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 Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2018 7:50 pm
 The young Chiyura entered the room his father had summoned him to.
Chiyura Enma was adorned in elegant white and lavender clothing which he wore daily as the Fire Lord... though the outer piece was missing. He'd removed it once he'd gotten home. He sat at his study, looking over papers, when he noticed his son. "Koumovadra..." He said, with a stern tone of disappointment in his voice, "Do you know why I've called you here today?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2018 7:15 pm
The older Chiyura was suddenly in front of Koumovadra. He grabbed the kid by the throat, picking him up and pinning him against the wall with one hand. "I called you here because you almost got me killed!"
He watched the boy's face contort into terror and confusion.
"I told you not to trust anyone besides me, ever, and what do you do? You help an outsider break into our mansion."
"I-I... he was my friend."
"He was an assassin!" Enma tossed the boy onto the floor and looked down at him. "You will correct this mistake. Let us go visit this assassin now."
He led Koumovadra down into the dungeons below the mansion. He opened a steel door. A blonde boy about Koumovadra's age was chained against the opposite wall, his head drooping.
Enma pulled out a jeweled knife, and handed it to Koumovadra.
Koumovadra looked to the boy's frightened face, and then back to his father. He nodded. This person had betrayed him and tried to kill his father. "Leo, I'm going to kill you!" He shouted, tears streaming down his face. He ran forward and plunged the blade into Leo's stomach.
"I..." Leo coughed up blood. "I didn't do anything..."
Koumovadra looked back at his father... and a moment of confusion turned into realization. "You! You tricked me! Leo!" He pulled the knife out and cradled his dying friend.
"Just a harsh lesson in how the world works, my son," Cold Yellow eyes stared down at Koumovadra... eyes that looked so much like his own.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2018 7:31 pm
=============Weeks Later=========================
"Set the artifact there," Enma said to the two shinobi carrying a large black chest. Koumovadra watched them set it down in the secure room below the mansion."Some boxes are left unopen. There are darker things in this universe than even we Chiyura," Enma said. He led them back up the stairs.Koumovadra took one last glance at it. It was terrifying... like a pit of evil with no bottom. It was terrifying... and exciting.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 6:13 pm
=============Years Later========================= 
Enma stood with his son in a large room with a large ornate table,
and screens on all the walls. The screens displayed nature settings, each of them with one human in them. All of these humans carried weapons...
"What is all of this, father?"
"Oh, and old tradition. We gather some peasants or political enemies, make them fight to the death on an island."
Koumovadra looked between the screens, oddly fascinated by this. But he had to ask, "Why?"
"Well, according to what we told them... the winner will become a lord. Of course, no one who wins one of these is actually going to become a lord. We are the Chiyura, the noble family of the lands of fire. These peasants exist merely to serve our interests. In this case... It simply entertains me."
One one of the screens now, a boy with a bat was sneaking up an a sleeping old man. Koumovadra watched with anticipation. He brought the bat down and the old man awoke with a scream. He tried to get to his feet, but the boy smacked his head, knocking him back down. The boy brought the bat down again. And again. Eventually there was blood spraying as he pummeled the man to death.
Koumovadra stared wide-eyed and blushing watching this display of violence.
"You are my son, and anything in this world that you desire can and will be yours. That is only the natural order."
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 6:37 pm
=============Weeks Later========================= Koumovadra opened the front door to the mansion and turned to see the armored woman, his father's guard. He smiled at her. "Hi, Nejeta!"
"Hmm?" She said. "What does the spoiled brat want with me? I'm just here to guard, not to talk."Koumovadra frowned. "Why are you always so mean to me, Nejeta?"She sighed. "Its not you... but look. Your father..." She glanced around, "Between you and me, he isn't a good ruler. He doesn't care about his people at all. He thinks we are all beneath him."
"I'm not my father. I think you are right. All people deserve to be treated equally."Her eyes widened in genuine surprise. "Huh. I guess I your not so bad, kid... I guess its rough being his son too."Koumovadra nodded slowly. "I have to sit back and be obedient while he does evil things. And then his training is so intense... well, I've gotten very strong from it at least."
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2018 7:08 pm
=============Weeks Later=========================
Koumovadra sat in his room reading over the ancient text which belonged to his father. It read:
Two wishes will be made
One to create
And one to destroy
The creator God hides the second wish
deceiving and delaying and protecting
Until the Destroyer is unbound
He'd read this many times before. Tonight it was more of a ritual. The rest of the text gave more details, but that was the opening, and it covered the big picture.
A lone shinobi landed on Koumovadra's balcony. He held an ancient looked key, carved with seals. Right on time.
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Koumovadra stood in the secure room with the key, looking at the chest. He understood the evil that it contained... but he'd never been able to stop thinking about it. Father said they could have anything they wanted... yet he'd gone to the trouble of obtaining this amazing artifact and was too afraid to use it. Koumovadra wasn't afraid. Well. He was afraid. But that only made this more exhilarating.
An insane smile shone across his face. He slid the key in the chest and turned it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2018 6:13 pm
He turned the key and the box lid threw itself open.
Koumovadra instantly felt himself paralyzed by fear. As he gazed down into the chest, reality seemed to crumble around him in his mind. He’d seen horrible things. He’d done horrible things, and enjoyed it, but this… all of those seemed trivial compared to this. The box was full of evil. It was evil all the way down.
Something welled with in him. A determination not to lose. He’d planned this for too long, and he wasn’t going to freeze and die here like this. He bit down on his tongue as hard as he could. He tasted the blood and suddenly he could move again.
