In the City or Order, City of Peace, and the Kingdom of Duality something seems wrong. People seem uneasy and nervous all over the place, until a figure appears in the sky outside of each city, and they snap their finger. The snapping sound rings through out the world, and suddenly something fundamentally shifts in some of the mortals, about 40% of them begin to change, feeling their bodies morph and becoming more violent. In the skies across the world are clones of Happy Chaos, doing what he believes must be done, all that have been touched by his power are being changed, turned against each other in a fight forced by Happy Chaos himself, everyone touched by him wanting to purge the world of untouched mortals, having become stronger, the madness begins. The Holy war of Chaos, in the mind, ‘My way’ begins to play. *The average mortal touched by Happy is now a CR5 threat, most higher.*
*Happy wtf*
Large squadrons of savotra abominations begin swarming through the streets to capture the Chaos Mortals.
*It is what it is.*
A mountainous swarm of altered mortals fall upon the abominations and they begin to clash, some of the stronger altered taking the lead in some sort of feral beast pack.
In the City or Order, City of Peace, and the Kingdom of Duality something seems wrong. People seem uneasy and nervous all over the place, until a figure appears in the sky outside of each city, and they snap their finger. The snapping sound rings through out the world, and suddenly something fundamentally shifts in some of the mortals, about 40% of them begin to change, feeling their bodies morph and becoming more violent. In the skies across the world are clones of Happy Chaos, doing what he believes must be done, all that have been touched by his power are being changed, turned against each other in a fight forced by Happy Chaos himself, everyone touched by him wanting to purge the world of untouched mortals, having become stronger, the madness begins. The Holy war of Chaos, in the mind, ‘My way’ begins to play. *The average mortal touched by Happy is now a CR5 threat, most higher.*
*Happy wtf*
Large squadrons of savotra abominations begin swarming through the streets to capture the Chaos Mortals.
*It is what it is.*
A mountainous swarm of altered mortals fall upon the abominations and they begin to clash, some of the stronger altered taking the lead in some sort of feral beast pack.
A lot of the other savotra, along with scrapers, giant fire beetles, broodguards, and ambulatory pagidons join the fray.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Faltros's blade lies on the ground, as well as his ashes-- the only signs he ever existed besides what he created. Although, something seems off in the underworld.
The void has sensed what is wrong and has teleported out of there.
Balatro has set up a small camp for the evacuated devils on the southeastern shore.
The devils begin feeling a pull, to return to the underworld as fast as possible. A few wake up from their rest and begin sleepwalking in the direction the camp came from.
Balatro notices them and decides to follow, suspicious of whether or not another Will might be pursuing them and trying to hunt them down.
They seem to be following the path back to the underworld. Dragons fly overhead, heading in the same direction.
“No…” Balatro whispers in amazement. “He can’t be…” He teleports back to the bottom of the staircase to the Underworld.
He notices runes glowing along the walls in a firey color. Suddenly, spirits appear and begin chanting that can be heard from anywhere in the underworld.
"The king is dead. The king is dead. The king is dead. The king is dead. The king is dead..."
One begins chanting just as loud as all of the others combined. "The King Below has met his fate. From this plane we seperate. The King Below has met his fate. From this plane we seperate..."
The entire underground begins shaking, as it prepares to seperate from this mortal world.
Balatro looks around, panicked, and begins sprinting to the palace as fast as his bones can carry him.
Assuming he does some teleporting (otherwise it's thousands of miles), he arrives at the palace, which has its windows glowing. 8 pillars of flame surround the palace, with 8 tiefling figures inside them-- the warlocks still loyal to Faltros. A 9th pillar stems up from the palace itself.
“WHAT IS HAPPENING????” Balatro runs to the throne room.
The palace's murals have Faltros's face scratched out, as well as anyone but depictions of other gods like Cogintius. In the throne room lies a pile of ash, and the sword of flame, sputtering on and off.
Balatro stares into the flame, its red light illuminating the ridges of his skull. Then, his face setting, he reaches forward and grabs the hilt.
It sparks at his touch, and the flame turns a completely pure red. A voice whispers in Balatro's mind. "Traitor." A quick series of images flashes, showing Faltros becoming his true form, being about to kill Kagorax, Cog appearing and the entirety of his death. Lastly, it shows the image of Balatro teleporting away, and Happy's supposed death.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
In the City or Order, City of Peace, and the Kingdom of Duality something seems wrong. People seem uneasy and nervous all over the place, until a figure appears in the sky outside of each city, and they snap their finger. The snapping sound rings through out the world, and suddenly something fundamentally shifts in some of the mortals, about 40% of them begin to change, feeling their bodies morph and becoming more violent. In the skies across the world are clones of Happy Chaos, doing what he believes must be done, all that have been touched by his power are being changed, turned against each other in a fight forced by Happy Chaos himself, everyone touched by him wanting to purge the world of untouched mortals, having become stronger, the madness begins. The Holy war of Chaos, in the mind, ‘My way’ begins to play. *The average mortal touched by Happy is now a CR5 threat, most higher.*
For the Kingdom of Duality, things don't fall quite into utter chaos, though things are rather hectic. Things become divided between the humans affected by Happy's enhancements, the humans enhanced by the dragon wills, and the various undead, celestial, dragon, and undead creations of the wills. Meanwhile, in the center of the Kingdom, the power within the opaque barrier starts to shake the entire island kingdom. The True form of Xezithic takes notice of the chaos and starts to float over.
