A land forgotten by time and space, no one know where to get there, nor how to maneuver around this realm filled with deceiving mazes. Except for those who had already been here long enough to see through it's deceiving fog.
Even those who inhabit this realm rumor that the realm itself is alive. And that it uses your very memories to recreate a landscape.
Many have ventured and never returned. Those who dwell in the mist that ever haunts the region. The locals tribes had decided to live peacefully among them as it was a far effective way to survive this land of no man.
Be wary, be cautious or you would forever remain on this land. And among all things. Avoid the faceless witch.
Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2014 10:39 pm
Rules:
- There are many places hidden among the realm. The atmosphere here prevents any knowledge other than maps to know where each of the places known so far can be located other than a map as you WILL forget how to navigate through the place every time you exit an area.
- Flying, levitating is permitted but for some reason teleporting other than rift walking is rendered completely useless on this profile. The realm itself keeps it that way.
- The domain of the faceless witch is said to be protected by one of the many mist storms that travel around the area. It is known that it never stays in the same place. No matter the speed or abilities should you wish to enter her domain you MUST pass through the mist to reach it.
- Whoever touches the mist would loose any form of resonance. Meaning their abilities are rendered useless. Weapons would either become dormant and retain their weapon form or turn back o normal without being able to transform. The effects last as long as the person remains on the realm. They must exit and re enter.
- Augmentations however, are greatly reduced. Negating the Immunity to certain classes, rather taking atrocious amounts of damage in exchange to keep them active.
- There seems to be a way to avoid or lifts the Mist's curse. But so far only the faceless witch is known to do so.
[ More rules would be added as the story and areas are discovered. ]
╔═════════╗ ---❝ Eva ❞- ╚═════════╝ Eva dashed into the dorms, finding desperately a pair of blankets. The door was closed before the cries of pain would invade the room. No one knew what kind of architecture it was, but everyone knew that cry. Making any nearby folk ran back into the safety of their tribes or get lost into the mist. Honoring the most important rule of this realm.
After hours of pain. Eva was enveloped on the blankets rather than her clothes, they were too tight they would no longer fit. Just in a matter of seconds, Atticus's soul would activate, and with it Zoey's. Expanding Eva's womb easily skipping from week 1 to month 8. It wasn't an easy task. But Eva had gone through all that so she was used to it at some point.
Holding onto her womb, she would scan both of her guests. Apparently they were healthy.
-❝ Seriously, you two calm down. I barely got here in time. Imagine if I had to deal with the monk when this happened. ❞-
Eva knew Aticus soul was strong but to haste his growth at this speed. Even she hadn't expected that to happen. After all she could swear she still had a week before the first stage of development. Annoyed by the pain, she frowned lightly, but even the couldn't keep that smile from forming on her lips.
-❝ It's alright, get along you two, soon you'll make mommy very happy. ❞-
She stated, however there was still a little detail. That bodyguard of hers would surely like to keep Aticus away once he was born. But she had other plans. However he was strong. She had to find another way to get past him. On the best scenario she could also take his soul to keep. That would be really handy. The real question was, hot to deal with him? -❝ Hmmm ❞- Tired, she laid back on one of the beds in the nap room, trying to find a comfortable posture for her to rest. -❝ I don't think it would be a good Idea to release any of them. But he leaves me no other choice. But how would my little princess react? It's been a while since the last time we talked. ❞- Giving gentle caresses, she could feel their bodies forming. -❝ It's alright children, mommy won't let anyone get you away from her ❞- It was a risky plan, but she had no other choice.
Vanity Eva's Youth. "I would like to, pretty much."
Days had passed on the cursed land yet the screams of the faceless witch still haunts the mountains, forests and the seas.
Within the heart of the mist, lied a replica of Eva's apartment. Which the portal the clone opened lead Despair right into the living room. But just as soon as they did, the clone fell flat onto de ground lifeless. It would appear that it wasted what was left from it to be able to transport Despair safely into the faceless's witch nest.
"My my, and I was wondering if you'll even show up." A young girl replied, apparently she had been bored waiting for Despair's arrival. The girl looked like a younger version of Eva. yet, unlike the clone it appeared to hold a soul. Vanity giggled pointing the circle near the stairs. "I take it you've heard all what you must. If you take the stairs you'll trigger the trap. I was asked to take care of you if you did."
