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Posted: 04-26-2003 , 06:01
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Scarlet Rain Silence
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location: Feudal Japan
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Hisame Shizumaru - 5:4
Ameki smiled over
at Ky, while Jason dug through his supplies, trying to find
ingredients to help soothe the Frenchman's injuries. You finished
then, finally? Ii... ii desu... now all that is left is to
accomplish is Kotetsu. Ah... I think I'll enjoy this... His gaze
slowly drifted back up to Kotetsu, who was struggling to stand on
his feet - and Ameki laughed again, his head leaning back a little.
He grinned, baring the delicate fangs again, and his eyes twinkled
as he shot a glare at the ninja, causing him to stumble on his feet.
"Why, you seem to have gotten a bit hurt!" he smirked.
"Shall I put you out of your misery quickly, or do you think you
might be up to simply giving up and killing yourself right now?"
Ameki winked, and stretched out his arms, cracking the knuckles in
his hands and baring his claws. "Either way, I shall make sure to
spill some of your blood for myself..." He flapped his wings a few
times, letting some loosened feathers fall to the ground, and then
he folded them behind his back gently. With another little laugh, he
nodded his head and beckoned to the ninja with his clawed hand.
"Fight or flee?"
"I do not give into pain so easily," Kotetsu
growled. He raised his hand to his chest, and concentrated his Aura
- the Katzbelger had started to flicker out of view, until the ninja
concentrated on keeping it solid. Ameki cocked his head at it
disinterestedly, and once it swung down to try and chop him in half,
he blocked it with Shizumaru's nodachi. "Ah... the Ou Haraeno Maga
Kami Shizumaru is very faithful to its owner, isn't it? You serve me
only to protect Shizumaru, no?" he smiled, and bent his knees so
that he could spring up and throw the sword off - which is exactly
what he did (although he needed the extra boost from his wings to
pull it off; the claymore was quite heavy).
The sword
clattered to the ground, and Kotetsu clutched his forehead angrily,
trying to raise the Katzbelger once more. He did manage to raise it,
though the veins protruding on his forehead hardly escaped Ameki's
sharp eyesight. The demon smirked confidently, and licked his lips,
wistfully dreaming of the moment he would be able to dive in and rip
the life from his body - a strange feeling. It confused him as to
why he thought that - did being oni necessarily constitute
that he had to lust for blood?
... I guess not, he
thought to himself. Maybe it's just a part of bein- oro oro,
Ameki frowned, jumping off the ground with a flap of his wings to
avoid the Katzbelger swinging below his feet. "You're slacking,
Kotetsu!" he laughed. "You cannot even lift up your sword off of the
ground! You have grown weak... Kiske-san dealt you some very nasty
looking pain; oughn't you better give up and spare your life?" He
smiled brightly, and reveled inwardly at the expression of fury it
brought to the ninja's face. "Ah-ah-ah, be calm and relax your mind,
now."
"Do not mock me!!" Kotetsu nearly screamed as his eyes
bulged out, focused with all his mind on lifting up the sword -
which, to his further consternation, Ameki was avoiding with little
to no effort at all - a step over this way, then a jump right over
the pitiful arc he'd swung - and what hurt him even more was the
demon's laughter as he easily avoided every effort of attack. Ameki
fluffed out his wings a bit, and cracked his knuckles once more,
brandishing the claws again. "I can end this now," he whispered,
"and you might die with a little dignity left to spare. Would that
be suitable for you, hm? All you need to do is say the word and I
will kill you..."
Kotetsu was completely silent. He closed
his eyes for a second, and then they flew back open - and the
Katzbelger was swinging around madly in the air, while the veins on
his head had disappeared. Ameki was stunned - he couldn'tve
regained his power in such little time, could he? He is swinging
that sword as if it were merely a dead twig from off of the
ground! Quickly, he dodged the sword as it swung around him,
flipped backwards as it swung up, and ducked to the ground once it
decided to thrust forward. Ameki rolled out of the way as it slammed
onto the ground where he'd just been, and he shook off the tension
that had suddenly blossomed in that instant. It swung up over him
again; once more, he rolled away, and this time got to his feet,
still entirely confused about how Kotetsu had regained his mental
strength in less than a second.
