Slayer simply raises a flat hand to block the punch "Good, but you need to keep your hands close at all times unless you plan on taking them down with the next punch. You can't really on being stronger than your opponent either. Always stay moving."
“Oh, right. Got it.” He says as they continue. It takes him a bit, and getting knocked around a bit, before he starts to figure things out.
Slayer simply raises a flat hand to block the punch "Good, but you need to keep your hands close at all times unless you plan on taking them down with the next punch. You can't really on being stronger than your opponent either. Always stay moving."
“Oh, right. Got it.” He says as they continue. It takes him a bit, and getting knocked around a bit, before he starts to figure things out.
Slayer is being absolutely ruthless in the beating he is giving him, but he is giving advice the entire time, because he’s a good teacher. None of his attacks with real force behind them.
Slayer simply raises a flat hand to block the punch "Good, but you need to keep your hands close at all times unless you plan on taking them down with the next punch. You can't really on being stronger than your opponent either. Always stay moving."
“Oh, right. Got it.” He says as they continue. It takes him a bit, and getting knocked around a bit, before he starts to figure things out.
Slayer is being absolutely ruthless in the beating he is giving him, but he is giving advice the entire time, because he’s a good teacher. None of his attacks with real force behind them.
After a while, Phantom is exhausted but is better at defending himself from Slayer’s strikes, though his offense could still use work. He does get more comfortable using his ghostly powers to enhance his strikes.
Slayer simply raises a flat hand to block the punch "Good, but you need to keep your hands close at all times unless you plan on taking them down with the next punch. You can't really on being stronger than your opponent either. Always stay moving."
“Oh, right. Got it.” He says as they continue. It takes him a bit, and getting knocked around a bit, before he starts to figure things out.
Slayer is being absolutely ruthless in the beating he is giving him, but he is giving advice the entire time, because he’s a good teacher. None of his attacks with real force behind them.
After a while, Phantom is exhausted but is better at defending himself from Slayer’s strikes, though his offense could still use work. He does get more comfortable using his ghostly powers to enhance his strikes.
After a while longer he stops, sitting back down “That’s enough training for today. You’ve progress quite fast indeed. Now you are very good using your undead abilities.”
Slayer simply raises a flat hand to block the punch "Good, but you need to keep your hands close at all times unless you plan on taking them down with the next punch. You can't really on being stronger than your opponent either. Always stay moving."
“Oh, right. Got it.” He says as they continue. It takes him a bit, and getting knocked around a bit, before he starts to figure things out.
Slayer is being absolutely ruthless in the beating he is giving him, but he is giving advice the entire time, because he’s a good teacher. None of his attacks with real force behind them.
After a while, Phantom is exhausted but is better at defending himself from Slayer’s strikes, though his offense could still use work. He does get more comfortable using his ghostly powers to enhance his strikes.
After a while longer he stops, sitting back down “That’s enough training for today. You’ve progress quite fast indeed. Now you are very good using your undead abilities.”
“Thanks…” he says panting despite not needing to breathe. He would plop down on a chair as he changes back to his human form.
Slayer simply raises a flat hand to block the punch "Good, but you need to keep your hands close at all times unless you plan on taking them down with the next punch. You can't really on being stronger than your opponent either. Always stay moving."
“Oh, right. Got it.” He says as they continue. It takes him a bit, and getting knocked around a bit, before he starts to figure things out.
Slayer is being absolutely ruthless in the beating he is giving him, but he is giving advice the entire time, because he’s a good teacher. None of his attacks with real force behind them.
After a while, Phantom is exhausted but is better at defending himself from Slayer’s strikes, though his offense could still use work. He does get more comfortable using his ghostly powers to enhance his strikes.
After a while longer he stops, sitting back down “That’s enough training for today. You’ve progress quite fast indeed. Now you are very good using your undead abilities.”
“Thanks…” he says panting despite not needing to breathe. He would plop down on a chair as he changes back to his human form.
