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Subject Post 1PostSubject: The Crimson Skies Of Vestmannaeyjar [Iceland Conflict Event]   Tue Nov 17, 2015 3:38 pm




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The time is currently 6:50 PM in Vestmannaeyjar , Iceland. This is a smaller island off the shore of Iceland southern lands. It is surrounded by a black dome and the objective is to get pass Shadow Fall's defenses. Therefore, the thread will be taking place on the shores of Vestmannaeyjar. It will be snowing and there is a crimson sky and black moon out tonight. So, have fun and venture forth.

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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: The Crimson Skies Of Vestmannaeyjar [Iceland Conflict Event]   Tue Nov 17, 2015 4:58 pm







Everything had been going smoothly on his leaving of Iceland, he'd remained invisible for the most part. It wasn't till it happened, everything turned back and that was when he felt it. A feeling like his entire body was falling into darkness, sinking into the darkest realms imaginable. Everything felt bleak and empty, a wet feeling around his hands. Nothing felt like he could see it, everything felt wrong. Screams echoed in his ears as he slowly brought the hands to the side of his head, trying to silence them. He awoke his hands sliding down to his side as he looked at them, blood was all over them. A massive energy blast had been fired breaking the field around the city. It was a cero of massive portions, capable of almost destroying a city. However the field blocked it and took the blow, the crack allowed what it was to come in. Around his frame he saw dead bodies, his mind raced as he breathed heavily. Where was this place, it didn't look like Hueco Mundo. Had he not even gotten out of this place yet, murderous intent was in the air. It was so thick that you could feel the blades going along your spine. This wasn't just a blood thirst, it was a hate almost of life anger beyond reason. What was going on, his eyes focused finally. Blood stained his hands to the finger nails, he'd been killing people? But he didn't remember doing that, it was then he looked around. He felt a hollow like energy in the air, something almost choking it. This was a Vasto Lorde's power that could be felt for several miles around. He saw a child who'd been slain in the senseless slaughter, she wasn't someone important. He'd killed innocent life, their was only one answer. He had to die before it came out any further, he struggled to bring his hand up to his neck. He could sever his head easily, but he felt the hand stop moving. His body wasn't listening completely, how much control was gone from his? His eyes stared around defenders were beaten. Large holes punched through their chests, the sky above the city was a crimson mask.

His hand fell back to his side as he remained, not even noticing it. A crater in the middle of the city leveled most the area. No signs of kido based moves, it appeared this was pure cero work. It wasn't small either, evidence of a hollow was clear here. He stood to his feet slowly, walking from the area surrounded by corpses. Everything was quiet in this town, alarms were going off as it seemed an unseen enemy came in. He walked past scene after scene seeing carnage of a scale he'd forgotten long ago. He found his way inside of a stone building, slowly slinking his form to the back of it. He found a chair and sat down slowly. His eyes staring outwards as he went to move and fell out of the chair. His hands were shaking in fear, trembling of what was going to come next. Would he black out again and awaken under poor circumstances? He'd killed so many people, the death toll what was it here? He couldn't possibly know that as he stared at the blood. "I don't want to lose, not here...I don't want to do this.." It was strange as his feral instincts came more and more clear. On his facial features it was evident changes happened, the white area of his eyes were black. A evil glowing gold color filled the iris itself, making it appear menacing. He slowly brought a piece of metal up, his hands dropped the object now. He sighed as he glanced at those blood soaked hands. It seemed time wasn't on his side anymore, he could hear voices coming towards him. They were protectors of this place, he had to get a message to them. "Get....them out of here...I can't hold it back much longer..GET THOSE CIVILIANS OUT OF HERE!" It was a yell that seemed almost bestial as he growled somewhat. He couldn't hear his Zanpakutō, of course he couldn't hear it anymore. He was in the middle of becoming some abomination between a Vasto Lorde and Shinigami. His father would never forgive him, he broke their laws.

He felt the body begin to move, it happened again everything became dark for a minute. It was like being sucked in again, all conscious thought faded as they came to the stone building. He awoke to a horror again his eyes shaking as he fell back against the wall. His hand releasing what was in it's grasp, a female warrior young fell to the ground dead. Her neck snapped with one hand, it was too much. How much more would he endure this, he couldn't remember entering this place. His eyes scanned around, many were impaled on spikes left to die in agony. He saw horror and shocked looks on their faces. Did he dare look at metal again and see what sort of monster he was becoming. He shouldn't of tried to handle it alone, he should of had his father kill him right that moment. His chest hurt and he couldn't tell what came next, but whatever it was. They'd better of been sending someone good, his eyes looked lost as he felt a pressure building. Maybe just maybe they'd send someone strong enough to kill him. He didn't want to cease to exist, but he could not let this monster go unchecked. He waited in the stone building, his eyes looking to the blood that stained the stone floors and walls now. A crimson painting across it all within the building.



