed in relief and then chuckled. "Right..." He said mocking the events that to him captive. Though it wouldn't be long until he finally realized the presence that lurked in the area. It was familiar in sorts, though he had never really made any real presentation to the lad or anything. He slowly shifted his way back up to his feet before leaning side to side to limber himself up. Taking a few steps he jogged off into flight, before rocketing off to the explosions.

Upon arrival he grew more and more familiar with the task that was at hand. It was clear that the country's military police had assembled for like of one being. One that had a spiritual pressure similar to his own in taint: Demon. However, it was slightly different, something that separated him from the other Demons. It was no use thinking about such trivial things, as he would put an end to it: friend or foe.

His body whipped as he came to a halt, he looked at the back of the Demon immediately connecting the ties at which he was familiar with. He was disgusted that someone that represented the same thing as himself held such a disorder among their neighboring realm. "Fool, the hell are you doing?" Vegeta shouted ripping his arm out in front of him letting one finger protrude. He could see the damage that had been reeked in the area, obviously at the hand of the one before him. "Are you too weak to fight anyone worth while? You'll disrupt the chain of balance between the realms, idiot. The actions you take against this world are forms of terrorism and will only cause strife to the Queen! As your Prince I demand you stop, or find yourself to the same fate as your victims!" Clinching his fist and bringing it in toward his shoulder he scowled at the weakling before him. He would teach this fool what it meant to be a Demon...










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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: Does death suit you?[OPEN]   Wed Mar 25, 2015 8:26 am


By every moment the males mind was racing faster and faster, planning and plotting how to make this city realize the beauty in this slaughter. In this state of mind, it was working almost synchronized, all thoughts wanting more or less the same thing. Screams became quieter, but with this also something even more heartfilling could be heard, Death. The Silence Of Death filled his heart and mind.

And then it was disturbed by a noise unfamiliar to the Viosore Demonio. While his body was still showing back to the stranger, Whites head, with noise of snapping and twisting bones, faced the male and smiled with a calm, peaceful expression. His voice was the same, it sounded as he would be talking to a lover or a very dear friend.
"I'm just showing these lost sheep the way back! I'm just spreading the Madness, The Slaughter. I'm showing them how vulnerable they are without the Ladies protection." His body turned to a more natural state, once again creating the bone breaking noise. A red line could be seen around his neck and while the blood had stayed, under it there was no wound.

Suddenly everyone, even those few, that would have no sensing abilities and couldn't even see ghosts, now would feel something terrifying, something unnatural in its very core, going out of every wire in the city and starting to gather around White Eye. His smile grew wider and the male stepped a bit back, in the same time flying up in the sky.
"You may be the Prince Of Demons, but not of me! I have only the Lady and what she had thought me!"
If the spiky head male would try to assault White in any way, the Demon would come to a nasty surprise, that his attack would be just stopped by the unnaturally large amount of Ksetra Pari, that now was gathering from the places mentioned before, around White. If a energy attack of any kind, even electricity, it would just disappear and fuse with already existing Ksetra Pari. If physical attack, it would just bounce back, not letting the enemy get even close to the male. Right now, you can say, he had all energy of the town, even the souls themselves, at his aid. After that, the energy would just...Disappear for a moment, before again being felt, but this time coming from the Grand Duke of First Circle. His eyes were completely covered in blood red energy.

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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: Does death suit you?[OPEN]   Wed Mar 25, 2015 9:27 am









Staring intently at the lad before him, as his neck looked to turn to taffy. The crackling of his bones would put a grimace on the visage of Vegeta. Turning his nose and crossing his arms, it was clear that he wasn't content with the sight of this. "Disgusting." He murmured, releasing his torso from his crossed arms. The Viosore Demonio crackled back to a normal standing posture, well... assuming that was normal for him.

The crowd began to grow, though Vegeta was sure why they hadn't decided to run away flailing like most humans would usually do in such a situation. Two Demons were obviously about to collide right before their eyes, and they obviously wanted to be in the line of fire. While Vegeta loved slaying humans by the hundreds, he didn't wish to do so without proper reason. However, apparently the man that slew all these people was protected by someone known as the "Lady". Who was most likely some sort of deity that Vegeta was unfamiliar with, or just simply didn't really care to be. "Are you claiming to be invincible because of some lady? Hah, fool. Immortality is only obtained through victory." Tossing his hands while he spoke, he'd slowly move toward the vicinity of the Viosore Demonio, walking upon the air above the city.

