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Shade would move to stand once Lucian and Kain started fighting. She'd hold her hand out and take a firm grip on the scythe, her fingers wrapping around the pole of it before it was even visible. "This is what I get for trying to return that armor. No good deed goes unpunished, thats for damn sure." she'd mumble to herself as she watched, smiling as Lucian came back.

"I wonder if he gets that he can't kill me, or Death for that matter?" She'd twist her mouth in a confused sort of way. "I mean, Death is a constant. There will always be a Death, since people like him will always cause death. In order for there not to be death, well we'd have to live in a friggin bubble or a utopia for that to happen." She'd sigh and shrug. "It really is something of a paradox."

"What makes you think I'm the only one with the title of Death?" she asked before he started his onslaught on Lucian. She'd close her eyes, and while one my mistake it as her refusing to watch the attack, it was more so her concentrating on the heart Lucian carried, and using it's energy to repair the damage done to his body.

She'd look up once Lucian was on the chain, making sure first he was left unharmed, Dark eyes swirled with the ice blue her eyes were before. "You call yourself death, Kain. But all I see in you is the ego maniac I saw and met back at Site 1." She spoke in a low tone, bringing her scythe up so that the pole ran the length of her arm, and the blade curved toward Kain. "How arrogant can you be!?" She finally yelled. "You think it's about the cloak or the ******** scythe?! They're symbols, nothing more. They take on whatever form I wish them too. The cloak was once a pair of wings, remember. The scythe was once a pendulum. It changes over time, passing from one death to another. Hell, it even took the form of a microscopic organism that wiped out almost half of Europe, and you were the one that released it! So don't you dare stand there, with your high and mighty attitude and claim you've been skipped over!"

(( There had been a post directly after my own though I deleted it because there would of been no way to edit it. I will specify a couple of things just so everyone knows how this place works: Kain is the link in and out. I don't want to reveal exactly what it is (yet) but it is something very personal to Kain, thus access can only be gained via Kain allowing someone/dragging someone in. Getting out requires his help as well. These are precautions taken to make sure that within this arena there will never be interference nor escape. My apologies for the post that was deleted; further apologies for not having posted how this place works. ))

"I know what it's like to have everything I've striven for torn from me, in one foul movement even. To have an empire, friends, and even family shattered like they were merely mirrors I sought comfort in, never truly existing because nothing real could ever break so easily. But when someone has that kind of power, the power to end worlds be the metaphorical or actual worlds, well, it changes your perspective." He never seemed phased as she spoke to him and even felt something he hardly felt his own self. He instead starred at her with eyes void of any real reason or comprehension, at least not of anything good in the world. Eyes that gave her a glimpse of his soul, something torn apart without a single attempt to bandage. He'd of retracted his claws in the instant he'd realize he'd not reach Lucian and place his hand back into his pocket.

"Time itself has been a friend to me; I always seem to find some individual I form a loving bond with that isn't on an intimate level, but rather one of kinship. Whereas I tend to kill my own lovers, I've never harmed, or rather meant to harm my sisters. Still, they become linked to me, and all those linked to me are slowly poisoned and eventually meet their end, even if I struggle to save them from what becomes their Fate. Her death would be tragic, but nothing unforeseen. If...when she dies, I move on and be thankful for the time I had her." He'd laugh a bit and shake his head. "You can imagine how many girls I've impregnated over these many centuries, yet I've never allowed any child to grow. I've killed each and every last one. My clones are like my children...I'm destined to kill them. It's no big secret; they're fully aware I'm not mentally able to not kill them! It's not a matter of why I kill them, or how I kill them, I simply must! And so I do. Just as I have with each lover I've ever had!" He'd grin and disappear, appearing in the exact same moment with his clawed hands on Lucian's shoulders.

"It's funny you mention reaping me; what was it you felt? The last time someone dared delve so far into me they felt something that turned their hair white and made them vomit profusely, like an extremely unattractive, foul-odored fountain of bile. It's not like my soul's never been ripped from me; I've been just mind and body more than once. Honestly though, it's not difficult to take a hold of my soul when I'm in this form...I've merely allowed my soul to manifest into me; merge with my physical being. There's no spirit, inner being, anything. It's all right here for you to see! And back to reaping me...you'd of found that difficult. When something's been done to me, specifically something I, or my body, considers harmful, this body then reconfigures itself to become immune to such problems." He'd rise from his positing behind Lucian after having tied him with a flowing white wire to the pillar. He'd begin to move to the tower of water and shake his head.

