05/05/2021  Twisting of Realms(ROC Group Roleplay) The past few months in Eloras life had been a whirlwind of events in which had her mind more than fucked up. She had been moody and irritable. After losing Rhuin she had destroyed her labs in a complete and utter rage thankfully her new husband Nurgle had them repaired for her even if only for his own use at the moment. After months of refusing to do anything other than be angry she was standing inside her new lab. Her fingers trailed over all her new things... rows and rows of vials; all new specimens even a room in the back of a few saved human experiments that lived through her tornado of destruction. “ It’s good to be back..” she whispered.. it was time for her to do what she did best...create.    Elora was so excited to be back in her lab that she just started grabbing different tubes and goddess knows she hadn’t even cared enough to look at what she was mixing. Hours had past her lab was filled differently colored smoke the vials in front of her contained several brightly colored liquids...gases and even some unknown substances. Reaching over grabbing all of them she stood to her feet and carried them over to a larger glass bowl and simultaneously dumped every single one in at the same time... the very instant the liquid and the gases mixed a very thick very bright green substance began to form. This was going to reanimate her creatures just as soon as it had time to sit and mix for a awhile. Elora smiled down at her first experiment in months..    The plague goddess then exited the labs needing to get off her feet, being pregnant Nurgle would kick her ass for even stepping foot around the stuff she kept in there. But as the lights turned off and the door closed.. the green substance she’d just carelessly thrown together began to bubble and foam .. creating a very thick fog. It began to fill the lab and soon it was seeping under the door and through all the openings flowing into the palace... until it had completely filled the entire palace of Plagues. Elora and Nurgle even Kora had all been sleeping breathing in the fog. But it didn’t stop within the Plague palace. It soon began to fill the lands until the entire plague realm was nothing but green fog continuing on until it reached the Blood realm doing the very same covering the lands in dense green fog .. within hours Elora’s fog had completely taken over all the realms within Chaos.  Sid moved through her mates library with a vicious grin on her lips looking through the books and pulling them off the shelves. What was she looking for you may ask, Sid was tired of the peace and civility of the realms around her; she craved turmoil and figured the only way to get it was to cause it herself. As she found a spell that would wreck havoc around her she was oblivious to the fog that was leaking into her realm, twisting and screwing up all her creations before making its way into the castle. Vine had sealed himself in his tower as he continued to work on the ring they had swiped and Sid had already indulged herself in her latest creatures and was still feeling the need to misbehave. It was a feeling that had been riding her strong ever since she hit her last birthday, she had been alive for so long and while the ones around her had multiple broods of children she remained without a child of her own.  So instead of being a "normal" and simply talking to her mate about her dilemma Sid had decided to go to Elora of the Plaugelands and do a bit of meddling herself. Elora had come through on her part of everything and that was coming along nicely but it now came down to Sid planting in her bloodline as well as part of Vines as his blood flowed in her veins from her constant taking of his blood. Opening a book she probably had no business touching she began to read, Vine had spent countless hours nurturing and helping her grow her darker magical abilities but little did he realize it was going to backfire. As the fog twisted its way through the castle and into the library Sid began to read, her voice sparking magic around her causing the air to crackle as her magic came in contact with the fog a shockwave rocketed through the realm and following the fog and mixing. The combination of Elora's creation and Sids magic threw all the realms into actual chaos, everything shifted dramatically and the realms would never be the same again. So now that you read all that your probably wondering. What the hell is going on?! Well let us tell you! This is a group roleplay that anyone and everyone within ROC is welcome to participate in! If you didn't catch on from the posts above don't feel bad we kept things vague for a while now. This idea came from our very own King James Matthews! In his words  "This group story is revolving around the idea of a mirrored universe. Everything would be just about the same but....different. Heroes would be villains, and villains would be saviors. Honorable characters would be dark and shady while untrustworthy member's would be  honorable and trusting. Everyone would be the same but get to play themselves differently." This means you can take your character and play them completely opposite!  Now there are some basic rules to follow with this group story.  1. Your first intro post into this new world has no limit on length. Do whatever you need in order to establish the differences between how your character normally to how they are affected by the mix of Sid's magic and Elora's fog. 2. After your first establishing post, once most members have posted you can post again but please try and keep it to 2 paragraphs, 3 max.  3. You don't have to respond to everyone in your posts, we know its is going to take some time for everyone to get the hang of this but this is meant to be fun.  4. Once the story has started it will run May 9th to May 30th. The story will not only be here in the blog but also in status's! Even after the story is over you are more than welcome to continue on with your characters changes until another condition is met.  5. A "Savior" has been chosen to fix everything that has went wrong but the identity will remain hidden until the end date of the story. You are more than welcome to try and have your character try and sort things out as time passes and things start to feel a lot more off to them but the savior won't be announced until the end. 05: PM 2 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