Another glass of juice appears next to him, a glass of wine for Slayer “I do love training newbies to becoming powerful warriors. You might be my best yet.”
Dominition stares down at the valley. He teleports quickly to a spot on the outskirts, and adorns something similar to what he festival-goers are wearing. He walks up to one of the trees, which is crowded around by cultists, and pretends to bow in prayer in front of it. He rolls a vial into one of the roots, and it lets out a small poof. The base slightly withers, and Dominition walks away, teleporting back to his original position. He reaches into his pocket and brings out the fresh apple from earlier.
"Huh. *Wheeze* Still fresh. *wheeze*"
He decides to ty it. He bites into it and is filled with bliss, and for a moment, he regrets his actions. However, he shakes the feeling away, and then walks off.
"*wheeze*Probably shouldn't mess with many more Elder Wills. *wheeze*Heronidian has not been active in this world for a while, so it might be safe, but...*wheeze*"
*From Arch*
(slight correction, the God’s name is Herionidus. His follower and things related to him are called Herionidian. Also, fun fact, Herionidian people use different stats from humans!)
it takes a while for anyone to notice the withering of the tree’s roots. But when someone does, people freak out a bit. A fanatic of them approaches the tree, trying to heal it. They cast a greater restoration. Either way, most of them continue partying.
the fruit, when Dominition bites into it… it’s perfect. It’s, to put it simply, the best, most delicious thing that they have and will ever taste. Fruit from the valley of Herionidus… is irresistible, so unbelievably good that you almost wonder how you could have lived without it…
Another glass of juice appears next to him, a glass of wine for Slayer “I do love training newbies to becoming powerful warriors. You might be my best yet.”
“Thanks. You are really strong.” He says drinking the juice in one swig, quite thirsty from the work out. “The others you trained, we’re they other wills, or mortals like me…or well, like what I use to be.” Danny asks.
Another glass of juice appears next to him, a glass of wine for Slayer “I do love training newbies to becoming powerful warriors. You might be my best yet.”
“Thanks. You are really strong.” He says drinking the juice in one swig, quite thirsty from the work out. “The others you trained, we’re they other wills, or mortals like me…or well, like what I use to be.” Danny asks.
“One is mortal, that would be Zato, who used his training to become the greatest assassin in the world after me. The other is Nagoriyuki, who is a vampire, almost half as ancient as me, who has only recently been released.”
Another glass of juice appears next to him, a glass of wine for Slayer “I do love training newbies to becoming powerful warriors. You might be my best yet.”
“Thanks. You are really strong.” He says drinking the juice in one swig, quite thirsty from the work out. “The others you trained, we’re they other wills, or mortals like me…or well, like what I use to be.” Danny asks.
“One is mortal, that would be Zato, who used his training to become the greatest assassin in the world after me. The other is Nagoriyuki, who is a vampire, almost half as ancient as me, who has only recently been released.”
“Wait, your were an assassin?” Danny asks, child-like awe flickering in his eyes. “That’s so cool”
Another glass of juice appears next to him, a glass of wine for Slayer “I do love training newbies to becoming powerful warriors. You might be my best yet.”
“Thanks. You are really strong.” He says drinking the juice in one swig, quite thirsty from the work out. “The others you trained, we’re they other wills, or mortals like me…or well, like what I use to be.” Danny asks.
“One is mortal, that would be Zato, who used his training to become the greatest assassin in the world after me. The other is Nagoriyuki, who is a vampire, almost half as ancient as me, who has only recently been released.”
“Wait, your were an assassin?” Danny asks, child-like awe flickering in his eyes. “That’s so cool”
He sips his wine before saying “The greatest in the world, but that was just a side job. It makes sense I was the best, when you can launch someone around the planet with one punch, you are considered quite strong.”