"Now, how about you show me what this lady has done for you and break you of this false reality!" Leaping forward Vegeta would toss a few meaningless blasts at his frontal, before shadow stepping behind the Viosore Demonio leaving a ten foot gap between the two. Flailing his arms he began to toss a series of large sized ki blasts. A total of 20 spheres spread out around the body of the Viosore Demonio. His hand protruded before him his fingers open ready to close the spheres down on his foe. However, first he would call out his incantation and make the spheres double in size making them about 4 feet in diameter. "Hellzone Grenade!" A short incantation, but one that was extremely effective. He chuckled before closing his fist. The orbs of energy came thrashing down onto his opponent, simultaneously. The orbs crashed into their traject target. Though he was unable to see whether or not the attack would land as debris and dirt tossed around the area clouding up the vision of everyone that was in the area.

"YOU'VE YET TO EVEN SEE MY TRUE POWER."










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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: Does death suit you?[OPEN]   Thu Mar 26, 2015 6:12 pm


The Viosore Demonio held his gaze not at the attacks made at him, but observed where the man, that interfered in his task, would go and act. More and more projectiles would be landed at him and still, White didn't move a inch. His eyes only followed the males movements and his body let go a thick layer of Ksetra Pari out-side and covered him. Those close, like the Demon, would now feel a strong odor of fresh blood radiating from him, just before the balls enclose the frail body.

He felt as his flesh was damaged from the projectiles, but that was just what he wanted. When the energy, which Danava controlled only moments ago, transformed into raw power, with the only goal to destroy, his gathered Ksetra Pari took over it, making the power Whites. From outside it would look, as the energy would be covered in red tissue and then split, forming red bird wings on him. White Eye looked horrific, all his skin being destroyed by the force of enemy Demon. His lips again curled up in a smile, as the skin quickly regrew back, making him again look as before, with only difference, that all his top was burned off, reveling a bony, but muscular body.
"Sad!" His lips muttered, before, with a speed surpassing Shadow Step, appearing in front of the enemy and attempting to land two punches at his shoulder bones. So, how this speed was reached? White just combined his own movement ability with the energy gathered from attacks made by the stranger before. The punches, if connected, would work something like bullets. He compressed his strength, which at that moment was close to one in Grand Master thanks from the power he absorbed from all town, in a single point. So, if the enemy would receive his punches, both shoulders and area around them would be rendered completely useless for movement.

If that would succeed, the next to follow would be a kick to his right side, probably destroying his lungs and spine. Not to mention, that the guy, probably, would fly quite far away. After that White would extend his index finger to send a blood red Gran Ray Cero at the enemy, which is quite capable to mutulate the enemy even more, if hit.

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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: Does death suit you?[OPEN]   Mon Mar 30, 2015 12:27 am









Watching as the explosion engulfed his enemy Vegeta smirked slightly. His attack had landed, however as it all cleared Vegeta would let out a grunt. Astonished by the regenerative ability the Demon before him held he shifted his right foot behind him as his face moved away from the look of shock and to a more serious manner. "You don't die easy, do you?" He proclaimed, smirking once more before curling his fist before him in a readied battle stance. Vegeta noticed the scrawny man before him vanish and reappear before him after saying how pathetic his attacks were.

This would only bring anger to Vegeta, as the Demon wouldn't even begin to see his true potential just yet. As he reappeared for a full frontal attack at a velocity that was unequal to his own, Vegeta would let the anger set aside and continue to focus on the task at hand: beat the snot out of this twig and carry on with his slumber.

