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DA FOIT
Apr 8, 2015 20:34:55 GMT -5
Post by DeredereChan on Apr 8, 2015 20:34:55 GMT -5
Lyn was far from the wave, having already been pushed incredibly far away from the others. And the wave would easily be the least of her worries, as she now faced the literal demons that she had unwittingly summoned to this plane.
Lyn...didn't quite know how to react. If that man was a god...then what could these beings possibly be? With some trouble, she sat up to face the tallest one. Lyn attempted to open her mouth, but no words could come out. Even the very presence of these beings were overwhelming to the girl. Unable to speak, she merely gazed at them with wide eyes, her face a mix of fear and morbid curiosity.
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DA FOIT
Apr 8, 2015 21:07:52 GMT -5
Post by Tribune Bolton on Apr 8, 2015 21:07:52 GMT -5
Guts could've easily avoided the wave launched upon him, but his neck was practically burning from within his dark suit of armor as the arena descended into the Nexus of the astral world. The immediate rush of emotion distracted him as the wave slammed him back, leaving a trail in the re-arranging stone until he hit a wall that soon reformed into stairs, leaving him to tumble down them. Being able to take inhuman blows even outside of his armor, the berserker armor splinted into his flesh and bone to keep him in the fight. Bleeding from the creases of the plates, stunned momentarily, the Black Swordsman looked up with a mighty shout.
"FUUUUUCK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU GRIFFIIIIIIIIIITH!"
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DA FOIT
Apr 9, 2015 16:02:45 GMT -5
Post by Kars on Apr 9, 2015 16:02:45 GMT -5
Anger.
It begins to swell and churn within the Wrath as these interlopers speak. While the Wrath had also struggled against fate, he didn't need to call upon some creatures from a different dimension. No, The Wrath had changed his own fate with nothing but his own hands. This summoning was perhaps one of the greater insults they could have thrown against him. Regardless, The Wrath wasn't about to end their fight due to the arrival of several unwanted interlopers. Channeling the anger that recently manifested itself, The Wrath blankets the area with a specific sort of force power. This power, as soon as it manifests, is something just as bad if not worse than the wave previously launched at the group.
Fear.
Without any sort of warning or sign, The Wrath attacks the three on a mental level. Should this not be countered in some manner, The trio would find themselves struck with pure fear on the deepest of mental levels. The body would begin to shake despite however steady one might normally be in the face of danger, the mind would stutter and wrack itself with uncertainty, and if left to continue, the Fear would overcome the targets in their entirety.
Regardless of who falls prey to the fear and who doesn't, The Wrath speaks to his opponents.
" I'm going to make this one painful experience after another. Prepare yourselves. "
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DA FOIT
Apr 9, 2015 16:15:24 GMT -5
Post by hellohello on Apr 9, 2015 16:15:24 GMT -5
The tall one, Void, nodded his head as a rift in space appeared in front of Guts. He instantly reappeared back in his original position at the wall. After that, another portal appeared below Lyn, making her reappear ona small staircase nearby the woman, Slan.
"Lyndis. Just speak two simple words. 'I Sacrifice'. That is all you must do. Then, all the power in the world will be yours."
Void turned his attention to the Wrath.
"Mortal, do not attempt to interfere with the Sacrifice. We will not hesitate to end your existence."
The man in black armor, Femto, took a single step down the staircase. ______________________________________________________________________________________
Yagiyama was filled with a horrible sensation:fear. The worst fear he had ever known. He was drowning, perpetually drowning. Why was he always drowning?
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DA FOIT
Apr 9, 2015 19:19:40 GMT -5
Post by DeredereChan on Apr 9, 2015 19:19:40 GMT -5
At first, Lyn was paralyzed. But it was soon followed by the shaking. Shaking that pointed to her mind being invaded by a fear that she couldn't handle. Every action she had ever taken was put under incredible scrutiny, the weight of every act judged. She could see it now, nothing mattered : her whole existence was laughable, her life negligible. She fell over into the fetal position, her mind and body taking an incredible toll. She could feel the shadows of her mind creeping up to get her, to snatch her up at any moment. A primal scream emerged from her, as she was unable to keep it under control any longer. Over and over again, she could hear the voices in her head, repeating the same words.
You are nothing. You will be left behind. You are nothing. You will be left behind. You are nothing. You will be left behind. You are nothing. You will be left behind.
It seemed hope had run out for Lyndis. However...Void's words reverberated within her, opened up a part of her mind that she usually repressed. Those words spoke to her on a primal level, a level that pointed to the emotion that has ruled man for all of it's existence : power, and the desire for it. A force in direct opposition to that of fear, a force that acts as a primal sort of hope, although it is a hope that stems from greed. Despite fear still running rampant within her brain, she felt the need to sit up again and look towards void. As she struggled from the two forces playing tug of war within her heart, in a quiet voice, she spoke up. "What...what can you do for me?"
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