02/12/2021  ROC Writing Contest Entries By: Bathazar ROC Writing Contest Entry : The Burning Tide War is one of the few truly constant things about the chaotic world in which mortal and immortal beings are bound. As long as there was a division in thought any form of freedom or freewill there would always be the seeds of war. Balthazar had been born and raised upon the verdant shores of Cadia yet before he was even a full-grown man his home and Kingdom had been striped from him by his own uncle Sophirius Bloodmyre who led a campaign to assassinate and replace his father Mortigan. While most saw Balthazar as reckless and savage he was capable of great cunning, so he had taken time in preparing his revenge. Having reached out to find allies he had secured pour pivotal alliances from his homeland he had secured the fealty of the Prince of House Ulvari as well as General Thadius Arturus. From the distant shores of the Lands of Death he had forged accord with Lord Seregon to lend his ships and from the Plaguelands he had secured the aid of Lady Elora. Balthazar stood aboard the prowl of his new flagship while forged by Tivarian hands and built without sail or mast the craft was powered by some form of dark magic ‘engine’ that absorbed the flows of magic to power it. Balthazar cared not how the ship worked if it delivered him to his enemies his own chosen warriors milled about on the ship sharpening their weapons as the Tivarian crew tended to their own duties. The ships sat at anchor just beyond Cadian shores his uncle in his folly having disbanded much of the fleet was blind to the creeping death pushing forth. Just then a messenger ran to him the boy no older than thirteen winters had a small handaxe strapped to his belt as he handed him a scroll sealed with a wolfshead seal. Snapping the clasp, he read over the fateful words and nodded as he turned to the boy. “Send out the call raise the banners the time is now.” He turned placing the paper to flame as his own soul burned for the sins, he had cast having had his Ulvarii allies not only lead a number of strikes to assassinate his Uncles most trusted generals and sow disarray he had ordered them to unleash the pathogen given to him by Lady Elora. Even now his homeland was being wracked by a virulent plague those who had sworn to him had of course been protected by serum. As the call to arms was signaled to the rest of the fleet as they began to push forward through the dark churning tide as one of the Tivarian approached in dark robes as hos pale snake like features twisted yet he did not speak simply held out a glowing pale blue crystal orb that as Balthazar laid his hand upon his mind burned with white hot fire as his image was cast into the night sky so he could address the fleet, “led by the craven torn apart by the greedy, weakened and exposed. Forever on the defensive but no longer for we unite, together we shall face the darkness that dares confront us. Follow me and we shall banish this dark taint upon our homeland. I swear this as your High King, For Cadia!" At his words resounded to the sound of cheers the banner of Cadia and the Black Lion were hoisted above the ships as they prepared to shed the blood of their own kinsman even now, he knew that his allies were striking at other critical sites drawing his uncles’ attention from the shore. As they approached, he stood upon the prowl of the ship his one foot upon the prowl his twin axes in his hands as he heard the ringing of the bells in the distance as the capital city as they were sighted. There was an explosion of the right of their prowl as a cannon blast stuck the waters to the right of the ship as dark water was sprayed forth.   “Hold the line and press forward, to victory or death.” He cried as he raised his axe pointed to the store yet more blasts erupted as the sergeant beside him struck his axe to an ancient beat the rest of the men took up the beat striking their weapons as a chant echoed in the night sky as the warriors prepared to meet their fate their faces painted in warpaint and their weapons ever drawn. One of the warriors took up a cry of his own, “For Cadia..For the Black Lion to glory unto death.” The cry echoed and was mingled into the war chant bringing a wry smile to as more blasts were joined by smaller fire as the ship to his left burst into flame the sounds of men screaming filling the air yet still the ship surged on. To his right Balthazar noticed the ship commanded by his twin Arakyne bedecked in crimson and gold armor his great sword drawn as his brother prayed. Two more ships went down a third still burning slammed into the shore. Balthazar’s own ship struck the pier moments steel hull tearing through wooden pier as he leapt from the prowl howling as he fell upon one of the defenders his axe splitting helm and skull in a spray of savage gore. Suddenly all around him was the chaos of battle the sounds of battle as they fought upon the beach and the piers as they made their way towards the outer gate of the city. The defenders fought valiantly despite their reduced number thanks to a plague that had stricken many of them and even those fighting was not at their best. While there was a time, he would have felt shame for such tactics now was not the time for it as he struck down one by one those that followed his uncle. Bodies fell around him as the savage warrior joined by his bloodstained warriors hacked through those that opposed them. Soon the enemy commander sounded the retreat as the Black Lion’s men hewed through those who turned to flee without mercy. As they drew back to the towering walls of the Commander called for the gates to be closed only to have silence answer him unknown to them the Ulvari assassins had taken out the gate mechanism jamming it open.  