The demon would release his fists toward Vegeta's shoulders, in doing so Vegeta would quickly attempt to bring his shoulders in and lace his arms over the forearms of the Demon. With efforts set for grasping the target's biceps and chuckling lightly as the Demon's plans to strike him were foiled. Before the Demon could continue to do anything else he'd attempt to press his palms to the chest of the lad before shouting, "Galick Gun!" His Death Energy emitting a purple hue as it gathered and simultaneously sprawled a steady beam the diameter of the Demon's torso. While doing such, his grasp of the boy's forearms would only intensify with hopes to penetrate. The blast would likely tear through that of a mere mortal, however the Demon before him would likely slip out the crux of his arms from the shear intensity of the blast. Most likely causing fractures to the bone structure that escaped.

"Hah, you thought it would be easy to best me in hand-to-hand combat? You really don't know who I am, do you?"










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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: Does death suit you?[OPEN]   Sun Apr 12, 2015 1:44 am

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Destruction, death and the utmost sense of terror were all felt across the lands of Golmud, Tibet. Numerous Shadow Fall troops stormed the terrority, numerous brawls occurred and the sense of an outright takeover was storming the country. And it wasn't necessarily a difficult thing to do, either. After all, the weakness of their defenses were quite poor in the wake of the new world they lived in. In fact, the resistance of this city was outright pitiful to the eye which belonged to the Queen of Demon's.

Head of many invasions, wars and battles alike; the results of this takeover were ones that weren't even worth boasting about in the mind of The Demonic Empress. Sure, the sight of chaos in the world brought forth a primal joy, but it wasn't one her conscious mind took much pleasure in. Was she growing weary of such things? Perhaps. There was a sense of heaviness, exhaustion and fatigue from attempting to drag herself out of her royal throne to deal with such a pesky matter.

Yet, it was her duty as Queen to deal with such conflict, and this was a mighty big one on the world radar. From the confines of her throne room, The Queen received word of an operation dubbed "Does Death Suit You?" from her private force of advisors. Working through telepathic transmission, these individuals broadcasted the sights, sounds and information to Miss Mana Asthavon and brought her up to date on all disputes occurring on the battlefield.

One of the major notes that the Queen received was the fact that there was a lone Grand Duke mobilizing a squadron or hundreds, if not, thousands of Shadow Fall troops to invade Tibet to begin with. The individual was apart of the First Circle within Shadow Fall and he was a Masked Demon in origin. It was quite amusing as the records displayed to her that this male turned out to be failure during their research of hybrids between Arrancar and Demons.Yet -- here he was thriving and causing such a ruckus and making noticeable gains.

Sure, it annoyed Ol' Queeny that a servant was conducting such a large scaled operation without so much as announcing these plans to other higher ups within their organization, but it showed potential more often than not. There was a certain level of risk and power one must take to reach the top and it brought forth a curiosity out of her. Especially given the fact that this Grand Duke found himself fighting against one of her most precious Princes: Vegeta Asthavon. And, from the looks of things, he held his own -- relatively at least.

In the long run, The Empress would put her stakes on Vegeta, but it wasn't always wise to count out the underdog and it was that fact that brought her to take control of the situation and ease tensions among her men. After all, that was the duty of Queen, was it not? Stability, unity, leadership and experience were notable qualities of a Queen and Mana considered herself to have those in spades. So, it was time to take her cards, throw them on the table and see what comes of it!

Thus, without wasting anymore precious time, The Regale Asthavon left her throne and called upon the powers of the ethereal to whisk her away to the fires of the battlefield. On the winds of such satanic magic The Empress of Demon Kind arrived in a clap of thunder. This mighty burst of sound within the heavens shook the earth itself, overpowered all other sounds and brought the invasion almost to a standstill.

How could this simple entrance do such a thing? The enigmatic power and influence that The Queen of Demons held over her subjects was just that intimate and potent. All those who serve under her could feel the vibes of the wicked rulers call; as it brought with it the pulsation of overwhelming chaos, death and destruction ready to be unloaded at but a single moments notice. Indeed, it was almost as if this dormant strength lay like a vicious hound under her hand ready to be unleashed with but a single whim from its master.

But, with over dramatic interpretations aside, this tango was morphing and twisting like a wicked hurricane. The skies were painted a dark shade of green, an ashen mist drowned down into the sea and the loyal servants of The Queen were now seen bowing and giving their pledge to their oh-so-loony Queen. For the humans of the city, it was almost a surreal sight to see these savage beast almost docile towards the alluring pull of their fabled leader.