Emerging from the portal, Despair watched as the clone fell towards the ground. She must have used what little strength she had, to create a portal. As she laid there, Despair looked ahead and saw a younger version of Eva, standing there. Walking over the lifeless body of the clone, Despair stood before her, sensing the soul inside. "For some reason, i detest the sight of you." he he told her before looking towards the stairs. Without saying another word, Despair headed towards the stairs and eventually triggered the trap. Almost instantly, his entire body felt like it was being pulled and ripped apart, over and over again. The pain must have been unbearable, but Despair didn't show an ounce of pain or agony. He merely stood there, with his arms folded. Once the whole ordeal was over, he glanced back at the woman, by the almost lifeless look in his eyes, she would be able to tell that he had been drained of his life force. If regular humans tried this, they would have been dead, hell, even demons would die if their life force was stole from them, well, most save Despair. Walking away, Despair would recall what the clone said about the two cups being hidden away in a chest behind the portal that she created. Slowly making his way there, Despair found the chest, inside it would be two cups and a bottle, glowing with his life force. Taking the bottle, Despair poured half of it into one cup and another half into the other. Tossing the bottle against the ground, Despair picked up both cups. Admittedly, he was tempted to drink them both, but he had to resist, for Atticus' sake. With both cups in his hands, he would turn back to face the woman, "Lead the way." he commanded.
Vanity Eva's Youth. "I would like to, pretty much."
Vanity frowned at Despair. "Geez... no wonder she took a like for you." When despair would trigger the trap, there was a glint of happiness in Vanity's eyes. which bursted into laugher once Despair turned at her with those almost lifeless eyes. "hahahaha serve you right!" While she indeed was having fun there was no time to loose. Nodding while he pretty much ordered to lead the way. Vanity would walk before Despair so she may disable the rest of the traps. "I see that you took dinner at her house. That little ounce of lifeforce you got is proof of that. If you didn't ate the antidote she put in the dinner you would be done for sure." The annoying younger tour guide commented while securing the perimeter for Despair. "Oh, maybe I should tell you this... But you may want to drink your cup right after you give her her share. Things can be quite complicated if that child of hers kills you." Unknown to Despair, but becoming more obvious as they proceeded into Eva's lair. The latent soul of a Kishin was every time more and more obvious. While still lit was no match for Despair. In his current state the kishin could take on him any time. By the end of the final seal, it was clear as a cristal. That the kishin's soul was indeed that of his dear "Brother" Atticus.
Getting inside of what it once was a cozy bedroom. There was Eva, holding onto her womb, she was exhausted and in pain. As Atticus was absorbing her energy in unhealthy levels. Staring right into Despair eyes, there was fear in the devil machine's. Since at this point Despair could easily drink both of the cups in front of her and proceed to kill her and her children. Just as the clone said, the devil machine couldn't even talk. All she could do is moan in pain as the Kishin within her was nourishing from her life force. "Well my job here is done." Stated Vanity as she didn't even care if Despair killed Eva right now. All she had to do was repay her the favor of bringing Despair safely from all the traps Eva herself had put to stop him should he run against her. "Have fun, don't forget not to write ~<3" With a sickened sweet voice, Vanity would abandon both of them in the room. Not wanting to be the kishin's meal once it was awakened.
((OoC: And there we have, our lovely Vanity doing what she's best at - w- ))
Hearing the woman mention the dinner, Despair remained quiet, though he suspected that she had alternative motives for feeding him. Despair had let his guard down around her and allowed for her to lead him astray, though now that his life is in danger, he would revert to a more reclusive and primal self, h is probably at his most weakest, yet he is also most likely to go berserk. The closer he walked, the more and more, Despair could sense a powerful soul, a kishin soul, coming from up ahead. After reaching the final seal, Despair knew now, that the soul belonged to none other than Atticus. He had already grown that strong in such a short amount of time. Stepping inside the bedroom, Despair would finally lay his eyes on the real Eva, she was lying in bed, holding her stomach. As their eyes met, Despair could see the fear in her. Despite all the nonsense she spouted about trust, in the end, she still feared that he would betray and who would blame her. Watching as the other woman vanished, Despair had an look of pure hatred in his eyes. Glancing back at Eva, he would walk up to her, "What a pity." he told her as he could see the pain she was in. Truthfully, he enjoyed seeing her in pain, he loved hearing her moan. Holding up one cup, Despair held it within reach of Eva, before pulling it away, it appears he was planning on taking both. "You know, I've never been brought to the brink of death this close in a long time. I have to say, I don't enjoy it." the anger in his voice, apparent at this point. "I could easily kill you and Atticus at this point, all it would take was one simple blast." Reaching over, Despair placed his hand behind Eva's head, lifting her up slowly, "Oh how I wish to see your pained face, the." However, Despair's actions were completely opposite of his words as he held up the cup towards her lips, "But I'm feeling a little generous at the moment." he added as he allowed her to drink from her cup. While using his free hand to drink from his own cup. So, both would drink from the cups at the same time. The moment he ingested the liquid, Despair could feel part of his strength return, as such, his demonic aura would flare up, easily trumping Atticus' kishin soul.