How in the world did
he DO it? Ameki bared his teeth angrily. He's still as
injured as ever, and yet -
He whirled around in horror,
as the sword flew right towards him. In an instant, Ameki fell into
a backflip, managing to dodge the sword - but he was too late for
his feet.
Though it didn't hurt a bit.
Ameki blinked,
and stared at one of his feet - not even a drop of blood. His jaw
dropped in astonishment, and he took a good look at the Katzbelger
again - ... it's fuzzy... it's not solid! That's how he's doing
it; he can't focus enough to keep it solid, so he's trying to fool
me into thinking that he's regained his strength... a-ha, tricky,
aren't we? Ameki broke out into a fit of laughter, and sprung to
his feet lithely. "Kotetsu, baka na, baka na desu! You cannot
fool me forever!"
Kotetsu paid no heed, and continued to
swing the sword around in every direction. Ameki dusted himself off
quickly, then sheathed Shizumaru's nodachi, changing preference to
the umbrella, Kirisame, for the first time. Slowly, he walked in
Kotetsu's direction, which, to Jason's eyes, looked like suicide -
"Shiz - er - Ameki!! Look out for his sword, it's coming right FOR
yo - " A moment later, he was stunned to see the sword pass faintly
through the demon, while Ameki kept a solemn, grave face. "What in
the..." was all that Jason could mouth out silently.
Finally,
Ameki stood barely five feet away from the ninja, where he noticed
once more that veins were protruding from his head once more. He
shook his head sadly and sighed, slowly opening up the umbrella.
"Let me end your suffering, hm...?" Carefully, he took up
Shizumaru's Hiten Ryu stance, delicately holding the umbrella - then
he started to spin it in his hands; at first slow, then the speed
picked up, faster and faster and faster, until the umbrella looked
like it was gathering fire around the edges. Ameki took a deep
breath, then in less than a second - he slid in , and swung up the
umbrella, carrying them both into the air and literally setting the
ninja aflame. Ameki kicked off from the limp body, and flipped a
couple of times before flapping his wings to slow his fall.
Kotetsu's body landed on the ground rather roughly,
twitching.
Ameki looked over at Jason, and smiled gently - so
unbecoming of a demon that it did more fright to the young man than
comfort. "He is not dead, do not worry. I would not allow Ameki to
kill him - his body seems damaged enough..."
"S-Shizumaru?!"
Jason was dumbfounded. "But - I thought - "
"He lost himself
in the moment. I... I took the window of opportunity to drive him
back..." Shizumaru sighed, and looked over at Kotetsu's fallen form.
He bowed his head, hiding his eyes from view - "... excuse me -
"
He ran off, and Jason was wildly confused again - until he
heard crying, and a trembling murmur of "Hanaseru... hanaseru...
... yamete..."
--
maah~ :3
a lonely
soul ____________________ moonlit skies speaker of silence
________________ candlelit town footsteps in the night
_____________ eyes cast in gloom utter reliance
____________________ a saddened frown
sweet serenity
__________________ shielded by innocence waits to be broken
_______________ hidden by beauty its mouth aghast
________________ the demon sleeps within a demon hath spoken
____________ destroying naievte
~ hisame shizumaru, survivor
x - oboeru mo ~
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Posted: 04-26-2003 , 06:11
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Ratio 4 Vanessa Abuser
 Registered: May 2001 Location: Secret Boss Stage
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Due to
my immense lateness, two things are going to happen:
1.
Semifinals/Finals will be one large round with phases. 2. EXP
dropped, because it's not needed anymore.
The Five were
defeated. Barely.