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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: The Crimson Skies Of Vestmannaeyjar [Iceland Conflict Event]   Fri Nov 20, 2015 1:20 am




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This seemed like forever but the hell demon was portal jumping to the next target because Shadowfall wanted grand results. Zaine Kil'Jaeden didn't want to screw this up after his rage of being a mad demon the guy had a new least on life it felt like something was restored in him. Khala Asthavon was the one who allowed his life back getting all the madness out of him and she allowed him into her family and like a good family member. He wanted to prove himself to become a higher level then Mana or anyone else yet demon king wasn't enough for him. "This is the law of demons. The only thing that can defeat power is more power and the thing I want is becoming a deveta. To be a powerful Asthavon like Khala, I shall work upon that" He thought.

The hell demon felt badly about leaving Christopher Seiger into guarding the place knowing the enemy they might make quick work of her real badly. The demon general of his fallen army had to watch the horror of his army teammates get slaughtered by an archangel iramasha but the hell demon was prepared to take steps. Perfect Trinity wasn't set yet the hell demon had things that might have the power to set one thing was missing though an angel iramasha's blood. Zaine thought that might be impossible unless he fights Vandesdelca again and this time it would have to be a better fight then last time if only he had his demon mad body. Kakeru did have to kill him it will take a long time for him to revive himself but something didn't feel right about it well something was off about this Khalaism. He didn't know what the fuck it was but the hell demon accomplished one part of mission and continuing on to the second part but he got something done. The hell demon managed to takeover a part of land for Shadowfall the question was will his troops be able well his remaining troops be able enough to keep it. But the mad demon was out of an army the demon needed some better necro henchmen like before finding stronger replacements was going to be difficult.

He didn't want to grave robbing maybe finding some better recruits within the endless soul plane that might work better then before. But time will tell if he can find the right people but back to the mission at hand the demon finally was back at full strength. He quickly teleports to Vestmannaeyjar and find someone in unfamiliar territory and he wonders who his next opponent be after his last fight. Zaine thought this time no more tricks this was all about proving himself as a demon warrior this time without the madness driving him wild. He saw some civilians starting to flee the area and then this was a good place to start with his new warhammer the demon started his killings. With one violent swing of the hammer, Zaine managed to rip the heads off of two people in a single blow as people started screaming and others yelling for help. Now this was a start violence to bring out an opponent just how many weaklings did the demon need to kill in order to bring a worthy one out. Maybe more needed to die for heroes to show up that was too bad just more human victims for the demon to hunt and destroy. He continued killing some more fleeing people with his newly created warhammer the blood of others was his friend. "Three little pigs we all know how that goes but so many piggies and me being the big bad wolf with a weapon to destroy many piggies like the seventy piggies. I huff and puff and slaughtered them into dogfood but let see you piggies big bad brick house. Only this time we see if you survive like the pig did in the famous storybook" Zaine said.

He started hunting more civilians waiting for their champion or their hero to arrive so he could have a good fight.



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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: The Crimson Skies Of Vestmannaeyjar [Iceland Conflict Event]   Thu Dec 03, 2015 8:09 am




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An ever growing darkness plagued the land. Evil and malice ran through Iceland like a flood, consuming everything in its malefic current. The results of war flourished without end, fury, despair, and dread coursing through the blood of many damned souls that infested the country. The turn out in this blood-stained conflict was far more grand than most, the death toll rising with each second and the sanity of soldiers ripped away from their minds in the middle of it. Children, entire cities and countless pawns were all reduced to ash in the fire of chaos. Any second; one could find their life stripped from them...or even worse, their identity lost in the abyss of madness. One such case garnered the attention of a creature not of this world. The crimson night would only draw more nefarious power under its weight and the psyche of thousands would be crippled for years to come.

It was time like this that the world needed heroes. Selfless souls that were able to conjure the will to break through the most unlikely odds and shed some light on the consuming shadows. Many of their kind had come here in an effort to liberate the land from Hell's clawed grasp, but in that venture, many lost their path. The anger and malice of a few that came here with the most just intentions mixed with the hoard of vile intent brought about by the monsters in this hell. It was at times like these where things were at their worst for those that affiliated with light that they needed a rallying beacon, something to stir them to make one unending effort toward their ambitions and cast away the building evil that flowed like fog in the air.

Such a thing wouldn't come though. In fact, quite the opposite for one unfortunate man undergoing a personal crisis the likes of which few even knew of. It was that contorting presence, the feeling of one fighting with such a powerful inner Demon that caught the attention of one recently-enlisted spawn of the underworld. Rather than one to bring salvation to their plight, they would act as the amplifier of their torment. An powerful energy approached the city, one that had no intent of restraining itself after events not long since past. It was much like a Hollows, but twisted in a myriad of ways. Traces of a Shinigami's pressure lined the dominating aura of a Vasto Lordes, but it was unlike the Vizards or the common hybrids most knew. It did not quite fit an Arranvcar either.

This presence was Hollow, not yet taken to the state of An arrancar, but adorned under the mask of a Shinigami as an inverse Vizard. The core nature of both these twin signatures shifted even further from the mundane, a dark power coursing through them the likes of which was unfitting of even Demon kind. It wasn't tainted by the binds of Hell, but an incarnation of the natural evil that the world created in times like these. These three distinctions in addition to the vast quantity of spiritual pressure split the impending force from the generals in battle across Iceland. It landed at the ends of the city, the eyes of the abomination looking over the damage and carnage caused by the unknown soul that had been taking care of things.

