Welcome to Gaia! :: Oni Waban | Revamped... Plot Twist [On the Offensive..]

(( yea, walk outside. say you sense something. idk, be cool. and its okay if you don't fight. if i kill you, atleast you'll get some attention twisted ))

* from the shadows a silhouette approaches, sailing through the darkness like a ghost. The figment is moving in a sluggish motion, yet, under the guise of night his breaths are audible; They are heavy, and erratic like an animal’s. soon the veil of shade is lifted, and a man known to some as Draka is revealed.
Those who once known this man as the perfectly crafted anarchist and agent of tyranny is now reduced to a thin, and tarnished frame. Still, a turbulent and irate aura circles him like the stink of a hundred rotting corpses.
His cool, stern gaze locks onto to the woman whom he does not know, but hates just as callously as any other living being. He growls, and examines her with eyes that hunger for carnage. She, unfortunately, is the first living human he had seen since his exile. In which time he has detached himself completely form human contact. He is, like his appearance indicates, animal-like and feels for no humanity, nor is he willing to learn.*

“ Wolf…” he mutters. “ …..Order….” he barks then closes his eyes tightly as several expressions jumbled onto his face- as if his brain had just overload on ten different conflicting thoughts. “ sacrilege! Their life!” he snapped. “ its absurd. Your absurd! you insect!” suddenly, a slim smile burst onto his face. “ die, and never be born again!” suddenly a radiation of purple light engulfed Draka’s starved body. “ your memories are heresy, punishable by death. Spread the word, if I let you live, that Draka is no longer.” abruptly, Draka’s face jerks to the right, but then falls slowly back in the center. “ that he has achieved dissidence from the obscure lives of your kind through backwards enlightenment- becoming nothing.” he then twitched again, his fiery aura kindling. * “ seeing everything! He spat “ kneel before me. Kneel now, and simony yourself over to me.” as he barks the last words of his sentence his voices lows to a growl, where he maintains that note for a few moments after speaking.
His aura, meanwhile, is becoming increasingly obvious in its size and scope. Its practically immeasurable, and channels from an endless abyss of madness and rage. Its enough to make one wonder: what kind of man could turn such filth into this omnipresent power?* “ what do you believe?”

“ No, we’re threw talking.” and with that Draka rose his right index finger and pointed it directly at the young woman.

His eyes narrowed, and his brow tilted inwards towards his nose. a small collection of energy gathered into a point of light which hovering above his finger tip. “ send your leaders this message, since you are so incompetent!”

he shouted as the point of light busted from his finger and shot at the woman’s chest. There wasn’t enough time in which the eye could react, but if examined closely enough- one could see the energy carried a message: Wolf Guardian

If the burst of energy was to collide with the woman, the message would be branded onto her chest. If not, the message would be burned into one of the trees behind her.

A moment later Draka was gone.

(( sorry gotta run.))

Kurai had turned, to the young woman sneaking out. Icy eyes eyed her, slowly blinking as she frowned, witnessing the immensely annoying rambling as she gave a deep sigh.

The one's that talked so much, those were always the most annoying. Her lip curled up in an annoyed look abit, when seeing the man had disappeared. She hoped her voice carried to the girl. "I know you would of killed him. I suppose he got cold feet" She said with a sly smile.