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 Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 2:27 pm
' The coucil gathers the information for these files, don't they?... All of the information should be true then.' She asked and replied to herself, not waiting for an answer.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 2:27 pm
With a nod, Shiero shifted into the void. "Alright. I shall keep that in mind." She replied, before quickly disapearring from the Forbidden realm as the vortex swallowed her up and had disapearred itself.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 2:30 pm
"That's what you'd think, wouldn't you?" Durithill said to Robin. "Anyways we should figure out what we're going to do."
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 2:34 pm
Robin frantically looked around her. ' W-where are my doves?... ' She asked, her eyes wide, and her voice full of worry. She clenched a fist infront of her mouth. What could have happened to them?
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 2:37 pm
"They might still be in the Demonic Realm." Durithill said, looking around as well.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 2:40 pm
She sighed, and swallowed. ' I hope they don't get lost...' She was quite worried about them. They were small birds, who knew what could happen to them, or who might take them.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 2:44 pm
"We might as well had back to the Demonic Realm if we have nothing better to do." Durithill said with a sigh as he opened a portal. "We can look for them when we get there." he said before stepping through.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 2:46 pm
She smiled at him. ' Thank you...' She said to him as she stepped into the portal.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 9:39 pm
Durithill sighed and brushed some stray hairs out of his face. He sat on a rock in the middle of the wasteland, reading a rather large tome written in some obscure language. Such an odd sight was he, that a few of the refugees began to sneak nearer to him to see what he was. He his sudden movement, however, they sped off like frightened woodland creatures. Durithill hardly noticed. His brows furrowed as he stared at the first page of the book. The pages were old and yellow, and the book looked like it was probably much older then Durithill himself. Durithill read the first line to himself, then read it again. He then read it a third time, yet no matter how many times he read it it didn't make sense to him. He knew Ancient Demonic and Ancient Angelic, from which it is believe that all languaged were created, yet he could figure out this one. It appeared to have elements off both languages, yet at the same time it appeared to be completely seperate of either language. He shifted slightly and readjusted the book on his lap, causing the refugees who'd been brave enough to sneak up a second time skittering off.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 9:21 am
Durithill had sat still for so long, this time, that one of the refugees had snuck up right next to him. The man was reaching up to touch him when Durithill suddenly roared in frustration, throwing the book into the dirt. The man behind him fell back in surprised and tried to run away but Durithill noticed him and grabbed his wrist. The man collapsed as if he'd been killed and Durithill picked up the book with his free hand. "Stand." he said, releasing the man's hand. The man stood and cowered in front of Durithill. "I'm not going to hurt you." Durithill said with a sigh. "Can you read this?" he said, showing the man the book. The man glanced at the title and shook his head, still cowering. Durithill sighed and looked around. "Such a wasteland." he said, examing the landscape. "I can't beleive my family did this... I wish I could see what was here before..."
"Earth." the man said, then almost fell over again as Durithill's head snapped to look at him.
"Pardon?" Durithill said, but the man seemed to think he'd said to much and tried to run away backwards as fast as he could. Durithill let him go this time and sighed, examining the desolate plane again.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 9:12 pm
After a while, Durithill picked up the book and sat down again. He opened it to the first page and stared blankly at it. Then he had an idea. Maybe if he trying translating it into Ancient Demonic first instead of English. He pulled a twig out of his pocket and it shifted into an empty book the same size as the one he was holding. He opened it and took a quill out of his pocket. After a moment, he realized that the first "word" was actually a date, which he quickly wrote in Ancient Demonic in the empty book. He wrote quickly, now finding he could read the language if he put it into Ancient Demonic first.
May 1st, 2020
We've discovered a new world. At first we thought it was one of the elemental planes, but it seems to have balanced amounts of elements, like Earth. The inhabitants appear to be peaceful people. The greeted us with a beautiful song, a hymn of somesorts. It seems like they've never seen humans before, so they're as curious about us as we are about them. As we've stayed here for a while, we've noticed that that song seems to be a favorite of theirs. I can here them singing it again...
Exhausted, without the strength to search,
people vanish into the infinite darkness.
Could we still have seen if we were there?
Could we've seen it if it were little?
If it's so small, I wonder if I can see it even now?
As we live on,
we lose a little bit more.
Shrouded in falsehoods and lies,
we stand frozen to the spot, unable to cry out.
The days pass by and change,
without us even realizing how blue the sky really is.
Overcoming that made-up scheme, we live the present,
and our rusted hearts begin to beat again...
If we can find the rhythm of time, we can fly once again.
We live our lives
wandering to the ends of the earth.
Believing, now I begin my journey with you,
in search of the light.
We live our lives
wandering to the ends of the earth.
Closing off the way back,
we walk on for eternity.
We live our lives standing frozen to the spot,
unable to cry out, for eternity...
Such a beautiful song... It sounds like something the angels would have sung if they still visited Earth. But they've been gone so long, people are starting to worry. It's like when animals flee a forest because there's going to be a fire, yet there's no visable signs. People on Earth are starting to wonder if there's going to be a fire... Let's hope there's not...
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2007 6:11 pm
Durithill continued translating what he now realized was a diary from some long dead human. Most of them seemed to be sort of progress reports, but then he noticed his family's name and he translated these pages with greater intrest.
