the dome: a battleground for the gods!

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheTrueJester2 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheTrueJester2 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheTrueJester2 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheTrueJester2 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

 “Guess that makes sense, but I haven’t heard that saying before.”

 "Well that makes sense as well as it is of anything world. Jason is trying to sneak some sandwiches onto the grill as a surprise for you, don't tell him I told you.."

 “Awww, then why’d you tell me?” They get up, and start walking around the garden and exploring the place. I’m guessing shade probably follows.

 Shade follows, three parts of the garden for each familiar. One is obsidian dark, reminding of Shade himself.

 “Whats with the whole creepy dark part of the garden?”

 "This is the dark part of the garden, relating to both his soul and my impact on it."

 “Well what did you do to his soul then?” They say, walking around in the dark garden.

 "I am his familiar, I am bound to it."

 “Alright. So, did he make you with a spell? Sorry, I forgot if you told me your Origin story or anything, there’s a lot to keep track of.”

 “I am a child of the reaper, who is a great astral being. Jason summoned me and I am now bound to him.”

 “Were you willing?” They ask, slightly concerned.

 “Very much so, among my kind I am a wanderer, I seek to experience all there is to enjoy. Jason has given me that.”

 “Alright… that’s good. I’ve heard of people who use enchantment spells on these celestials or demons or whatever to bind them to their service, I think it sounds pretty mean.”

 “Well that does sound rather unpleasant for some, but no familiar is forced into service. We choose our masters, I had met Mr. Asono before he gained me as a familiar.”

 “Oh, well, how’d you guys meet?”

 “I was trapped in an astral space and in charge of keeping a golden scythe.”

 “Oh… and did he rescue you or something? Or steal the scythe?”

jylek and his father have been fighting for almost a whole day now. neither willing to back down, neither losing the strength to continue. their battle sends streaks of lightning and fire going off in all directions, the air around them shudders as it attempts to hold the massive magical power inside.

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheTrueJester2 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheTrueJester2 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheTrueJester2 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheTrueJester2 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

 “Guess that makes sense, but I haven’t heard that saying before.”

 "Well that makes sense as well as it is of anything world. Jason is trying to sneak some sandwiches onto the grill as a surprise for you, don't tell him I told you.."

 “Awww, then why’d you tell me?” They get up, and start walking around the garden and exploring the place. I’m guessing shade probably follows.

 Shade follows, three parts of the garden for each familiar. One is obsidian dark, reminding of Shade himself.

 “Whats with the whole creepy dark part of the garden?”

 "This is the dark part of the garden, relating to both his soul and my impact on it."

 “Well what did you do to his soul then?” They say, walking around in the dark garden.

 "I am his familiar, I am bound to it."

 “Alright. So, did he make you with a spell? Sorry, I forgot if you told me your Origin story or anything, there’s a lot to keep track of.”

 “I am a child of the reaper, who is a great astral being. Jason summoned me and I am now bound to him.”

 “Were you willing?” They ask, slightly concerned.

 “Very much so, among my kind I am a wanderer, I seek to experience all there is to enjoy. Jason has given me that.”

 “Alright… that’s good. I’ve heard of people who use enchantment spells on these celestials or demons or whatever to bind them to their service, I think it sounds pretty mean.”

 “Well that does sound rather unpleasant for some, but no familiar is forced into service. We choose our masters, I had met Mr. Asono before he gained me as a familiar.”

 “Oh, well, how’d you guys meet?”

 “I was trapped in an astral space and in charge of keeping a golden scythe.”

 “Oh… and did he rescue you or something? Or steal the scythe?”

 “He didn’t know about me, he was along bronze rank at the time. He was hired by a gold ranker to get the scythe.”

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

jylek and his father have been fighting for almost a whole day now. neither willing to back down, neither losing the strength to continue. their battle sends streaks of lightning and fire going off in all directions, the air around them shudders as it attempts to hold the massive magical power inside.

The area thunders Rag walks through a hole he tore in reality with his sheer strength and sees the fight, he walks over, covered in burns and obviously tired “Jylek! I’m back. I’m was so worried about you kiddo.” He doesn’t even looks at Jylek’s father “Are you okay?”

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

jylek and his father have been fighting for almost a whole day now. neither willing to back down, neither losing the strength to continue. their battle sends streaks of lightning and fire going off in all directions, the air around them shudders as it attempts to hold the massive magical power inside.

 Lonely, from about 300 feet away, is scrambling to avoid the lightning bolts while cheering for Jylek’s father.

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

jylek and his father have been fighting for almost a whole day now. neither willing to back down, neither losing the strength to continue. their battle sends streaks of lightning and fire going off in all directions, the air around them shudders as it attempts to hold the massive magical power inside.

The area thunders Rag walks through a hole he tore in reality with his sheer strength and sees the fight, he walks over, covered in burns and obviously tired “Jylek! I’m back. I’m was so worried about you kiddo.” He doesn’t even looks at Jylek’s father “Are you okay?”

 jylek whips his head to face rag and his father sees his chance. he kicks jylek hand that holds his sword and sends a thunderclap that throws the sword from his grip. then he grabs jylek by the throat and you see jyleks body convulse as his eyes grow dark, he slumps in his fathers grip as his father sighs with pleasure while jylek's energy is drained fully.

then he tosses jylek's shrunken form, now wearing only a tattered and bloody white shirt and plain black shorts, to the ground and disappears in a flash.

jylek groans and attempts to prop himself up on an arm, but falls quickly finding no strength.

