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Post by Silver on Aug 28, 2013 18:24:58 GMT
[Early entries]
The chaos shards are moving to Valencia. The surrounding worlds burn. I have reduced Chaos's army to cinders, only a handful of battalions remain, enough to be matched by Valencia's soldiers. But he doesnt care. If he takes Valencia, he will shatter what remains of hope in the universe, when Valencia falls, Chaos will feed on all the resulting pain and misery, all the chaos that will erupt. The queen is using all her powers to help the troops. Without her, they would not be able to destroy the immortal chaos shards. Only three people posses that power in all of creation. The queen of Valencia, who is currently dividing it all between the remaining soldiers, the first knight of Valencia, Leonid and of course me the god of creation. While Leonid holds the shards back, we are trying to complete the ritual. With any luck we will finish it before Chaos arrives to Valencia.
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Post by Silver on Aug 29, 2013 23:51:09 GMT
The stage of the battle. Leonid fights at the front, cleaving the shards into pieces, while the rest of the troops desperately try to support him. They are outmatched, it takes about three soldiers to take on a shard, and that is with the help the queen provides. I can feel the pressure. Chaos is coming. We know what has to happen. Leonid will hold him off long enough for us to finish the ritual once Chaos arrives. So much for the glory of Valencia, another world I wasnt able to protect. The best world...
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Post by Silver on Aug 30, 2013 19:20:25 GMT
Leonid fights in front of the Valencian troops. His armor shines like the sun. His sword slashes through the shards with ease, but their attacks are only slightly less effective on him, to them even the first knight of Valencia isnt invisible. Turning, he looks at the castle, he notices me standing in the window, trying to finalize the incantation for the ritual. In my eyes he can see that I am not planning on surviving the fight, I will drag Chaos into the day of tomorrow with me and lock the rift behind us. He smiles at me and turns back to the battle. Looking back, I should have realized that he had figured out my plan long ago, and only pretended to go along with it. He has always planned to be the one who forces Chaos into the trap. He was always going to be the one who saves me that day. He has hoped he would die that day. (Picture drawn by personal request by Alice in Red)
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Post by Silver on Sept 3, 2013 21:50:04 GMT
"We are almost done. Chaos is coming fast, but he will be too..." CRASH! A group of shards break into the throne room.
"An elite division. This means all the guards are dead..." The god growls. At least I'll be able to have some fun" He swings his scythe at the nearest shard. Increasing in size, and glowing with all the colors of the rainbow the scythe cuts clean through the shard that immediately fades, disappearing in bloody haze. The other shards move in from the side, two of them jumping into the air, heading for the Queen. Reaching towards one of the shards, his hand clenches into a fist. The shard is immediately compressed into a sphere that can pass through a drinking straw. One of the shards reaches the queen and lifts a hand to swipe at her, strange substance oozes from it's claws, dissolving the floor where it falls. All it takes is a single glance, and it is pierced by multiple chains, and ripped apart. "Ill take you all. And then Ill kill your master. I wont let Chaos corrupt this world any longer."
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Post by Silver on Sept 3, 2013 21:55:45 GMT
The shards take a step backwards. The god smiles. "The shards of chaos. Created to destroy, and corrupt. Yet there's one thing you are afraid of. Just one being in the whole world you are afraid of. And he's standing before you. I am the demon of Valencia. I am the God of Creation. I am the one who can reduce you to ashes with a single breath. Fear me!" He snaps his fingers and a giant explosion tears through the rest of the shards. The best of Chaos's warriors are no more. The top part of the castle is also reduced to cinders, the pair now standing on an open platform that used to be the throne room.
Behind him the queen looks up at the open sky. "He's here."
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