Balthazar fought along side his brothers as they pushed forward enemy fire hammering into them as his brothers fell only to have more rise several of the defenders tried to surrender only to be cut down for the heresy of taking up arms against their true born King. Surging through the gates the narrow winding streets of the city were piled with the dead already as the reek of death and funeral pyres filled the air. As the enemy fled Balthazar knelt for a moment reaching into one of the extinguished pyres reaching past a half-burned doll, he took a handful of the ashes and rubbed it to his face as he swore to ensure their sacrifice would be worth the cost. His men followed suit anointing themselves in the ashes of the fallen. Balthazar had hoped his uncle would have had the honor to face him yet he knew the man knew not what honor was as he rallied his men to push on through the city towards the Palace. As they pushed on word reached him that Lord Thadius and his Bull centaurs had shattered through the northern lines and even now breached into the city as those who chose to continue to fight for Sophirius were drawing back to form a final line of defense. As they passed through the outer gates Balthazar had to admit the Ulvari Prince had kept his word in ensuring he would have free passage and this debt would be repaid. His body aching and his body and armor covered in ash and blood the battle worn Prince pushed on his faith resolute as he led his men as a true King from the front lines he hacked down the unbelievers as they fought through the narrow and winding streets pushing onwards and upwards. As they reached the gates of the palace, they were joined by Lord Thadius and his Bull centaurs, as the final line of Cadian defenders took up their lines bolstered by his Uncles own guard in their resplendent golden armor and crimson cloaks. Balthazar raised his hand halting the charge as he spoke,   “Son’s of Cadia there is no need for more bloodshed stand aside and I shall grant you your lives you have fought with valor.” He watched as doubt and fear washed over the guards the sergeant from the lower gates tossed his blade to the ground and was about to speak when one of the Royal Guard drew his blade ramming it through the man’s back. Just then things turned to chaos itself as Royal Guards and Guardsmen fell upon one another as Balthazar and his men joined the fray. Balthazar grabbed one of the guards by his shoulder pulling the young boy to one side as a huge, towering Royal guard tried to cleave his head only to be met by Balthazar’s axe. His foe spat at his feet as he tried to stab at him with a dagger he had concealed at his wrist. Balthazar caught the man’s hand and slammed his head into the armored head dazing the guard long enough to draw his axe down on him. Balthazar heard a cry as one of the Royal Guards pulled a strange looking hand crossbow firing the bolt at Balthazar’s back only to have the young guard, he had just saved throw himself in the way the bolt sinking into his chest as the attacker was cut down by Thadius.  Balthazar entered the Palace were his uncle sat upon his throne alone, his blood still hot he watched as his uncle drank from a gold goblet before rising holding his father’s Longsword. “Black Lion comes home..” There were no words as Balthazar snarled in fury charging at his uncle his men holding fast as per their orders. They traded blows as the older male used his many years of experience to fend of the savage fury of the Prince. Yet it was in his arrogance that he would fall as struck at Balthazar’s arm the Prince feinted pretending to drop the weapon only to catch it by the chain and in a flurry of rage cut through his uncle’s wrist at the same moment, he kicked him in the abdomen sending the man to his knees. His uncle looked up in disbelief as Balthazar’s axe cleaved his head from his shoulders and his bloodied crown rolled along the floor. Balthazar exhausted sank back half falling as he sat upon his father’s throne as cheers echoed through the hall as one of the men picked up the crown and the call echoed out,   “All hail King Balthazar, Long may he rule..” By: Anubis ROC Writing Contest Entry : A Dark Bargain  The screams of the dead filled the underworld as Anubis stood judging the souls of the recently departed. The Jackal-headed God had been kept busy lately by the massive influx of souls. So much so that he had no time to react to the many changes going on in the other realms. He felt out of place, left behind, discarded. The more things changed, the more twisted he felt inside. Day by day the feelings festered and smoldered within him, until he could stand it no longer, Leaving his post and rushing to his palace Library.  