A Happy Chaos clone is floating in the sky, cackling at the chaos his power had caused, his plans coming to fruition. He sees the true form of Xezithic and smiles at his, mad grins appearing all across his form as he looks upon what he has done. Meanwhile Asuka the catboy has arrived in the city, and trying to unite the people against the enhanced but is having trouble due to has appearance.
Suddenly, the barrier in the center of the kingdom begins to crack, as a deep and booming voice suddenly speaks into the mind of all within the kingdom.
"The Balance will not be Broken. The Concordant of The Three Dragon Lords will be Respected."
The various enhanced mortals to the Three Dragon Wills suddenly feel themselves all connected to a single, new Will. Yet this new entity is not foreign to them all. All of their eyes suddenly change, one eye ablaze with divine white light, and the other dripping with shadows and void.
Xezithic simply watches. It may not see Happy as an enemy, however, they are not allies either. But this new emergent will is.
He shakes his head “The balance has been broken for a long time. I am restoring that which should be. I know that Mephilia and her partner can hear me in there, I want both of you to know, that you should either trust me in what I am doing that it is for the greater good, or find me and kill me as quickly as possible.” He waves a hand and the altered continue their rampage across the city, Happy floating down to take a seat on the city walls “I am doing this for the sake of mortals everywhere. Understand that at least. I may be insane, but I’m not doing this for evil reasons.”
In the City or Order, City of Peace, and the Kingdom of Duality something seems wrong. People seem uneasy and nervous all over the place, until a figure appears in the sky outside of each city, and they snap their finger. The snapping sound rings through out the world, and suddenly something fundamentally shifts in some of the mortals, about 40% of them begin to change, feeling their bodies morph and becoming more violent. In the skies across the world are clones of Happy Chaos, doing what he believes must be done, all that have been touched by his power are being changed, turned against each other in a fight forced by Happy Chaos himself, everyone touched by him wanting to purge the world of untouched mortals, having become stronger, the madness begins. The Holy war of Chaos, in the mind, ‘My way’ begins to play. *The average mortal touched by Happy is now a CR5 threat, most higher.*
*Happy wtf*
Large squadrons of savotra abominations begin swarming through the streets to capture the Chaos Mortals.
*It is what it is.*
A mountainous swarm of altered mortals fall upon the abominations and they begin to clash, some of the stronger altered taking the lead in some sort of feral beast pack.
A lot of the other savotra, along with scrapers, giant fire beetles, broodguards, and ambulatory pagidons join the fray.
*I imagine they are vastly outnumbered, but the altered aren’t meant to win against anyone other than regular mortals.*
The flood of altered seemingly never stops, for every altered that dies another simply takes its place, the creatures know that these used to be regular mortals but they were changed, radiating a bit of Happy Chaos’s power in them.
Faltros's blade lies on the ground, as well as his ashes-- the only signs he ever existed besides what he created. Although, something seems off in the underworld.
The void has sensed what is wrong and has teleported out of there.
Balatro has set up a small camp for the evacuated devils on the southeastern shore.
The devils begin feeling a pull, to return to the underworld as fast as possible. A few wake up from their rest and begin sleepwalking in the direction the camp came from.
Balatro notices them and decides to follow, suspicious of whether or not another Will might be pursuing them and trying to hunt them down.
They seem to be following the path back to the underworld. Dragons fly overhead, heading in the same direction.
“No…” Balatro whispers in amazement. “He can’t be…” He teleports back to the bottom of the staircase to the Underworld.
He notices runes glowing along the walls in a firey color. Suddenly, spirits appear and begin chanting that can be heard from anywhere in the underworld.
"The king is dead. The king is dead. The king is dead. The king is dead. The king is dead..."
One begins chanting just as loud as all of the others combined. "The King Below has met his fate. From this plane we seperate. The King Below has met his fate. From this plane we seperate..."
The entire underground begins shaking, as it prepares to seperate from this mortal world.
Balatro looks around, panicked, and begins sprinting to the palace as fast as his bones can carry him.
Assuming he does some teleporting (otherwise it's thousands of miles), he arrives at the palace, which has its windows glowing. 8 pillars of flame surround the palace, with 8 tiefling figures inside them-- the warlocks still loyal to Faltros. A 9th pillar stems up from the palace itself.
“WHAT IS HAPPENING????” Balatro runs to the throne room.
The palace's murals have Faltros's face scratched out, as well as anyone but depictions of other gods like Cogintius. In the throne room lies a pile of ash, and the sword of flame, sputtering on and off.
Balatro stares into the flame, its red light illuminating the ridges of his skull. Then, his face setting, he reaches forward and grabs the hilt.