This creature had come to be known as Ruvik, a representation of the worst parts this reality could offer in a well disguised suit. At the moment though, their true nature was all but hidden. The Shinigami was free of wounds since the battle that brought it to this state, but many abnormalities adorned it. The man's flesh was a deathly pale white, devoid of color and matching the tint of a Hollow's mask across every inch of their frame. Their eyes were golden yellow, thin black pupils marked vertically in each slit. Red lightning crackled loudly around their entire body, the darkness that mixed with the pressure of Hollow and Shinigami being especially potent in each individual spark. The power of the creature had ascended to an entirely new level, and even now it was growing rapidly. The endless stream of hatred from the capital and the malice of those near by all served to feed the unseen beast, allowing it to grow and fester.

The ground under the Shinigami's feet cracked and broke apart, the aura around them causing damage to teh surrounding area simply by their presence. Any structure still in tact began to rot when he was close, cracks forming in the foundations and decay overtaking them. What few civilians remained near him would feel terror coursing through them, either passing out shortly after or fleeing for their lives. Unlike another operative not far away, it had no intention of purposely slaughtering them..Not without a cause to be worth the effort. Something else had attracted it entirely, and it would find the source and take advantage of the turmoil that plagued the powerful entity hidden away in the ruin.

The Monarch walked forward in the sundered city, corpses lined the streets and craters spawned by explosive blasts were present every few hundred meters. One especially large mark in the center of the ruined landscape was more noteworthy than any other. If the feeling of the power that caused this wasn't enough confirmation, the sight of the devastation was plenty to prove the creature's curiosity was worth the trip. It could hear the screams, both from those that were trying to escape the corrupting aura he exuded, and those under fire from fiend of a different breed. The Hollow in a reaper's skin walked past Zaine, their eyes turned to gaze upon the soldier of Shadowfall. It was difficult to tell who exactly they were fighting for when all they were doing is slaughtering the few remaining souls part of the territory

The Shinigami in a ragged, damaged cloak covered in rips and burns spoke briefly toward the Demon. His voice was corrupted, sounding almost uncomfortable to hear and giving off a raspy feeling of dread. Even at his full might, the power wasn't the most unsettling thing about this character. The thing that he always thought to be his largest conduit of success was the nature it possessed. Even by the standards of most Hollows, Ruvik seemed very off. He was a being completely devoid of morals without the faintest aspirations of compassion or obligation for a single thing in existence.Though often hidden, it was in these abrupt meetings where that true color debuted just to spreads the seeds of confusion in what kind of entity it really was.

"If you're going to kill your own people, its better to wait until the heroes come to watch. Slaughter without purpose is just a waste of energy and resources."

There were not many left to kill as is. Most had been torn to ribbons by the destructive origin that brought the city to ruin. He doubted the cause would even notice the minor slaughter going on by the Demon's hand. With no one else there, it was just a waste. It had done the same not long ago, but the difference was to incite the hatred of a single hero that tried to keep them safe. There were none here to bring about that kind of reaction. The distorted Shinigami began to fade from vision after those words were spoke, their slow walk replaced by a burst of speed that took them much closer to the source they were tracking in the blink of an eye. It was more difficult to sense as the storm ebbed, but as it got closer, the connection was easier to make. Perhaps Rose would follow soon after the success in the last defense and give the former mad demon some proper directive.

The Viceroy reappeared before a single building, rows of corpses and entrails strung up on spikes adorned it like Christmas decorations. The sight was entertaining to the monstrosity and only fueled its desire to see the unstable happening taking place inside. Ruvik walked in, his form feeding on the building malice inside the structure. His footsteps echoed in the entrance, the sight of walls painted crimson and fallen corpses greeting him, Alongside them was the target of its interest, the transforming Shinigami in the midst of a struggle for their existence. The parasite could feel it much greater detail so close, the manifesting nightmare becoming stronger the more time passed. Still the man made an effort to combat it, but they were failing. The future throne could taste the desperation and despair flooding their mind. It was only a matter of time before things permanently changed. Though still appearing like a warped version of a Shinigam, Ruvik spoke in a lighter tone toward the barely conscious Tetsuya, his words laced with the curiosity that brought him here to begin with.

"Quite the unfortunate timing for a personal episode. You sure did a number on things here, haven't you? That power manifesting in your soul...Why do you still fight it? I can tell that you're not going to overcome it, and i feel you already know that as well. "

Perhaps that question was pointless. Given the state the man was in, they may have already been entirely consumed and not even been able to hear the fiend's words. The fact it hadn't devoured them entirely was sign of their refusal to go willingly. As far as things were going right now, Ruvik no longer cared about the political affair of the war and the destruction that wiped this city off the map. Its only objective now was to watch an event few were able to see. A just soul consumed by their inner darkness and morphed into one of the abominations they lived to combat..It was such an alluring thing to spectate. And in the slim chance things took an unexpected turn for the best...The unseen Hollow would serve as the ignition to relight the inferno and ensure the sorrow and hatred at the end of this cursed war was at its worst.