Master
List
Daisetsu --- The Red
Phoenix
Sponsors xxxxxxxxxxxxxxDry31 -
Testament(Guilty Gear) xxSlipstream - Yuri Hyuga(Shadow
Hearts) xxxxxxxxExeter - Sol Badguy(Guilty
Gear)
Sidekicks m121akuma - Dan Hibiki(Street
Fighter Alpha) Ryudo - Ryudo(Grandia II) Anoat -
Scorpion(Mortal Kombat)
Fallen Bowling Pin - The
Hulk(Marvel Super Heroes) Lantis - Setsuna(Gekka no Kenshi
2) colguile - Allen Sanyder (Street Fighter EX) Switchblade -
Vice and Mature(The King of Fighters) ShinkuuR - Rydia of
Mist(Final Fantasy IV)
Kalten --- The
Blue Dragon
Sponsors xxxxxxxxLuna -
Opera Vectra(Star Ocean: The Second Story) xxxxxxxxBaka - Ky
Kiske(Guilty Gear) xxxxxxxxxxxSan Draco - Shang Tsung w/ Li Mei's
skeleton(Mortal Kombat)
Sidekicks Magus -
Blanka(Street Fighter) Samus Aran - Samus Aran(Super Smash
Bros.)
Fallen Just Some Guy - Captain Falcon(Super
Smash Bros.) Curley W - Jason Soe w/ Vader Zen Master -
Kyosuke(Rival Schools) Daisuke7777 - K'(The King of
Fighters) S-Chicken Boner - Adol Christian(Y's)
Jun --- The Green
Dragon
Sponsors xxxxxxxxxxxxxxWayne -
Mal'Ganis(WarCraft III)
Sidekicks Psycho Power
J-Yuffie-RPG-Jun-sidekick Soujiro Seta-Mesdoram
Elmdor/Zalera-RPG-Jun-sidekick
Fallen The Damned -
King(The King of Fighters) Nif -
Kite(.hack//infection) Simplistic Hero - Kuma(Tekken) Larrok -
Max (Tales of Destiny II) Thirdtwin - Chipp Zanuff(Guilty Gear)
Kellios - Vincent Valentine(Final Fantasy VII) eyesaw -
Storm(X-Men: Children of the Atom)
Dorrin --- The White
Tiger
Sponsors xxxxxxxxxRenmazuo - Alma
Beoulve(Final Fantasy Tactics) xxxxxxxxxxxxxCarlyCheeese - Hisame
Shizumaru(Samurai Shodown) xxxxxxxxxxxxKrizak - Mint(Threads of
Fate)
Fallen Amethyst - Blue/Rouge/Amethyst(SaGa
Frontier) MageusBlack - Maya Amano(Persona) pirate360 -
AirMan(Rockman: The Power Battles) Adam*Warlock - Rogue(X-Men
V.S. Street Fighter) Bugenhagen - Tingle(Legend of Zelda: The
Wind Waker)
After the battle with the Five, however... Sol,
Ky, Yuri, and Opera found themselves too drained to continue.
Greetings to our new Fallen.
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Switchblade |
Posted: 04-26-2003 , 06:15
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Road Warrior
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location: In your fridge,
behind the mayo
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"Well?" Vice asked her partner, "Are you quite finished
making an ass out of yourself?"
"Sorry," Mature blushed, "Not
really sure what came over me." She didn't dare to say it out loud,
but a part of her had strongly enjoyed mothering Alma. She wondered
if maybe having a child of her own someday wouldn't be so bad after
all.
"Well come on," Vice said, "We can't jsut stand around
here all..." Vice's voice trailed off as she suddenly realized she
couldn't hear her own words. Nor could she hear Mature's worried
reply. The only sound she could sense was the rapid beating of her
own heart.
Vice started coughing, slowly at first but then
with growing intensity. Blood began to emerge from her mouth with
each cough. For Vice it felt like she was dying. And then it
stopped...
Mature looked over at her partner in concern. Vice
had suffered from coughing fits on occasion, but never anything this
bad. As Mature watched helplessly vice's body began to glow with a
strange purplish light. Deep inside her she felt a soft yet
insistent tugging. She knew what was happening. The same thing that
Goenitz had always been so afraid of. Vice was entering into the
Orochi Blood Riot. Thinking of nothing but her own safety Mature
turned and ran.
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Posted: 04-26-2003 , 06:22
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The Night Beckons...
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location:
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Finally decided to write something. And the
people rejoiced.
"Yay."