It sparks at his touch, and the flame turns a completely pure red. A voice whispers in Balatro's mind. "Traitor." A quick series of images flashes, showing Faltros becoming his true form, being about to kill Kagorax, Cog appearing and the entirety of his death. Lastly, it shows the image of Balatro teleporting away, and Happy's supposed death.
Balatro gasps and almost lets go, but manages to keep his grip. “No.” He growls. “I can redeem myself.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
In the City or Order, City of Peace, and the Kingdom of Duality something seems wrong. People seem uneasy and nervous all over the place, until a figure appears in the sky outside of each city, and they snap their finger. The snapping sound rings through out the world, and suddenly something fundamentally shifts in some of the mortals, about 40% of them begin to change, feeling their bodies morph and becoming more violent. In the skies across the world are clones of Happy Chaos, doing what he believes must be done, all that have been touched by his power are being changed, turned against each other in a fight forced by Happy Chaos himself, everyone touched by him wanting to purge the world of untouched mortals, having become stronger, the madness begins. The Holy war of Chaos, in the mind, ‘My way’ begins to play. *The average mortal touched by Happy is now a CR5 threat, most higher.*
*Happy wtf*
Large squadrons of savotra abominations begin swarming through the streets to capture the Chaos Mortals.
*It is what it is.*
A mountainous swarm of altered mortals fall upon the abominations and they begin to clash, some of the stronger altered taking the lead in some sort of feral beast pack.
A lot of the other savotra, along with scrapers, giant fire beetles, broodguards, and ambulatory pagidons join the fray.
*I imagine they are vastly outnumbered, but the altered aren’t meant to win against anyone other than regular mortals.*
The flood of altered seemingly never stops, for every altered that dies another simply takes its place, the creatures know that these used to be regular mortals but they were changed, radiating a bit of Happy Chaos’s power in them.
*Happy has gone completely off the deep end. Clones, catboys, and corruption of the general populace, all in like three days. It’s goofy.*
Eventually, after the clash extends, Savut takes notice. “Now what’s happening here?” She inquires to no one, exiting the tower and approaching the battlefield.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
In the City or Order, City of Peace, and the Kingdom of Duality something seems wrong. People seem uneasy and nervous all over the place, until a figure appears in the sky outside of each city, and they snap their finger. The snapping sound rings through out the world, and suddenly something fundamentally shifts in some of the mortals, about 40% of them begin to change, feeling their bodies morph and becoming more violent. In the skies across the world are clones of Happy Chaos, doing what he believes must be done, all that have been touched by his power are being changed, turned against each other in a fight forced by Happy Chaos himself, everyone touched by him wanting to purge the world of untouched mortals, having become stronger, the madness begins. The Holy war of Chaos, in the mind, ‘My way’ begins to play. *The average mortal touched by Happy is now a CR5 threat, most higher.*
For the Kingdom of Duality, things don't fall quite into utter chaos, though things are rather hectic. Things become divided between the humans affected by Happy's enhancements, the humans enhanced by the dragon wills, and the various undead, celestial, dragon, and undead creations of the wills. Meanwhile, in the center of the Kingdom, the power within the opaque barrier starts to shake the entire island kingdom. The True form of Xezithic takes notice of the chaos and starts to float over.
A Happy Chaos clone is floating in the sky, cackling at the chaos his power had caused, his plans coming to fruition. He sees the true form of Xezithic and smiles at his, mad grins appearing all across his form as he looks upon what he has done. Meanwhile Asuka the catboy has arrived in the city, and trying to unite the people against the enhanced but is having trouble due to has appearance.
Suddenly, the barrier in the center of the kingdom begins to crack, as a deep and booming voice suddenly speaks into the mind of all within the kingdom.
"The Balance will not be Broken. The Concordant of The Three Dragon Lords will be Respected."
The various enhanced mortals to the Three Dragon Wills suddenly feel themselves all connected to a single, new Will. Yet this new entity is not foreign to them all. All of their eyes suddenly change, one eye ablaze with divine white light, and the other dripping with shadows and void.
Xezithic simply watches. It may not see Happy as an enemy, however, they are not allies either. But this new emergent will is.
He shakes his head “The balance has been broken for a long time. I am restoring that which should be. I know that Mephilia and her partner can hear me in there, I want both of you to know, that you should either trust me in what I am doing that it is for the greater good, or find me and kill me as quickly as possible.” He waves a hand and the altered continue their rampage across the city, Happy floating down to take a seat on the city walls “I am doing this for the sake of mortals everywhere. Understand that at least. I may be insane, but I’m not doing this for evil reasons.”
He would hear a deep cackling echo out, menacing and thunderous.
"Unfortunately for you, they are no longer able to answer you. But I can."
