[Heaven]

[DarkKingJilly]

This is the Realm of Heaven

[Heaven vs Hell: Kingdom Come]

Lucas, King of Heaven has slain the Treacherous Seraph, Aaron. Everything was put on the line in the fight of his life. With the help of his Vanguards and comrades, Lucas stands triumphant over Aaron's remains. However his victory came at a price.

The High Council of Heaven has captured Arc, a legendary Devil who had summoned the Seven Sins. These immortal and powerful entities ruled over Earth without contest and were connected to Arc's soul. Heaven has discovered this link and destroyed the bond between him and the Sins, eradicating Earth of its rulers. However Arc's reason for arriving into Heaven was to meet with Lucas. This connection was drawn by the Council and has given them solid leverage against the King.

The people of Heaven have turned against Lucas, driving him to abandon his throne and to cease the search for the Virtues that could weaken the Sins. Although the peace treaty between Heaven and Hell is still in place, Heaven's Council is set on restoring their traditional ideals.

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[Location: Yaabashael, the Capital Cathedral; Underground Lake]

"AAAAGHH!!"

The Nidhogg got a solid hold of Aaron yet the Seraphim's rage grew with ever passing moment. Wyndom would then appear above and catch a chance to slay Aaron where he stood! The six winged Celestial would writhe, lash, and jerk himself around to escape the Nidhogg and Lucas' grasp. So when Wyndom came down, Tenbatsu would pierce down into Aaron's left shoulder and through his ribs! He'd cry out in agony, flinging Grants to the side and flexing his wings with ambient bursts of heat. The Nidhogg would probably be incinerated on the spot but Aaron would stumble forward and fall to his knees.

"This...This isn't enough to...stop me..!!"
He'd grit his teeth, blood flowing unbound from his side and mouth. A brilliant flash of light would envelope Aaron as he knelt on the ground paralyzed and bleeding. A torrential wave of heat would wash away from Aaron as his body ignited with a golden flame. The Seraphic Temperance could restore abilities and heal at a high cost. Aaron would laugh menacingly as ashes arose from his wings. It would seem that Aaron's capabilities would keep the Seraph at a constant advantage. However Aaron would find that he was still immobile due to Wyndom's lightning! Although Tenbatsu would be pushed out of Aaron's wound from the holy light, Wyndom's sword had made Aaron vulnerable once again.

"Lucas!! I'll make that impure blood of yours boil. Yours and everyone else here!! DO YOU HEAR ME?!"

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[DarkKingJilly]

"No, Aaron..."
Lucas had crawled out of the magma, his body searing with read hot heat and his eyes dancing with a furious flame. Although Lucas usually kept a level head on his shoulders his anger was a powerful focal point on his element. He could absorb the heat, protecting his friends and reducing Aaron's effectiveness all at once. Although it was fatiguing his body and mind, Lucas was determined to end things.

"You could have easily killed me if I didn't have my Vanguards here. I'm not confident that any one of us could have defeated you on our own. But here you are, alone and without hope."
Staggering to Aaron, Lucas would kick the Seraphim onto this back and press his boot firmly down over Aaron's chest. Lucas' eyes were glowing with a radiant, golden aura. An abysmally dark pool of energy would form beneath Aaron, strands of malicious and corruptive energy taking shape as chains around the Treacherous Seraph. Lucas' Corruption had taken the best of him and it was manifesting itself once more.

"Not even God will help you now."
With that the darkness pulled Aaron in, his skin would decay and his divine aura would steadily be devoured. Lucas was absorbing Aaron's spiritual energy and he'd leave no trace of Aaron's presence. Black chains would wrap around Aaron's mouth and neck so he could not scream and before long Aaron's body would be nothing more than a pool of robes and feathers.

Heaven's King would stand over the black pool of energy before he stumbled back and onto one knee. "I need that ring...that ring that's on Cynthia's finger...someone.."

 

[Phantom_Knight_x_]

The fight had finally come to the close, and with the death of Aaron, Avery would rise with one of the Nidhogg. With the severe lack of defense against these foes with these powers, Avery had wound up having to recede from the battle and attack with his creatures. Stepping down from the head of the Nidhogg, onto the battlefield for the recent combat scene, Avery would walk next to the corpse of the Nidhogg which had grasped onto Aaron. It hadn't simply incinerated, but it's internals had been baked like a potato, which resulted in it's death.