Dominition stares down at the valley. He teleports quickly to a spot on the outskirts, and adorns something similar to what he festival-goers are wearing. He walks up to one of the trees, which is crowded around by cultists, and pretends to bow in prayer in front of it. He rolls a vial into one of the roots, and it lets out a small poof. The base slightly withers, and Dominition walks away, teleporting back to his original position. He reaches into his pocket and brings out the fresh apple from earlier.
"Huh. *Wheeze* Still fresh. *wheeze*"
He decides to ty it. He bites into it and is filled with bliss, and for a moment, he regrets his actions. However, he shakes the feeling away, and then walks off.
"*wheeze*Probably shouldn't mess with many more Elder Wills. *wheeze*Heronidian has not been active in this world for a while, so it might be safe, but...*wheeze*"
*From Arch*
(slight correction, the God’s name is Herionidus. His follower and things related to him are called Herionidian. Also, fun fact, Herionidian people use different stats from humans!)
it takes a while for anyone to notice the withering of the tree’s roots. But when someone does, people freak out a bit. A fanatic of them approaches the tree, trying to heal it. They cast a greater restoration. Either way, most of them continue partying.
the fruit, when Dominition bites into it… it’s perfect. It’s, to put it simply, the best, most delicious thing that they have and will ever taste. Fruit from the valley of Herionidus… is irresistible, so unbelievably good that you almost wonder how you could have lived without it…
<Sorry about the typo>
<Wait did the greater restoration work? And did any of them eat an apple before?>
As Dominition walks away, he once again begins to regret his actions, but shakes away the feeling.
"*wheeze* stupid apple..."
Still, the bliss starts to come over him, and he barely stifles a laugh.
"*Wheeeeeheeheeheeze* GRAHH SHUT UP MEEEEEHEEHEE"
He pulls out the corrupted apple and shoves it down his throat. This stops the feeling as he regains his composure.
He sips his wine before saying “The greatest in the world, but that was just a side job. It makes sense I was the best, when you can launch someone around the planet with one punch, you are considered quite strong.”
“Thats so cool.” She whispers, before leaning closer a bit. “We’re you like a superhero assassin that took down bad guys, or were you like the super flashy villain who made good guys fear crossing you?” He asks, still very much a young teen in mindset with his questions.
He sips his wine before saying “The greatest in the world, but that was just a side job. It makes sense I was the best, when you can launch someone around the planet with one punch, you are considered quite strong.”
“Thats so cool.” She whispers, before leaning closer a bit. “We’re you like a superhero assassin that took down bad guys, or were you like the super flashy villain who made good guys fear crossing you?” He asks, still very much a young teen in mindset with his questions.
“I would say I’m a little bit of both, it really depending on how I feeling that day. Sometimes I was a villain no one could stop, other times bad people would just disappear.” He says, laughing to himself a little bit “The only people stronger than me could stop time and were the actual most powerful being in existence.”
Dominition stares down at the valley. He teleports quickly to a spot on the outskirts, and adorns something similar to what he festival-goers are wearing. He walks up to one of the trees, which is crowded around by cultists, and pretends to bow in prayer in front of it. He rolls a vial into one of the roots, and it lets out a small poof. The base slightly withers, and Dominition walks away, teleporting back to his original position. He reaches into his pocket and brings out the fresh apple from earlier.
"Huh. *Wheeze* Still fresh. *wheeze*"
He decides to ty it. He bites into it and is filled with bliss, and for a moment, he regrets his actions. However, he shakes the feeling away, and then walks off.
