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 Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 6:45 pm
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Unable to sleep for a third day, Joliesse had simply gazed at the ceiling in her room, watching small pieces of dust float by from the illumination of the moons light. It was always dark, but this day seemed more so, it didn't seem happy. Turning onto her right side, facing the door to her room, she thought of Zenos, and at the thought of her leader, she gasped, and stumbled out of bed, it was her duty to be trailing the man at all times, though taking into account that he often ignored her existence all together, it didn't help her one bit, she was sticky about such formal things. Making haste, she dressed herself. Exiting her room, she passed by a few weaker servant class Arrancar, nodding to them, though recieving no kind gestures in return, she hurried on. Learning that Zenos had long since left, to places unknown, Joliesse wondered why Zenos would be leaving, was something wrong? Maybe she could have helped.
"Aha!" At the outburst of her own laugh, she quickly placed a hand to her embarrassed face, it was funny to think of Zeno's needing help from anyone, least of all her. She walked slowly down a long corridor that led into three different rooms, all preocupied by different Arrancar or the average hollow, she wasn't very accustomed to this place, even though she had spent little more than hundred years in its walls, she never really went anywhere that Zenos didn't, and he didn't walk around that much. She decided that she'd go outside, it was possible that he'd return soon, and it would look better for her if she was somewhere he could see her, maybe he was already mad at her for not being around, but again, he was such a loner in her eyes, she wouldn't notice, that didn't stop her approach however. Fleeing from a few individuals that seemed to want to engage in battle with her, she made her escape into the sandy dunes that made up the vastness of the land she called home, depressing and uninteresting, the forests below is where she spent most of her time, it was beautiful and unlike this desolate wasteland.
As soon as she entered outside, she was met with a bevy of hollows. They were strange and to the likes of which she hadn't seen. Some were flying and some crawled like massive dogs, to which they looked. They didn't attack, but seemed to be just passing by, everything was strange today, maybe she was just to strange to realize that this was normal? Off in the distance, nearest the main entrance to Las Noches, she saw Zenos, she squealed in excitement and rushed in his direction. Tripping over herself, Joliesse went head first into the sand. Bursting upwards in a furry and mouth full of dirt, she scrambled to get the tiny pieces out of her long pink hair; ripping them out furiously with her hands. After realizing that her efforts were mostly in vain, she got up and straightened herself, minimizing the outwardly appearance that she had fallen again. She had only one thought in mind; make a good appearance for Zenos. Hearing of his departure earlier on put her in a frenzy of a mood, hoping and waiting patiently for him to return, and now, there he was, she hadn't noticed anything else he was doing, but she then saw that something had caught his eyes, and he was moving closer to the door, she stopped slightly and wondered if she should proceed, she did. Eventually coming closer to the man she so idolized, she called his name. "Zenos!" Hoping and wanting for once that he should recognize her.₭расота - B e a u t y ℱ r a c c i o n - ℵ u m e r o u s 1 3
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 9:22 pm
509  ┏───────────────────┓ xxxxxZenon Λthanasius xxxxx[Immortal Stranger] xxΑποτρέψτε την πυρκαγιά xxxxx[Averruncus of Fire] ┗───────────────────┛ After hearing that his brother was still alive and well, as well as the current Primera Espada and leader of Hueco Mundo, Zenon had abandoned his current home in the Menos Forest and resurface into the desert, covered in a cloth wrap that he had stolen from a Numeros that had died by his hand. By the time he had arrived in the desert, Zenos had already killed Nanashi, fatally wounded Ashley, and brought the both of them back to Las Noches in order to change his clothes. However, Zenon was once again stopped from meeting his elder brother for the first time in 993 years- he had counted- due to the fact that someone had decided it prudent to erect some retarded wall outside Las Noches. It didn't seem necessary to Zenon, especially given what he had heard about the palace and its inhabitants. Regardless of his opinions, there was nothing he could do about it, so as Zenon left for the Soul Society, Zenon remained trapped on the other side of the Muro, with nothing to keep him occupied.