Placing his own head against what could be considered the Nidhogg's head, before pulling back and gently placing his hand against it's body. With a slight blue hue around his hand and arm, he 'pulled' what could be conceived as the creature's soul out and into his own body.

Winning the battle was good, sure, but it took how many to do it? How many wounds? How much power? Just to kill one of these peoples' enemies. Avery would stand up, letting his hands fall to his sides in silence before turning to look at Light.

This fight was beyond Avery's current comprehension - he had fought battles before, and even in Hell he had to fight with Kain to defeat enemies, but this battle was to whole new realms as far as he was concerned. However, what truly made him curious was how Aaron died. Sure, he didn't see it happen, but even Avery felt somethin' was wrong. Something didn't feel right, and Light was the only one around a black pool of energy.

As Light had asked for the ring, Avery would break his stare from Light and begin to look at the cavern where Wyndom, Kain, Avery and Negi had come from earlier before the battle. Kain had been dragged off by one of the creatures they came across and ran from, but this entire time Kain had yet to show up. However, he had to have still been alive - afterall, he was still here.

The earth would begin to shudder as two obvious trails gave away the fact that two Nidhogg were being sent off to find Kain. Avery himself would have to stick with the group, though - to see this mission through. He would also have to learn how to adapt to these new foes - to use himself to the best of his abilities to compete with these new found powers. Optimization was the name of the game.

With a slow and quiet stride, Avery would move in closer to the group, and would take turns looking at each of his fellow comrades. They had to keep moving, otherwise it was possible that reinforcements would show up for the enemy.  

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The katana sunk smoothly into Aaron's skin with a sickening squelch, the electricity unleashing its deadly force against the Seraph. This would prove to be the undoing of their adversary, but he didn't fail to serve one final rebuttal in his demise. A brutal heat wave launched out from Aaron's wings, searing into Wyndom's unguarded front and sending him flailing away backwards, Tenbatsu tearing out of his grasp. His landing was somewhat stopped by his half-formed wings which crumpled in a painfully twisting heap beneath the Ritter. It would have been better to land on his back, since the protruding feathers had yet to be fully expanded, which left them overly sensitive. Wyndom writhed about on the stone floor as he was assaulted from all around by his senses. He was unaccustomed to his body changing, and so he still resisted it making it more painful for himself as well as dragging it out longer. He was severely burned, his eye had been slashed, and his wings felt like they were crushed and broken, yet Wyndom found the strength to roll onto his side and alleviate the pressure on his wings and see through his left eye to witness Lucas dominate the Seraph.

"NO!"

Corruption.

Fear seized Wyndom's heart as he watched his friend give into his inner demons. How were they any better? All of this was for whatever form of good that they clung to, and yet they embraced the darkness to conquer the darkness. Perhaps that was their calling as Vanguard's of Heaven. Perhaps they needed to douse themselves in blood and iniquity so that others might live in peace and harmony. Where others shrunk away from duty, they would step up and lose part of themselves for the greater good. Was there ever a point that was too far? Was there a line drawn that they wouldn't cross for the "greater good"? When would the good become more wicked than the evil?

Wyndom watched the Corruption spread out and devour Aaron with no hint of mercy. It made his gut churn, but he didn't look away. Lucas asked for the ring - he knew he had caved and that he needed help to return to his former self. Wyndom stared at him as the burning sensation of his skin was slowly calmed, at least for the moment. He would need to be treated soon, though.
He rose to his feet shakily and made his way over to the unconscious form of Cynthia, the virtue, only stopping long enough to pick up and return Tenbatsu to its sheath. He pulled the ring off hey finger quickly before returning to his King's side, offering it to him with an outstretched palm, the circlet glowing dimly in the light of the dying fires. Indeed the ring possessed a strange power, causing people to react very differently. Wyndom hoped Lucas knew what he was doing...







"Great hope has no real footing unless one is willing to face into the doom that may also be on the way."

 

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[Location: Underground Lake]

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Thump, thump, thump.

The sound of the humanoid's head bouncing along the uneven ground echoed faintly in the cavern. Clucking noises filled the gaps of silence as the sulking Scorpion Queen dragged her prey deeper into the heart of the extensive caves. This was her territory and the pesky humans invaded it - unacceptable. She would teach them manners soon, but the Surreptitious Seraph was not one to trifle with.