"*wheeze*Probably shouldn't mess with many more Elder Wills. *wheeze*Heronidian has not been active in this world for a while, so it might be safe, but...*wheeze*"
*From Arch*
(slight correction, the God’s name is Herionidus. His follower and things related to him are called Herionidian. Also, fun fact, Herionidian people use different stats from humans!)
it takes a while for anyone to notice the withering of the tree’s roots. But when someone does, people freak out a bit. A fanatic of them approaches the tree, trying to heal it. They cast a greater restoration. Either way, most of them continue partying.
the fruit, when Dominition bites into it… it’s perfect. It’s, to put it simply, the best, most delicious thing that they have and will ever taste. Fruit from the valley of Herionidus… is irresistible, so unbelievably good that you almost wonder how you could have lived without it…
<Sorry about the typo>
<Wait did the greater restoration work? And did any of them eat an apple before?>
As Dominition walks away, he once again begins to regret his actions, but shakes away the feeling.
"*wheeze* stupid apple..."
Still, the bliss starts to come over him, and he barely stifles a laugh.
"*Wheeeeeheeheeheeze* GRAHH SHUT UP MEEEEEHEEHEE"
He pulls out the corrupted apple and shoves it down his throat. This stops the feeling as he regains his composure.
"I no longer have qualms *wheeze*"
*From Arch*
(the restoration working is up to you if it works, and yeah, probably one or two eat it beforehand.)
He sips his wine before saying “The greatest in the world, but that was just a side job. It makes sense I was the best, when you can launch someone around the planet with one punch, you are considered quite strong.”
“Thats so cool.” She whispers, before leaning closer a bit. “We’re you like a superhero assassin that took down bad guys, or were you like the super flashy villain who made good guys fear crossing you?” He asks, still very much a young teen in mindset with his questions.
“I would say I’m a little bit of both, it really depending on how I feeling that day. Sometimes I was a villain no one could stop, other times bad people would just disappear.” He says, laughing to himself a little bit “The only people stronger than me could stop time and were the actual most powerful being in existence.”
“You fought against someone who can stop time, that sounds like it would be impossible.” Danny says. “Who else have you fought with, did any have any cool powers like us?”
Dominition stares down at the valley. He teleports quickly to a spot on the outskirts, and adorns something similar to what he festival-goers are wearing. He walks up to one of the trees, which is crowded around by cultists, and pretends to bow in prayer in front of it. He rolls a vial into one of the roots, and it lets out a small poof. The base slightly withers, and Dominition walks away, teleporting back to his original position. He reaches into his pocket and brings out the fresh apple from earlier.
"Huh. *Wheeze* Still fresh. *wheeze*"
He decides to ty it. He bites into it and is filled with bliss, and for a moment, he regrets his actions. However, he shakes the feeling away, and then walks off.
"*wheeze*Probably shouldn't mess with many more Elder Wills. *wheeze*Heronidian has not been active in this world for a while, so it might be safe, but...*wheeze*"
*From Arch*
(slight correction, the God’s name is Herionidus. His follower and things related to him are called Herionidian. Also, fun fact, Herionidian people use different stats from humans!)
it takes a while for anyone to notice the withering of the tree’s roots. But when someone does, people freak out a bit. A fanatic of them approaches the tree, trying to heal it. They cast a greater restoration. Either way, most of them continue partying.
the fruit, when Dominition bites into it… it’s perfect. It’s, to put it simply, the best, most delicious thing that they have and will ever taste. Fruit from the valley of Herionidus… is irresistible, so unbelievably good that you almost wonder how you could have lived without it…
<Sorry about the typo>
<Wait did the greater restoration work? And did any of them eat an apple before?>
As Dominition walks away, he once again begins to regret his actions, but shakes away the feeling.
"*wheeze* stupid apple..."
Still, the bliss starts to come over him, and he barely stifles a laugh.
"*Wheeeeeheeheeheeze* GRAHH SHUT UP MEEEEEHEEHEE"
He pulls out the corrupted apple and shoves it down his throat. This stops the feeling as he regains his composure.
"I no longer have qualms *wheeze*"
*From Arch*
(the restoration working is up to you if it works, and yeah, probably one or two eat it beforehand.)
<Alright>
Meanwhile, down in the valley...