What felt like a few hours had passed when his ears picked up on the sound of a Garganta being opened in the distance. It was not an odd sound, so he did not pay it any attention, nor did he bother looking back as Zenos made his way across the desert as he had no idea he would be coming in this direction. Being rather impulsive and impatient, he was preparing to release his Zanpakutō and blow a hole in the wall with a Cero Oscuras when he finally detected Zenos behind him, who had gone unnoticed due to Zenon's lack of giving full attention to his surroundings most of the time. As his visitor approached, Zenon slid his hand away from the stone face of the wall and slowly turned around to gaze at him with his own eyes.
His own face was obscured by the hood that covered his head, so he shouldn't be easily recognized. As he locked eyes with his elder brother, Zenon was filled with an indescribable joy, something he had not felt in a very, very long time. "Aniki..." He muttered quietly to himself as he took a step forward, hardly believing his own eyes. No, he couldn't believe his own eyes; he had to test him, test his reactions. He shoved his hand inside his cloth wrap and in one swift move removed his dagger from his jacket and flicked it at Zenos' head, who dodged it as expected. Grinning from ear to ear, Zenon whipped his hood off to reveal a face identical to the Primera Espada. "Yo, Aniki." He said in a gruff, amused voice as he closed the gap between the two of them with a few short steps. They had not been a sentimental pair, and Zenos had never been the type to return feelings of affection, so rather than embrace his long lost brother, Zenon simply offered his hand for a friendly handshake in it's place. Come forth, undying flame of the underworld. ►Translations◄
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 10:41 pm
547  ┏───────────────┓ xxxΖenos Λthanasius xxx[Immortal Stranger] xxxΑποτρέψτε της γης xx[Averruncus of Earth] ┗───────────────┛ Primera Espada
This person of interest finally turned around, but alas his or her's face was hidden by the shadow of his hood, preventing Zenos from readily identifying him or her. Once again, the familiar smell invaded his nostrils, boring into his mind and drawing out nostaliga, but once more, he pushed it out of his mind. At least, he managed to do so up until the point he heard the figure speak the word "Aniki," referring to him as this being's brother. Impossible; he was no one's brother, not for a thousand years it seemed. Zenon was dead, that was what he had been told. No, that couldn't possibly be correct. Or at least, that's what he tried to convince himself as an exact duplicate, only colored differently, of his very own Zanpakutō whizzed towards him, prompting him to tilt his head to avoid it out of sheer reflex. His already widening eyes opened further still, as his gaze fell upon the face of his identical twin brother, whom he had believed to be long gone, either by the Vampire or by old age.
Yet, here he was, standing before him in the flesh, not a day older than he had been the last time he had seen him; since he had bid Zenon goodnight and extinguished the candle in their room. It seemed that today was full of surprises, but this one, this one did not seem to be real. Zenos' shocked gaze fell to his outstretched hand, and he slowly, and very uncharacteristically, moved his hand towards Zenon's own, recoiling at the feel of his warm skin. Then, as if he had gained a whole new level of confidence, he took the hand into his own and forcefully pulled Zenon closer to him, staring deep into his eyes as if to confirm a truth he had yet to come to terms with, a confirmation that could only come from their special connection. A few seconds passed and without thinking he did the unbelievable and for the first time in centuries he displayed affection for someone by embracing his younger brother with a full hug. "It really is you, Zenon. Mom and dad told me you died; where have you been all this time? How did you become... like me? How, the dagger, these clothes, here... I don't understand... It's been..."