Yet, as such a calming sight was it was, the uneasy feeling of tension came up the spines of the citizens. As they knew that if a force this strong could end the strife with but a single entrance -- what future did this lone entity hold for them? They'd soon find out as a strike of blackened lightning descended from the emerald hued skies and brought with it -- Queen Mana.

She emerged forth from the blob of electric darkness with but a simple and devious smile. The whiteness of her pale skin contrasted with the blackness of the attire in which she wore and the environment which grew dimmer by the second as it was bombarded by this woman's unearthly aura. It tainted the air, distorted the sense of stability and tore it apart like a dagger against the flesh. And as she bled her essence into the world, so did the blotches of the shadows drip their substance on her.

With this demonic element bleeding on to the skin, the clothing of the Queen became more apparent by the second. From this thick liquid oozed out a black dress which fell to The Wicked Rulers feet. Soon following that point was the adorning of this gowns hood over the face of The Empress; as it even made accommodations for The Royal Asthavon's shade hued horns by crafting slight holes in the top portions of her hood.

Meanwhile, across her neck, the formulation of a crimson shaded amulet forged out of her chest like a fish fresh out of water. And, much to the same effect, floral patterns of white emerged across the front portions of her dress and a pair of blackened flats materialized themselves across her feet. With all of these ensembles, The Mad Queen unveiled herself in her spoiled glory as two large bat-like wings tore open from her behind; bringing forth a hissing sound from the Queen as she bared her fangs down at the crowd below. (Click HERE for an image of her attire)

In that instant, they began roaring with cheer now that the arrival of their beloved Queen had been completed. In fact, these howls of jovial nature were so strong that their strength brought forth a moral boost within these creatures of the night. Explosions of power erupted all over and the pulsation of thousands of demons powering their supplies of demonic energy exploded across the area and it was an unreal sight to behold.

Seeing so many of these hellish beast united under one person was a sight to see and a curse to endure. For, with the combined pressure from their Queen and her subjects, the air became wicked hot, the gravity grew heavier and it was as if they were thrown into an entirely different landscape or planet with how they contorted the environment became with their demonic influence.

And, with such an bountiful reserve of demonic energy in the air, it was but as simple as flicking a switch for The Demon Queen to induce a city wide spell of magic. What did this feat of satanic wonder do? Simple: translation. The intended goal of this bewitching process was to translate the words which the Queen spoke to the native tongue of whomever heard her voice. If they spoke English? The Queen's words would be heard in English. If they spoke Russian? Then, once again, the conversion process would have the lovable mistress be heard in the gruff Russian tone. The world was already a confusing place, why make it even more confusing than it needs to be by not being able to understand one another?

So, with that out of the way, there was n nothing holding Mana-Mana back from exploding with her public announcement of this invasion her underling partook in:

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"Oh my, oh how, oh why. You are such miserable souls, poor creatures of fate and warriors of hardship. We had not intended to cause such a commotion upon your dreary home, but it seems that destiny has geared our paths to have a crash course with one another!"

Now Addressing the general public, this was the first means of communication that The Queen of Demon's forged as she commanded all eyes on her at this point. Speaking with a festive tone and cherry face, the feeding was beginning and The Demoness could feel her element of discord and lunacy growing stronger. Yes, there was much disorder here and like a sponge -- she was absorbing it whole and satisfying that unending hunger of hers . Hunger that only grew more furious and harder to please with each morsel of power that her body ingested to become stronger.

"So, my lovely sugah's, I'll allot you ascension into my dreamy kingdom. You may have what you desire, but you certainly mustn't take it from me. How does that sound?"

With a snap of the finger, volts of energized spears rained on the crowd and numerous demons started feasting on them as the rows of Shadow Fall soldiers starting groaning, howling and screaming with their abilities, powers and bodies becoming enhanced by the sheer energy which Mana could infuse and seal within them with her mastery over the dark arts of magic and the unreal quality of her energy.

"My hand may come with force, but on my other is but a gentle and caring grasp that will take care of you for whatever you need with my ownership. It is up to you which one you decide to take, my pretties!"