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Mal'Ganis walked--
limped, more accurately-- toward the same battlefield he had
directed Shang Tsung to. That the mortal had dared to assume
the powers of a Nathrezim, let alone Anetheron himself; was one
thing; the fact that he had bested Mal'Ganis doing so was even more
galling.
One foot in front of the other. That's it... no
use for portals; they'll be prepared for one now.
Kashell
he could sense. There were four others, but the tides of battle were
turning against them-- powerful, certainly; but no match for
presumably Jun and Dorrin, let alone their summoned toadies.
Mal'Ganis felt anew a stab of anger as he thought of the "four" who
had summoned him; while they had taken a more active hand-- less
Kalten, of course, ha, ha-- than he had assumed, it did not
change that those in power were relying on others to battle for
them; and they had remained essentially as they were while their
victims had grown ever stronger.
Mal'Ganis himself had
reached powers few other Dreadlords had ever achieved; and once he
mastered them, a feat Tsung, with his formidable discipline, had
done instantly; he would be a match for any in the Burning
Legion.
But that isn't enough. More power... powerful
souls. Such as these "Five...."
Then another thought
struck him. If my mental powers have increased so much... then
surely my ability to command spirits has as well.
With
only the faintest grin he Cloaked himself, drinking an Invisibility
Potion, and opened a portal to the distant
palace.
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Two of the "Four" were already down,
though not dead... the better to test this on. One was an
elder mortal, a magician, presumably; the other was yet
another ninja.
Of course they had not fallen alone;
several of their challengers, one the blonde fighter he had sensed
fighting Shang Tsung earlier, and others; also lay on the
ground.
My aura is indiscriminate, fortunately. I hope
that they don't mind....
Mal'Ganis had appeared halfway
up the central tower on an outstanding balcony, giving him his
superior view of the battle; and while invisible it was unlikely any
of the participants could see him. He closed his eyes and reached
out with both hands, focusing more power than he ever had
before.
He focused it on his Vampiric Aura.
The
translucent amethyst shimmer seemed to explode outward, instantly
covering the entire tower above and the courtyard below. The
powerful Mage shuddered in his forced sleep as Mal'Ganis began to
break through his relaxed defenses; Ky gasped, a trickle of blood on
his jaw deepening and reddening; nearly at the same moment that a
demon who had apparently once been Shizumaru delivered the final
blow to his adversary, Kotetsu; and Mal'Ganis expanded the aura over
him.
Power... all... this... power....
Miriko,
as the enemy psychic was called; was the first to notice what was
now happening, and she broke away from the melee below to fire a
telekinetic blast of light toward Mal'Ganis.
A minute before
it would likely have blasted him through the tower and out the other
side, leaving a trail of blood-- and mortar, heh--
behind.
The Dreadlord narrowed his eyes, and the superhot
psychic storm dissipated inches from his body. He snarled and
projected a blast of his own, a crackling red beam of energy nearly
the rival of Anetheron's; and the woman was barely able to dodge.
Mal'Ganis's eyes flared as he began to narrow his telepathic link to
her, dampening even the formidable powers of her "Aura,"
Dominarin.
Confident that her end, as with the others', was
immenent, Mal'Ganis returned his attention to his feast. The wounds
of those fallen, both ally and enemy; worsened; as their spirits
were stripped away....
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No, it's nothing fatal. And
no, you're of course free to totally ignore it for the semis/final.
Like Draco was earlier this is merely here to provide an explanation
for an increase in Mal'Ganis's powers; it's, heh, not like he's
Levelling up or anything. 
Edit: *reads the final tally* ...no. I don't
believe it. :/ *sighs* Well, that's the way it goes, I suppose. Make
sure to get rid of me during the "last" round, then.
:P
"As you can see, your people are now mine. I
will now turn this city, household by household, until the flame of
Life has been snuffed out... forever." - Mal'Ganis
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Posted: 04-26-2003 , 06:52
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Ex-Turk
 Registered: Feb 2003 Location: Alone
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Assume Vinny didn't bother taking apart in the fight, so
this is before "The Four." Which works out, because he wouldn't
have, anyways. Not the way he's feeling XD;
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Vincent’s mind whirled, and he couldn’t help
back wonder what he was thinking, if he was at all. He almost wanted
to pace up and down the sidewalks, but he did not want to draw any
special attention to himself, and Vincent knew in a sense that he
was not welcomed into this city.