{Out...Of....Character --- She's already on Despair's bad-side, meaning she is one of the few people he wishes to kill.}
Nebbia d Argento
Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 11:18 pm
Spreader of Malice
Astral Eva's Future. "Looks can be deceiving hun"
Eva trembled as Despair went closer. She moaned in pain even if she wished not to. It was so embarrassing and terrifying to be in this state with the demon around. The hatred in his eyes carved into the deepest of her mind. Being sure to remember those eyes. Teased by the blonde demon, she had the cup near her lips only to be taken away from her at the very first attempt. It would seem Despair was enjoying himself while torturing her. "tch!.." Even at this point, Eva wished to show some pride, glaring at Despair as if trying to warn him that she wouldn't forget this, but even the cruelest of her glares wouldn't stand for long as her life force was drained from her by Atticus. Saddened and humiliated, she barely had any strength to drink from the cup once Despair would "generously" offer. While they both drink from their cups, there was still a huge difference between them, as Despair would recover half of his strength while Eva had found room to breathe only to have half of her recently acquired life force sucked directly into Atticus's soul for the ritual to be complete. Her eyes widened and her body trembled, at this point she was hopelessly defenseless, as she laid next to the demon who just a few seconds ago menaced to end them both. While his aura flared up and somehow surpassed Atticus influence in her. There was a second aura that neutralized all auras within the room. Giving the poor Eva finally some room to rest as her pregnancy would now be treated as a normal one. Concealing both babies into their mortal bodies. "Can't you learn your lesson for once?" The woman glared at Eva, while the devil machine could only smile, feeling relieved from her pain, her eyes closing as she whited out from fatigue. The other woman on the other hand would rub her forehead as if having a headache. "I've seen this so many times yet it pains me like I've just done it." The blankets would start folding around Eva's body, lifting her as she was received by a fair amount of clones that prepared her for the last step of the ritual. "It should be better this way for sure. While she's unconscious." Astral would then turn to meet Despair who had just recovered from his wound. "Now that's a face I don't get to see often." Astral smiled kindly motioning the door as it opened itself. "It would be for the best that you not witness this. I shall keep you company on the mean time." Commented Astral while expecting the demon to follow her outside the room. "You can sense your brother's soul now so he's not going anywhere without you knowing it. Besides you must be tired. Frustrated if I recall well. You should rest. Atticus would be a tough burden. Even for you."
As yet another strange woman entered the room, seemingly nullifying his aura in the process, Despair simply glanced at her. Stepping away from Eva, Despair watched as more clones came in and began preparing her for what he could only assume to be the last of the preparations. Making his way over towards the door, he would stop in front of the woman, "I don't need rest. I need to vent my frustration." he told the woman as he exited the room. "Can you help me with that?" he asked, jokingly.
While the clones continued with the preparations, Astral continued keeping the demon some company as Despair expressed his need to vent his frustration. "It is fair enough." She replied giving a few steps after him to close the door behind them, leaving some privacy for Eva and the incoming babies. The demon, however, added a tricky question that couldn't be at all ignored. Astral would stare at him for a moment, before scanning his silhouette with her gaze, a devious smirk awaited as her scanning was completed and returned her eyes to meet up with Despair. "That would depend on how are you planning to vent it." It was all she limited herself to answer at the moment. Leading the way to the living room as Despair said he did not need rest any sooner. The faint glimpse of a magic sway around her would reveal she was wearing Soul protect at the moment. Could it be that Astral could hold a soul of her own as well?
((OoC: but but she's so lovely and deviously annoying how could you not love her? XD ))
Entering the living room, Despair followed closely behind the woman, noticing that despite appearing as though she was just another clone, she had soul protect on. This made him wonder, just what was she and that other woman. Clearly, Eva had something up her sleeves and these two only furthered his suspicions, but for now, he decided to let it go. He wasn't in the mood to start digging up trouble, well not yet. Sitting down on the couch, Despair smiled and looked over towards her, "Do I really need to answer that question?" he asked.
The room was rather quiet as if it was isolated from the other rooms. Unknown to Despair, the very nest was isolated from the rest of this realm. While listening to Despair's question, Astral capitalized on the demon's smile, giving back one of her own. "Well..." Astral would walk next to the couch to sit by the demon's side. "I am afraid you'll have to." The woman expressed as her hand would reach for the demon's cheek with a soft touch. "That is if you do not wish to risk me misinterpreting your request." Astral giggled, leaning forward to collect a debt with the demon by stealing his lips for a brief instant. "You've just spared my life in more than one occasion. The least I could do if return the favor. So.." The woman stepped back just a little so she may appreciate the demon's face. "How may I be of service? In my current position there is very little I could deny. You should take this chance. There are but few occasions such as these. "
Despair became intrigued by the woman's stance, she was indeed a sight to behold. She had a nice figure and her voice was enticing, so as she asked him what she could do to be of service, there was only one thing that popped into his mind. "Hm, well, I am a person who wants only one thing and since you are offering your services, I want you to keep me company for a few hours." he told her, before motioning for the woman to come closer. "Come, ease me of my tension and stress." he added.