In the time it took for one wink of her right eye to finish, The Queen had summoned numerous silver spheres across the city and motioned for the citizens to go towards them.

"Oh, and if you so desire, you can escape this glum reality outright and enter a never ending paradise in Nirvana itself. I've got the blessing of a satanic god on my side, so anything is possible, my precious darling's! Just follow my lead and I'll make sure your hearts desire are well taken care of."

Then, paying attention to her demonic followers, The Queen decided to let loose a laugh and targeted the prisons of the Tibetan People. Assembling the most vicious criminals through focusing the production of her energized particles upon the location of many numerous maximum security facilities, The Lunatic Queen forced a teleporation of a large quantity of convicts to the center of Golmud.

How could such a feat take place? Simple, sweetie! With such an ample supply of energy engulfing these bases, all that was required from dear ol' Mana was to push them in by inducing a powerful force of wind capable enough to send hurling into a series of wormholes that emerged within their own shadow from the Empresses sinister means of darkness manipulation. At the end of the blackened hole, they'd emerge in a town square surrounded by blood thirsty demons. With but a snap of her fingers, Mana gave the signal for those who craved human flesh to devour and consume.

"Oh, and I'm certain you won't be needing these scums of society. Sorry, folks, but a sacrifice is needed and you all fit the bill."

With but a shrug of the shoulders, The Queen gave a saddened expression while still maintaining her oh-so casual tone of voice.

"So your path in life has met the deadened end of death's wall. However, don't fret~! I'll be sure to assign you special seats in hell and tend to your spirits for all of eternity as Queen of Hell~!"

And, as grim as those words sounded, The Empress meant well by them. While her methods were wicked, the overall truth behind her words still rang. Once these poor bastards were killed by a demons hand, their spirits would be sent to hell, and with the observing eye of the Queen, all those marked with her energy would enter the final layer of Hell and be met with nirvana's sweet release in the embodiment of death .Quite a sweet gig, eh?

"That also means that all you gloomy souls whom lost loved ones in this attack can rest assured that your precious families are well taken care of in hell. If you don't believe me, don't worry, you can venture there yourself and find out!"

In an explosion of bats in the sky, a black hole emerged and soon it showed the visual images of people living merrily within Hell. They were in the best shape of their life, had their needs taken care of and lived within the bowels of the most satanic place in existence in relative comfort. Quite the different depiction of hell than what those cunty Christians painted, eh?

"Just imagine the bond you have with your loved one and my agents of madness will find the connection FOR YOU!"

Grinning with the utmost of delight, glimpses of a emerald hued light were seen emitting in the chests of all the citizens of the effected region. These were Mana's particles of energy, and with her authority in hell, the hearts of those connected with one another will surely find each other in the comfort of telepathic communication. It was a colossal feat, but She was the god damn Demon Queen, the embodiment of all things demonic. So it was well within her means of power to pull off such a move. The title wasn't just for show, after all.

Anywho, the lovable prisoners were almost forgotten in this celebration of reunions. So, with another snap of the finger, Mana gave the go ahead for her creatures of madness to feast upon the flesh of those miserable criminal scum.

"Goodnight, my sweeties. And enjoy the feast, my lovely followers."

Red, red, red, red, RED EVERYWHERE! That was all that could be said about the central square of this metropolis as the blood, guts and bones of the prisoners were splattered all over the walls, streets and vehicles that polluted the city. They let out screams, sure, but the worse of their existence was over and Mana felt that it would be nothing but smooth sailing for their spirits now. So, it was a well enough price to pay!

Thus, her attention soon focused on the person who started this whole entire incident to begin with: White Eye.

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Gosh, who knows what that lad may be up to at this point in the game? But, it can only be amused that boys will be boys and that his tussle with Vegeta may very well still be going on! Which, in the mind of Queen, wasn't disrespect. After all, they were all creatures of demonic instinct, no? So it was only natural to resolve disputes with such ruthless distaste for one another! As long as they got the bad blood out of each other, it was all but okay by her!

Henceforth, as she made her ways through the cheering crowds, confused citizens, terrorized bystanders and crowds of satanic followers; The Demoness pointed her right finger down at Prince Vegeta and White Eye with a devious smirk across her face.