Suddenly, two massive dragon skulls materialize. One in Tenebrous, and one in Splendor. One is bathed in shadows, and looks aberrant in nature with any eye sockets. The second seems to be made of radiant light. Suddenly they begin to breath energy of purest shadow or purest light at the ground, engulfing all that are not blessed by the dragon lords.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
In the City or Order, City of Peace, and the Kingdom of Duality something seems wrong. People seem uneasy and nervous all over the place, until a figure appears in the sky outside of each city, and they snap their finger. The snapping sound rings through out the world, and suddenly something fundamentally shifts in some of the mortals, about 40% of them begin to change, feeling their bodies morph and becoming more violent. In the skies across the world are clones of Happy Chaos, doing what he believes must be done, all that have been touched by his power are being changed, turned against each other in a fight forced by Happy Chaos himself, everyone touched by him wanting to purge the world of untouched mortals, having become stronger, the madness begins. The Holy war of Chaos, in the mind, ‘My way’ begins to play. *The average mortal touched by Happy is now a CR5 threat, most higher.*
*Happy wtf*
Large squadrons of savotra abominations begin swarming through the streets to capture the Chaos Mortals.
*It is what it is.*
A mountainous swarm of altered mortals fall upon the abominations and they begin to clash, some of the stronger altered taking the lead in some sort of feral beast pack.
A lot of the other savotra, along with scrapers, giant fire beetles, broodguards, and ambulatory pagidons join the fray.
*I imagine they are vastly outnumbered, but the altered aren’t meant to win against anyone other than regular mortals.*
The flood of altered seemingly never stops, for every altered that dies another simply takes its place, the creatures know that these used to be regular mortals but they were changed, radiating a bit of Happy Chaos’s power in them.
*Happy has gone completely off the deep end. Clones, catboys, and corruption of the general populace, all in like three days. It’s goofy.*
Eventually, after the clash extends, Savut takes notice. “Now what’s happening here?” She inquires to no one, exiting the tower and approaching the battlefield.
*Well he was always off the deep end, he was hust overriding his crazy with his good. Unfortunately he’s done being good without being crazy too.*
A Happy Chaos is floating outside of the wards, a little bit away cackling at the madness he can sense. The song ‘My way’ playing in his mind, his arms wide spread at the chaos he has caused.
In the City or Order, City of Peace, and the Kingdom of Duality something seems wrong. People seem uneasy and nervous all over the place, until a figure appears in the sky outside of each city, and they snap their finger. The snapping sound rings through out the world, and suddenly something fundamentally shifts in some of the mortals, about 40% of them begin to change, feeling their bodies morph and becoming more violent. In the skies across the world are clones of Happy Chaos, doing what he believes must be done, all that have been touched by his power are being changed, turned against each other in a fight forced by Happy Chaos himself, everyone touched by him wanting to purge the world of untouched mortals, having become stronger, the madness begins. The Holy war of Chaos, in the mind, ‘My way’ begins to play. *The average mortal touched by Happy is now a CR5 threat, most higher.*
For the Kingdom of Duality, things don't fall quite into utter chaos, though things are rather hectic. Things become divided between the humans affected by Happy's enhancements, the humans enhanced by the dragon wills, and the various undead, celestial, dragon, and undead creations of the wills. Meanwhile, in the center of the Kingdom, the power within the opaque barrier starts to shake the entire island kingdom. The True form of Xezithic takes notice of the chaos and starts to float over.
A Happy Chaos clone is floating in the sky, cackling at the chaos his power had caused, his plans coming to fruition. He sees the true form of Xezithic and smiles at his, mad grins appearing all across his form as he looks upon what he has done. Meanwhile Asuka the catboy has arrived in the city, and trying to unite the people against the enhanced but is having trouble due to has appearance.
Suddenly, the barrier in the center of the kingdom begins to crack, as a deep and booming voice suddenly speaks into the mind of all within the kingdom.
"The Balance will not be Broken. The Concordant of The Three Dragon Lords will be Respected."
The various enhanced mortals to the Three Dragon Wills suddenly feel themselves all connected to a single, new Will. Yet this new entity is not foreign to them all. All of their eyes suddenly change, one eye ablaze with divine white light, and the other dripping with shadows and void.
Xezithic simply watches. It may not see Happy as an enemy, however, they are not allies either. But this new emergent will is.
He shakes his head “The balance has been broken for a long time. I am restoring that which should be. I know that Mephilia and her partner can hear me in there, I want both of you to know, that you should either trust me in what I am doing that it is for the greater good, or find me and kill me as quickly as possible.” He waves a hand and the altered continue their rampage across the city, Happy floating down to take a seat on the city walls “I am doing this for the sake of mortals everywhere. Understand that at least. I may be insane, but I’m not doing this for evil reasons.”
He would hear a deep cackling echo out, menacing and thunderous.
"Unfortunately for you, they are no longer able to answer you. But I can."
Suddenly, two massive dragon skulls materialize. One in Tenebrous, and one in Splendor. One is bathed in shadows, and looks aberrant in nature with any eye sockets. The second seems to be made of radiant light. Suddenly they begin to breath energy of purest shadow or purest light at the ground, engulfing all that are not blessed by the dragon lords.