Storming into his personal library, the old God waved his left hand as a massive bookcase split in half, both sides opening, revealing a hidden row of scrolls. Grabbing them, the deity checked each one, tossing away ones that he did not need. Finally he found it, ancient parchment stamped in blood and gold. Opening it, Anubis stared at the drawings. Upon the scroll were images of a Golden box, followed by pictures of beings in black dragging souls into a Labyrinth towards a bound being. Keeping silent, the old God soon gripped the scroll shut as he turned towards a glass case nearby. Within the case was a small cube, the object made of Gold and Black wood. Otherworldly markings etched upon each side. Opening the case, Anubis grasped the box and made his way out of the hidden study. Leaving his Library the old God tapped his staff upon the ground as he spoke to his guardians, his warriors who would forever be loyal. His Godly voice reaching their ears no matter where they were. “My warriors...Know that your God is going to be indisposed for a time. Fear not if you cannot feel me for I will be there. No matter what happens no one is to interrupt what I am doing, Hold the line, guard the Duat and the scales. Ensure the great work continues and know that I will return.” Cutting off communication, Anubis would slam his staff into the ground as he moved to sit upon his throne. Holding the Box, the Jackal would begin to rub his clawed hands along the golden faces. A click would ring out as one of the box’s sides would move. Smirking, the God began to solve the puzzle box, turning, twisting, removing, and replacing. His realm slowly shuddering and seizing as a dark power began to ooze out of the box. Soon the top of the box would lift up and shake before slowly setting back down.  Suddenly a loud gong would ring out as the walls of his throne room would shake violently. A crack running down the wall to his right as the two sides split open. Blacklight would slowly creep into the throne room as an entrance had been opened. Then without warning, a hooked chain erupted out of the new entrance. Without hesitation, Anubis caught the chain with his right hand. Clasping it as he chuckled darkly.  “Come now...This may work on mortals, but you are in the presence of a God...Come now fallen servants. Reveal yourselves and cease with the theatrics...Reveal yourself so says Anubis...God of the Dead.” Releasing the chain, Anubis stood as it retreated, and in its place, a single being emerged from the wall. It was female and human...Or at least used to be. Her skin was white, almost bleached, her body clothed in a black leather outfit, yet it was attached to her body by staples and stitches.  Her head was bald, and her eyes while blue were devoid of any emotion. Yet the worst part was her throat, surgically opened to reveal her vocal cords and trachea, with Iron bars keeping the flesh opened as two pronged ends pierced her cheeks. The newcomer approached the God with no fear, speaking to him in a raspy whisper. “A God who has become overshadowed by others left abandoned and made a laughing stock. Why should I listen to you when I could simply tear the flesh from your bones?” “Because, you will find that my power is beyond yours, with a mere flick of my wrist I could tear you asunder and devour your soul and send it to a worse hell fallen one. Now enough with the grandstanding. I know your God was forced into dormancy, it was why I was able to find this..” Keeping silent, the female stared at Anubis for what seemed like an eternity, before her body posture relaxed. “So then what is it you want?” “It's not about what I want...It's about what I can do….Bring me to him.” “Why would I bring you to my god? So you could destroy him and all of us while he is sealed?” “No...So that we both could rise above everything…..” “......” Pondering his words, The female seemed to weigh her choices for a time. Before turning and moving back to the opening.  “Come...It is not like we have any choices left.”  Grabbing his staff, the Jackal-headed god moved to follow the woman, entering the portal. Emerging into a new realm, the old one adjusted his eyes as he saw a massive stone Labyrinth, seemingly never-ending. In the center of the realm was a gigantic floating white gold diamond,  whose sides shared the same markings as the box Anbubis used to get here. The giant construct was rotating clockwise, each side emitting gigantic rays of black light. Slowly Anubis took to the sky, floating towards the massive construct. As he approached, a massive pillar of black light engulfed him.  Anubis shuddered as he was forced to reply all the worst moments of his life, every sin, every painful memory. Most beings would have buckled before such an assault. Yet the God stood steadfast, for this pain paled in comparison to his situation he was currently in. Moving through the light, the God Spoke to the construct. “Enough, you know why I am here, You know what I propose, Open and let us end this farce, and bring about what we both desire.” At first, nothing happened, but then one of the sides slowly opened, a walkway appearing. Lowering himself upon it, Anubis entered the massive diamond heading inside. For what seemed like Eons, nothing happened. But then a massive pillar of black light erupted from all sides of the diamond as a massive wave of power would reverberate not just from this realm, but through all realms. What was forgotten would be remembered, what was tossed aside would return, and what was scorned, would rise above everything.  