"My oh my, you must have gonads made of the most fabulous steel, lover-boy. Organizing this little trip without so much as a proper announcement to Shadow Fall? Tsk, tsk. I outta' hang you by the gallows for that one."

Even if those hot-headed males were still brawling, Mana would find herself strolling up upon their battle without a care in the world and going forth to try and flick the forehead of White with but a gold touch of her pale finger. The words in which she spoke were playful, sure, but they held so much weight behind them as she could easily make that a reality with her power, influence and authority. Yet, she saw the good in the boy and saw it better fit to spare him since it wasn't like he didn't anything bad, per say. He just didn't ask for permission and he needed a simple reminder that such things weren't tolerated without proper notification.

"But instead, I'll let you off with but a warning, my deary. For I'll commend your courage to take action and expand our reach to these people. So, I'll let my sir Vegeta deal with your punishment as he sees fit, and I'll reward myself when you've had a taste of the bad."

Then, with a pat of Vegeta's golden hair, The Queen would give a pleasant smile and thrust herself backwards upon a throne compromised of the shadows. What was she intending to do at this point? Haha: commence a battle for her entertainment!

"Now, you two can carry on where you left off. Just be sure not to kill one another and I'll make sure you two are commended for your efforts. Chop, chop! Let's see a good show now!"

With that, a cackle escaped her lips, The Queen's legs folded and a devious smirk curled across her lips as she awaited to see what their response would be at this point. They surely had many questions to ask, and she would be willing to listen if they could provide suitable context for their actions.

"And if you are gonna' ask me why I'm doin' this, sugah's, ya need to present your case to me and I'll modify the terms of our little civil case!"



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Subject Post 10PostSubject: Re: Does death suit you?[OPEN]   Sun Apr 12, 2015 6:48 am


Seeing and feeling, that his first strike was already a failure, Whites brain acted at the same moment to for a plan “B". Alright, he didn't have a plan, but when the enemy grabbed the pale boys arm, something of a flicker of idea poped in it. This idea was further upgraded, when the hand rested on his chest and the force pushed White Eye quite a distance from the enemy. What would seem out of order for the Danava, that first, his enemies flesh, upon impact, would seem mushy, water balloon-like and when White straightened, in that place he could see, that his chest were a bit transparent and there was just a bumb, like when one hits a pillow. Tho', that place fixed itself almost instantly and he looked almost as new. To explain this phenomenon, White Eye just used his Ksetra Pari, fused inside his own body cells and working together with his body manipulation to further boost this ability. To explain it further, White made his flesh like a safety pillow, so lessening damage done to a small extend.

Other thing, when his enemy made the male fly, the hand in his hand wouldn't be pulled along the body, but stayed in his grip, being revealed to be torn off. The piece of flesh, before he could manage to throw it out of his hand, would turn into blood-like substance and generously splatter the males clothes.
”Ouuu...You pulled of my hand...It looks like I'm frailer, then thought...Should I? You seem quite worthless..." The boy smiled, but this smile faded, when a overpowering, too recognizable presence, would appear in the battle field, the Demon army had created. From there she came, The Lady.

White straightened, pushing with brute will force to quite his thoughts and make them quite. Pain, greater, then anything else in the world, filled the messed up creatures mind, making him just to want for quick death of his. But from outside it wasn't seen. He looked calm, logical, and what is the most, more soldier like, then ever before in this battle. His other arm regrew and the red energy wings surrounded his body to form a red version of Grand Dukes uniform. Eye knew he needed to look presentable or the Lady with white coat would punish him. Yes, the Masked Demon honored the Queen Of Demons, but he was deadly afraid of her too.

When the women spoke, he just stood there. If Vegeta would try to act any way of attacking the male, he would find out, that White had infused the air around himself with Ksetra Pari, and from manipulating the energy, that was released, created a shield strong enough to protect him from 0 tier attacks at that moment. Having multiple thoughts at the same time was useful, if controlled. But this controls backfire will be great, when he will let lose. And so, when The Lady spoke, he tried to listen, understand and realized, that few things maybe had been done not as they should. For example, not a single house was painted in red color. When she spoke about meeting those, that were killed in Whites massacrer, he needed to bit his bottom lip only because he knew, almost no one of the victims will be found there.