This cannot be real. I
barely know the woman. I am technically old enough to be her father…
her grandfather, even. There is no possible way that this could have
happened… I pledge to myself that…
You
enjoyed it, Valentine. You haven’t felt that way since her, have
you?
Chaos… not now…. Not as I feel like this. I do
not want to hear your banter anymore. I swear upon it that I will
never let you take over again.
Oh, but
right now is the best part! Admit it, Vincent… you liked the taste
of her mouth on yours. You felt something you had not felt in years,
and will probably not feel in years to come. You felt the spark… and
so did she. The two of you know that that was quite the moment you
shared together.
Chaos… what had she and I been doing
today? Why can I not remember?
Heh… I do
not know what is going to disturb you more. Knowing you were
engrossed with her, or knowing how you acted
today.
Completely baffled by what Chaos was saying
to him, Vincent turned a street corner and into an alley, his blood
surging through his veins and the rock in his chest rapidly spinning
around. Vincent was furious. Furious at himself, furious at Chaos,
furious at the tournament.
But not at
her, eh?
Chaos… please, tell me…
I am not your personal recording device, Valentine.
Perhaps you are left better with a hang-over than anything else in
this type of situation.
You are not helping the
situation, Chaos… I kissed a woman whom I only met
yesterday…
Vincent sat down on the cobblestone alleyway,
with his legs crossed and his back up against the building wall. He
stared out over onto the building wall in front of him, trying to
clear his head and try to retrieve any sort of memory about the
previous night and today. Staring blankly at the building wall,
graffiti written in an unknown language, Vincent let his mind drift
ever so slightly into his thoughts.
…Did I really go into
a fudge shop? And buy a strawberry…. Ice cream?
I am just as surprised as you
are.
Vincent tried recalling anything about the
day, but nothing came to him. All he remembered was seeing, of all
things, a whole lot of fudge, and eating an ice cream. He remembered
a blur of blonde hair as well, and shuddered, knowing that it was
Opera’s.
Rubbing his head with his hand, Vincent let out a
long, drawn out sigh and leaned his head back until it touched the
wall.
Lucrecia… what have I done?
Kiss a woman who was not her.
Vincent
snarled to the demon inside of him, and looked down at his claw,
waving his ‘fingers’ around, the slight clink of metal when the
claws brushed up against each other.
I have kissed a woman
who was not her…
And enjoyed
it.
Vincent didn’t bother fighting back against
Chaos, because he somehow knew that the demon was
right.
As I stand here today with the world as my witness, I pledge
to you my undying and everlasting love. I
will stand beside you as your partner, I will stand before you
as your protector, And I will stand behind you as your solace. Please spend and end your life with me.
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Posted: 04-26-2003 , 07:06
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Ratio 4 Vanessa Abuser
 Registered: May 2001 Location: Secret Boss Stage
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Every
member of the Five that the candidates were fighting fell back from
their positions, severely weakened from the extended
battle.
"Amazing..." Miriko mused. "They do not tire, nor
cease to grow in strength. We cannot defeat the
prophecy..."
"I can't accept that!" Minako shouted, her eyes
coming to tears. "What about us?! What about our
families?"
Their adversaries were stunned
silent.
Kotetsu spoke up. "It's our greatest secret... and
our greatest weakness."
Ziomer continued. "Every member of
the Five has a relative, a cousin, a family unit... Someone close to
us, whose life or death hangs on our obedience. We've lost two each
so far, save our leader. We can't give up now... we have to
protect...!"
The old man flared up with magical power, as the
rest of them regained their fighting stances. Suddenly, a voice rang
out from the other side of the courtyard.
"You fucking
assholes! You mean all this time the Archbishop's had his hand
around your throat too?"
It was Kalten. He strode to the
entrance with a tense air around him--he looked extremely
pissed.
Jun cried out. "Kalten! How'd you escape?"
The
young archer closed his eyes with a smug grin. "Heh, no thanks to
you... Those idiots tried to kill me with
electrocution."