Happy shakes his head as the former citizens are destroyed by the power of the will “Those are your citizens, but I should have expected this.” Some seemingly survived the massacre and begin to duplicate rapidly, replacing those who were lost in the attack, creating replacements identical to those that were destroyed. Happy looks to the new creature “Do you have their memories. If you do you know I trust them both with all my heart, so please don’t interfere any further.”
Faltros's blade lies on the ground, as well as his ashes-- the only signs he ever existed besides what he created. Although, something seems off in the underworld.
The void has sensed what is wrong and has teleported out of there.
Balatro has set up a small camp for the evacuated devils on the southeastern shore.
The devils begin feeling a pull, to return to the underworld as fast as possible. A few wake up from their rest and begin sleepwalking in the direction the camp came from.
Balatro notices them and decides to follow, suspicious of whether or not another Will might be pursuing them and trying to hunt them down.
They seem to be following the path back to the underworld. Dragons fly overhead, heading in the same direction.
“No…” Balatro whispers in amazement. “He can’t be…” He teleports back to the bottom of the staircase to the Underworld.
He notices runes glowing along the walls in a firey color. Suddenly, spirits appear and begin chanting that can be heard from anywhere in the underworld.
"The king is dead. The king is dead. The king is dead. The king is dead. The king is dead..."
One begins chanting just as loud as all of the others combined. "The King Below has met his fate. From this plane we seperate. The King Below has met his fate. From this plane we seperate..."
The entire underground begins shaking, as it prepares to seperate from this mortal world.
Balatro looks around, panicked, and begins sprinting to the palace as fast as his bones can carry him.
Assuming he does some teleporting (otherwise it's thousands of miles), he arrives at the palace, which has its windows glowing. 8 pillars of flame surround the palace, with 8 tiefling figures inside them-- the warlocks still loyal to Faltros. A 9th pillar stems up from the palace itself.
“WHAT IS HAPPENING????” Balatro runs to the throne room.
The palace's murals have Faltros's face scratched out, as well as anyone but depictions of other gods like Cogintius. In the throne room lies a pile of ash, and the sword of flame, sputtering on and off.
Balatro stares into the flame, its red light illuminating the ridges of his skull. Then, his face setting, he reaches forward and grabs the hilt.
It sparks at his touch, and the flame turns a completely pure red. A voice whispers in Balatro's mind. "Traitor." A quick series of images flashes, showing Faltros becoming his true form, being about to kill Kagorax, Cog appearing and the entirety of his death. Lastly, it shows the image of Balatro teleporting away, and Happy's supposed death.
Balatro gasps and almost lets go, but manages to keep his grip. “No.” He growls. “I can redeem myself.”
More images appear. Faltros saving Balatro from Plague Keep, all of Faltros and his minions gathered together, and then the image cracks and goes back to Balatro fleeing and Faltros's ashes.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
In the City or Order, City of Peace, and the Kingdom of Duality something seems wrong. People seem uneasy and nervous all over the place, until a figure appears in the sky outside of each city, and they snap their finger. The snapping sound rings through out the world, and suddenly something fundamentally shifts in some of the mortals, about 40% of them begin to change, feeling their bodies morph and becoming more violent. In the skies across the world are clones of Happy Chaos, doing what he believes must be done, all that have been touched by his power are being changed, turned against each other in a fight forced by Happy Chaos himself, everyone touched by him wanting to purge the world of untouched mortals, having become stronger, the madness begins. The Holy war of Chaos, in the mind, ‘My way’ begins to play. *The average mortal touched by Happy is now a CR5 threat, most higher.*
For the Kingdom of Duality, things don't fall quite into utter chaos, though things are rather hectic. Things become divided between the humans affected by Happy's enhancements, the humans enhanced by the dragon wills, and the various undead, celestial, dragon, and undead creations of the wills. Meanwhile, in the center of the Kingdom, the power within the opaque barrier starts to shake the entire island kingdom. The True form of Xezithic takes notice of the chaos and starts to float over.
A Happy Chaos clone is floating in the sky, cackling at the chaos his power had caused, his plans coming to fruition. He sees the true form of Xezithic and smiles at his, mad grins appearing all across his form as he looks upon what he has done. Meanwhile Asuka the catboy has arrived in the city, and trying to unite the people against the enhanced but is having trouble due to has appearance.
Suddenly, the barrier in the center of the kingdom begins to crack, as a deep and booming voice suddenly speaks into the mind of all within the kingdom.
"The Balance will not be Broken. The Concordant of The Three Dragon Lords will be Respected."
The various enhanced mortals to the Three Dragon Wills suddenly feel themselves all connected to a single, new Will. Yet this new entity is not foreign to them all. All of their eyes suddenly change, one eye ablaze with divine white light, and the other dripping with shadows and void.
Xezithic simply watches. It may not see Happy as an enemy, however, they are not allies either. But this new emergent will is.