Looking around, he could see the room was now saturated in darkness. He heard screams coming from above. He made his way shakily up the stairs. He saw a servant screaming and writhing on the floor. Another servant was stabbing themselves over and over and…
Enma walked around the corner and stared at Koumovadra with death in his eyes, “There was only one thing you could not have Koumovadra!” He drew a katana, and smiled insanely.
They fought and Koumovadra found himself losing.Enma held his son by the throat with with one hand and held up his katana with the other. “You’ve doomed us all. But you won’t live to-”Koumovadra smiled as Nejeta’s sword erupted through his chest. She stood behind Enma with broken, afraid, cold, and deadly eyes. Just as he’d planned.
Tears streaked down Enma’s eyes. “I’m sorry, my son… I made you into this…”
”Don’t be sorry. I’m not. I will surpass your teachings, father.” And then he saw the light fade from his father’s eyes and he slumped over, dead.
“Y-you’ll be better. You’ll treat the people g-good.” Nejeta muttered as she fell to her knees and gripped her hair with both hands.
Koumovadra patted her head. “That’s right. I will make everyone equal. For everyone is equal in death.”
Nejeta didn’t move. It was as if this malevolence that filled the air had become this kid’s. She couldn’t defy him. He was like a demon and a god. Her heart stopped beating and she fell over foaming at the mouth.
“You aren’t dead,” said a chilling voice, as dark as the infinite darkness within the chest echoed through the halls, "Nor have you gone insane."
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2018 3:27 pm
“You’re not dead because your soul was malleable enough to take in my darkness. My my, it seems you’ve become just like me. I trust you already know who I am?”
“I read your book.”
“I’ve given you my power, the power of endless evil. Which is also your power. It always was. But you must open the path to me, and return that essence. I am the God of Destruction, Destination. I was diverged from Origin, the God of Creation… a divergence that never should have happened, a divergence that breaks the loop in which he becomes a different human. But since we do not operate within such confines of normal time, such divergence is possible. ”
“From what I understand, there are two great wishes. And each cancels the other out. The first wish was and will be a wish of creation… I don’t care about that one though. Grant me my great wish! I wish for the ultimate destruction!”
A hollow cackling filled the atmosphere, “I cannot grant your wish. But I am the fulfillment of that wish. Find Origin and bring me into existence, then I will give you the power to destroy as much as you want for as long as you want.”
An insane look grew across Koumovadra’s face. As he wanted would be Everything. As long as he wanted would be Forever.
“Everything there is is yours to destroy. It always was. It is written. But this kind of power can’t simply be dropped into your world, even with Origin's help.”
“Tell me where this power is, and I will take it.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2018 5:46 pm
---Many years later---
Koumovadra sat in his planning room in the manor, looking at a large map of the solar system. It showed the orbital paths of the earth around the sun. He had several pins already placed at several points along the orbital path. Now, he placed a new pin in.
A man in servant’s clothes walked through the open doorway and looked curiously at Koumovadra’s map. “I’ve finished negotiations with the blacksmiths, My lord. They will be sending more weapons for your troops… Forgive me, but you’ve been spending time staring at that map for months. And, in the middle of a war. I must ask what the purpose is?”
Koumovadra broke from his calculation and looked over at the servant lazily, “Oh, Jeeves… When you visited the blacksmiths guild there were hunks of iron, yes.”
Jeeves looked puzzled, but said, “Of course, My Lord.”
“Just as the blacksmiths forged those useless hunks of iron into weapons, I will turn this seemingly useless bit of information into the ultimate sword. It takes a certain vision to start with a hunk of metal and make a powerful sword. But it takes vision beyond vision to transform this world. Watch me Jeeves.” He held out his hand to the awe-struck Jeeves. The light seemed to filter through the window just so that it could land in Koumovadra’s elegant hair.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2018 9:09 pm
---Several Years Later. Again.---
Koumovadra sat in the center of a stone circle.
Several men approached him slowly from all sides, men wearing black robes. The one approaching Koumovadra from the front spoke, “Heh. Aren’t you out late away from your manor, rich boy?”
Koumovadra yawned “Hmm, I left that place. It was no longer necessary to my plans. Just a relic of a lifestyle my father tried to oppose upon me. But me, I prefer freedom,”
The man in the black robe laughed at him, “Very funny. But you should have stayed at home. Now I’m going to sacrifice you to Jashin-sama.” The man’s eyes suddenly widened and he stared at Koumovadra as if he were looking at a true god of evil. He had worshipped and believed in Jashin in some abstract sense, but never really felt the reality of. Jashin always worked in mysterious ways. But this monster was staring him right in the face. He shivered and smiled.
Koumovadra stood up and walked towards the man. None of the other cultists dared to move. Koumovadra drew his knife and held it in front of him. “Tell me more about this Jashin you serve,”
“He… He is a God who demands absolute destruction.” The man muttered.
“I believe I have a connection with him, then.” Koumovadra didn’t believe that their version of Jashin exactly existed. But there was such a deity as this man had described. He was sure they were connected somehow. Likely, the idea of Jashin had original came from Koumovadra’s Diety. “But I only know so much. Your group will teach me the ways of Jashin… and as you…” Koumovadra raised his knife. The man’s eyes widened. Koumovadra plunged it… into the man’s shoulder. “Just kidding!” Koumovadra said, putting an arm around the man’s shoulder. “We’re going to be best buds!”
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