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Dracoon Zelda The temp ban/forum ban bypasser! Level: 84  Posts: 3712/3727 EXP: 5514391 For next: 147561 Since: 03-25-04 From: At home Since last post: 5 hours Last activity: 5 hours |
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| Raza: "Every day..." Raza walked further into the world that had once been beautiful. Now it was just a desert. Raza: "This world dies more..." Raza kept walking, now going over a huge sand dune and looking down on a village. Raza: "and people cling to life..." Raza tripped and quickly regained his balance. He held his right arm with his left, his eyes flying wide open. Raza: "when they know its hopeless..." Raza started to walk down slowly, his right arm glowing red. The energy from the arm shined brightly and was like a beacon even in the broad daylight. Raza: "and here I am... Not even able to make this arm stop hurting!" Raza shouted, agony filled his voice, the pain echoed all around and anything living around flinched at it. Raza's arm glowed brighter and he punched the ground. Nothing happened for a second, then the entire dune exploded, leaving him at the center of a new mountain of sand. Raza looked towards the village, holding his arm again. Raza: "Is anyone left in this world... who can at least fight! Why do they just hold on, not trying to get better, but just stay there!" |
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Zerodius Aquamentus Level: 65  Posts: 2036/2036 EXP: 2243783 For next: 91845 Since: 03-16-04 From: ??? Since last post: 2 days Last activity: 2 days |
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| ???: "Becease that existance is just a mere illusion." Two crimson lights... eyes? ???: "Nothing exists. Everything is just a fleeting memory... a pathetic, useless vision. There is no substance, nothing... there is no time, no space... only eternal darkness and emptiness." The crimson light took the forms of real eyes... eyes stuck in the sockets of a small creature... a creature hidden under a long, dirty black cloak and wielding a gigantic scythe made of human bones. The scythe was at least four times the size of the creature and the blade was more than large and sharp-looking enough to cleave any human in two in one strike... ???: "I do not understand why you seek to perpetuate existance... something that not even is. You were all born of nothing, are made of nothing, and will return to the nothing!" The creature pointed her scythe at Raza's arm... ???: "Why do you continue to exist, worthless soul? Even your body admits that it is useless, that you should not exist! Your soul fights to perpetuate... but what you should do is to cease all tought, to cease breathing and become one with the emptiness! To rebecome what you have always been and will always be... NOTHING!" The creature's eyes glowed with the intention to kill... ???: "You will not feel any more pain... no hapiness... no suffering... no love... no anger... no cold or heat... you will not feel anything. You will not be anything. Isn't this what the world was meant to be? Now... this scythe... will be your salvation! I will return your body and soul to the emptiness!" |
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Dracoon Zelda The temp ban/forum ban bypasser! Level: 84 Posts: 3715/3727 EXP: 5514391 For next: 147561 Since: 03-25-04 From: At home Since last post: 5 hours Last activity: 5 hours |
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| Raza let go of his right arm and held his left arm forward. It started to glow a light blue color. Raza: "No one can stop my existance!" Raza jumped into the air, doing a flip at the top of his jump and holding his left arm behind him. Almost as if he was shot forward by something. He held his left arm in front of him now, it was covered by an unknown material that formed a kind of armor, like a gauntlet. Parts of it branched off his arms into small spikes, and its light blue color seemed to make it unreal. Raza: "Left Hand of Creation: Raging Wind!" Wind started gushing from Raza's arm, hitting gale force extremely fast and getting stronger as he got closer. Raza: "And that's not all!" Raza landed on the ground in front of the demonic creature and jumped forward, trying to land a punch straight to the gut with the left arm. |
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