He shakes his head “The balance has been broken for a long time. I am restoring that which should be. I know that Mephilia and her partner can hear me in there, I want both of you to know, that you should either trust me in what I am doing that it is for the greater good, or find me and kill me as quickly as possible.” He waves a hand and the altered continue their rampage across the city, Happy floating down to take a seat on the city walls “I am doing this for the sake of mortals everywhere. Understand that at least. I may be insane, but I’m not doing this for evil reasons.”
He would hear a deep cackling echo out, menacing and thunderous.
"Unfortunately for you, they are no longer able to answer you. But I can."
Suddenly, two massive dragon skulls materialize. One in Tenebrous, and one in Splendor. One is bathed in shadows, and looks aberrant in nature with any eye sockets. The second seems to be made of radiant light. Suddenly they begin to breath energy of purest shadow or purest light at the ground, engulfing all that are not blessed by the dragon lords.
Happy shakes his head as the former citizens are destroyed by the power of the will “Those are your citizens, but I should have expected this.” Some seemingly survived the massacre and begin to duplicate rapidly, replacing those who were lost in the attack, creating replacements identical to those that were destroyed. Happy looks to the new creature “Do you have their memories. If you do you know I trust them both with all my heart, so please don’t interfere any further.”
"Why should this bother you? You are committing atrocities in the name of the greater good regardless of the will or desires of the mortals you have forced into this situation? So...why can't I? Also, citizens that would ever force themselves onto others without their consent should be prepared to face the punishment of their actions, its only fair. But I thank you for the new souls."
The skulls suck the souls out of any happy mortal that dies, perfectly content to continue this onslaught. The mortals connected to the new will (all those that were enhanced by Volumdremaak or Mephilia) take the time to fortify themselves while this is happening. Xezithic simply continues to watch.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
In the City or Order, City of Peace, and the Kingdom of Duality something seems wrong. People seem uneasy and nervous all over the place, until a figure appears in the sky outside of each city, and they snap their finger. The snapping sound rings through out the world, and suddenly something fundamentally shifts in some of the mortals, about 40% of them begin to change, feeling their bodies morph and becoming more violent. In the skies across the world are clones of Happy Chaos, doing what he believes must be done, all that have been touched by his power are being changed, turned against each other in a fight forced by Happy Chaos himself, everyone touched by him wanting to purge the world of untouched mortals, having become stronger, the madness begins. The Holy war of Chaos, in the mind, ‘My way’ begins to play. *The average mortal touched by Happy is now a CR5 threat, most higher.*
For the Kingdom of Duality, things don't fall quite into utter chaos, though things are rather hectic. Things become divided between the humans affected by Happy's enhancements, the humans enhanced by the dragon wills, and the various undead, celestial, dragon, and undead creations of the wills. Meanwhile, in the center of the Kingdom, the power within the opaque barrier starts to shake the entire island kingdom. The True form of Xezithic takes notice of the chaos and starts to float over.
A Happy Chaos clone is floating in the sky, cackling at the chaos his power had caused, his plans coming to fruition. He sees the true form of Xezithic and smiles at his, mad grins appearing all across his form as he looks upon what he has done. Meanwhile Asuka the catboy has arrived in the city, and trying to unite the people against the enhanced but is having trouble due to has appearance.
Suddenly, the barrier in the center of the kingdom begins to crack, as a deep and booming voice suddenly speaks into the mind of all within the kingdom.
"The Balance will not be Broken. The Concordant of The Three Dragon Lords will be Respected."
The various enhanced mortals to the Three Dragon Wills suddenly feel themselves all connected to a single, new Will. Yet this new entity is not foreign to them all. All of their eyes suddenly change, one eye ablaze with divine white light, and the other dripping with shadows and void.
Xezithic simply watches. It may not see Happy as an enemy, however, they are not allies either. But this new emergent will is.
He shakes his head “The balance has been broken for a long time. I am restoring that which should be. I know that Mephilia and her partner can hear me in there, I want both of you to know, that you should either trust me in what I am doing that it is for the greater good, or find me and kill me as quickly as possible.” He waves a hand and the altered continue their rampage across the city, Happy floating down to take a seat on the city walls “I am doing this for the sake of mortals everywhere. Understand that at least. I may be insane, but I’m not doing this for evil reasons.”
He would hear a deep cackling echo out, menacing and thunderous.
"Unfortunately for you, they are no longer able to answer you. But I can."
Suddenly, two massive dragon skulls materialize. One in Tenebrous, and one in Splendor. One is bathed in shadows, and looks aberrant in nature with any eye sockets. The second seems to be made of radiant light. Suddenly they begin to breath energy of purest shadow or purest light at the ground, engulfing all that are not blessed by the dragon lords.
Happy shakes his head as the former citizens are destroyed by the power of the will “Those are your citizens, but I should have expected this.” Some seemingly survived the massacre and begin to duplicate rapidly, replacing those who were lost in the attack, creating replacements identical to those that were destroyed. Happy looks to the new creature “Do you have their memories. If you do you know I trust them both with all my heart, so please don’t interfere any further.”
