Sin Darkstar
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- Posted: Fri, 28 Apr 2006 02:19:30 +0000
Kiyoshi Takeda
Kiyoshi watched as his duplicated physical shell exploded. Undoubtedly he could have countered it, but watching the fireworks from that was much more interesting. In its place was a dark silloughette of metaphysical dark energies, for the duplicated physical energies could not stand all the explosiveness and flare of chaos energy. It was a dark silloughette of Kiyoshi Takeda, the nightmare demon form without its vampiric host. Dark strands flew off in every direction, color being drained from the environment as negative energy was leaked into the prime materia.
Life, Choas, Beauty, Color, all being decayed by the rapid expansion of negative thought energy and other dark energies which made up the metaphysical existence of Kiyoshi Takeda. The swirling dark energies without a physical shell to hold them, were bound only by the nightmare demon's corporal will.
It looked to Sin, eyes crimson surrounded in the otherwise colorless envirnoment. What seemed to be eyes glowing and flaring. "A chaotic nightmare such as this must continue..." A hallow laugh echoed throughout the land.
The nightmare realm, now with its representative free in the realm, started pouring out the fears and nightmares of all in existence into this place. Demons spread forth, murderers, an apocolyptic landscape all becoming reality as the two planes mixed.
Life, Choas, Beauty, Color, all being decayed by the rapid expansion of negative thought energy and other dark energies which made up the metaphysical existence of Kiyoshi Takeda. The swirling dark energies without a physical shell to hold them, were bound only by the nightmare demon's corporal will.
It looked to Sin, eyes crimson surrounded in the otherwise colorless envirnoment. What seemed to be eyes glowing and flaring. "A chaotic nightmare such as this must continue..." A hallow laugh echoed throughout the land.
The nightmare realm, now with its representative free in the realm, started pouring out the fears and nightmares of all in existence into this place. Demons spread forth, murderers, an apocolyptic landscape all becoming reality as the two planes mixed.
Sin's color wouldn't be drained, though his surroundings would. A grin overtook his lips as demons sprouted forth, creatures and such. He had to fix this quickly. His hands stopped, all movement in his body ceasing. Nothing moving with the wind, nothing flowing freely. Like a frozen statue. Instantly a blood red color began to seep out from his body, overtaking half of the land. From this red spikes began shooting forth at demons, slamming them and killing off many a demon. From the spines, small sapplings began falling to the ground. As they hit the ground, they would instantly re-root, small flaming imps beginning to skip about the area. Sin had infact tapped the chaos plane, which he had originated the secret energy of his body from. This was a sight, black smoke flowing from his hands, chest, feet, and eyes. The black smoke was turning to red as it flowed outwards.
Sin's eyes slowly pulled open, the golden orbs glowing in the dark crimson. He was beginning to feel the effects of using this much energy. Soon he would be fully drained.
"A great battle has been staged, and a long lasting friendship at last. Yet I cannot sustain this type of chaos for long." Sin's energy was depleating rapidly, his plane would return in a minute or so, letting the nightmare plane take over.
Falling to his knees as this happened, he coughed, crimson red liquid flowing out of his mouth. He was coughing up blood. Sin had done something he had forbid himself of ever doing, but had payed the price.
Sin's eyes slowly pulled open, the golden orbs glowing in the dark crimson. He was beginning to feel the effects of using this much energy. Soon he would be fully drained.
"A great battle has been staged, and a long lasting friendship at last. Yet I cannot sustain this type of chaos for long." Sin's energy was depleating rapidly, his plane would return in a minute or so, letting the nightmare plane take over.
Falling to his knees as this happened, he coughed, crimson red liquid flowing out of his mouth. He was coughing up blood. Sin had done something he had forbid himself of ever doing, but had payed the price.