"It's not about castles, or land, or people, or items...it's about meaning, something I lost a long time ago when I should have left this world. Immortality is a damn burden after a while; you start doing things just to see if you can, or what will happen when you do. I happen to like seeing what happens when I kill and torture people! I find great fun in it and I even get a high off of their despair. There's really no purpose for me, nor anything I do, nor do I live for anyone or anything, thus people and places are merely tools. My sister is a temporary high in herself in that she makes me feel useful and those clones...again: Destined to die. They were more creations to see if I could do something and what they'd do if I did! And I hope you're keeping in mind these are words of both mind and soul because, well, I can't really silence my soul when I'm like this!" The more he seemed to make mention of his new body, the more it would warp. Jagged spikes would protrude from his elbows at first, then his knees, and before long a set of horns would come from his temples and one from his forehead and slick back over his head, almost like a helmet, fitting his skull perfectly before flowing back from his head for several feet before coming to a point.

"No point in reaping me...those are cruel words. Ignorant ones as well, but I focus on what affects me the most of course." He'd begin to carve a symbol into the pillar and grin. Having nothing to do with the symbol he was carving a vortex of raging water would surround Lucian, the water spinning tremendously fast while carrying a heavy electric current, easy to see as random bolts of what would appear to be lightning would shoot out. Within that circle of water would rise a vortex of air spinning like a tornado without the wobbling, carrying billions of little ice shards within it. Kain would grin and finish his transmutation circle and tap it with his index finger. "What these eyes see...they do. They break down and convert to memory; the allow me to do as my opponent does and gives me access to those chronicled powers." Lucian's shadow would be shackled to the water pillar, leaving him with no easy escape route and little room within the vortex surrounded by a vortex. "You think you have me figured out to some extent, don't you Shade? That you know me to some extent? I hope not...because you're striking out quite a bit."

Lucian would come to his senses once the sound of rushing water was about him. He'd move to his feet and see the water for a split second before the ice whirlwind rose up around him. He knew all about this attack; one of Kain's strongest and meant to kill someone no matter how they moved. He'd grin and access the power of Ishado's armor, including his gauntlets and grieves and create a shield around himself that would go beyond the speed of the vortex. Thus, reaching his hand through was easy, shards and wins passing around him. At least until he touched the water, which spun in the opposite direction. He'd find himself being electrocuted over and over, his insides feeling like they were going to melt. The power he'd used with Ishado armor would vanish given lack of concentration, thus the wind would begin to tear at his arm like trillions of blades along with the ice shards that embedded themselves in his arm, slowly freezing whatever they touched. When he'd finally withdraw his arm he'd grown and feel his arm going numb as the ice shards would begin to freeze his veins, tendons, and all else they could like parasites; the shard as the seed and everything being frozen its roots. This was how Kain got them; a single shard could destroy any limb in under a minute. Thus, he'd pull his arm from his shoulder and toss it into the vortex, letting its fate be decided there. He'd then create a new arm and shrug off the pain of the electrocution before sitting down and thinking of what to do.

"...Armageddon. Apocalypse. Ragnarok. Apocaliptico. Apokalypsen. Heimsendir. Ilmestyskirja." He'd hang his head forward, enough so to allow his hair to fall over his face as if to hide it. His body would go limp causing his free left arm to hang forward. "Kataklizma. Natguddiad. Petrova. Apokalipszis. Apocalisse. Odreni. The End of Days." He'd remain still for a moment before raising his limp right hand into the air, summoning forth a dome around Lucian and the vortexes, one that would transport one who touched it or attempted to make their way through it to the location they had tried to enter, or exit from. Where he could send them was limited given his own power barrier. Still, he felt it enough to force the point upon any intruders given the domed barrier would give off a distorted look, an obvious portrayal of a twist in reality. "The ultimate ******** end to this planet. Mankind has cast this planet into to the depths of Oblivion to forever dwell in a darkness that will tear through it with waves of pestilence and famine, provoking war and death...a void of darkness that no light can shine in through." He'd twist his neck to look at her through his hair, focusing on what little of her he could see through it while she'd no doubt see the glow of his eyes.