Some of the festival-goers are noticing a strange phenomenon. Those who ate an apple from the corrupted tree are slightly pale (unnoticeable by most), and most organic matter they touch slightly shrivels... including other festival-goers, who are afflicted with a similar condition upon coming into contact with the plague. While the fanatic determines the greater restoration did, in fact, work (I'd call Dominition's plague a curse) those who ate from it while it was corrupted are sick with a plague, only contractible by plants. The fanatic does not know who was infected, leading to much worry.
He sips his wine before saying “The greatest in the world, but that was just a side job. It makes sense I was the best, when you can launch someone around the planet with one punch, you are considered quite strong.”
“Thats so cool.” She whispers, before leaning closer a bit. “We’re you like a superhero assassin that took down bad guys, or were you like the super flashy villain who made good guys fear crossing you?” He asks, still very much a young teen in mindset with his questions.
“I would say I’m a little bit of both, it really depending on how I feeling that day. Sometimes I was a villain no one could stop, other times bad people would just disappear.” He says, laughing to himself a little bit “The only people stronger than me could stop time and were the actual most powerful being in existence.”
“You fought against someone who can stop time, that sounds like it would be impossible.” Danny says. “Who else have you fought with, did any have any cool powers like us?”
“Someone who could literally control the reality around them. The only reason I beat them is because their own power is their only weakness. They stayed awake too long and died as a result.”
He sips his wine before saying “The greatest in the world, but that was just a side job. It makes sense I was the best, when you can launch someone around the planet with one punch, you are considered quite strong.”
“Thats so cool.” She whispers, before leaning closer a bit. “We’re you like a superhero assassin that took down bad guys, or were you like the super flashy villain who made good guys fear crossing you?” He asks, still very much a young teen in mindset with his questions.
“I would say I’m a little bit of both, it really depending on how I feeling that day. Sometimes I was a villain no one could stop, other times bad people would just disappear.” He says, laughing to himself a little bit “The only people stronger than me could stop time and were the actual most powerful being in existence.”
“You fought against someone who can stop time, that sounds like it would be impossible.” Danny says. “Who else have you fought with, did any have any cool powers like us?”
“Someone who could literally control the reality around them. The only reason I beat them is because their own power is their only weakness. They stayed awake too long and died as a result.”
“Woah, that’s wild. So they could be awake for a long time because of the overexertion?” Phantom asks curiously.
Some of the festival-goers are noticing a strange phenomenon. Those who ate an apple from the corrupted tree are slightly pale (unnoticeable by most), and most organic matter they touch slightly shrivels... including other festival-goers, who are afflicted with a similar condition upon coming into contact with the plague. While the fanatic determines the greater restoration did, in fact, work (I'd call Dominition's plague a curse) those who ate from it while it was corrupted are sick with a plague, only contractible by plants. The fanatic does not know who was infected, leading to much worry.
*From Arch*
At first, the Herionidians don’t notice much. But when it spreads? Mass panic. This entire cult is based off of feasts, and considering their feasts are of honey, fruits, and meats, the word spreads more quickly than the plague.
a sign from Dead Herionidus?
a curse from the terrible Demon Locust?
something worse? They all wonder. The party is over within the hour and people are avoiding each other. Anyone who seems to be cursed are treated by the fanatics, of which there are about 50 in this cult, who use greater restoration to try and cure them.
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“Oh, right. Got it.” He says as they continue. It takes him a bit, and getting knocked around a bit, before he starts to figure things out.
Slayer is being absolutely ruthless in the beating he is giving him, but he is giving advice the entire time, because he’s a good teacher. None of his attacks with real force behind them.
After a while, Phantom is exhausted but is better at defending himself from Slayer’s strikes, though his offense could still use work. He does get more comfortable using his ghostly powers to enhance his strikes.
After a while longer he stops, sitting back down “That’s enough training for today. You’ve progress quite fast indeed. Now you are very good using your undead abilities.”
“Thanks…” he says panting despite not needing to breathe. He would plop down on a chair as he changes back to his human form.