He was struck dumb, quite frankly, and wholly at a loss for words for this situation. Not even his intellect was able to serve him now; he had been reduced to a babbling teenager by this simple, life-altering event. Finally, he pulled away and composed himself, then extended a hand behind him, and as he had assumed, summoned Zenon's dagger to his hand telekinetically, then handed it over to Zenon. "It's been nine-hundred years, little brother. It's good to see a familiar face for once... I missed you." Earlier, Joliesse had shouted out his name, but Zenon had prevented him from paying attention to anything else. However, the female had sidled up alongside him, and in a moment of unexpected emotion, he extended his hand and ruffled the hair on top of her head affectionately. "Joliesse, meet my younger brother. You may call him Zenon, and from this day forward, he will be the Cuatro Espada." ...and thus the world is petrified. ►Translations◄
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 1:17 pm
‐ ‑ ‒ – — ― ℑ o l i e s s e
Joliesse embraced Zenos' affection, smiling and giving a bow to the man he had introduced her to, a feeling of excitement arose in her towards this man, not letting her emotions cloud her outwardly expressions and interactions however. "It's a pleasure to meet you Zenon." With a smile, she turned to Zenos "I was wondering where you went, someone told me you took off." She had a bit of a disgruntled look on her face now, she worried far too much, even though she had it stuck in her mind that it wasn't possible for him to be harmed in any way. "Where had you gone too anyhow?" A direct and blunt question, she might have wanted to change her approach in asking him, but she had already spoken and it was too late to retract them. Putting a worried hand to her lip, with a distraught look on her face, she could tell that he had been through some sort of ordeal, he didn't look very good. [I've got nothing else for this situation DX] ₭расота - B e a u t y ℱ r a c c i o n - ℵ u m e r o u s 1 3
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 9:32 pm
The yell from the front caught Iago's attention, as he saw one of the lower numeros leave Hueco Mundo. He followed closely and spotted Zenos, who had just finished meeting his 'long lost' brother. Obviously, the whole touchy-feely thing disgusted Iago, but he wouldn't do anything for fear of angering the Primera though. However, after it was announced that his brother would be placed as one number below him, Iago found himself even more disgusted. if only the Primera wasn't so significantly more powerful, then Iago wouldn't even hesitate to attempt to kill the man. For now, though, he was forced to bide his time and await for the opportune time.
"Yes, Zenos. Where did you go?" Iago said, revealing himself by the gate. "Are we finally going to be allowed to go fight some Shinigami, or something now?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 11:19 pm
346 ┏───────────────────┓ xxxxxZenon Λthanasius xxxxx[Immortal Stranger] xxΑποτρέψτε την πυρκαγιά xxxxx[Averruncus of Fire] ┗───────────────────┛ Cuatro Espada
He hadn't been expecting to get such a greeting from Zenos, so he was quite surprised when he received a hug from him. With a bit of effort, however, he managed to return the affection and cracked a grin at all of his questions after he took his dagger back and stuffed inside his robes. "How'd you become like that, eh? Like I'd turn out any different!" He answered, with little explanation involved. Of course, there was no real need for a complicated response as it was quite true. Zenos' introduction of him made him flick his gaze to the side to take in the sight of Joliesse in all of her feminine glory. Quirking an eyebrow, he visibly gave her a head to toe sweeping glance and then jerked his head in her direction when he looked back to Zenos. "How's that, is she your, you know?" He held up his hand, with all of his fingers balled except for his pinky, which he kept extended to symbolize her being his girlfriend or significant other. Surely he had found someone by now; several someones. Zenon certainly had.