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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: The Crimson Skies Of Vestmannaeyjar [Iceland Conflict Event]   Thu Dec 03, 2015 3:38 pm







It was a strange sensation knowing that you would fade away into oblivion, he sensed something in the distance. At best right now he could detect lives as flames, they were going out like nobody business. But Tetsuya was in no condition to stop or help them, he laid against that wall trying to keep himself conscious.He couldn't allow another black out, not till someone arrived able to stop him. He wasn't scared but perhaps it was a fear for another. What if his father or sister saw him in this state, the sad fact was he would be gone soon. This wasn't some regular hollowfication that everyone got to undergo. It was fact that his old life's hollow had refused to die and festered within it's own spiritual pressure that made the trip. Once a Captain of the Gotei 13. He couldn't do anything about the other warrior killing lives not in this condition, if he let the hollow win right away. He would merely be helping him start a slaughter. Was their no world in which his mind didn't end up devoured and killed by this monster inside him? Couldn't they share the vessel or did one truly have to rule the other completely? Tetsuya could only question and wonder at this point what would become of himself. It was around this time he sensed another energy come into the area. The second lone, now this was odd he couldn't figure out what it was. But as curious about that as he/'d of liked to of been. His yellow eyes and the hollow like body came to his waist at this point. Manifestation was being held back by his sheer willpower, it was then the person entered as he looked towards him. A member of Shadowfall, he didn't know the rank of the individual who'd arrived. Nor even his name, but everything was so hazy right now remember those details were impossible for him as it was. He listened to the question as it loomed closer to him, what was the point of all this slaughter he saw the red on those hands. His legs felt just not his anymore, the hollowfication was coming along very slowly due to his fight.

"I don't know, perhaps to prolong it enough for someone to see my last will flicker away..Or maybe I hope that something will change and I can survive being devoured as I am..Perhaps it's just mortal foolishness dreaming and hoping." He said with a weak voice as he winced as he felt it growing more and more volatile. A earth shatter scream came from his lips as he felt the hollow's voice come out and not his own. It reminded him Vasto Lorde and other hollows that he'd fought before. He breathed heavily trying to reclaim his voice for now, as he looked at what he supposed would be the only witness to his demise. Such a dishonorable way for a warrior to fall, he couldn't hold a Zanpakutō right now. But felt it in his hand, he'd tried to commit seppuku with it but failed. The hollow refused to let him kill him self and send the create to hell. He wondered what would be left for him, would he and the other half merely be a broken person? Something torn apart from the inside with no memories?

It was a strange case like his that allowed him to see it all coming together. He'd planned on going to Hueco Mundo to hopefully get eaten. But he got the sense whatever was in him, was a lot more dangerous then he was. He could feel it in his bones, this thing had killed more people then he could count. His mind had seen dreamers of it before, it was a brutal monster. He couldn't let it out here in the Human World, he needed to get it some place else. Anywhere at this point was better then here, his eyes looked at the man. Was here to gloat, that a former Captain was going under such trauma? No he didn't seem the type, something interested him enough to come here. He had a real interest in his situation from what he could see. This was a rare type of hollowfication, perhaps a nature that didn't happen often. The past life wasn't willing to stay silent and was awakening to take back it's life. The being that it had become was being consumed for this to be so.

He could feel the hollowfication coming further into his being, would he be trapped in between the two worlds? Hollow and Shinigami, the record showed that Sosuke Aizen was able to do something along those lines. But would he end up like one of them then? No this didn't feel like a Vizard, it felt so strange to him. But at this point he was barely himself, it was only a matter of waiting and seeing what this being wanted. His frame laid against the wall, the best he could do was paralyze the creature trying to take control of him. Not allowing movement, but it was ripping him apart as he laid there. It wasn't much of a day for him, he went saved his sister. Now he paid for it, he would become the monster that lingered in his nightmares. It left only when he was awake or working, the only time this didn't pry or kill him mentally was when he tried too fight. But from now till the end of time, he was going to be having trouble. His eyes stared on with a lost look in them, he exhaled softly trying to accept it.



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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: The Crimson Skies Of Vestmannaeyjar [Iceland Conflict Event]   Sat Dec 05, 2015 12:54 am




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"Someone got away? Well I guess the killing part will have to come to an end here. So many civilians and so little time but Shadowfall comes first so well the blood chapter has come to close" He said.

