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Feeling her hand on his shoulder he would have thought to smile if the situation had been a little bit different, or even the same within another time. However Adeodatus knew nothing good would come of this so as he was turned he expected the worst and was handed it most literally. The hit made a clean contact point across his cheek and his body swayed from it, but he didn't let out the slightest grunt.

What he did do however was roll his tongue around the inside of his mouth slowly before spitting out a little bit of blood. Perhaps it was his cheek hitting against his fang rather hard due to her slap or who knows what other cause it could have been from. Regardless of this he rubbed his cheek and said nothing, absolutely nothing to the woman he had sworn to protect.

It appeared in his mind that she was nothing but a liar to him at this point: A woman who told him that he could love her without the fear of such casualty of his own feelings. What a lie indeed that was.

Seeing the armor off in the distance he walked over to it and knelt down in front of it touching it softly. "...this fits..me?..."While assessing his loses he just figured to the victor go the spoils and took up the armor made for his lower frame as requested by the king and settled it onto his body.

Moving back toward Cere he looked over to her and spoke in a very coarse manner. "Remember what happened here today Cere in any case you wish to throw around that word once more..." Turning his eyes to Alex he said to her in the same manner. "You remember as well..."

Now for Diago, of all the people to say this to he honestly thought this man would be the last one that these words would ever be uttered towards. "Good job." With that he headed out of the castle doors to go toward the Artic Kingdom which would be a long journey but he was ready for it, besides Cere already stated that is where they were going.

Unfortunately on his way out he was stopped by one of the royal guards of Locrym who gripped onto his pant leg and bowed deeply. "My king wait! I beg of you not to leave us in this way" Casting his eyes down at the man he muttered in an exasperated voice. "What!?"

There wasn't much he could say to the girl when she spoke her question-like statements. So in turn Adeodatus said nothing but stood firm in his location. In his mind he was protecting what he loved even if it didn't return the favor. Which became all the more apparent in his eyes when she came at him with such hatred it appeared.

Turning his blade rather fast he slammed it in the ground in front of him and took a deep breath while closing his eyes. "Fine..." He whispered before slowly opening his eyes and spreading his arms only slightly out to his sides with open palms. Obviously he had no intention of defending himself from this girls wrath, and he knew the implications of it. With as much power as she was putting out. The only thing he could even think to mutter just before her fist was going to make contact was simply this. "I guess you did love him." Now it all seemed like what that goddess had told him was correct...and he had lived out what he wanted to do, and was now accepting his fate.



Adeodatus's eyes grew wide when he heard the sudden wail of pain coming from nowhere it seemed and a rather tall man with dark blue hair standing in front of him as if just walking by. The wail was not from him but when Cere's hit had struck it broke through a layer of something, something that looked like a transparent face yearning for life. The man himself leaned back when the blow struck him and was tilted down just a bit and grunted. "Now I don't think that was necessary. I come here to collect my part of the bargin in all this silliness and you hit me?"

Standing up fully again he brushed off his cheek where the hit had landed and relocated his dislocated jaw. Funny how he was able to speak with it dislocated as it previously had been. Those pink eyes of his burned through the area and dipped into the souls of the others, not doing anything just looking at their souls."Rude...very rude. Either way, I'm collecting my prize about now. Hell of a hook though girl"

Directly after saying this the strange male walked toward the smith who was now digesting the body and within it's exposed section creating armor. "Not just yet..." Lifting his right hand and closing it tight in a slow manner that appeared as though he was struggling everyone in the room could see the kings soul begin to float up from within the smith and out into the open area. Smiling this man tapped his foot on the ground and it turned jet black in a small area, just large enough to fit the kings soul. And that is exactly what he did: placed the kings soul violently in this hole in the ground.

Turning and smiling at everyone he was gone in a dark purple haze that fled just as quickly as he had.



Astonished by this Adeodatus turned to Cere who was probably still upset with him

He had been hearing feet moving around in the distance but thought nothing of it other than some subjects moving around and shuffling from seeing their king fight and die. Then he heard soft laughter and tilted his head to look behind him and see the king smiling and laughing with blood falling out of his mouth. "He'll be here soon...the smith...I'm proud of you Adeodatus...very proud...I shall give a gift to you as well..."

Shaking his head slowly he while speaking very softly in his two toned voice. "Don't act so happy just because you're dying oh dear king." He said that last part in a very mocking voice, but right after he said that his eyes grew a lot more wide than he had suspected them able to, because he heard the voice of Cere calling out to him and telling him no. Perhaps it was all of the adrenaline flowing through the mass of blood that was his body which caused him not to hear her to start with.

