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*It was a quiet day in the land around. The time would just pass by like day after day; and yet, it all seemed to perfect. The people of the land could be seen walking around, talking to each other like they were all family. Drinking at their bars and sitting in the couches of their guild lobby rooms. Yes all seem to be perfect for the meantime as nothing seem to be happening. But then the weather over the clam valley began to change slowly. Animals and plant life alike began to go into strange ways; the animals were running around afraid and worried as if a disaster was about to hit the land with great force and bring down everything that was in its way. Plant life began to age and die out quickly but yet the only plants that didn’t have any effect were the roses. The only effect that the roses had were they were growing and spreading like wild fire; the pedals changing colors from red to Dark blue and from white, to pitch black.
The sky then seem to go from day to night like time was speeding out of control, yet no human or animal like being was effected, only the plants. The sky then was covered by a dark and ominous Strom cloud. With the cloud it brought overflowing rains and monstrous lighting and thunder. With each bolt that would hit the ground, it would cause a ten foot wide and ten foot deep crater in front of the building. The wind would blow harshly, ramming against the guild doors and windows. It would seem that whatever was coming there way was coming from where the wind was blowing. Yet, no one could be seen coming from the vast land out side. It was just the ungodly weather and the strange roses that could be seen on the out side. All of the sudden, the weather seems to calm. It was nothing but a hard rain and light winds blowing and beating against the guild. Though, the presence of a dark aura could be sensed. The aura could be felt all around, but it didn’t have a point of origin.
Then out of no where a wind on the inside of the guild began to blow harshly throughout the place. The wind was blowing from the back wall of the guild towards the front doors as if it was trying to blow everything and everyone out of the guild. The wind started to get stronger as from the back wall began to show a small black and grey opening getting wider as the aura that was being sensed earlier, was now getting stronger and coming from the small opening. The opening-the size of a pea-began to grow wider until it would fit the whole size of the wall. It was a portal leading into what seem to be a blank (Or void) dimension. But as all seemed normal (As if this was normal) thousands upon thousands of souls of people began to fill the dimension taking up the whole wall. The wall itself would not become a wall of trapped souls. The souls looked as if they were calling out to people wanting them to join the as the souls would reach out with there arms and try to grab someone or something to add to the wall.
But out of all the chaos, one dark figure seemed to be floating out of the wall of souls. The souls, would then part so that the person could make his way through the souls. But was the person was coming closer to getting out the souls would seem to grab hold of the person and help lead him out. As the souls carried the man to the front of the portal they seem to just hold them there in a cross like position. His head was down, his hair covering his face so that no one would be able to tell who it was at first site. Moaning and groaning could be heard from the souls as they would lightly drop the man on the floor before them. Souls that weren’t trapped in the wall would slowly float in a circle around the man. The man was on the floor kneeling down on one knee his head still down so that his face could still be hidden for the moment.
The portal began to close and as it did, the man began to laugh morbidly and sadistically. He would then slowly stand up and rise his head up so his crimson blood red eyes could be seen, staring into the very souls over everyone in the room. He smiled at everyone in a not so friendly way as he just stared at them all with his creepy if not frightening eyes. Desh would now walk into the dimly-lit room slowly making his way to a chair in one of the far corners of the room. The two souls around him would follow closely, yet they were not your normal souls. They are female guardian souls sent from the fallen angel Abbandon. Each soul had her own special power that would serve Deshwitat well. Deshwitat would then find a chair and take it with him to take a seat at the bar. The second Deshwitat would sit down the two female souls would sit on Deshwitat’s shoulder watching everyone around him.*
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