Zaine had killed many mostly weaklings afraid of death itself still it was enough to keep the demon occupied long enough. It has been a while since he had a good hunt maybe it was time to learn better powers for himself because who knows. The last time didn't go too well for him and perhaps some new techniques could aid him in the future. Khala Asthavon gave him a second chance the hell demon didn't want to blow away this golden opportunity. As a mad demon; Zaine had a great resource of power the demon wanted it all back meaning he'll need to do thing necessary to prove himself all over again. Without the madness, Zaine could focus upon his objectives more quicker then possible but the demon had plans. He wanted to become better than he ever was as a mad demon to become a force to be reckon with the first thing will be personal matter. Joshua Iramasha can help with that now that perfect trinity will be completed in no time sure their were problems but the demon had found ways of completing it. Secondly, His powers needed to be better finding new and better ways of making himself stronger quickly and fast. He doesn't know why but the hell demon sensed that his clone might have an item of great power that might be useful enough. In order to find the clone the hell demon will need some better henchmen then before to find the clone. Finally, Death Energy.....Engra was dead that is certain so he'll still need to prove himself to reclaim it once again.

He wasn't one for direction but after all the madness that was bestowed upon him after his so-called death from decades ago. But finally Khala Asthavon removed all the madness from the demon completely giving him his mind back. The demon was in one of his rage-like state until someone tells him to stop this was unlike someone to do that clearly. Eric Zarathos would have done things his way but the mad demon was dead now the hell demon wanted that power base back. To do so the hell demon would have to prove itself all over again but the bloodshed was too much that hollow might have a point. Now as Zaine Asthavon, he knew the hollows do well during his decade long past serving those pitiful soul reapers. He might as well help this Ruvik as well as he could but something was wrong and it wasn't coming for the hollow either. As first; He couldn't pinpoint it then the hell demon started sensing the source of where it was coming from. It was coming from that shinigami something was wrong but the demon of hell didn't know what the fuck was wrong but something was happening. He was looking at Ruvik thinking about what he said perhaps for the first time the demon of hell will try something new here.

"Alright fine, I'm not someone that is know for waiting around you know that because of my evolution hollow. From mad demon into a demon of hell. Lord Ruvik, I'm sure the demons told you about me but your request is understood and I'll keep watch if you should need my help. It your call Lord Ruvik. Besides these are just weaklings I'm hunting not good sport".

This was the first time the demon met this Ruvik but then again this thing managed to climb the Shadowfall tower grown to greatness. They were some survivors crying over the people the hell demon killed but enough was enough the demon had a job to do. Killing weaklings didn't serve him any purpose and Shadowfall business needed to be done as the demon waited for Ruvik to give some sort of signal for help. Then the hell demon will come to aid the hollow but nothing was happen so this was Ruvik's show for the time being. Hopefully Ruvik can take care of situation and that will be the end of it and there was the weird feeling again like something happen really bad.

Shadowfall came first and his business will have to come later...

The hell demon flew over to a building and just waited for the signal but who knows what the shinigami is capable of. All that he knows the hell demon must be ready and prepare to handle any situation still the demon needed to think. The enemy could be the shinigami well know things about him that his weapon are the Zanpakutō blade that was the main thing. He might have some speed who knows but his weapon and perhaps his kido could dish out a lot of damage. Shikai and Bankai were the shinigami's weapons of war and now the hell demon was thinking of a plan in place should the shinigami try anything. This wasn't a time to judge still Ruvik was calling the shots that being that he was a hollow and high ranking member of Shadowfall. It would be best to get out of his way and fight his own battle but if he needs help, Zaine will come.



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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: The Crimson Skies Of Vestmannaeyjar [Iceland Conflict Event]   Sun Dec 06, 2015 10:32 am




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The formless monster stopped for a moment when he was addressed. What caught his attention especially was the notion of his title. It wasn't something he flaunted or wanted to make public with ease, but it seemed his newest ascension in the ranks had gone noticed by a few. Despite his lack of desire for publicity, Ruvik rather enjoyed the term Lord. His mind was ruled by concealed Pride and a sense of self-importance that very well reached arrogance. It was appreciated though he would make no indication of that. Instead he would offer one or two more phrases to the recently-evolved Demon. It was simple advice, some tat may or may have not been worth acknowledgement for their style of things. But it was worth offering at the least, even to the more volatile of the falling shadows. The creature's voice ebbed from the monstrous tone it carried a second ago, still retaining a venom in each word that escaped it, but not directly centered on anything particular.

"Waiting is boring, yes. I know the feeling all too well. However, it is better to make use of extra time more effectively I'm sure there are other places in need of purging..This one, I doubt we'll be seeing anyone from the Vanguard with the shape it is in. The people here are the resource they come for, and few remain. It is why it is best to leave them be until they actually appear. Nothing sends them into a frenzy more than the slaughter of the weak and innocent before their eyes. It just doesn't leave the same impression unless they are here and fail to prevent it. When that happens...Oh, it sends them right into a fit of rage and that is how you take the edge! Once you have that psychological advantage against the fallen heroes that come to stop you, things get a lot more interesting! Unlike our kinds, they tend to be less effective when giving into those emotions, and that is when you end them..or prolong their suffering, depending on your goal..Now, I have business to attend to here. I have the power to deal with anything that may arise, but i doubt a full battle will even come from this. Your talents would be best spent elsewhere, especially with the strength you've acquired...Or has every other city already been purged of the Vanguard? In any case, I'll be more than fine..."