May 23rd, 2020
We've been back on Earth less then a few days and a demon has already appeared. His story explains why the angels haven't visited Earth in a while though. Apparently the angels and demons had been locked in a massive war. It's hard to believe, but its apparently the truth. The demon said that after the war, his family turned against itself. According to the demon, most of the rest of his family has turned power hungry. He said he was hiding out here untill things cooled off in hell. Well, what we humans call hell. According to the demon, what humans say is hell is actually just another world, like earth, and that hell is actually where they go when they died. Of course I was very interested, so I said I'd hide him at my house. The demon says his name is Milloon Tomsaruka. Milloon says his family is in control of the demonic realm (hell) at the moment because they're the strongest demons around. I doubt after warring with themselves they'll still be able to maintain control of hell, but Milloon says they're so powerful they probably could. Despite being a demon, he seems to be a nice guy. It sounds like blasphemy, but I actually like the company of this demon more then the company of the angels. The demons seem a lot like us humans. I hope the other Tomsaruka's don't find Milloon. He seems powerful, alright, but it doesn't look like he'd fight back if he was attacked. We'll just have to wait and see, I guess.
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2007 6:24 pm
October 31st, 2020
Other Tomsaruka's have started showing up. How appropriate, that demons would begin showing up on Earth on Halloween. I know Milloon said they were incredibly powerful, but I guess I didn't quite think they could be as powerful as they were. A single Tomsaruka can level entire cities with a single spell. And still have energy left over to fight. It's insane. I can hear people screaming outside. Even bomb shelters built to survive nuclear war don't seem to be able to stand up to these demons. The president is getting anxious. He's ordered all branches of the millitary to try to take out the warring Tomsarukas, but they're having no effect. The Tomsarukas don't seem to even notice they're there. More often then not, the army will get caught in the crossfire and completly obliterated before they can get off a single shot. It's not safe here anymore. Milloon is dead; the Tomsarukas found him a while ago and slaughtered him as he requested peace. They're ruthless. Well, not all of them. There have been a few more like Milloon that have fled, not wishing to fight. Apparently they're all the weaker Tomsarukas, because the stronger ones hunt them down and kill them before turning to bigger threats. One of those threats seems to be a demon called Durimiros. He seems to be the strongest of them; no demon seems be able to match him in battle. Many humans are wondering where the angels are now. They're not being tied up by a war anymore, shouldn't they be protecting us? Shoudn't they be trying to defeat the Tomsarukas? Some of us say the angels are afraid. They say that the Tomsarukas are too powerful for the angels. Others say the angels are just bidding their time, letting the Tomsarukas weaken themselves then strike when they're weak. Others think the angels just don't care about us anymore. Either way, I'm not staying here any longer.
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2007 6:47 pm
November 25th, 2020
It took me longer than expected to get back to the world of the Anarrki. It turns out that they protected their world from entry by making it so that only people who spoke the password could enter. After a while I tryed singing their song, and it almost worked. I guess their enchantment grew too strong for them to control, and now the words have to be sung with power. Luckily, Milloon taught me the demon language, which is surprisingly not unlike the Divine Language in which I now write. The words of the demon language were powerful enough to get me in this time, but the Anarrki suggest I don't leave. Not like I would. I hear almost half of Earth has been spent by the Tomsarukas' war. But there's apparently good new. According to my contacts, the angels have created a weapon that can destoy the Tomsaruka demons. Earth is rejoicing, hoping their plight is almost over. The angels have issued an ultimatum to the Tomsarukas: stop fighting and go back to the demonic realm, or be destroyed. So far only one has complied: Durimiros. I guess he wasn't just the strongest, but the smartest as well. I count the days untill Earth will be safe again.
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2007 7:03 pm
December 25th, 2020
Irony. There's three main types of inrony. The first is verbal irony, which is stating the opposite of what is said or meant. Like the angels telling us not to worry. Then there's dramatic irony, which is when the audience is aware of something the characters onstange are unaware of. Like the angels knowing what their weapon would do, but not the Tomsarukas or us humans. And finally there's situational irony, which is when what actually happens is the opposite of what is expected to happen. Like when we expected the angels to save Earth, but they dammed it. The angels were telling the truth when they said that their weapon woud destroy all the Tomsarukas, but they conveniently "forgot" to mention that is would destroy the souls of all life on Earth as well. And not just Earth. The weapon was so powerful, it tore holes into three other Realms and destroyed them as well. The angels claim that the Tomsarukas' war had spread to those realms as well, but everyone knows that's a lie. The Tomsarukas only fought on Earth. The remains of Earth are horrible to look at. Everything has been turned to dust: not even bodies remain. Entire oceans dried up into pudles. All plant life was extinguised, and not even weeds dare to grow. The planet is no longer able to sustain life. No human alive wishes anything to do with the angels anymore. All damn their name. All know that if the angels had just left the Tomsarukas alone, then only one realm might be destroyed. Maybe not even the entire realm. One Tomsaruka lives, but no one can find him. Ironic, that the Earth would be dammed on the day Christ was born to save it.
Durithill finished translating the rest of the book and sighed, closing both. "So that's what really happened." he said to himself before standing up. He pocketed both books and opened a portal to the Master Realm. He figured Raine might have discovered something by now. He sighed again and stepped through.
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