"I..." Standing up straight and finding nothing to say at first he stared off at the ground and clinched his fists shut before looking up at her and Alex shouting. "I'm going to protect you damn it! Me, and I'll protect you from anyone!..." finally realising he was nude he scrambled on the ground for his pants, and found them sliding them on and fastening them to his body.

That was when the ground started to shake and from the large whole in the wall by the throne an enormous hand gripped and pulled up an even more immense body of the foulest thing Adeodatus could ever recall viewing. It's face was black as the night with the front only having a portion of being pure white which gave way to viewing it's disgusting cuts, wrinkles, and disfigured form.

Although rippled with muscle this towering creature was full of holes and had hoofs for feet and claws as hands. That wasn't too abnormal, but the fact he had three sets of arms and four sets of legs...now that was abnormal. Not to mention it's entire mid-section looked like some sort of deep factory for constructing material that led all throughout it's body. A burning inferno inside of it.

Now as it made it's approach to Adeodatus he could only stand there gripping his blade, but the king wheezed out his last breaths with these words. "Smith...sorry for waking you, but from my form make the girl a new set of armor, and blade to match hers. As for the boy...lower...armor...." Those were his last words before he collapsed with a smile on his face and died.

The beast huffed a huff of steam and fire before lifting the king in his right hand on the second lower set of arms to his mouth. "As you wish my king..." While hearing this Adeodatus couldn't even describe how it sounded, but what happened next simply shocked him. The smith...ate the king....

((once again no pictures XD))

Standing perfectly still Adeodatus watched as Levoathean came barreling toward him with speed that was almost hard to keep up with, almost. When the large man drew his blade back and swung only then did Adeo move rather fast out of the way and still did not draw his blade to the king. Another swing after another came towards the dark hylian and he kept shifting his weight and shuffling his feet along the ground to avoid them. That is until Levoathean drilled a swift left hook into his cheek.

This hit forced his body to lean back a bit with the kings fist still firmly planted on his cheek. Turning his head a little and smiling softly his eyes began to turn a deep red that was more black than anything with an ink like texture across it. Blood slowly fell from them and along his face and strips of his hair turned red.

Lev looked upon this with a wide expression ranging from pride, all the way down to fear. A silent shift sent Adeo's blade straight up and severed Lev's left arm completely and sent it flying into the air, and caused Lev to stagger back holding his severed area with the hand that was also holding his blade.

"You've got it! Come on now Adeodatus you want her as your own, and I'm in your way! Take the Princess from me if you can" Laughing softly he stood straight and looked at Adeodatus: a man who was now spawning very large, and very transparent white wings that burst into nothing as if they were never there. "Hmph. You know as well as I do it's foolish to love a Hylian dark child." With that said Lev quickly cut the distance between the two of them and delivered a normally devastating blow to Adeo's mid section and sent him high up into the air almost hitting the roof.

Following up with this Lev darted up into the air and spun his blade to cut the young one in half. Curling his own blade back Adeodatus swung his arm and punched into the kings blade stopping it in it's tracks. His knuckles began to bleed but the sword did not cut through the fist. Staring at the king he didn't smile or say anything as they fell only watched his shock. Opening his hand and gripping his blade he tossed him to the ground and lifted his left hand.

The white flakes that were falling quickly gathered at his hand and he slid them along his blade creating a new thin blade. As he did this and while other white flakes fell he spoke. And again his voice sounded like two different people speaking through him: a man with a deep growl, and a soft spoken gentle men. "Even if it's foolish I wont stop because of that." When the blade was finished he moved quickly and rammed it into the kings chest.

Pulling back on the handle he lifted the kings body into the air and yanked his blade out only to send it spiraling many times back into the man and generating multiple holes within him. Coming to a stop and watching him fall he didn't say a word, but took a deep breath and ran his left hand through his hair.

"I am Adeodatus the Dark Hylian, and who I love is my choice king..." Looking around for his clothing which was now completely covered by the white substance so he had no idea as to where they were. "What is it with all this power?...I don't get it..." These were his silent thoughts as he dug through the area to find his clothing. "Damn it...where are my pants?" He didn't even seem effected by the fact the king was laying not too far from him bleeding on the floor. The coughs and wheezes alone let him know that the king was in fact not dead.