The dark power coursing through Iceland was like a drug, filling the unseen Hollow with euphoria and putting him in a surprisingly good mood. The twisted energy of Deveta, the Hell Harvestor, the growing Hollow not far from reach, the king of Hollows, all the maliciousness from these things coursed into the monster's body, feeding it to the point of glutton and expanding the strength of fiend with each moment. Even after the largest boost from the battle not long since past, his spiritual energy continued to grow. The energy lost from that battle had been almost entirely replaced by the fuel of war. It was a paradise for a monster like him. Pressimg against the ground, the creature continued as they once would, rapidly approaching the sight of devastation and the transcending Shinigami. Things progressed much in the same light, the ears of the walking corpse picking up on the strained, hollowfied voice of the damned soul and the building of hollow-like material around their body.

It appeared like Hollowfication, but something was off. Through Ruvik's unique sensory that brought him here to begin with, he could feel out the source of the madness consuming the paralyzed Shinigami. The output of destructive energy seemed slightly off as well, only by the smallest degree. Most wouldn't notice it, but for one that lived the life of a possessive Hollow, these minor things were very apparent. It pondered, just what had caused this and what would the end result be? It was entertaining to see something like this first hand. The power it exuded just in this half-baked shell was already immense, building on the astronomical power this newly met stranger already had at their disposal. The destruction such an enetity would bring...It could only imagine with an unseen smile behind the mask of flash. The screams echoed in his ears, the pain they must have been going through indescribable. Ruvik's host began to reply once the cries of pain ebbed, his mood lightened with this new opportunity where the last escaped his serpentine grasp.

"Unfortunate that you were found by an enemy, rather than a friend. Luckily, I can be far more reasonable than most of my associates. Even more so, I'm feeling fairly generous today."

The white-skinned puppet stepped forward, getting close enough to be in reach of Tetsuya in their unstable state. It was dangerous, but he didn't worry about it. Fear and doubt were things his kind fed on, after all. Any sign of that was void of his being, instead his form shroud in an air of strength and will. Were things to go south, he was more than able to defend himself as well. The creature pondered its next words, its intent already decided in the back of its being. Malicious energy still radiated from the host's body from the rampaging war across Iceland, but none of it was directed toward Tetsuya, or anyone in the city for that matter. It flowed freely, flooding the room in a combination of their spiritual powers pushing against one another to overtake the stone chamber. The Monarch continued, uttering a false light in the cascading darkness of the scene.

"I am willing to make a deal with you. My power covers a unique realm that can tip the balance in these delicate situations. Should you be willing to take the gamble, I will preserve part of your soul as it is now. Additionally, I will make things as they should be and end this pain for you. "

The husk of a possessed Shinigami smiled warmly, extended its pale arm forward with an open hand. He stopped when his fingers were only a foot away from the transforming body of the man he only just met. In truth, there wasn't much reason for a logical mind to trust the successor to the Hollow Queen. In only a moment's conversation he had learned everything he needed to know to make this proposition, while at the same time the suffering soul knew not a thing about the stealthy monstrosity. He did go out of his way to keep things about him confidential, even in the higher ranks of Shadowfall when possible The dark power that resonated from him was another give away of the possible tragedy he could bring. In his currengt state, the parasite couldn't restrain that nefarious aura even if he desired it due to the state of the war. However, he wasn't banking on traditional sense. Rather, he made the offer to one in a state of desperation. The fact they were still clinging to life from the consuming force was a sign they had hope things could go back to normal. That ideal, the thought that the lone stranger that found a man manifesting their inner demons could alone bring it all to an end. That is what he intended to bring favor from.

"And before you waste what energy you have left asking, there is a price. Nothing major though. I'll simply need you to do a few favors for me some time in the future. Nothing you will have any major qualm with, I assure you. "

As in every other case, he kept things vague on purpose. All he said was true, devoid of any sign physical deception. Ruvik did n''t lie very often, but what he did do was misconstrue information to make things seems a tad different than they really were. The vague details were his asset, and the ticking of time his greatest ally in this moment. He stood there in wait for a response, or even an attack. It wasn't clear how much time was left before things progressed, or whether another flash of brutality would spawn from the returning Vasto Lordes. The yellow eyes of the puppet shifted between the changing parts of the Shinigami's body and the emotion displayed in their eyes. He didn't know what this man was like before their sudden meeting, but in times of potential passing, people always tended to go for any faint hope they could grasp. A sudden quiet fell, the faded sound of the few remaining civilians of the city making an effort to flee acting as the lone background. It was almost serene, the city evicted of life from Tetsuya's former power. The serpent waited for that silence to be broken.



