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Thu Feb 15, 2018 7:35 pm

Rodolfo, awake,


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Rodolfo learned to wander, over time. As fragmented as his selves were, as unbalanced as he had learned he had become, there was a delicate play here that he understood. In times of danger, he could wake, and even though this crushed him to become conscious of himself and all of the things he had done before, he would allow himself to be awake now for the sake of self-protection. The mark of Eris on his back scarred him, filled his mind with scrabbles and desperate madness, which he, too, came to learn to adapt to. In the end, they were all lost children writhing in the darkness, calling for the light.

And it was with this renewed mindset that Rodolfo came to wander the Demon World, unafraid even though he hid his strength. He stood at his full height and showed the world that through his body language alone he could convey strength. He had sworn off scrabbles of power, rank and file to any organization. Over his age, he had learned that there was no purpose in following the mad power struggles. He had no ambition to join or follow or even help them. He did not want to fight anymore. He was struck with a deep and strong exhaustion, a desire for rest again. To allow Rudi to roam the earth, innocent and sweet.

And yet he was here. Here, in the Demon World, in the land of all he hated and despised. Here he was with his blade again at his belt, the mask again covering his handsome face and showing only a terrifying skull and crimson lights in the hollow caverns of the eye sockets. He was here to fight, again, where he had once thrown it all away. To rescue. To help.

In the whispers of rumors on the wind, Rodolfo had heard of a beautiful maiden girl. This maiden suffered untold agony at the hands of cruel villans, twisted her innocent, loving spirit into something almost beyond recognition. She had even tried to kill herself to escape, and that only brought her more torment as she found herself not even allowed to find the escape of death. This beautiful maiden, cursed with the same mark as his own, was trapped in a castle overseeing a city made of crystals darker than sin, in the world of all that is twisted and wrong.

To Rodolfo, he heard a sense of a cry for help in the darkness. He had bid Rudi to sleep, willingly crawled out into the horrible world he so despised to crawl around the Chaya Nation. He hated this place, and hated it more as he wandered to the capital, Chaos Point. The miasma burned his lungs, stung his throat even through the mask. He kept to make sure, through this whole journey, that his spirit went undetected. Condensed and hidden. In his reiatsu, he was as significant as a mouse. No sonido forward, nothing to announce his presence save for a single yawning garganta into this horrible world.

All to rescue the maiden of golden hair and beautiful eyes, trapped as a demon's plaything.

He wandered for days towards the Chaos Point capital and then days more within the capital's walls, scouting for information. He traded his knowledge of blood for information among the populace's less savory citizens, always careful to adopt the manner and behaviors of the group. Rodolfo had found he hated that he looked like a demon in every moment except for this one, where he understood that it was to his favor everyone saw him as the monster he saw himself. No point in hiding.

It reminded him of his days in Heuco Mundo. Combat was part stealth, part intelligence, part posture. In here, too, in the land of his enemy, on his mission, he found these skills useful yet again. Espionage and stealth, posture and unspoken threats. He learned how to pose as just another peon, something so insignficant it wouldn't even be noticed, not even by the owner of the realm.

This is what Rodolfo believed. No one stopped him. The legendary Inami did not show up to stop him. None of Inami's guards. Not even Inami's servants stopped him. And so Rodolfo wandered forth, circling the castle over days and days, studying his target. He found hidden entrances, servants willing to trade knowledge of the castle layout for the knowledge of their enemies through their blood. Most of all, he found where she was located. The maiden. Cael was her name.

Rodolfo spend days memorizing the movements of the guards and the servants both. He spent nights debating and exchanging information. How quickly could Inami come here? How quickly can Inami chase a target? How well could Inami track a target? Most importantly, where is Inami now, and is there a time Inami would be leaving anytime soon?

When the time was right, it was dark, Inami would not come back for at least a day... or was not expected to, anyways. Rodolfo found when most of the populace slept in this terrible place, some insult of what 'night' could be. Rodolfo snuck into the castle, stepped over the hallways he had memorized a hundred thousand times in his mind. It was a perfect plan. He saw no flaws. His intelligence was as perfect as he could make it. He would rescue Cael. Soothe her. Heal her wounds. Let her wander the world as the peaceful, free spirit she was meant to be.

And then he would go back to being Rudi, and try to live out the rest of eternity in the childish bliss that was all he had ever wanted to accomplish.

Rodolfo stood in front of the door. Cael's door. He would grab her and then garganta them both out. Even if Inami knew Cael had been taken, there were so many worlds. Inami could not search through them all, not every corner. He knocked the door with his gloved hands, adjusting his waistcoat, making sure his silk vest looked pristine. He must look the part of the knight in shining armor. Then he knocked three times, turned the door, and entered.