Iago's voice caused Zenon to crane his neck flamboyantly as he turned to look at him. "Oi oi oi, do they all stick to you like glue? That's odd, aniki. I thought you were a loner." Glancing back at Zenos, he flashed him a grin before partly covering his mouth with the back of his hand and jabbing his thumb in Iago's direction. "Can't get away from him? Is he... does he like you? Weird. Who is he anyway? He's not very easy on the eyes." Quirking an eyebrow once more, he turned away without waiting for an answer and clapped his hands together. "Okay! Door's open, Zenon... is going inside. No more walls for me, I want food. What do you got? Meat? Women?" He spared a glance at Iago and frowned. "Men?" He asked quizzically as if to imply Iago preferred men, but didn't make anything more of it as he wandered off towards Las Noches. Come forth, undying flame of the underworld. ►Translations◄
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 11:49 pm
282 ┏───────────────┓ xxxΖenos Λthanasius xxx[Immortal Stranger] xxxΑποτρέψτε της γης xx[Averruncus of Earth] ┗───────────────┛ Primera Espada
The Primera returned Zenon's answer with a barely audible grunt; that was so typical of him. It was all coming back to him; seeing his brother here, hearing him speak, and watching him interact with others was all causing him to recall things he had long since let flow away from his mind as they became irrelevant over the course of hundreds of years. Zenos shook his head at Zenon's "girlfriend" hand signal, and gave his brother a pat on the shoulder. "I'm afraid not, little brother." He leaned closer and dropped his voice to below a whisper, a level which he knew only the both of them would be able to hear. "She's fair game if you want her." After that Zenon spoke about Iago, and although he was somewhat rude in his approach, Zenos didn't appear to mind.
It was true he disliked rude people, but his brother was an exception; as long as he wasn't rude to him. "Usually..." He said in response to them sticking around. Further responses were impossible as Zenon quickly turned away and began walking towards Las Naches. Shaking his head at his parting comments, Zenos spared the other two Arrancar a glance. "It is not the place of subordinates to ask such questions. Go, return to your quarters. If I need you, I will call you." With this, he trekked off towards Las Noches, quickly catching up with Zenon and put an arm around his shoulders. "Yes, there's food. But I'm afraid you're on your own for women. That shouldn't be a problem for you though, yo do look like me, after all. Just watch that temper of yours and you should be fine." ...and thus the world is petrified. ►Translations◄
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 12:07 am
Subordinates?! The thought made Iago want to tear Zenos head from his body and shove it through his stomach. Instead, Iago slammed his fist into the wall in frustration, causing a large portion of it to crack severely and threaten to crumble. "**** it, Zenos, you won't call anybody! You never do! You have to let us out of this ****ed cage sometime, or we're bound to start killing each other! Not that I mind killing the others, but I really want to take out a Shinigami already!" Iago snarled, angry at the idiotic way Zenos was treating them. "Especially with this new meat that your throwing in here with us, there's no promise he won't be the first to turn up dead!"
Of course, by new meat, Iago referred to the new Cuatro Espada. Iago was of higher rank than him, which likely meant he was more powerful as well. The temptation to single out the brat and beat him into a bloody pulp was great, but Iago dared not do it in front of the Primera.
Still, with Zenos walking off with Zenon, Iago's words were left unheard, probably in Iago's favor. The only other one still around was the pathetic Fraccion, whom Iago had little more patience for than her master. Looking away from the Primera's back and towards her, he sneered, then marched off, furious and frustrated with everything around him. Likely, if he stayed around, he would have ended up killing the Fraccion, and caused a whole world of trouble, although he was beginning to care less and less...
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 5:27 pm
‐ ‑ ‒ – — ― ℑ o l i e s s e
Snapping around to see Iago, Joliesse dropped back a bit, she knew his temper, and not wanting to be caught in his path. Becoming confused on Zenon and Zenos' little conversation, Joliesse stepped back in a bit of shock at Zenos' answer to her, explaining that it wasn't her place to ask such questions? She felt a bit cut off; disliking what he was telling her. Iago, she could tell, became enraged as he forcefully disturbed the structure of the palace, not wanting her head to be next, she ran off, feeling a bit intimidated by the sudden furiousness he seemed to be aiming at him. Running after both Zenon and Zenos, Joliesse ran to his free side and clung to his arm, looking straight ahead, not speaking a word to him, it appeared that she had no intentions of leaving him, in fact, she was at the point where he'd have to either kill her or rip his own arm off in order to free himself from the needy girl.