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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: The Crimson Skies Of Vestmannaeyjar [Iceland Conflict Event]   Tue Dec 08, 2015 5:16 pm







His eyes looked around the duo as he watched one depart, he let a light chuckle out before choking slightly. Black miasma poured out of his mouth, his eyes slowly scanned the face of the man. His features were becoming more hollow like, so for the price of this. His mind would survive this onslaught, somewhere inside the monster he would live. Maybe he could be a force to keep it from absolute destruction, he inhaled swallowing a bit. It was hard to breath and answer, he winced a bit as he felt an explosion of spiritual pressure. It was distant, but his vision focused in on the man before him. "I..I am not in much condition for asking, but I can only agree so long as you don't make me fight my sister or father." He said, that was the one thing he would die before doing. He would let this entire existence shatter before that hollow could do anything. He was an abomination at this point, no place existed with them. This was his final gift to the family that gave him his life back, that saved him from becoming a monster. Well perhaps that wasn't the right term, it was put off a bit longer. His fate was always to return, the beast within wasn't so easily defeated. Hollowfication, he'd seen a couple in his time. This wasn't anything like those or even remotely close, the spiritual destruction around him was immense. He was using his powers to paralyze it, tree branches and metal coiled around his body. He was using everything to prepare his body, the hollow was battling hard but one thing kept it. A light was holding it at bay, the shear willpower of Tetsuya was amazing. He refused to back down from this challenge, he wasn't winning. But he would make this thing stay put till something killed it. Perhaps that's what the being before him knew, Tetsuya wouldn't go quietly into the darkness. The being would have his body, but die for it in the end. Because it wasn't known if Ruvik could sense it, but off the coast something massive lingered. It was Shinigami in origin, it's power was not to be confused with anything else.

Many who'd encountered it would know it to be his fathers, so he'd decided to step in at this point. Everything had evolved and changed with that simple thing. But for Tetsuya's senses it felt like a giant fire off the coast, like something massive was there. But nothing more could be detected, it could of been his father or the other. Ruvik would likely be able to tell better the situation, his senses were currently busy with preventing a beast from emerging. " Aside from that....I agree, " He said getting the words out now, could this person really tip the balance in this situation. So many questions remained lingering in his mind, but he had little time to play the waiting game. He would either get killed or keep control and potentially someday he could be of help. The transformation would happen, he would become some creature that had some of his powers. Though it was hard to say what would happen, didn't Shinigami typically lose their powers when they under went a full hollowfication.



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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: The Crimson Skies Of Vestmannaeyjar [Iceland Conflict Event]   Sat Dec 12, 2015 6:27 pm




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Ruvik seemed to have the situation under control there was no reason to question him after all the guy was higher rank member then him besides. Zaine had other things that he needed to do the hell demon sensed it the mad demon general was gone meaning the mission failed all of his troops were all gone meaning new people will be needed. But the new mad demon made an ultimate sacrifice and the hell demon sensed the berserker's power the new mad demon was successful in restoring the person the demon needed for his revenge. It will take some time to find that demon a body but Zaine believes that he'll manage good enough now onto business at hand the hollow seemed confident enough to handle this. Ruvik was a strange one but more to the point but the hell demon lost a lot of good men still the hell demon wasn't fighting at full strength the guy was waiting on something but now it was time. He seemed ready to take the next challenge, Ruvik gave him orders loud and clear this vizard or however the shinigami was didn't seem like much it might be a damn trap too. But if Ruvik says he'll handle on his own then no reason for the hell demon to stay while other lands needed to be taken over and still what else needed to be done. Zaine was looking for a good target then the hell demon thought of something that needs handling his new weapon still the damn thing needed reforging first. Within the weapon house the souls of many of his army troopers their sacrifice will not be vain the hell demon swears that he'll kill the archangel iramasha with his bare hands. His revenge will have to wait for another time business before revenge that was his goals after all but the hell demon thought one place hasn't been acquired yet.

Zaine sees that Ruvik was handling things and then the demon calms down and telepathically " Alright, I leave you to your business but don't forget I offer assistance to you. Many more targets for me elsewhere. So I'll leave for now I have other things for Shadowfall that needed to be done now that I sensed my army is dead new recruits will be needed. But alas there is evil hope something I didn't even consider might bring me great aid in the near future if I hurry. This is your show Lord Ruvik, I just hope no surprises come your way."

The hell demon disappears teleporting to another place this time is in Seltjarnarnes.

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Subject Post 10PostSubject: Re: The Crimson Skies Of Vestmannaeyjar [Iceland Conflict Event]   Mon Dec 14, 2015 9:32 pm




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Things progressed exactly as the unseen fiend had hoped. The barbaric titan had departed, removing any chance of a sudden intervention to his twisted ideal, or so it should have been. The power of the Shinigami's inner demon continued to manifest with each passing second, greater measures going to restrain it as its power expanded. Ruvik's eyes glanced over the binds of metal and stone that kept their body paralyzed, a mix of willpower and spiritual strength keeping the beast at bay for a time. It was admirable to see such a focused effort to fight against the forming monster, but this was unfortunately not a place for happy endings. The truth of the matter was that the Monarch's debut was the worst possible thing that could happen for the Shinigami's life, and they would come to realize that very shortly. Then again, for the creature soon to be reborn, it could prove to be the opposite As they spoke their brief demands, the parasite's puppet nodded their head, briefly retorting in acceptance of the additional terms.