"Heroes like Lucian are the cause of this world's continuous rot; what is there upon the soil worth saving? Do they deserve to live merely because they live? Redundant, isn't it? Innocence...you're never innocent in every mind, and the conglomerate must agree for innocence to be achieved, thus innocence cannot be the reason. People live because they fear Death; they fear what they don't know. Their Pride and Greed tie them down and create obscure fears based on the same theories that allow them to live...and ignorant sheep like Lucian keep on feeding them, allowing them to tear themselves apart out of fear. It's a simple fact that this world is doomed...I'd not have it suffer any longer just because of the fear of mankind." He'd begin to stand straight again and shake his head. "Of course I want you to know of my power, though you've seen nothing I couldn't do as a mortal. Nothing cataclysmic has taken place...not yet."

He'd turn to face her again and grin behind his hair while laughing. "I want one of two things...I either want the disease known as Man eradicated from this world to allow it to recover and flourish once again...or I want this entire world to be cast into the endless Void. Its fate is in your hands...or mine. I'll allow you to reap the mortals and sew a new future...or I'll use power unseen to cast this world into the Void so that its pestilence cannot spread about the galaxies, the universes, the eternities...I'll send it into the Void where it will allow all eternal life, and thus eternal strife and mankind can have all the fun in the world tearing itself apart for eternity, or at least until they inevitably destroy their own planet and drift aimlessly with nothing but fear, sorrow, regret, remorse...and I'll FEED off of the Void as an infinite power source while I proceed to exterminate the writhe of the realms. Should YOU choose to give these vermin their just desserts then I'd suggest you annihilate everything that is or was once man, woman or otherwise human. You, and even that arrogant ant Lucian, will be Earth's only inhabitants other than its natural, beautiful creatures that would dare not harm their planet."

He'd shake his head and summon Muramasa back into his right hand. "If you decide you will not reap man, either to have them cast into the Void as you wish or simply to defy me...then I WILL kill you. I will strike simultaneously at Lucian, and at you at speeds your mind could not comprehend. I'll obliterate you both and leave nothing but blood in the wake of my wrath. Then I'll proceed to the planet and I'll kill and kill and kill until I tire of it, at which point I will introduce the world to the Void. Unlikely as it is, should you manage to escape, I will haunt you and forever remain a thorn in your side, leaving behind bodies and screams wherever you two roam." He'd stop for a moment as if caught in thought. He'd look to the pillar of light and move towards it, slowly dragging his feet with each step. "Overseer...Ray...tell me, if I threatened her life would you not grovel and beg for her life in exchange for yours? Would the dark shine with light and offer itself for the light shrouded in darkness? Or would the dark allow the light to burn out for its own sake; for its own cruel begotten emotions?" His voice would change tone quite a bit, though there was always the tone that he was confused; asking her not for the sake of an answer, or not in the sense one would think, but rather because he wanted to know what he should do. But when the topic of Ray and Shade crossed his mind, he would suddenly sound convinced; as if he'd had a revelation and knew just what he wanted to do.

"SILENCE!" His voice would manage to echo as he roared his command while swing the long blade of Muramasa through the air forcing a shockwave out that would annihilate the Earth tower, as if it had been attacked from multiple directions. "Such ignorance...arrogance...misplaced pride...putrid. Overseer...Ray...Hemera...Light. SCP...Shade...Melaina...Dark. All of these titles...bother me. These two sisters...bother me." His voice was low, merely thinking aloud. He'd appear before the vortex, his own barrier shattering. He'd reach his hand through the vortexes and grab Lucian, pulling him through both vortexes. Though Lucian would be torn, battered, beat, electrified and overall tortured in a moment...he'd live. He'd grin as the ice shards embedded in him took effect, slowly freezing veins, tendons and ligaments, cutting off use of limbs. "Of course I expect you to make that decision on your own; there are no others whom will be allowed to make it! Raziel...God...he is not a threat. I feel his time coming to an end...and I never mentioned him to begin with. Adding variables and stalling...I loathe it when insects dare to scheme." He'd toss the frozen Lucian on the ground, his nearly frozen body rolling to the center of the platform. Kain would appear above him in the same moment, Muramasa puncturing his chest, the tip lightly running along his heart.

