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The Naginata stood tall in front of his form as he rose to his full six feet and extra two inches from his boots that he had on. With the extension of his arms out to the side a white vest floated up from his throne as it had been resting on the back of it and curled it's way around him allowing his outfit to be almost complete.

Moving his right hand up to the back of his neck he rubbed it and tilted his head to the left cracking his neck very slowly. In front of him though small purple hands, obviously that of a soul considering they were almost transparent, tenderly started to button up his vest. Finally he was finished with getting dressed.

Hot pink eyes glared up and became consumed with something that looked like rage as he calmly spoke up in a hinted growling voice. " I hate it when people mock the art of creating death..." Paradox moved the hand from behind his neck and straightened out his head all the while taking hold of his naginata. Once he did a thin skeletal figure consumed the shaft and the blade looked to be coming from the poor souls mouth.

Turning it he placed it lightly on his shoulders and made his way out. The creatures of this land cowered and backed away seeing him actually out of his castle. This included those that were under his control and the ones that just lived in the area. Seeing him out and so laid back about what he was doing was pure insanity in itself, but hell they were happy he wasn't putting on another 'show' at their expense.

It took no time for him to enter the Rhea kingdom really after all his was very close to their own. Regardless Paradox was unaware of the fact that the Princess had a different castle from the illustrious King. As such he headed directly for the bright light that always shined down like the sun through his kingdom.

When he did get to the castle and stared between both guards who questioned him, at first he thought of telling them who he was, but he was still rather miffed about this whole ordeal possibly causing a war he would have to end once again that he didn't let that fly by him. Not knowing who he was, was insulting enough but asking, that was another story.

In his attempts to just walk by they moved their spears in front of him which caused him to smirk softly and turn his lips back to no expression. Shifting the pink iris's from one to the other not even his brows lowered or rose before their eyes began to roll back and blood drip from each of their sockets.

On a closer examination one could easily see that his hands were placed softly on their stomachs but glowing. Paradox was burning their souls from within them, and before he was done so much more would happen. Their arms were severed from their bodies slamming against the ground as if shoved to that point while blood splattered against the castle doors and the barrier of souls he had placed about his body. After all he wasn't going to get his good clothing wet.

Now...their bodies split in half vertically and slowly moved apart, but while they were moving a diagonal split almost too symmetrical to be real happened and in time he allowed the husks of empty shells to fall to the floor lifelessly while their souls burned in front of his eyes. Eyes that captured this scene very well. The souls vanished in the wind.

The entire time his naginata stayed resting gently on his shoulders...as for him he simply walked forward into the castle as though nothing had happened at all. And the others within it wouldn't know any better since there was no screams in his artwork...there never was.

Taking hold of his naginata shaft that was drapped along his shoulders so it wouldn't look too odd Paradox ran his free hand through his lavish blue hair and stared with lethargic eyes that burned with something that was not passion, rage, desire, or any real definable emotion. "Where is the king?...Kendall...Where is he?" There was a whimsical tone to his voice and it almost sounded like he was happy to be there, but the way he looked, and the fact he had a weapon expressed other wise.

While he waited his long tongue ran out of his lips and danced along them before going back into it's hiding place. "well..." He asked impatiently without losing his temper and looking around.

Now since Paradox knew little to nothing about the actual layout of this castle he had made a few trips around before even finding the main entrance. Being that the one he had went through earlier was not it and he had gotten tired of waiting for someone to get the king since they were all staring at him like he should know better. Not wanting to kill them all at the moment he continued to walk.

On his walk he saw a young girl who looked like a rabbit demon of some sort, and his eyes looked down to her as he walked by. To him it would feel like an eternity, those few steps he took walking by her, but it always felt like a long time when he stared into the soul of another being. As for hers it was so jumbled due to her emotional disposition that it felt even longer than it should have.

Those eyes of his, brimming with demonic presence, but at the same time not demonic at all continued to stare at this girl as his long tail swayed behind him. During this time he did not even blink, but his eyes finally drew away from her thinking her not to be the princess for some dumbfounding reason and he continued.

Thankfully he didn't even get three feet from her before another guard came to view and he stopped, asking in a tone that she could easily hear. "There is..." He started before growling very softly and baring his fangs while waving his free hand in a gesture of unconcern "...a matter I wish to discuss with Kendall..." This time not asking but more so demanding where the king was.