"Of course. I won't force you to fight either of them...Though I'm not familiar with their names. That will be my last request. Then you may rest. This will all be over in a few moments. "

Ruvik waited a few more seconds to hear their reply, what may have possibly been their last depending if they could muster the strength to speak with what was to come. He knew not a thing about this man, nor the bloodline they were part of just yet. He hadn't the chance to investigate the minds of many Shinigami to know many of their kind. What he did know was that this soul possessed a power few could contend with, a strength that would become even more fearsome in the hands of the creature slowly forcing its way to the surface. When all was said and Tetsuya made their final verbal resignation to the abrupt deal, the puppet smiled even wider, his fingers pressed against the man's chest and his energy beginning to surface. The creature's aura manifested in bulk once again, sparks of crimson dancing around his body. A dark aura began to build around the outstretched appendage, the unrestrained power of the hidden parasite becoming visible for the brief period of what happened next. It was a power most foul, even compared to the normal Hollows and Demons that ravaged the land in ythis time of war. Its composition was of evil itself given physical form, that energy now surging from the host toward the transforming reaper before him.

"The deal is made. It has been a pleasure doing business with you. Your suffering will end and you can finally rest easy. Close your eyes, and once they open it will all be over. "

If they were to open again, that is. With that said, the ritual began. The Hollow's energy poured into the Shinigami's body like a flood It coursed through their veins, merging with the already conflicting energy of Hollow and reaper warring for complete control over the whole. What it specifically targeted wasn't the body, but the soul, the core of their being that housed the most intense conflict of all. Black reishi drilled into that soul, filling it with a new surge of tainted power. A new piece had been added to the puzzle, a segment of a creature that embodied disdain and chaotic instinct. It joined together with the darkness that was already there, amplifying it many times over! The same crimson sparks that surrounded Ruvik's form would come to manifest around Tetsuya as well. At first it seemed to empower them as a whole. Their natural strength and energy was vastly bolstered, until the other half of the contract took place. Not only as a natural process, but as part of the terms of their agreement.

The Monarch's energy severed a piece of the Shinigami's soul that had been the least tainted from the whole. The segment was removed from their being, drawn into the amalgamation of madness that was the parasite. The creature's will overtook it, completely consuming any parts of their inner demon that may have been present and keeping it in a corrupted, but ironically pure state of their Shinigami self. From now until the terms were broken, that piece of Tetsuya's origin would be kept alive in the creature they still had yet to fully see. At the same time, the dark energy that coursed through the former Captain would fill the void in their being, replacing the lost fragment with a condensed piece of pure sin. This had many adverse effects on the process already taking place. While part of Tetsuya had been preserved, it was now completely evicted from their body, giving them even less to fight back against the forced metamorphosis. On top of that, the new force engraved into their being acted to further empower the malicious entity that desired control. Even that was not the end of it though! The hatred that fueled the parasite's new power caused adverse effects on the process. It added an even more unstable element of demented will to the mix, making the culminating darkness all the more potent.

With these factors together, it should have become an impossibility to maintain much resistance for any longer. They were no longer just fighting their inner-demons, but the vile workings of their inner light beginning to dim and the darkness empowered. The rush of energy and power that once graced them would all go directly to the monster they were trying to suppress, bringing it leaps and bounds closer to complete domination over the cursed Shinigami's soul. Not only would the spiritual energy of their transformation increase in volume, but a second coating of nefarious energy from Ruvik's influence was generated as well, making them appear all that more powerful. The very foundations of the building around them may have cracked and shattered under the pressure, especially if the transformation progressed to completion alongside these changes. The puppet spoke not another word, their deathly yellow eyes focusing on the task at hand and ensuring without a doubt that the man's fate was sealed in darkness.

It was done. The seed of Ruvik's power was set, a part of Tetsuya's soul had been preserved in a mask of shadows, and as for things for turning out how they should have been? This is exactly how he imagined things should have turned out...That was, unless something unexpected had to come and ruin this perfect moment. The war was only getting better for the deranged Monarch, the malice across Iceland seeping into its core and expanding its power while the internal power struggles of one unfortunate man lead to a new very powerful ally for the future. The Hollow severed the contact between them, taking a step back. Lightning crackled near its fingertips, the tainted aura that flowed from the host now surrounding the damned soul changing form. The ruler could only watch with anticipation for the vile energy to force their evolution to its final stage. Even if the beast turned out to be more on the barbaric side itself when it came to be, the Monarch was well prepared to quell any sudden attacks from the fresh monstrosity.

Inside the mask of flesh, the snake-like entity laughed in the confines of its mind. Everything was going better than it could have hoped. Where it missed a potential meal in the last battle, this more than made up for it. The eyes gave off that feeling, staring directly at the former Captain's face during their final moments. The fiend's eyes radiated the sense of overjoyed laughter, yet it made not a sound.Just to add the icing on the cake, any final struggles the man may have had to combat the strengthened half of their soul that demanded control was drained by the power of the contract. The energy they spent on their internal struggle was used to feed the parasite, hopefully putting the final nail in the coffin and ending their pain in a fleeting moment of despair. If all went as intended...

It would be over.



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