By: Fenrisúlfr Vanagandr ROC Writing Contest Entry : The Trickster's Demise *For ages upon ages the life of the Great wolf had been nothing but continued captivity only to break free at a single moment and bring forth Ragnorak which he had done so many times. Never once forgetting what had happened, never once being able to change his destiny, The old wolf merely found himself wondering if it would ever change. From the very beginning one thing had always been the tipping point, his bastard father Loki. The mischievous trickster killing Baldur with a piece of mistletoe was just part of the great wolf's demise, and every time it happened another piece of Fenrir's heart blackened to it's core making revenge the sweetest of desires. Hatred had become the fuel for the Great wolf, a hunger to rip the very soul from his father's being and watch him die realizing he had been betrayed, it was truly a glorious endeavor. The time had finally come and the reign of the Wolf king was on the horizon as Fenrir sensed destiny falling into place, his time was now. Screams and agony resonated throughout Asgard as the Old Wolf and his sons, Hati and Skoll slaughtered there way through the gods killing everyone that got in their way. Heindall, Odin, and Thor fell to the massive jaws of the great beast as so many others fell to the claws of his sons, a massacre of pure carnage and chaos, a specialty of the Vanagandr clan. In all of the confusion and mayhem one had escaped, the cause for all of this and the one he knew to be his greatest tormentor, Loki. Typical of the trickster god, he would never find himself in a situation that he would ever have to lift a fingers or stand up for something he believed in other than himself, no the Loki did what he always did and made himself disappear from his demise. But as life goes on all good things tend to come to an end. It took a long time for Fenrir to find his prey, leaping through space and time hunting after the great illusionist. even his sister Hel sought to bring an end to Loki's life but found herself called away once again, oh how the souls of the underworld needed their torturing. Then came one cold cloudless night, perfect for a chilled stroll through the countryside, Loki had let down his guard and it was about to be his undoing. A wolf's howl rocked through the valley echoing like an eerie death chant for the great Lokl. Golden eyes glowed in the darkness of his home as Fenrir stepped from the shadows his two sons walking next to him in their beautiful wolf forms. They were Fenrir's balance next to his beautiful daughter that was not ready for such a thing although she deserved to be there, she was not ready for what was to come.* "Hello father... It's been a very long time." *Fen's voice held a devious undertone of power and rage mixed with a collected and calm mood.* "How? What? I had nothing to do with what they have done to you, it was never my fault." *Loki's voice was a bit shaky as he knew his time had come. His eyes darted to the twin wolves growling at him and barring their fangs with deep set hunger.* "You could have saved me. But no! you chose your own path, your own glory father. But that is all gone and changed now, Asgard is under my command and I am ushering in a new era. Sadly you will not be around to see it." *As his words dripped from his lips the twin wolves leaped through the air catching the trickster and knocking him to the floor. Screams fell from the old god's mouth as their fangs ripped through his flesh tearing him down to the bone. His agony lasted for days as they fed upon their grandfather letting him heal a bit only to feast upon his flesh once again and finally all that remained was a picked clean skeleton of what used to be the Great Trickster.* By: Rath Corvinus ROC Writing Contest Entry :Death of an Arch Angel  The Old God sat there Fiddling with the glass veil that held the Angelic blood. That was Giving to him a while back suddenly was looking Good at this point. Angel blood was a Essences he has not tasted before and the god Knew that if he even got One taste of this Divine blood he was going to want more, or worse he would get the taste of the power Angels held which was very tempting to the god. The idea made him smirk to himself. but it made the demon within him Stir uncomfortably"Don't you fucking dare,La Magra." hissed the Demon. Hearing the demon within his head made the god Growl."Silence you! or i will bury you so far deep into the darkest pits of my mind!"Snarled the god as he stood up from the chair,turning his head to look over at his sleeping mate,who had been Resting A lot Due to the pregnancy taking a lot out of her,which he felt. Moving to the window Now,Rath stood there still Holding on to the glass veil in his hand,looking down at it only to Rise it up,Holding it in front him between two of his fingers. the Temptation to drink it lingered and weighed heavily on his mind but the god Knew better than to drink his only Supply of Angel blood. That is why he sent His progeny to Find the Chosen one that was Chosen By...God himself.  One that would be Forced to contact and Summon an Arch angel. The very thought of Getting his hands on a Celestial being made him Grin coldly.even tho the god hated anything that had to do with holy but in this case he would make do. After a moment of standing there the god made the Veil vanish back to its safe place and out of the sights of others. closing his eyes to listen to the steady breathing of his mate who was just kitty corner from where he was standing at but than his eyes slowly Opened to the scent of blood in the Air,that caused his senses to Flare and caused his black and red eyes turn Darker."Where is the chosen? if any harm was brought to him before i had the chance to get what i want out of him i will Kill you."says the god in a cold manner. "No harm was brought to him but...he was Deathly injured when we Found him. he's downstairs. he don't have much time left." Hearing those words Coming from the male's mouth made Rath turn around and Quickly push the male up against the wall,with his hand wrapped around his