A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
She looks at them "That really depends. Who exactly are you?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
She looks at them "That really depends. Who exactly are you?"
A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
She looks at them "That really depends. Who exactly are you?"
"Valian," He seems quite tired.
"And... Your skills and interests in jobs?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
She looks at them "That really depends. Who exactly are you?"
A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
She looks at them "That really depends. Who exactly are you?"
"Valian," He seems quite tired.
"And... Your skills and interests in jobs?"
"uhm, I was an angel for Savras.
"Ah... What kind of deity is Savras, exactly?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
She looks at them "That really depends. Who exactly are you?"
"Valian," He seems quite tired.
"And... Your skills and interests in jobs?"
"uhm, I was an angel for Savras.
"Ah... What kind of deity is Savras, exactly?"
"The one of Divination and Fate, basically she writes the fate of people, at least in my world as this doesn’t appear to be the same one, & I was an angel of putting into effect those fates she wrote."
A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
She looks at them "That really depends. Who exactly are you?"
"Valian," He seems quite tired.
"And... Your skills and interests in jobs?"
"uhm, I was an angel for Savras.
"Ah... What kind of deity is Savras, exactly?"
"The one of Divination and Fate, basically she writes the fate of people, at least in my world as this doesn’t appear to be the same one, & I was an angel of putting into effect those fates she wrote."
"I see.... What caused you to change to your current form?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
She looks at them "That really depends. Who exactly are you?"
"Valian," He seems quite tired.
"And... Your skills and interests in jobs?"
"uhm, I was an angel for Savras.
"Ah... What kind of deity is Savras, exactly?"
"The one of Divination and Fate, basically she writes the fate of people, at least in my world as this doesn’t appear to be the same one, & I was an angel of putting into effect those fates she wrote."
"I see.... What caused you to change to your current form?"
he lowers his in shame "Well some of the fate I had to put into effect that day were a little cruel, & I didn't think they deserved it, so I didn't put into effect those fates, & used the extra time to relax. that didn't go well..." he shrugs his wings.
A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
She looks at them "That really depends. Who exactly are you?"
"Valian," He seems quite tired.
"And... Your skills and interests in jobs?"
"uhm, I was an angel for Savras.
"Ah... What kind of deity is Savras, exactly?"
"The one of Divination and Fate, basically she writes the fate of people, at least in my world as this doesn’t appear to be the same one, & I was an angel of putting into effect those fates she wrote."
"I see.... What caused you to change to your current form?"
he lowers his in shame "Well some of the fate I had to put into effect that day were a little cruel, & I didn't think they deserved it, so I didn't put into effect those fates, & used the extra time to relax. that didn't go well..." he shrugs his wings.
"Ah... So you fell, and are now trying to find a job?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
She looks at them "That really depends. Who exactly are you?"
"Valian," He seems quite tired.
"And... Your skills and interests in jobs?"
"uhm, I was an angel for Savras.
"Ah... What kind of deity is Savras, exactly?"
"The one of Divination and Fate, basically she writes the fate of people, at least in my world as this doesn’t appear to be the same one, & I was an angel of putting into effect those fates she wrote."
"I see.... What caused you to change to your current form?"
he lowers his in shame "Well some of the fate I had to put into effect that day were a little cruel, & I didn't think they deserved it, so I didn't put into effect those fates, & used the extra time to relax. that didn't go well..." he shrugs his wings.
"Ah... So you fell, and are now trying to find a job?"
"yes because money is essential in the matieral plane & if I don't have that I might as well have chosen death as opposed to the pact." Now he shifts his arms *forgot to mention the fiery Infernal glyphs on his arms.*
A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
She looks at them "That really depends. Who exactly are you?"
"Valian," He seems quite tired.
"And... Your skills and interests in jobs?"
"uhm, I was an angel for Savras.
"Ah... What kind of deity is Savras, exactly?"
"The one of Divination and Fate, basically she writes the fate of people, at least in my world as this doesn’t appear to be the same one, & I was an angel of putting into effect those fates she wrote."