"Why should this bother you? You are committing atrocities in the name of the greater good regardless of the will or desires of the mortals you have forced into this situation? So...why can't I? Also, citizens that would ever force themselves onto others without their consent should be prepared to face the punishment of their actions, its only fair. But I thank you for the new souls."
The skulls suck the souls out of any happy mortal that dies, perfectly content to continue this onslaught. The mortals connected to the new will (all those that were enhanced by Volumdremaak or Mephilia) take the time to fortify themselves while this is happening. Xezithic simply continues to watch.
“Well then I shall see you again, although I wouldn’t recommend trying to bring those souls back. Because they will never be the same again. They will always be the way they are now.” He waves and disappears.
“Well then I shall see you again, although I wouldn’t recommend trying to bring those souls back. Because they will never be the same again. They will always be the way they are now.” He waves and disappears.
The creature cackles.
"You need to learn my friend, you aren't the only one who can change the nature of souls."
“Well then I shall see you again, although I wouldn’t recommend trying to bring those souls back. Because they will never be the same again. They will always be the way they are now.” He waves and disappears.
The creature cackles.
"You need to learn my friend, you aren't the only one who can change the nature of souls."
He pops back in for a moment "Well lets see who's prowess is better, I hope you can kill me in time before my plan is finished." He then bows "I loved those two, I hate to do this to their Kingdom. Goodbye actually now." He disappears.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Aemulus magically protects his followers from the transformation and descends upon the chaos, which from what I have gathered, were not stopped by the wards, and begins spell slinging enough magical devastation to destroy a small town, only effecting enemies in the fight.
Aemulus magically protects his followers from the transformation and descends upon the chaos, which from what I have gathered, were not stopped by the wards, and begins spell slinging enough magical devastation to destroy a small town, only effecting enemies in the fight.
*Yeah.*
The altered are completely destroyed by any spell that hit them, but for some strange reason seemingly the ones he just killed come back a few moments later, as if there were something remaking them, but it couldn't be Happy because he can be seen outside of the wards laughing, or at least a clone of him at least.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Aemulus magically protects his followers from the transformation and descends upon the chaos, which from what I have gathered, were not stopped by the wards, and begins spell slinging enough magical devastation to destroy a small town, only effecting enemies in the fight.
*Yeah.*
The altered are completely destroyed by any spell that hit them, but for some strange reason seemingly the ones he just killed come back a few moments later, as if there were something remaking them, but it couldn't be Happy because he can be seen outside of the wards laughing, or at least a clone of him at least.
Slightly angry, Arsendir walks up to one and grips it on the arm, as it fades into dissolved light. He makes sure it stays dead, using power points if he has to.
his harpies are also helping with the fight, and his songbirds that populate the city throughout are putting entire blocks to sleep with their songs. (Those birds are CR 10, by the way.)
Aemulus magically protects his followers from the transformation and descends upon the chaos, which from what I have gathered, were not stopped by the wards, and begins spell slinging enough magical devastation to destroy a small town, only effecting enemies in the fight.
*Yeah.*
The altered are completely destroyed by any spell that hit them, but for some strange reason seemingly the ones he just killed come back a few moments later, as if there were something remaking them, but it couldn't be Happy because he can be seen outside of the wards laughing, or at least a clone of him at least.
Slightly angry, Arsendir walks up to one and grips it on the arm, as it fades into dissolved light. He makes sure it stays dead, using power points if he has to.
his harpies are also helping with the fight, and his songbirds that populate the city throughout are putting entire blocks to sleep with their songs. (Those birds are CR 10, by the way.)
With the soul of the creature destroyed it doesn't return to existence. Happy looks at where Arsendir is, sensing what happened through the wards and he begins to cackle harder "I know you're there! Don't hide." The Harpies are seemingly unable to kill anything for long, always return back to life and eventually tiring the Harpies and killing them.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Aemulus magically protects his followers from the transformation and descends upon the chaos, which from what I have gathered, were not stopped by the wards, and begins spell slinging enough magical devastation to destroy a small town, only effecting enemies in the fight.
*Yeah.*
The altered are completely destroyed by any spell that hit them, but for some strange reason seemingly the ones he just killed come back a few moments later, as if there were something remaking them, but it couldn't be Happy because he can be seen outside of the wards laughing, or at least a clone of him at least.
Slightly angry, Arsendir walks up to one and grips it on the arm, as it fades into dissolved light. He makes sure it stays dead, using power points if he has to.
his harpies are also helping with the fight, and his songbirds that populate the city throughout are putting entire blocks to sleep with their songs. (Those birds are CR 10, by the way.)
With the soul of the creature destroyed it doesn't return to existence. Happy looks at where Arsendir is, sensing what happened through the wards and he begins to cackle harder "I know you're there! Don't hide." The Harpies are seemingly unable to kill anything for long, always return back to life and eventually tiring the Harpies and killing them.
He raises the harpies back to life when they die and begins to go around, utterly destroying, or simply stealing and shunting into a demiplane, the souls of all the enemies.
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*It is what it is.*
A mountainous swarm of altered mortals fall upon the abominations and they begin to clash, some of the stronger altered taking the lead in some sort of feral beast pack.