throat,nails digging deep into the flesh behind his Jugular."For your sake that better be a true statement, now you stay here and keep and eye on her,stay put until i Return." with those words the god vanished from where he was standing only to Reappear in Front of the Chosen. blood Filled his senses once more which provoked the god's growing sudden hunger. "so your the chosen...Such a pity you won't last much longer so lets get to the point and keep the small talk short."Without a warning Rath moved Swiftly,where he had the Prophet up against the stone Cell wall,with his hand wrapped around his throat while his other was digging his nails into the wound that continued to bleed out,pushing his razor sharp claws into the wound to inflect pain. The sudden screams filled the cells and was music to the god's ears."Now Summon an Angel here! or do i need to do it myself by speeding up your Death?. Do it! i won't ask  again" Growled the god as he pushed his fingers further into the wound that was on the chosen side to inflect more pain while prolonging his death by slowing down the bleeding. Moments had passed still No Sign of an Arch angel, growing angry the god Squeezed harder on the mortals throat and just as he was about to Yank forward, a bright Light came out of no where and the god let out a sharp yell in pain from a sudden stab in the back of his shoulder, turning his head to see the edge of a glowing blue blade. Seeing that Caused the god to Swiftly lean forward, biting  the chosen face off, since he didn't need him anymore. Releasing him as he Forced himself to turn around,which pulled the blade out f his shoulder glaring at the holy being with hate Filled eyes,piercing theirs like poisoned Daggers. "what in the fuck are you waiting for! Kill this filth! Tear him apart or i will!" Snarled The demon just seconds before Wrath decided to take the driver seat,now blackened eyes starring into the Angel,seeing that smirk he had pissed the Demon off and before any other movement was made by the Wrath, Micheal Rose his hand up and with one flick of his wrist he sent The Demon out a near by window,Causing him to land on his back. Snarling the demon stood up only to be Stabbed again,Pressing its knee on the Demon's chest."Your mother would be disappointed in you..La Magra" the Moment he heard the Angel mention his mother, his eye twitched and soon Rath's power Flared up around him."How fucking dare you mention my mother!"  growled the god while he was  reached up, grabbing the angels shoulders using them to Anchor his weight,giving one swift move he headbutted Micheal directly into the Face,breaking his nose, causing blood to go spray everywhere, including the god. seeing the blood Rath decided to call it to his hand to form a Sharp dagger where he would stab the Angel directly into the gut before he kicked him off him,but not long before he leaned up and bite down hard onto his neck getting a mouth Full of the divine blood. which Caused Rath's body to burn and radiate with power. Once Rath felt the power the Angels had coursing through their veins he stood up his Red wings sprouting from his back just seconds before he grabbed his spartan blade off his black,taking it in hand,when he did the blade glowed a dark Crimson color. Seconds before he swung it at the Angel,only to lock blades.Blackened eyes. starring into a pair of blue ones."I am going to Rip those wings off you,Kill you and than eat your Heart.. after draining some of that blood of yours."was all the god said before the fight Continued The Fight between Rath and Micheal lasted a few hours and had ended Finally with Rath stepping on the Angels chest only to bend down, Dropping his blade on the side of them, gripping both of his wings where he would give a hard yank tearing the angels wings off hearing the screams made the god smirk down at him before he glared at him with a cold Deathly stare grabbing his spartan blade once more"you kill me La Magra another will just come and kill you" Hearing those words made the god smirk more as he leaned down,pressing the tip of the blade against his chest,leaning further towards his ear"Good i am counting on it."with those words rath Pushed his blade into the Angels chest giving one hard yank he cut the chest open where he would Shove his hand into it,gripping its heart where he would give a hard twist,and pull forward tearing the angel's heart out. Now standing up the god,walking away from the corpse,Holding the heart in one hand and his blade in the other while  feeling the power of the angel blood wearing off Slowly.. By: Dark King Dante  ROC Writing Contest Entry : A Little Rain Disclaimer; This is a "what if" scenario for the ROC writing contest. Not to be interpreted as canonical story.  They always say there is a "calm before the storm". Those words would never ring more true than on this dark and rainy night along the Blood realm. The heart and soul of Chaos realms. Course, it was a normal and quiet night. Nothing out of place, nothing thrown off to alert. The Queen and her King departed to their chambers for the night. Most of their children off realm so the kingdom lay nice and quiet. A perfect and lazy rainy night to stay in and enjoy one another. All controlled portal gates were well guarded and alert even through the seemingly never ending rain. It was bliss hearing the heavy fall along the windows, smacking the hard stone walls and pouring along the high towers of the castle. Standing to the north gate, the gate most reserved for royal family and allies. A flux of energy brewed up as small streaks of lightning smacked across before the portal began to open. Instantly alerting the on duty officers. "The Queen wasnt expecting anyone tonight?..." -One of the guards said to his superior as they looked back with still none stepping through; "could be one of the children...wait..." -Suddenly a magic sigil source sent through the gate responding back gave the command; "Its from the Dark realm sir..." -as the other nodded; "its King Dante...at ease people..lower the barriers" -As the magical defense grid lowered along the portal. There was silence. Dead silence. Nothing stepped through. As the onlooking guards in front of the portal waited and waited. Only to suddenly in a flash be engulfed in darkness.  