"I see.... What caused you to change to your current form?"
he lowers his in shame "Well some of the fate I had to put into effect that day were a little cruel, & I didn't think they deserved it, so I didn't put into effect those fates, & used the extra time to relax. that didn't go well..." he shrugs his wings.
"Ah... So you fell, and are now trying to find a job?"
"yes because money is essential in the matieral plane & if I don't have that I might as well have chosen death as opposed to the pact." Now he shifts his arms *forgot to mention the fiery Infernal glyphs on his arms.*
"... A pact?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*AHHHHHHH i got a good idea for Allison but.... its the ending of Allison*
Allison stood in the center of the iron desert. Though it might not be seen by the naked eye, around her was a circle made of crushed obsidian and salt. She narrowed her eyes as she felt the hot air of the desert wisp around.
“This is sad, even for you” a voice called out.
“Then you would know your stupidity for entering the circle” she said, glancing to her side. Ezekiel shape was beside her, Tall and sludge like.
“I suppose you could call me stupid, but you completed the spell with yourself inside the circle. You can’t leave it either.” He said with a sinister chuckle.
“I know, I did on purpose…… loose that sickly form of yours Ezekiel, it isn’t you.” She said, eyes burning with a slight hatred.
“Very well” he said and did a small bow. His body seem to grotesquely grow till it was 10 feet high. He smashed his mighty clawed hands into the earth and snarled, his millions of mouths slobbering and gnashing in eternal hunger. Large sinewy bat wings unfolded behind and gently rocked in the desert wind. He lowers his huge head as a single red eye opens from underneath his sludge like skin. He chuckled “Now what is this about Allison”.
“You will leave Krathian alone” she said and stood in front of Ezekiel unafraid “Call off your deal with him and allow him the freedom from your grasp.”
“And you expect me to just say yes? He owes me” Ezekiel snarled, blinking his huge eye.
“I will allow you my soul if you do so” she said and stared right back at the huge fiend.
Ezekiel mouths grew into wide grins “Ah, so your done being selfish and watching others suffer for you.” He hissed “Finally becoming brave”
She nodded “Finally becoming brave” she repeated.
Ezekiel grinned again as he picked her up in his massive, clawed hand. “Very well” he hissed for the last time.
Allison closed her eyes as Ezekiel grip tightened around her, crushing her in his fist. Allison didn’t weep, didn’t beg, didn’t cry. She just simply kept quiet and let Ezekiel do what he was going to do. She felt an acute lack of air in her lungs as she began cough blood. She could feel all her bones snapping as she grew closer to death.
Ezekiel chuckled and dropped her on the ground. “Finally, I have your so-“he said but stopped in midsentence “W-where is your soul! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE ALLISON VANDERGUARD.” He said and began to look panicked.
Allison chuckled and wiped the blood from her eyes. “You are screwed Ezekiel; my soul is someplace else. But because of our little deal all those years ago, you’re going back to Desmos and getting locked there forever” she said.
Ezekiel cussed something before a large black portal opened beneath him. He gripped and clawed at the earth as it sucked him in “NO NO NO NOOOOOO!” he bellowed as he was sucked into it. It closed like a hungry mouth, leaving no trace of Ezekiel behind.
The Black Rose tattoo on the back of Allison’s neck disappeared as if nothing had been there before.
Allison chuckled to herself, but she knew that her small victory was going to be short lived. She stared at the warm desert sky above her as she hummed to herself. She could feel her senses numbing as she closed her eyes and passed away there, on the orange dirt ground.
A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
She looks at them "That really depends. Who exactly are you?"
"Valian," He seems quite tired.
"And... Your skills and interests in jobs?"
"uhm, I was an angel for Savras.
"Ah... What kind of deity is Savras, exactly?"
"The one of Divination and Fate, basically she writes the fate of people, at least in my world as this doesn’t appear to be the same one, & I was an angel of putting into effect those fates she wrote."
"I see.... What caused you to change to your current form?"
he lowers his in shame "Well some of the fate I had to put into effect that day were a little cruel, & I didn't think they deserved it, so I didn't put into effect those fates, & used the extra time to relax. that didn't go well..." he shrugs his wings.