And then came the moment, when The Lady paid attention to the both males or, to be more precise, White Eye. He bend his head, listening what she was telling him and in the same time muttering, without words Had tried them! Weren't interesting at all. Tho', after the Danava was done, he spoke also something aloud in his simple, plain, state a fact, tone.
”I apologize Lady! I just went here...Then the baby...Then the rockets...Then I remembered about them...Then I called. Again, I apologize. In future I will let the Lady know about all my actions." With that he bowed his head down, feeling guilt, fear and unbearable pain at the same time. Quickly the male figured to add something more.
”My Lady, I should then report, that...That probably most souls wouldn't travel to hell do to...Do to me absorbing them and turning into pure energy. Actually, I did it with every energy source in the city, that wasn't under some kind of special protection." Sharp “Lets cut White into half" pain went through his head from such a long period of clear thoughts, that his body even shivered a bit in pain. When done talking, the male just let go, in hope, that there won't be any need of him being logical. Now the millions and billions of thoughts returned to scream in the same volume, ripping his mind into even bigger polp, then before. That was the price of his “sane" moments.

So the conversation, that kept going further, was only words and a huge mess. They were swirling in his head, creating the most illogical thoughts.
”Prize...Prized Head...A head for a prize...My...Mine....Mine sitting contest, where one needs to carve pretty pictures in their eyes, while sitting on a mine. One, who lasts the longest on the mine, will win and get a head to...to...Is that a kidney there?" Tho', the males attention was drawn, when hearing Continue...Don't kill...Continue...Don't...Kill...Continue...Kill...KILL!!! Boys face from daydreamers turned to a kids, who had a big lolly pop right now. His red energy clothes were absorbed in his body and the gaze would shift to the enemies, whose name suppose to be Vegeta. White would snap his fingers, before starting.

So, if in moment after the finger snapping, the Danava Of Pride clothes and body would still be covered in White blood, which was left from the ripped of arm, it would now shine brightly, before enveloping the male in a blood red energy ball, which would then burst and blow up. One inside this ball would feel like being trapped in a Gran Ray Cero centre, making quite amount of damage. The reason under this sudden attack is quite simple. Before being punched away, White imagined how pretty he probably looked, when surrounded by all those energy balls of his enemy and decided, that he wanted to see it for himself. And so, the male infused a bit amount of energy and Ksetra Pari in the limb and detached it from his body, so creating a cute, little mine. Of course, it hurt to loose a limb and regeneration also took a bit of his power, but the souls of half of the city now lay in his veins, together with the energy of the city itself and it made him a great deal stronger, then usually.

No matter, if this trap would work or not, White in the same time would start to spread his Ksetra Pari outside of his body and spread it in the surrounding. With the large amount of pure power, that was now in the city, it felt for some like a vacuum had been turned on, sucking all the available energy in the direction of the Masked Demon. This was a thing he was talented in, manipulating with Ksetra Pari in great extend. The influence would thicken in the level it could be even seen as blood red mist coming out of his back and covering huge radius. If the Danava Of Pride would attempt to interfere, a red energy tentacle, seemingly made of blood, would appear, trying to strike the male and shield White. In the same time the Ksetra Pari would reach civilians and demons below and those powerless or too weak, would feel as their flesh, bones and souls are twisted, bend and violated. It would end in them turning into red, and if any demons, black liquid energy balls, that would then fly up in the sky and start to surround the Grand Duke. No need to mention, that a sight of a person to bend and shift into a bloody ball in tennis balls size isn't a pretty one.

Then he would fuse Sonido with his Ksetra Pari and energy, that was now in the air, to boost his speed in the level of him forming after images. It would look like a dome of Whites started to form around the Danava and in one moment the created spheres would be sent flying at the male. Like previously, one ball can turn a five story building into almost nothing, so you can imagine the damage done to a person, if hit. What is more, if these balls are missed, they just stop in the air and return to White to be used. In one moment he would just stop and slowly say.
”V...E...G..E...T...A... Sounds like a cooking spice, doesn't it?"

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