Post by Draxus on Aug 20, 2007 22:36:35 GMT
He stood across from him, The King of Midian, a hulking mechanical being, infused with decaying flesh and ancient magic... Yet this was not truly he, for The King of Midian was formless lest he choose a body. Draxus had seen some of his choices, and all were strange and disgusting.
"So Lord Draxus, the preparations are complete, I trust Vayne has been of use?"
A being steps forward slightly, long red hair swaying about a pale serene face... And yet those green eyes reveal only hunger. Vayne, a sorceror, and a human, clad in robes that held a life of their own. The only human Draxus had any flicker of respect for.
"Yes... I would suppose he has been... Of use."
The King grinned, a scraping sound as metal fangs raked each other, to the point that a few sparks flew.
"And to finish this sequence... The first part of the deal is done."
Vayne steps forward and hands Draxus a silver ring, an ebony looking stone set into it, reflecting nothing. Draxus sighs as he clasps it - a step closer to his true nature and desire. The ring disappears from his hand, the link opening to wherever these artifacts were kept and hidden.
"So... Next... What was it... You've got Limbo... You're getting Earth... I've given you the means to open a True Portal into Heaven... What more can I do for you? You have your army... Enlighten me on this next stage you speak of."
The King motions with an over-long arm, edged in blades and dripping blood... He points to Vayne, who smiles as if in a dream.
"Our friend is in need of the next stage of his own powers, and to fulfill his destiny... He needs to consume another God amount - either a lesser God, or a force of equal power... He is needed to act as a barrier when I step foot outside this realm, when I take claim of all. Find him this power, Draxus, and we shall give you 'his' wings..."
Vayne's body flares as he disappears into the magic stratum, and the King's cyborg body collapses, breaking apart as blood sprays from the shards of metal. The energy of the Midian King gone back to the Castles of Maculo - central to Midian.
"So Lord Draxus, the preparations are complete, I trust Vayne has been of use?"
A being steps forward slightly, long red hair swaying about a pale serene face... And yet those green eyes reveal only hunger. Vayne, a sorceror, and a human, clad in robes that held a life of their own. The only human Draxus had any flicker of respect for.
"Yes... I would suppose he has been... Of use."
The King grinned, a scraping sound as metal fangs raked each other, to the point that a few sparks flew.
"And to finish this sequence... The first part of the deal is done."
Vayne steps forward and hands Draxus a silver ring, an ebony looking stone set into it, reflecting nothing. Draxus sighs as he clasps it - a step closer to his true nature and desire. The ring disappears from his hand, the link opening to wherever these artifacts were kept and hidden.
"So... Next... What was it... You've got Limbo... You're getting Earth... I've given you the means to open a True Portal into Heaven... What more can I do for you? You have your army... Enlighten me on this next stage you speak of."
The King motions with an over-long arm, edged in blades and dripping blood... He points to Vayne, who smiles as if in a dream.
"Our friend is in need of the next stage of his own powers, and to fulfill his destiny... He needs to consume another God amount - either a lesser God, or a force of equal power... He is needed to act as a barrier when I step foot outside this realm, when I take claim of all. Find him this power, Draxus, and we shall give you 'his' wings..."
Vayne's body flares as he disappears into the magic stratum, and the King's cyborg body collapses, breaking apart as blood sprays from the shards of metal. The energy of the Midian King gone back to the Castles of Maculo - central to Midian.