"Ah... So you fell, and are now trying to find a job?"
"yes because money is essential in the matieral plane & if I don't have that I might as well have chosen death as opposed to the pact." Now he shifts his arms *forgot to mention the fiery Infernal glyphs on his arms.*
"... A pact?"
"*sigh* when I fell I landed here, & soon after that a Devil approached me, I tried to run inside as I could no longer do much, but he beat me there, and threatened to kill me unless I made pact with a him, I wanted to live. So here I am soulless and mortal."
*AHHHHHHH i got a good idea for Allison but.... its the ending of Allison*
Allison stood in the center of the iron desert. Though it might not be seen by the naked eye, around her was a circle made of crushed obsidian and salt. She narrowed her eyes as she felt the hot air of the desert wisp around.
“This is sad, even for you” a voice called out.
“Then you would know your stupidity for entering the circle” she said, glancing to her side. Ezekiel shape was beside her, Tall and sludge like.
“I suppose you could call me stupid, but you completed the spell with yourself inside the circle. You can’t leave it either.” He said with a sinister chuckle.
“I know, I did on purpose…… loose that sickly form of yours Ezekiel, it isn’t you.” She said, eyes burning with a slight hatred.
“Very well” he said and did a small bow. His body seem to grotesquely grow till it was 10 feet high. He smashed his mighty clawed hands into the earth and snarled, his millions of mouths slobbering and gnashing in eternal hunger. Large sinewy bat wings unfolded behind and gently rocked in the desert wind. He lowers his huge head as a single red eye opens from underneath his sludge like skin. He chuckled “Now what is this about Allison”.
“You will leave Krathian alone” she said and stood in front of Ezekiel unafraid “Call off your deal with him and allow him the freedom from your grasp.”
“And you expect me to just say yes? He owes me” Ezekiel snarled, blinking his huge eye.
“I will allow you my soul if you do so” she said and stared right back at the huge fiend.
Ezekiel mouths grew into wide grins “Ah, so your done being selfish and watching others suffer for you.” He hissed “Finally becoming brave”
She nodded “Finally becoming brave” she repeated.
Ezekiel grinned again as he picked her up in his massive, clawed hand. “Very well” he hissed for the last time.
Allison closed her eyes as Ezekiel grip tightened around her, crushing her in his fist. Allison didn’t weep, didn’t beg, didn’t cry. She just simply kept quiet and let Ezekiel do what he was going to do. She felt an acute lack of air in her lungs as she began cough blood. She could feel all her bones snapping as she grew closer to death.
Ezekiel chuckled and dropped her on the ground. “Finally, I have your so-“he said but stopped in midsentence “W-where is your soul! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE ALLISON VANDERGUARD.” He said and began to look panicked.
Allison chuckled and wiped the blood from her eyes. “You are screwed Ezekiel; my soul is someplace else. But because of our little deal all those years ago, you’re going back to Desmos and getting locked there forever” she said.
Ezekiel cussed something before a large black portal opened beneath him. He gripped and clawed at the earth as it sucked him in “NO NO NO NOOOOOO!” he bellowed as he was sucked into it. It closed like a hungry mouth, leaving no trace of Ezekiel behind.
The Black Rose tattoo on the back of Allison’s neck disappeared as if nothing had been there before.
Allison chuckled to herself, but she knew that her small victory was going to be short lived. She stared at the warm desert sky above her as she hummed to herself. She could feel her senses numbing as she closed her eyes and passed away there, on the orange dirt ground.
A note appears for both Krathian, Enethia, And Spawn
Krathian
Hello love.
I have gone off and most likely done something incredibly stupid. I am sorry. I decided i needed to become braver and i have done so. I have decided to face Ezekiel. I love your Krathian and i have always had the ideology in mind that others come first and my needs are very last. I guess rethinking that idea is what made me think i needed to stop causing pain and face it myself.
I have left you a book, a book of old lore. You are special Krathian, more special then you can imagine. Your knowledge is unrivaled even by a mind-flayer. Use it for good.