"Miss Cael, can you hear me? We do not have much time. Quickly, take my hand. I have come to get you out of this terrible place, and start life anew." Rodolfo's voice was smooth as honey, sweet and seductive, so easy to listen to, so warm and kind. He did not need to hide in front of her. He knew she was there- his mark throbbed in time with hers, pumping the same manic poison. She drew him to her, as she was no doubt drawn to him. Perhaps she had even felt him wander the castle the whole time, and so he was confident she would not be surprised by him.

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Wed Jun 20, 2018 8:40 pm

Rodolfo, awake,


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Rodolfo saw a maiden in chains, caging her, a reflection of this horrible, crimson place. He did not pay heed much to the threats, nor to the voicing of the maiden. He was too stubborn for that. He always had been too stubborn to see what was right in front of him. Not for centuries. And he wasn't about to improve himself now.

The air had chilled in her power, the floor developing a discomforting condensation that resembled a freshly rained pathway. It was through this path that he stepped, careful, heedless. She was a lady, after all. A maiden. And in Rodolfo's eye, she was still innocent and could be cleansed. He could cleanse her. And maybe, finally seek some resolution in himself.

Like a virgin male with no experience on love, he put all of his hopes and insecurites onto her, unasked, uninformed. He assumed all he wanted of her. That she would do for him, and that it would be best for her if he decided what must be done with her. In this case, it would be to leave this place. Leave the demon. And be with him. And be better. And she would make them both better in doing so.

"Miss Cael, you are speaking nonsense. There's no purpose for you to protect this place from me. I'm here to rescue you from the clutches of hell. Now come, quickly. He isn't supposed to be back in some days. If we are fast, and clever, it could take him forever to find us again." His voice remained calm, unhurried, not even a little bit offput by her demeanor. In his gaze, in the dark sockets of his eyes, he saw a maiden who had lost her way. A lamb. And he, the shepherd in the clothing of the wolf.

And so he reached to grab her by the wrist with one hand. In the other, he turned away from her, and gently stroked the air. A garganta opened then, yawning into the world, revealing the familiar, perpetual-white sands of Heuco Mundo. Even if it was the case that such a land was under the control of the demons and their kin, the desert was too vast, and the land too sparse for them to be found if they hid.

Rodolfo had lived a long life there. He knew countless nooks and crannies where they may stay. And he believed, even if she were resistant now, she would come to see the truth in time, his truth.

"We must go quickly, Miss Cael. Please follow me. I understand if you disagree right now, but perhaps we can discuss the disagreements civilly once we have already fled."


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Fri Jun 22, 2018 10:45 am
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Little rodents who dared encroach upon her territory? At first it was bemusing because there was this intrinsic desire within the queen to see what would happen. To see how this realm might change and alter itself from the interactions that took place. However, as soon as the man grasped ceals wrist and moved to open a garganta well. . . The realm around them would destabilize, it would shift and distort as the garganta itself had been forcibly closed by the solidification of realms. From it’s confines--the blackened abyss shadows would arise. Their inky blackness encroaching upon every facet of the space which surrounded them. The whisperings of demons having already begun to spill forth from their yawning depths. There was such a dismal somberness that echoed before finally a voice had come forth from the darkness it’s tone like the deadened leaves still clinging to a tree in winter, fragile and utterly devoid of compassion or life.

”..See, guest’s are people i welcome. My humble abode truly does not see them often, and i bore in the yawning face of eternity without them . . . however. . . “

As this voice spoke, flames of a blackened hue would eat away at the walls. The density of energy was such that it would be like an ocean, nay like a continental existence was bearing down upon rodolfo's shoulders. The sky itself above the entirety of chaos point would have been covered by the darkness of inami’s ire. For tens of miles the very realm had been changed into a realm of fire and the darkest night above. The queen’s slow, remorseless voice echoing slowly as if what she was saying was merely part of an afterthought.

”.. Did you truly think an ant like you could steal from me? “

Inami’s words came into existence as her being erupted from the shadows that had encircled the realm around them. Her eyes were not of their heterochromatic hue, instead in her ire they were a full asthavon green. In her palm the very realm had distorted as hellfire began to race up her being. Covering her arm as it slowly began to eat away at her own flesh. There was not a ounce of need, nor any inflection of pain on her face from the rampant flames as she looked at the skulled being before her. Her lips parting as she spoke and simply said.

”..You will release her, or i promise you upon my throne, that i will give you a fate far worse than death.”

There was no need for the queen to give false promises. Because if Rudolfo so much as moved with ceal in tow, there would simply be a brutal , unsavory death awaiting him. However now, the choice was all his.






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