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Post by Flax on Feb 22, 2004 0:47:35 GMT -5
Mykith regained his consciousness and opened his eyes and regonized poeple he knew and some he had never meet but he could remember them somehow. As he had touched his birthmark, a flood of memories and knowledge had been unlocked. Probably magic, he though. He didn't actually know how it happened or exactly why, but he didn't care, time was of the essence. If they were going to stop the destruction of the world, they had to start now or the task would soon be impossible.
First things first, he rose and ask Aldan to give him the dagger, but Aldan didn't bulge. Luckly he could feel the dagger's presence and snatched it before anyone could react. The place was riddled with portals, you just had to know the command words.
- Kerfd dul nar thul!
A brownish shimmering portal appeared and Mykith entered, it closed instantly behind him.
Mykith appeared before the Capitol of Terias, where the now deceased counsel ruled, it would now be the place to find the knew leader of Terias. Lord shaker, an old friend of Mykith who had been distant for the last few years, had to be warned of the imminent danger Terias was facing. Shaker was a strong leader, he was Terias last hope for Terias's survival.
Mykith took his first steps toward the main entrance of the capitol in full view of the guards, loyal soldiers of his nation, men who would fight to death to preserve the way of life of the citizens of Terias...
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Archangel Zero
Mature loser
All is meaningless without it's opposite.
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Post by Archangel Zero on Feb 23, 2004 9:19:55 GMT -5
When the message from the Third Army finally reached him, Lord Shaker slammed his hand on his massive oaken desk. The shadowy creature he was conferring with jumped back in alarm.
-Damn that fool Phiera! I want him dead! You will replace him with one of your shape shifters. Understood?
-Of course my lord, said the creature with a silky voice, it shall be done.
Later that night, Shelops twisted and turned in his bed at the Phiera Inn. In his mind he saw a black dot, growing, growing and growing and within it, a shadow walker's head. "Kill Phiera" it whispered incessantly.
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Post by Banzai Kamikaze on Aug 18, 2004 12:07:29 GMT -5
When Shelops noticed three soldiers happily drinking Fayga's extact, he couldn't help but remember his past life. He drank so much his parents threw him out of his house before he reached adulthood ! He then lived a strange life, wandering in the streets, and starting a business with prostitutes. When he was mocked and beaten, no one would lift a finger to help him.
After a few years, he thought the Gods would have mercy on him, for having failed his life. He joined the Priesthood, only to understand that a secluded life preaching for distant gods was not enough.
He wanted vengeance, and above all, power over everything !
It was then that he was approached by the forces of darkness and Hell's demons. Reshaped and transformed, he was nearing his dream. Shelops knew the Undead Queen was watching him carefully, but unlike the other Shapeshifters of his kind, he wasn't controlled neither by her nor Varnon.
After months of shaping in a parallel plane where time was longer, he was now ready. With the power to infect other living creatures to take their body, he was a perfect assassin. If things would ever get rough, he could summon Varnon's powers to be brought back in his true body.
The bartender adressed Shelops when he sat near him.
"So, Treter, had a nice dream ?"
The real Treter inside Shelops's new body tried to cry for help, but he was not in control. How amusing, thought Shelops.
"Sure ! Hey, would you happen to know where Phiera is right now ? I need to talk to him about something important !"
The bartender stared at the soldier:
"Captain, you know where Phiera is...Did you drink this much ? He's in his command post, right over the road !"
"Yes...sure. Sorry, my head is hurting. Have a nice day !"
Shelops turned away and walked outside. The light was blinding him, as he was used to live in darkness or in red flames.
He did not have any problem reaching Phiera. The latter was talking with an officer over a map.
"Why didn't Lord Shaker give me an answer yet ? He... Oh, captain Treter ! What do you need, I'm quite busy."
Shelops smiled broadly. He slowly approached Phiera's officer who was glaring at him. With Treter's body, his strength was nowhere near its optimum, but it would do.
With unhuman speed, Shelops thrust his fist in the officer's abdomen. He could hear bones break and flesh torned.
Phiera quickly took his sword out. Luckily for him, he still wore his heavy armor.
"Treter ! Why...?"
The real Treter inside Shelops tried to warn his commander, but he did not have the will to break the monster's control.
As Shelops approached Phiera, licking his lips, the commander slashed defensively with his sword, crying for help. He managed to cut Treter's flesh here and there, but it didn't seem to bother him.
Shelops did not feel anything. He jumped on his adversary who avoided his grasp. Phiera masterfully pierced Treter's right leg.
Interesting. Shelops could not feel the pain, but he knew his body was in no state to continue the fight.
It was then Phiera witnessed the horror. Something came out of Treter's mouth. It expanded with a deafening explosion while Treter fell on the ground, crying with pain.
When the debris and dust fell on the ground, Phiera witnessed Shelops' true form. As his heart was removed from his petrified body, the commander stared in Shelops' eyes. He died with their image stuck in his mind.
The horrible eyes.
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