"I'm not leaving you, I'm supposed to be your subordinate, following you around and watching is my job....." Her excuse was weak and in fact was masking the fact that Iago had obviously frightened her, to the point where she felt she might be killed. "And besides, I have nothing to do, not really." She was speaking in a low whisper, she wasn't sure if Zenon could hear, but she didn't want her feelings to be blurted out in a childish way. Her grip on his arm tightened as the neared the inside. Aside from being needy however, Joliesse happened to be a fantastic cook, even though Zenos' rarely asked her to make him anything at all, and she insisted often, at this point though she wasn't sure if she should insist of cooking, not knowing if Zenos' was mad with her or not, she kept quiet for the time.₭расота - B e a u t y ℱ r a c c i o n - ℵ u m e r o u s 1 3
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 2:47 pm
547 ┏───────────────────┓ xxxxxZenon Λthanasius xxxxx[Immortal Stranger] xxΑποτρέψτε την πυρκαγιά xxxxx[Averruncus of Fire] ┗───────────────────┛ Cuatro Espada
"Women, you say?" A small grin spread across his face as he was pulled closer to Zenos by his arm and then compared to him in the normal fashion. "For your sake, I should hope so, lest you have to deal with me, aniki." He said jokingly, though whether it was because he wouldn't hurt Zenos or if he didn't think he could was unknown. His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden shouting by the Arrancar he had not been introduced to, but had already insulted for no reason. Craning his neck several degrees, Zenon looked back as Iago continued to shout at Zenos. He was not the type of brother to relentlessly defend Zenos every time someone said something about him or tried to attack him; Zenos could handle that himself and normally didn't seem to care. He would, however, lend his assistance in a fight if Zenos asked for it, a decision he made on the spot considering they had never been in a fight together before. Iago's shouting instinctively caused Zenon to treat him like an enemy, which brought about that thought to begin with.
Zenon had either been born with a lethally short temper, or had developed it over the course of his infancy through toddler years; either way, he had been this way for as long as he could remember. It was probably the reason for his insatiable blood lust over the past several centuries, and was the reason he turned around when he was referred to as a piece of meat. Ducking down, he slipped out of Zenos' grasp and turned around, not even bothering to tell Zenos what he intended to do; he'd figure it out all on his own. His attitude had taken a turn towards anger, and this was visibly expressed in both his facial expression and body language. In a move that greatly resembled Zenos, Zenon slid his hands in his pockets and suddenly vanished, kicking up sand from where he had been standing, but making no noise as he executed his Sonído. With both his ability to erase sounds from his body and his ability to make his Reiryoku non-existent, Zenos appeared in front of Iago stealthily, blocking his path with his miniature frame.
Staring at Iago, Zenon rolled his neck to the side, licked his lips, and forced out a sarcastic laugh. "I have a problem, you see." He let his gaze rove Iago's body, and then glanced up into the upper right hand corner of his eyes as he laughed again. "This is so stupid, really." He said, dropping his tone by several degrees before he looked back down at Iago. "Because I could have sworn you said you were going to kill me." He chuckled once more, and then his face resumed a hardened expression, showing that he was not amused. "Did I hear that right, or are my ears playing tricks on me, maggot? 'Cuz if so, then shove off and don't call me meat ever again. On the other hand, if I did hear right..." Zenon extended a hand and slipped it forward, aiming to push his index and middle fingers against Iago's chest to sharply shove him backwards. "Then what are you waiting for? Do it, p***k; try me." Come forth, undying flame of the underworld. ►Translations◄
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:48 pm
Iago knocked his hand out of the way and grinned. "Gladly, meat." he said, then kicked at him. He didn't care if Zenos was around or not anymore. It was high time that Iago let out some steam and beat something up. If the new kid was wanting to die, then so be it. As long as his brother didn't interfere, Iago would gladly destroy the man.
After kicking, Iago dashed forward rapidly and slammed his fist towards the meat. He intended to slam his opponent into the ground where he would then proceed to wipe clean the fool's face with his fists and claws, until nothing remained but a bloody mess.
(Gah, a little short. Many apologies, but I have no time to add more.)