I love you but i have decided that my time is now.
- Allison
Enethia
I have gone off and done something stupid most likely. I have gone off to face Ezekiel and stop him from entering the materiel plane forever. By doing that i have gave up my body and let him kill me so he leaves this world and Krathian alone. Even in death i am terrified and what lies ahead.
I ask a favor of you. I have left a key for you, the key opens not only my room by a small chest i have left for you. Inside the chest is a map, please use it to find an old friend of mine. Find his sword and awake him.
Thank you for being my friend and look after a small boy named Chase, he need a friend in his corner as well.
-Allison
Spawn
Hello there.
If you receive this, then i have done something stupid. I have gone after Ezekiel and decided to face him head on. I decided i needed to be brave..... and if you are reading this, i am most likely dead. I suppose i am an idiot but i feel i have to face him by myself. No magic, no weapons, just giving up my body so he may be trapped once more in his home plane.
I have left you a bottle in my garden. It contains memories of the last four days of my life. I would like you to have them, they were the ones i shared with you.
Thank you for being there with me. I wish you eternal happiness.
*let's say it's the morning, that sound ok?*
Arrow is perched on the roof of the tavern.
Spectacle Is last minute planning.
A blonde 19 year old boy in a really dirt-stained roman toga, with a matte gold headband & bangles, dark bags under his eyes, & black drooping wings, walks up to Enethia, "I see your busy but would you know where I could get a job?" *also, 2000th page!*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
She looks at them "That really depends. Who exactly are you?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"Valian," He seems quite tired.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"And... Your skills and interests in jobs?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"uhm, I was an angel for Savras."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Ah... What kind of deity is Savras, exactly?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"The one of Divination and Fate, basically she writes the fate of people, at least in my world as this doesn’t appear to be the same one, & I was an angel of putting into effect those fates she wrote."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I see.... What caused you to change to your current form?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
he lowers his in shame "Well some of the fate I had to put into effect that day were a little cruel, & I didn't think they deserved it, so I didn't put into effect those fates, & used the extra time to relax. that didn't go well..." he shrugs his wings.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Ah... So you fell, and are now trying to find a job?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"yes because money is essential in the matieral plane & if I don't have that I might as well have chosen death as opposed to the pact." Now he shifts his arms *forgot to mention the fiery Infernal glyphs on his arms.*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"... A pact?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*AHHHHHHH i got a good idea for Allison but.... its the ending of Allison*
Allison stood in the center of the iron desert. Though it might not be seen by the naked eye, around her was a circle made of crushed obsidian and salt. She narrowed her eyes as she felt the hot air of the desert wisp around.
“This is sad, even for you” a voice called out.
“Then you would know your stupidity for entering the circle” she said, glancing to her side. Ezekiel shape was beside her, Tall and sludge like.
“I suppose you could call me stupid, but you completed the spell with yourself inside the circle. You can’t leave it either.” He said with a sinister chuckle.
“I know, I did on purpose…… loose that sickly form of yours Ezekiel, it isn’t you.” She said, eyes burning with a slight hatred.
“Very well” he said and did a small bow. His body seem to grotesquely grow till it was 10 feet high. He smashed his mighty clawed hands into the earth and snarled, his millions of mouths slobbering and gnashing in eternal hunger. Large sinewy bat wings unfolded behind and gently rocked in the desert wind. He lowers his huge head as a single red eye opens from underneath his sludge like skin. He chuckled “Now what is this about Allison”.
“You will leave Krathian alone” she said and stood in front of Ezekiel unafraid “Call off your deal with him and allow him the freedom from your grasp.”
“And you expect me to just say yes? He owes me” Ezekiel snarled, blinking his huge eye.
“I will allow you my soul if you do so” she said and stared right back at the huge fiend.
Ezekiel mouths grew into wide grins “Ah, so your done being selfish and watching others suffer for you.” He hissed “Finally becoming brave”
She nodded “Finally becoming brave” she repeated.
Ezekiel grinned again as he picked her up in his massive, clawed hand. “Very well” he hissed for the last time.