Another glass of juice appears next to him, a glass of wine for Slayer “I do love training newbies to becoming powerful warriors. You might be my best yet.”
*From Arch*
(slight correction, the God’s name is Herionidus. His follower and things related to him are called Herionidian. Also, fun fact, Herionidian people use different stats from humans!)
it takes a while for anyone to notice the withering of the tree’s roots. But when someone does, people freak out a bit. A fanatic of them approaches the tree, trying to heal it. They cast a greater restoration. Either way, most of them continue partying.
the fruit, when Dominition bites into it… it’s perfect. It’s, to put it simply, the best, most delicious thing that they have and will ever taste. Fruit from the valley of Herionidus… is irresistible, so unbelievably good that you almost wonder how you could have lived without it…
“Thanks. You are really strong.” He says drinking the juice in one swig, quite thirsty from the work out. “The others you trained, we’re they other wills, or mortals like me…or well, like what I use to be.” Danny asks.
“One is mortal, that would be Zato, who used his training to become the greatest assassin in the world after me. The other is Nagoriyuki, who is a vampire, almost half as ancient as me, who has only recently been released.”
“Wait, your were an assassin?” Danny asks, child-like awe flickering in his eyes. “That’s so cool”
He sips his wine before saying “The greatest in the world, but that was just a side job. It makes sense I was the best, when you can launch someone around the planet with one punch, you are considered quite strong.”
<Sorry about the typo>
<Wait did the greater restoration work? And did any of them eat an apple before?>
As Dominition walks away, he once again begins to regret his actions, but shakes away the feeling.
"*wheeze* stupid apple..."
Still, the bliss starts to come over him, and he barely stifles a laugh.
"*Wheeeeeheeheeheeze* GRAHH SHUT UP MEEEEEHEEHEE"
He pulls out the corrupted apple and shoves it down his throat. This stops the feeling as he regains his composure.
"I no longer have qualms *wheeze*"
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“Thats so cool.” She whispers, before leaning closer a bit. “We’re you like a superhero assassin that took down bad guys, or were you like the super flashy villain who made good guys fear crossing you?” He asks, still very much a young teen in mindset with his questions.
“I would say I’m a little bit of both, it really depending on how I feeling that day. Sometimes I was a villain no one could stop, other times bad people would just disappear.” He says, laughing to himself a little bit “The only people stronger than me could stop time and were the actual most powerful being in existence.”
*From Arch*
(the restoration working is up to you if it works, and yeah, probably one or two eat it beforehand.)
“You fought against someone who can stop time, that sounds like it would be impossible.” Danny says. “Who else have you fought with, did any have any cool powers like us?”
<Alright>
Meanwhile, down in the valley...
Some of the festival-goers are noticing a strange phenomenon. Those who ate an apple from the corrupted tree are slightly pale (unnoticeable by most), and most organic matter they touch slightly shrivels... including other festival-goers, who are afflicted with a similar condition upon coming into contact with the plague. While the fanatic determines the greater restoration did, in fact, work (I'd call Dominition's plague a curse) those who ate from it while it was corrupted are sick with a plague, only contractible by plants. The fanatic does not know who was infected, leading to much worry.
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“Someone who could literally control the reality around them. The only reason I beat them is because their own power is their only weakness. They stayed awake too long and died as a result.”
“Woah, that’s wild. So they could be awake for a long time because of the overexertion?” Phantom asks curiously.
*From Arch*
At first, the Herionidians don’t notice much. But when it spreads? Mass panic. This entire cult is based off of feasts, and considering their feasts are of honey, fruits, and meats, the word spreads more quickly than the plague.
a sign from Dead Herionidus?
a curse from the terrible Demon Locust?
something worse? They all wonder. The party is over within the hour and people are avoiding each other. Anyone who seems to be cursed are treated by the fanatics, of which there are about 50 in this cult, who use greater restoration to try and cure them.