A lot of the other savotra, along with scrapers, giant fire beetles, broodguards, and ambulatory pagidons join the fray.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
It sparks at his touch, and the flame turns a completely pure red. A voice whispers in Balatro's mind. "Traitor." A quick series of images flashes, showing Faltros becoming his true form, being about to kill Kagorax, Cog appearing and the entirety of his death. Lastly, it shows the image of Balatro teleporting away, and Happy's supposed death.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
He shakes his head “The balance has been broken for a long time. I am restoring that which should be. I know that Mephilia and her partner can hear me in there, I want both of you to know, that you should either trust me in what I am doing that it is for the greater good, or find me and kill me as quickly as possible.” He waves a hand and the altered continue their rampage across the city, Happy floating down to take a seat on the city walls “I am doing this for the sake of mortals everywhere. Understand that at least. I may be insane, but I’m not doing this for evil reasons.”
*I imagine they are vastly outnumbered, but the altered aren’t meant to win against anyone other than regular mortals.*
The flood of altered seemingly never stops, for every altered that dies another simply takes its place, the creatures know that these used to be regular mortals but they were changed, radiating a bit of Happy Chaos’s power in them.
Balatro gasps and almost lets go, but manages to keep his grip. “No.” He growls. “I can redeem myself.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Happy has gone completely off the deep end. Clones, catboys, and corruption of the general populace, all in like three days. It’s goofy.*
Eventually, after the clash extends, Savut takes notice. “Now what’s happening here?” She inquires to no one, exiting the tower and approaching the battlefield.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He would hear a deep cackling echo out, menacing and thunderous.
"Unfortunately for you, they are no longer able to answer you. But I can."
Suddenly, two massive dragon skulls materialize. One in Tenebrous, and one in Splendor. One is bathed in shadows, and looks aberrant in nature with any eye sockets. The second seems to be made of radiant light. Suddenly they begin to breath energy of purest shadow or purest light at the ground, engulfing all that are not blessed by the dragon lords.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
*Well he was always off the deep end, he was hust overriding his crazy with his good. Unfortunately he’s done being good without being crazy too.*
A Happy Chaos is floating outside of the wards, a little bit away cackling at the madness he can sense. The song ‘My way’ playing in his mind, his arms wide spread at the chaos he has caused.
Happy shakes his head as the former citizens are destroyed by the power of the will “Those are your citizens, but I should have expected this.” Some seemingly survived the massacre and begin to duplicate rapidly, replacing those who were lost in the attack, creating replacements identical to those that were destroyed. Happy looks to the new creature “Do you have their memories. If you do you know I trust them both with all my heart, so please don’t interfere any further.”
More images appear. Faltros saving Balatro from Plague Keep, all of Faltros and his minions gathered together, and then the image cracks and goes back to Balatro fleeing and Faltros's ashes.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
"Why should this bother you? You are committing atrocities in the name of the greater good regardless of the will or desires of the mortals you have forced into this situation? So...why can't I? Also, citizens that would ever force themselves onto others without their consent should be prepared to face the punishment of their actions, its only fair. But I thank you for the new souls."
The skulls suck the souls out of any happy mortal that dies, perfectly content to continue this onslaught. The mortals connected to the new will (all those that were enhanced by Volumdremaak or Mephilia) take the time to fortify themselves while this is happening. Xezithic simply continues to watch.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Well then I shall see you again, although I wouldn’t recommend trying to bring those souls back. Because they will never be the same again. They will always be the way they are now.” He waves and disappears.
The creature cackles.
"You need to learn my friend, you aren't the only one who can change the nature of souls."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
He pops back in for a moment "Well lets see who's prowess is better, I hope you can kill me in time before my plan is finished." He then bows "I loved those two, I hate to do this to their Kingdom. Goodbye actually now." He disappears.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*well happy did a thing*
Aemulus magically protects his followers from the transformation and descends upon the chaos, which from what I have gathered, were not stopped by the wards, and begins spell slinging enough magical devastation to destroy a small town, only effecting enemies in the fight.
*Yeah.*
The altered are completely destroyed by any spell that hit them, but for some strange reason seemingly the ones he just killed come back a few moments later, as if there were something remaking them, but it couldn't be Happy because he can be seen outside of the wards laughing, or at least a clone of him at least.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Slightly angry, Arsendir walks up to one and grips it on the arm, as it fades into dissolved light. He makes sure it stays dead, using power points if he has to.
his harpies are also helping with the fight, and his songbirds that populate the city throughout are putting entire blocks to sleep with their songs. (Those birds are CR 10, by the way.)
With the soul of the creature destroyed it doesn't return to existence. Happy looks at where Arsendir is, sensing what happened through the wards and he begins to cackle harder "I know you're there! Don't hide." The Harpies are seemingly unable to kill anything for long, always return back to life and eventually tiring the Harpies and killing them.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
He raises the harpies back to life when they die and begins to go around, utterly destroying, or simply stealing and shunting into a demiplane, the souls of all the enemies.