"You said that you, and the other wench, were difficult to kill...for mortals? No doubt...no doubt you would be formidable for most others like yourselves, gifted in different ways." He'd shake his head and look to Shade. "To me you're nothing but rats among mice; a bit larger and far more vile. So much power, so much knowledge, so much experience...tell me, do you honestly think that you, much less your light-loving kin would provide a challenge to me if I were to take it seriously!? Even together, your forces combined, do you think you could harm me!? DO YOU THINK ME SO WEAK!?"

He'd go to rant his own self as to his reason for directing everything at her, though he'd just shake his head again and laugh. Time would nearly freeze around the two of them, well almost all of him. As he'd remove Muramasa only Shade would be able to notice the "Celestial Pieces" that had formed along that arm would stay in place from where he'd moved. As he'd walk forward over Lucian every piece that had formed would remain in place, a silhouette of his "celestial" power in a sense. He'd stop just after Lucian's head and plunge Muramasa next to Lucian's head, not striking him though Lucian could cut himself if he didn't move right. Or rather if he moved wrong. Kain would take the time to tie his hair back with a black ribbon, his hands no longer clawed. Time would tick again, and the pieces would be...gone. That simple apparently. He'd turn to face Shade, hi shirt now gone thanks to it having been transformed into a piece of the "celestial crap." Thankfully his black cargo pants remained, but strangely enough not his shoes. Amazing how toned he was for how scrawny he was. And his feet were to be admired by pedicurists and fetishists everywhere. His eyes were back to their crimson selves, though his pupils maintained the same pentacle and transmutation circle.

"I want...to fight the strongest. I want to prove I'm the best; that I'm on a tier of my own. A selfish, arrogant wish...but it comes from more lifetimes than I care to remember; millenniums of doing nothing but looking ans seizing and gaining power." He'd remove Muramasa from the platform and slice slowly through the air, though hundreds of metallic afterimages could be seen all over Lucian. He'd then dismiss the sword back into the realm he'd summoned it from as Lucian would be cut all over before the ice crystals would rise up from beneath to penetrate his forearms, shins and sternum, though he'd avoid breaking any ribs, puncturing lungs, anything fatal. He'd also allow the ice to spread only do far, never ruining his nerves or coming to his head. It was a tactic meant to keep him still. He'd then have Lucian disappear and reappear back in the vortexes. "I hate this world...this realm. It's not my own; I'm nothing more than an alien from another universe really. But I cast that world into the Void...it ran out of uses. I've tried to redeem myself here, but I can't do that. I don't crave blood or flesh, I crave power and despair. I...fight. Physical rounds, mental assaults, anything I can. If I don't, this power will fade."

He'd place both hands in his pockets and shrug, taking Lucian's place. "You've stood up to all of these people; shown tremendous resolve and willpower. But I've beaten them...I've put so many individuals in their place, even if they didn't remain there for long like Zadkiel. But you...you slip through with the least amount of effort, hardly laying a finger on anyone. You keep running, hiding...or in the end, you come seeking the wrong person." He'd laugh a bit and crack his knuckles inside of his pockets. "In the end, you just remind me of someone I hate n' I just want to make you suffer. I think that's what allowed me to surface from this realm's me...that is Feign. After sending my world into the Void, I shot into another universe's version of me. And when my conscious grew strong enough, when my will dominated his, well...here I am. Because you remind me of someone I took pleasure above all others in brutally, savagely torturing her." He'd scoff a bit, almost a laugh. "Be glad you don't have children; I turned hers into mine n' had em' shoot each other! I loved it! Then I skinned the child and...no point in telling stories. You seem ready to fight regardless of my nihilistic reasoning, so...do I allow you a courtesy shot or do I break you before you blink?" Finally, he'd give her a sincere grin, only two teeth coming to a point.