Dorrin facepalmed. "Amazing..."
Just
that instant, a blue mass of something flew past the group, creating
a nasty sound as it crashed into the courtyard wall. Out of the mist
flew Daisetsu--his Phoenix Aura was fully out, and he caught the
limp form before it landed on the ground from
recoil.
"...Shine."
Daisetsu and Suzaku rose up
much higher into the air with Kashell's limp form, their bodies
already a plume of incandescent golden flame as they rocketed up
past the others' visibility. Then the flame came again, plummeting
down with even more speed. The Red Phoenix crushed Kashell's body at
escape velocity, sending down explosions of flame and streams of
searing power all over the man's body as they impacted into the
ground. The resulting explosion was blinding.
When the light
faded, Daisetsu stumbled out of the mist, his body cut in several
places, bleeding from many. Dorrin quickly ran up to
him.
"Byakko."
The aged warrior shone with an
off-white burst of energy, and the shimmering form of an enormous
white tiger could be seen as it poured energy back into Daisetsu.
The slashes healed within seconds, and Daisetsu looked noticably
better.
"...Thanks, Dorrin. Byakko."
"How was
it?"
"Crushing my longtime former partner for what he did?
...Satisfying."
Everyone turned to look at Daisetsu, save the
Five, who were silent.
He laughed. "That's right. I was part
of the Five once, when Kotetsu wasn't a member. When Naclos reigned
under a different Archbishop, and was not nearly so hostile towards
An'ven. I was raised in the city behind you, long before it became
the cesspool it is now."
His eyes closed. "When I discovered
what the new Archbishop was up to, I fled to the desert, ignoring
his hold over me. That may have been either the best or worst
decision of my life, but here I am, today. This man still has in his
grip the most precious person to me, however."
Dorrin's eyes
narrowed. "The rumors were true, then. About a merciless killer who
swung his blade every day so that his sister might live a normal
life."
Daisetsu's smile was bitter. "You have me caught. And
Anko still lives, in that tower. I can feel it."
Ziomer
coughed. "That's because the Archbishop has chosen her as the focus
for his ritual... He had us steal maidens from each continent, but
they all proved useless for his purposes. How ironic that the ante
he'd planned to kill for your betrayal turned out to be of direct
Flame An'ven blood."
Kalten spat. "Seems like this Archbishop
is pulling all the strings... and way too fucking many for us to
know about."
"That's right, we don't know..." Jun, who had
been mostly silent, spoke up. "Who is the Archbishop? We know the
ceremony was kept silent, but..."
Kotetsu looked down, as did
the rest of them. "He is a plague upon all of us. That is all we can
say to you without risking immediate destruction--key phrases and
words will set off a link spell that kills our beloved.
...But!"
Minako looked at them, pleadingly. "Save our kin,
since we cannot risk it! Stop the Archbishop, and the war with it!
This is our only chance to be free again... Daisetsu made the best
choice in running away, even though it was
cowardly..."
Miriko nodded. "You'll find him past those
doors--the tower itself is a space-distortion illustion that leads
you into his pocket dimension. He and Anko will be there, along
with.... the Collection."
Daisetsu frowned. "You added all
the soliders killed from the Soulis'en battle, didn't you...
damn..."
Ziomer nodded. "Naturally."
"Daisetsu. What
are they talking about?" Dorrin looked up.
"I'd rather show
you than explain. You're not going to like what you're going to
see--this is the reason why I fled Nantos." He moved up to the
doors, and pushed them open--a swirling vortex awaited.
"This
is the point of no return... prepare yourselves
accordingly."
He stepped in. Dorrin took a long swig of his
sake jug, then smashed it on the ground and charged in. Kashell spat
on the ground, nocked an arrow, and sidled in.
Jun paused,
then retrieved a letter from under her chainmail, directly under her
busom. She read it... and her eyes widened, a blush overtaking her
soft cheeks.
"Tell the reader of this letter to prove himself
behind this door."
She walked in, tossing the letter behind
her--it burst into a plume of green flame.
After a few
moments, the candidates followed, unsure of what lay
ahead.
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