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 8:18 pm
272 ┏───────────────────┓ xxxxxZenon Λthanasius xxxxx[Immortal Stranger] xxΑποτρέψτε την πυρκαγιά xxxxx[Averruncus of Fire] ┗───────────────────┛ Cuatro Espada
"So you are as stupid as you look after all." Zenon cracked his neck to the side just as Iago's fist neared his chest. He remained perfectly still, but not because he had a high Hierro or an incredibly strong build. It was none of these things; he was simply untouchable when he wanted to be. The Espada's fist passed right through his body as white flames equivalent with the same temperature as a normal body formed around the hole that Iago had punched into his not-so-solid chest. This alone would result in a disruption in Iago's stability, as he would certainly fail to right himself quick enough after not hitting something he thought was solid. Zenon used this exact moment to lift his hand and bring it to the Tres Espada's face, and then unleash a Gran Rey Cero point-blank at his head.
As this occurred, he stepped to the side, allowing Iago's arm to slide sideways through his body until they were no longer connected. This act resulted in a hole that spanned from the center of his chest all the way over to his left arm, which fell to the ground now that it had nothing to connect to. However, these same white flames spread across his torso wound, then rebuilt his arm before returning to flesh and bone. "Attacking someone like that is so very stupid. It's best to try a ranged attack, especially for someone like you." Zenon moved several feet away, taking some of the Gran Rey's explosion, but regenerating the damage just the same as he had done before. "You're too slow to hit me." Come forth, undying flame of the underworld. ►Translations◄
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 10:56 pm
Iago was caught by surprise by the fact that there was nothing where Zenon stood, but didn't let the surprise last long. Instead, he quickly regained his balance and used sonido to move behind Zenon. As his enemy moved around and regenerated all the damage he had received, Iago just continued to grin. "Meat trying to tell me what to do?" He said as if it was a big joke. "You obviously don't know who you are dealing with! Besides, if you think close combat is bad for me..."
Iago used sonido again and moved into an uppercut to Zenon's chin. At the same time, he twisted his other hand to blast a cero upon Zenon's gut. With a grin, Iago finished, "... Then why are you avoiding it?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 12:02 am
341 ┏───────────────────┓ xxxxxZenon Λthanasius xxxxx[Immortal Stranger] xxΑποτρέψτε την πυρκαγιά xxxxx[Averruncus of Fire] ┗───────────────────┛ Cuatro Espada
As Iago grinned, Zenon used his own worldly experience to determine his next course of action while his opponent kept speaking. "Αναφλέξτε..." He said to himself, though nothing occurred as he did so, like he was just mumbling Greek for no reason. He waited until his opponent came to him to make any further action, and when he did, he was on the defensive. It was not difficult to track the Espada's movements, not with the level of reflexes he had, so it was quite simple to counter as well. In response to the uppercut to his chin, he caught his fist in his own open palm, then retaliated towards Iago's other hand by flattening his free hand and returning his own cero, a more powerful one, back at him after reading the flow of his Reiryoku with his naturally enhanced Pesquisa. "Φλεμένος στυλοβάτης Άδης."
He spoke again, but this time something did occur; the ground beneath their feet suddenly shot out very high temperature flames, a result of his Flaming Pillar of Hades ability, one which he had only used because he had both managed to get him in close proximity, as well as take a hold of his fist. Added onto the fact that he was speaking an entirely different language, it would be all the more difficult for him to avoid this. The flaming pillar erupted from the ground, spread over several hundred feet in diameter and ascending towards the sky quickly. It wasn't as powerful as it should have been, due to the fact that he had not spoken the incantation, but it would suffice to damage him at this range. Zenon, on the other hand, would go untouched due to his own affinity, making this tactic all the more sound for use in close proximity. Now he responded to the Espada, though he doubted he could hear his words as the raging flames drowned out his voice. "You're several hundred years too early to be commenting on my tactics, little boy. I wasn't avoiding it, I was simply stepping away." Come forth, undying flame of the underworld. ►Translations◄Αναφλέξτε - Ignite Φλεμένος στυλοβάτης Άδης - Flaming Pillar of Hades
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