Scuffle scuffle

Her legs flew nimbly across the rocks as the Scorpion of Steel approached her Sanctuary of Solitude. Inside its depths, the body of Kain was finally allowed to lay limp as trickles of blood flowed onto the uneven slabs of stone which served as a makeshift table...just like the rest of her cave. A few bones lay idle around the monstrous opening, but for the most part she had eaten everything. Her deceptively small mouth was able to snatch a person and rip them apart with her mouth's pincers before cramming whatever flesh and bones they snagged down her throat. More startling however was the pile of bodies hidden away in the far corner. They were easily located by the revolting stench that wafted through the entire room, as it would seem the Scorpion would sting her victims to poison them before dousing them with her saliva. This softened up their bodies to a more acceptable texture for dinner, because believe it or not, the Scorpion Queen didn't enjoy eating her meals so "raw" and hard. The Queen wasn't as young and impetuous as she once was, and so she preferred to let them soak for quite some time before feasting.

Drip...drip..

Saliva ran down the Queen's maw as she shifted herself around to look at the unconscious form of her dinner. The liquid coming forth from her mouth would help to break down even the toughest of flesh and metal given enough time. Time was all the Scorpion had though hiding down in these dark places, surprising unsuspecting guards and even keeping some prisoner rescue attempts from succeeding, although this last time hadn't proved so lucky overall. She had bagged one, and the chances of being located were slim.

Rustle, rustle.

She dropped Kain's feet on the ground and re-positioned herself to strike him with her tail. He wouldn't be killed instantly, and the shock of the pain would certainly rouse him from his unconscious state, and so she was prepared to pounce on his small body and crush it underneath of her massive girth. Then she would place him with the other bodies and cover him in her gooey liquid to initiate the decomposing process. He wasn't the biggest fellow, but he would certainly make a good snack someday this week.

Rumble RUMBLE!

The Scorpion had just enough time to lift her head before a massive Nidhogg exploded out of the side of one of her rock walls. With a hiss she plunged her tail forward, aiming to hit Kain still, but the creature was already blocking the path! The tail would surely puncture the creatures skin and poison it, killing it off in a minute or two, but for now the Scorpion slunk into the darkness to avoid detection, beady eyes angrily watching what happened to her new found snack.

 

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"Wyndom...thank you."
Clasping Wyndoms hand, Lucas would smile weakly to his Vanguard who had been damaged considerably. Surely asking for the very ring that corrupted Cynthia was a maddening thought. However Lucas would reassure his Vanguard by nodding and slipping the ring onto his left hand.

A vacuum of spiritual energy would slip around Lucas and into the serpent shaped ring. The bloody red, crimson eye would flash malevolently as Lucas fell to his knees and shuddered. This ring was a very powerful tool in keeping his Corruption in recession. However it sealed a potent and dark power that could affect pure and vulnerable souls. Cynthia's reaction was to be expected in the Cathedral Capital yet any berserk outbursts from Lucas would be unheard of. At least not as long as he wore the ring close to him. So when he slipped his ring on the darkness pooled below him would retreat, chased away by a well placed seal. Although the situation from coming to Yaabashael had gone from bad to worse there was some good that came of it.

"I caused a lot of trouble. I put everyone in danger and probably set us back quite a few steps. Inferno is...missing. Aaron is now dead...but I can at least heal everyone. After devouring Aaron's soul I've gained some of his abilities. I think is affinity with light and fire has attuned itself with my spirit."

Holding his hands out, Lucas would close his eyes and take a deep breath. He'd harness his control over the heat in the room and would utilize the [Second Skin] coated over everyone. "Seraphic Temperance..!"

A brilliant shine would burst over everyone, the [Second Skin] dissipating as a divine aura washed over their bodies. Everyone's wounds would be healed yet it would cost Lucas a great deal of energy. Shuddering again, Lucas would clutch the dirt and rocks below him. He'd let out a small laugh of wonder and fatigue as he breathed heavily now. "Incredible...Let's get out of here. There's much to be done..."

Standing to his feet now, Lucas would run his fingers through his hair before snapping his fingers. Although he could not portal himself to any place he chose he could certainly get everyone back to St. Anne's throne room. Anyone willing to step through would be placed in Lucas' domain yet he wouldn't force anyone through.  

[Devil-Steel]

A low, almost inaudible groan could be heard from within one of Heaven's holding cells. The prisoner could feel the cold ground underneath him as he slowly opened his eyes. His vision was blurred, not that there was much for him to look at. Slowly the man would sit up with yet another groan. Turning his head toward the door to his cell the man would stand up and attempt to stretch his arms. That was when he finally realized that his wrists were bound. "Just who do these angels think I am? Thinking that mere metal bindings can keep me in here.