Allison closed her eyes as Ezekiel grip tightened around her, crushing her in his fist. Allison didn’t weep, didn’t beg, didn’t cry. She just simply kept quiet and let Ezekiel do what he was going to do. She felt an acute lack of air in her lungs as she began cough blood. She could feel all her bones snapping as she grew closer to death.
Ezekiel chuckled and dropped her on the ground. “Finally, I have your so-“he said but stopped in midsentence “W-where is your soul! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE ALLISON VANDERGUARD.” He said and began to look panicked.
Allison chuckled and wiped the blood from her eyes. “You are screwed Ezekiel; my soul is someplace else. But because of our little deal all those years ago, you’re going back to Desmos and getting locked there forever” she said.
Ezekiel cussed something before a large black portal opened beneath him. He gripped and clawed at the earth as it sucked him in “NO NO NO NOOOOOO!” he bellowed as he was sucked into it. It closed like a hungry mouth, leaving no trace of Ezekiel behind.
The Black Rose tattoo on the back of Allison’s neck disappeared as if nothing had been there before.
Allison chuckled to herself, but she knew that her small victory was going to be short lived. She stared at the warm desert sky above her as she hummed to herself. She could feel her senses numbing as she closed her eyes and passed away there, on the orange dirt ground.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"*sigh* when I fell I landed here, & soon after that a Devil approached me, I tried to run inside as I could no longer do much, but he beat me there, and threatened to kill me unless I made pact with a him, I wanted to live. So here I am soulless and mortal."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*NOOOOO!!!!! ALLISON WAS LIKE MY FAVORITE CHARACTER!!! WHYYYYYYY!!!!!!! Also, today is a shortened day for me at school so I may be on and off today*
Tevelin is replaying Undertale to get in touch with the dramatic elements of the music.
Thirteen senses death, wherever he is in the multiverse.
Valvyre is waiting for someone to sell their soul. He knows Allison is dead, and some people would pay dearly for her to return to life...
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
*where is valvyre? inside, outside?*
"Wow, Klei is right, I've seen like what, 3 devils here including you." Arrow speaks up from out of view.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*He's outside, stalking ominously.*
"Many people think... ONE devil... is too many..." He breathes.
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
A note appears for both Krathian, Enethia, And Spawn
Krathian
Hello love.
I have gone off and most likely done something incredibly stupid. I am sorry. I decided i needed to become braver and i have done so. I have decided to face Ezekiel. I love your Krathian and i have always had the ideology in mind that others come first and my needs are very last. I guess rethinking that idea is what made me think i needed to stop causing pain and face it myself.
I have left you a book, a book of old lore. You are special Krathian, more special then you can imagine. Your knowledge is unrivaled even by a mind-flayer. Use it for good.
I love you but i have decided that my time is now.
- Allison
Enethia
I have gone off and done something stupid most likely. I have gone off to face Ezekiel and stop him from entering the materiel plane forever. By doing that i have gave up my body and let him kill me so he leaves this world and Krathian alone. Even in death i am terrified and what lies ahead.
I ask a favor of you. I have left a key for you, the key opens not only my room by a small chest i have left for you. Inside the chest is a map, please use it to find an old friend of mine. Find his sword and awake him.
Thank you for being my friend and look after a small boy named Chase, he need a friend in his corner as well.
-Allison
Spawn
Hello there.
If you receive this, then i have done something stupid. I have gone after Ezekiel and decided to face him head on. I decided i needed to be brave..... and if you are reading this, i am most likely dead. I suppose i am an idiot but i feel i have to face him by myself. No magic, no weapons, just giving up my body so he may be trapped once more in his home plane.
I have left you a bottle in my garden. It contains memories of the last four days of my life. I would like you to have them, they were the ones i shared with you.
Thank you for being there with me. I wish you eternal happiness.
-Allison
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*She perched on the roof then*
"meh, they tend to want someone dead so I profit off it, or I would if ANYONE would hire me!"
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Tevelin is looking around for someone who can help her pick which song to play.
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.