They came in droves, it looked like thousands of them, not soldiers, not demons, it was bats. A huge cluster of bats flew through the gate a wild speeds and ensnared all the guards in seconds. Their screams were inaudible due to so many bats as their bodies were sliced into pieces and left in puddles along the concrete walls. Finally all the bats began to form together taking on a body that soon shifted to a mysterious figure donned in a full red suit. The rain poured off his long red hat as he kept his hands in his pockets. Heading over to the controls of the portal. He raised up a mysterious object and placed it into the portal like some kind of hijack device. The stone gate itself began to crumble into pieces. Before the portal grew larger in size and then busted open into a rift like state. The mysterious man smiled with vicious like teeth before turning to gaze at more reinforcements. A quick response team, but still everything was happening too quickly before the team could even attack back at this monster. They all seemingly stood in terror and shock; "I...cant...move..." -One said to the other, as just then from the portal another figure walked through. Then followed by several more shadowed characters. A man with wicked blue hair covered half his face as his raised his hand up seemingly controlling the response team, They all turned around facing each other and raised their weapons only to begin impaling each other instantly. Each figure all nodded and headed in different directions before finally. Two more figures walked through the portal.  "Legato close the influx..." -The mysterious blue haired man walked to the controls and pressed another switch on the hack device and then the entire system went berserk before finally closing the portal behind. As his boots walked along the blood covered stone path he raised up gazing at the highest point of the castle. His ocean blue hues pierce the night air. Dante took a deep breath; "You have five minutes team...I suggest you make the most....Legato...Kasmina....head south and begin working on closing the realm down....Farooq ....Alcucard....Grave....make a mess of things...start on from the west crossing..its the least guarded point..." -Dante and his crew vanished within seconds and soon doom fell upon the blood realm. Maya awoke instantly to a feeling of dread. For a quick as she rose already her servants were hurried in to alarm. A instant response to the allies was sent yet strangely she found herself to be struggling. As if something or someone was blocking signals outside of the castle.  Course, Dante's infamous Umbra Witch, Kasmina had completely channeled with the help of supernatural telepath Legato an entire barrier piece by piece around the castle walls of restricting such. The two made quick work along the outside walls. As Kasmina fired her trademark guns with perfect precession to the sheep that legato seemingly brought right to her. A trail of bullets of blood that soon washed along the walls and down. As they reached the main control point that powered the gates. Kasmina began going right to work on enchantments. As Legato held in the shadows easily; "Im honestly surprised their isnt any kind of booby traps laying about...just tons of fodder...making it almost too easy..." -Kasmina laughed; "most of the traps were disabled already...Dante was the one who helped install them...." -Legato chuckled; "and just how far is he willing to go....to murder his own wife...he may more cold than any of us" -Kasmina pondered such a thought but only for a moment; "I think that Dante died a long time ago..."  -With the distress signals falling on deaf ears, and the portals all shut down. The quick response teams were stumbling to gather. As a huge barracks of the Queens Guard met in the main foyer; "theres been a strike at the northern gate...and it appears that most defense systems along the outer walls have failed. I went three teams to head..." -The giant doors of the castle began to knock over and over again as hundreds of guards stared in sudden shock; "....I...think they are already upon us.." -Something was pounding on the door louder and louder. It began to form, sounding like some kind of cannon was blasting the door. Then it stopped. "EVERYONE READY!" -The doors exploded open as as debris kicked up, followed as they all stood ready to strike to defend only to be so unprepared for the three monsters that walked slowly into the room. Three boogiemen that Dante scoured the multiverse and recruited into his secret army. Three seemingly unbreakable creatures. As the red suit man, appeared first. Alucard, he gazed back at all the forces with two massive pistols in both hands and smiled; "The Guns of Chaos send their regards..." -A hesitance followed; "hit em Farooq..." -A massive seried of thuds followed as grenades flung out from a launcher then exploded into a mix of holy fire and acidic dark matter that near vaporized a chunk of them all. Farooq soon appeared, towering Alucard, as he was an 8 foot tall giant armed with a grenade launcher unlike anything seen. A massive cylinder along it that rotated changing rounds and mixing new ones as he fired it with one hand while his other hand held an axe. His gray colored body stuck out with purple like veins that stretched across his frame. The mammoth monster fired more rounds destroying the place as Alucard did clean up vanishing into a red mist and appearing to turn more of them into the swiss cheese with machine gun like fire.  "we have to retreat...these people...what are they!" -One man shouted as then suddenly they stood behind like angels. Donned in magical armors and armed with powerful weapons. That made even Alucard raise his brow behind those wicked gold sunglasses he wore. The Queens Royal Guards, combined their energy into a massive like attack. As Farooq and Alucard moved out the way the last remaining Gun walked through the smoke and death. The invincible dead man. Armed with two signature monster handguns of his own and a nasty coffin chained to his arms that he carried behind him. Grave, gazed at the Royal attack and planted his feet as his coffin split in half mounted around him his massive red and black guns entered the rail system and soon charged up matching their attack; "our guy's beam is bigger than yoursss...." -Alucard spit off as Farooq gazed down shaking his head as both forces released their attack in a massive shockwave that shook the entire grounds. The explosion leveled the main hall as it crumbled somewhat. Yet Farooq, Grave, and Alucard all stood as the blast completely crippled the Guards laying in the floor struggling. Alucard gaze over them; "all this work is making me hungry..." -Grave and Farooq turned away heading back out;  As the King and Queen both felt the shockwave, still trying to reach outside. James began to prepare; "...we do not even know what is against us...you..please wait..I can reach them...just wait..." -James grabbed Maya; "We are sitting ducks up here..." -It was then footsteps were heard as they both gazed to one another. James stepped out to gaze along the chamber halls and there he stood. Covered in blood somewhat as it dripped down his  body soaked along his silver hair. Yet those blue eyes were always a dead ringer. James sighed; "Dante...damn...if you are here...this must be bad..." -Dante smiled; "wheres Maya..." -James nodded; "shes safe...what the hell is going on...we cant reach anyone from the outside realms..." -Dante began to walk as James walked back into the chamber. "its Dante..." -Maya instantly froze; "what...thats impossible...I can always sense..." -Just like the heavy rain sounding along the windows, brass fell to the ground quicker than hearbeats as Dante fired round after round from the Silver Ivory. The bullets dead into James back at first seemed unbothered but quickly became apparent. As each round was engraved with markings trapping him and soon leaving him stuck to the floor in blood. Maya screamed, as Dante walked raising the gun higher to the back of the head like a cold blooded executioner. The smoke rolled off as the last round fell to the ground as fast as the tears that ran down her cheeks.  She instantly ran and with all her might and anger and confusion went for Dante. Yet Dante raised the Black Ebony high aimed at his own wife. It stopped her as she gazed in sheer disbelief; "you...shoot..me.." -Dante, those deadly ocean blue eyes were so cold. A bright ocean they always was now looked like a dead sea. The blood that dripped along his body was of her servants in the floor below. He had killed each one of his bare hands. Servants he knew by name and spoken to and even helped when he lived her as her Guard so many mooons ago. The silence was deafening as Dante lowered the gun and holstered them only to raise his hand; "My blood resides within you...you will serve your use..." -It was all he spoke, as his words didnt even sound like anything of him. Soon he made the blood dissipate magically clean from his body and he reached out in a blur grabbing Maya by the neck his naked arm revealed to her no markings or tattoos. The barriers on his body were gone. Her beautiful hues grew into sheer terror as she soon realized. The heavy rain finally began to stop. As Maya was up by her own head outside along the highest tower of the castle. The Lord of Terror had claimed his first of many. As the darkness replaced the rain, the mark of Diablo soon infected the land crippling it into an abyss that left a daunting mark along the Chaos realms as its Blood red lands turned black as Charcoal. 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09/01/2020  Realm Of Chaos Members List Rulers    Chaos Queen Maya Matthews - Blood Realm  http://www.fandomain.org/view_profile.php?member_id=12486   Chaos King James Matthews - Blood Realm http://www.fandomain.org/view_profile.php?member_id=14012   Queen Sidheach Argos - Sorcerers Realm  http://www.fandomain.org/view_profile.php?member_id=7186   King Vinea Argos - Sorcerers Realm  http://www.fandomain.org/view_profile.php?member_id=13801   Lady of the Plaguelord Elora Corvinus - Plaguelord Realm http://www.fandomain.org/view_profile.php?member_id=13805   Plaguelord Nurgle – Plaguelord Realm  http://www.fandomain.org/view_profile.php?member_id=15558   Dark King Dante Sparda - Dark Prince Realm  http://www.fandomain.org/view_profile.php?member_id=13807   High Emperor Rath Corvinus –Kingdom of Nordian   http://www.fandomain.org/view_profile.php?member_id=6972  Members   Thysa Bacchus - Blood Realm http://www.fandomain.org/view_profile.php?member_id=13816   Anubis God of the Dead- http://www.fandomain.org/view_profile.php?member_id=13845   Fenrir Vanagandr – ROWK  http://www.fandomain.org/view_profile.php?member_id=13991   Crown Prince of Chaos Thorne Corvinus - 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