Looking down at his bindings it was clear that this prisoner was trying something, but nothing was happening. The man would let out a low sigh as angelic runes flashed over his bindings. "So they were smart enough to use power nullifying bindings on me." Turning his head towards the cell door the man would back away from the door towards the opposite wall. The man would take off in a full sprint towards the cell door shoulder first. The silver haired prisoner would slam into the cell door with enough force to cause a loud crashing sound, and throw himself back onto the cell floor where he woke up. "Looks like I'm not going anywhere without some help from the outside."

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[DarkKingJilly]

[Location: St. Anne]

Shining through to Lucas' throne room, the portal opened up by the Imperfect One would split the air and illuminate the golden hued quarters. Although there was no welcoming party, the streaking shadows would dance joyously before Lucas as he stepped out from the gateway. Although his light was brilliant, the Imperfect One would find that he was incapable of chasing away the darkness. Surely his own people would take notice of his arrival?

Then again, the Celestials weren't exactly his people.

Anyone stepping through the portal from Yaabashael would join Lucas in his throne room before he took several steps forward. He'd comment that his Vanguards and his other party members could go back to their business if they wished. He supposed that taking a break from the excitement would be healthy. In fact he was somewhat pleased that no one was round to greet him here. He'd quickly remove the ring on his finger and stash it into his pocket for safekeeping and more importantly secrecy.

There was a snake in the garden. Lucas knew that Heaven wouldn't take lightly to that.

"Sir!"
Moments had passed before a guardsman had passed through the large, overbearing doors to the throne room. The fully armored soldier would bow once and deliver a message that seemed to escape the mans lips with urgency, "You're needed at our prison, sir! While you were away we have captured a powerful Demon. I was sent to retrieve you and mention that the Council wished for you to deal with the situation."

"Situation?"
"Sir."
Bowing once again, the guardsman would pivot, turning himself 90 degrees and with a stern composure. Certainly, if Lucas were a cat he would be dead. His curiosity would command his steps to carry himself towards the exit of his throne room. Although as he passed by the guard, Lucas started to feel less than enthused.

"....."
The name drop of the Council was unsettling. More so that they called it a "situation". Lucas just got out of a "situation". Hell, he just dealt with several bad ones. The Imperfect Celestial only hoped that the bad news didn't come in threes. First he had freed and lost Inferno, slain a iconic Seraph and now he was heading to a dungeon. His hands would slip casually into his pockets to toy with the golden coin he kept on him. This coin was rumored to attract "bad luck". He'd have to give the coin a five star review later. Until then he'd sigh and show himself to the prison with haste...
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Devil-Steel

"All right, I'm here. What, or who was so important that the Council needed to send me? I've got very important things to do."
He did, yet he was currently neglecting all of them. Granted rest was important, Lucas didn't seem to be getting any of that any time soon. His frustration would drip thick from his tongue as he paused before the doors to the cells.

"Hold on..."
Could this be?
"No...This can't be serious?"
It was! Lucas would pass through the gates and find himself face to face with a man he had thought would never show his face. He was skeptical of Arc being dead but...to think he'd now be in Heaven.

".......Arc"
Bad situation number three, right on time.  

[Devil-Steel]

He could hear the sound of someone talking but didn't immediately recognize the voice, but as soon as Lucas was in front of him and speaking his name Arc knew who it was that stood before him. "You don't seem to happy to see me? Or did they send you here to finish me off? The legendary devil only stared at the man on the other side of the bars through his silver hair. Of course the expression on Lucas' face told Arc that he was unaware that he was here. Slowly Arc would make his way back to his feet and approach the front of his cell. Arc stood six foot six inches tall, with a highly muscular physique. And to see such a demon trapped within a normal cell must surely be a sight to behold.

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[DarkKingJilly]

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"Heh, as if finishing you off would be an easy task. Listen, I'm not sure why you're here but I've had a very rough couple of days. Just why are you here, Arc?"
Lucas would be blunt about the question, although he had many more things to ask. However he figured that bombarding Arc with questions wasn't the right way to go about things.

Electric blue eyes would lock with Arc' pupils as the Imperfect One gazed through his own untamed blonde hair. Although Arc nearly towered over Lucas, the Celestial wasn't there to puff out his chest. He needed to know why Arc had appeared...especially now that Inferno had slipped away.