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheTrueJester2 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheTrueJester2 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheTrueJester2 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Quote from TheTrueJester2 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

 “Guess that makes sense, but I haven’t heard that saying before.”

 "Well that makes sense as well as it is of anything world. Jason is trying to sneak some sandwiches onto the grill as a surprise for you, don't tell him I told you.."

 “Awww, then why’d you tell me?” They get up, and start walking around the garden and exploring the place. I’m guessing shade probably follows.

 Shade follows, three parts of the garden for each familiar. One is obsidian dark, reminding of Shade himself.

 “Whats with the whole creepy dark part of the garden?”

 "This is the dark part of the garden, relating to both his soul and my impact on it."

 “Well what did you do to his soul then?” They say, walking around in the dark garden.

 "I am his familiar, I am bound to it."

 “Alright. So, did he make you with a spell? Sorry, I forgot if you told me your Origin story or anything, there’s a lot to keep track of.”

 “I am a child of the reaper, who is a great astral being. Jason summoned me and I am now bound to him.”

 “Were you willing?” They ask, slightly concerned.

 “Very much so, among my kind I am a wanderer, I seek to experience all there is to enjoy. Jason has given me that.”

 “Alright… that’s good. I’ve heard of people who use enchantment spells on these celestials or demons or whatever to bind them to their service, I think it sounds pretty mean.”

 “Well that does sound rather unpleasant for some, but no familiar is forced into service. We choose our masters, I had met Mr. Asono before he gained me as a familiar.”

 “Oh, well, how’d you guys meet?”

 “I was trapped in an astral space and in charge of keeping a golden scythe.”

 “Oh… and did he rescue you or something? Or steal the scythe?”

 “He didn’t know about me, he was along bronze rank at the time. He was hired by a gold ranker to get the scythe.”

 “Why’d the gold ranker want to have the scythe?”

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

jylek and his father have been fighting for almost a whole day now. neither willing to back down, neither losing the strength to continue. their battle sends streaks of lightning and fire going off in all directions, the air around them shudders as it attempts to hold the massive magical power inside.

The area thunders Rag walks through a hole he tore in reality with his sheer strength and sees the fight, he walks over, covered in burns and obviously tired “Jylek! I’m back. I’m was so worried about you kiddo.” He doesn’t even looks at Jylek’s father “Are you okay?”

 jylek whips his head to face rag and his father sees his chance. he kicks jylek hand that holds his sword and sends a thunderclap that throws the sword from his grip. then he grabs jylek by the throat and you see jyleks body convulse as his eyes grow dark, he slumps in his fathers grip as his father sighs with pleasure while jylek's energy is drained fully.

then he tosses jylek's shrunken form, now wearing only a tattered and bloody white shirt and plain black shorts, to the ground and disappears in a flash.

jylek groans and attempts to prop himself up on an arm, but falls quickly finding no strength.

 Rag picks up Jylek in a princess carry, holding him in his arms “I am so sorry I distracted you from your battle. Whoever that man is he is going to die. Don’t you try to convince me otherwise, I will kill him and throw his mangled corpse into the abyss.” His hands shine with a golden glow, healing 100hp.

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

 “Why’d the gold ranker want to have the scythe?”

 “He was a treasure hunter, the golden scythe was a treasure.”

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

jylek and his father have been fighting for almost a whole day now. neither willing to back down, neither losing the strength to continue. their battle sends streaks of lightning and fire going off in all directions, the air around them shudders as it attempts to hold the massive magical power inside.

The area thunders Rag walks through a hole he tore in reality with his sheer strength and sees the fight, he walks over, covered in burns and obviously tired “Jylek! I’m back. I’m was so worried about you kiddo.” He doesn’t even looks at Jylek’s father “Are you okay?”

 jylek whips his head to face rag and his father sees his chance. he kicks jylek hand that holds his sword and sends a thunderclap that throws the sword from his grip. then he grabs jylek by the throat and you see jyleks body convulse as his eyes grow dark, he slumps in his fathers grip as his father sighs with pleasure while jylek's energy is drained fully.

then he tosses jylek's shrunken form, now wearing only a tattered and bloody white shirt and plain black shorts, to the ground and disappears in a flash.

jylek groans and attempts to prop himself up on an arm, but falls quickly finding no strength.

 Rag picks up Jylek in a princess carry, holding him in his arms “I am so sorry I distracted you from your battle. Whoever that man is he is going to die. Don’t you try to convince me otherwise, I will kill him and throw his mangled corpse into the abyss.” His hands shine with a golden glow, healing 100hp.

 the healing seems to do nothing for jylek's ragged breathing. his eyes barely show recognition. "r-rag...?" he whispers, his voice ragged. he leans into the giants chest and his breeathing seems to slow down. he holds out a hand and a flash of light carries his sword to him. he places it in yours whispering "father? i-i'm scared..." he looks up into your eyes with fear, but also a heavy determination "but i know... you avenge me... you are strong..." his breathing weakens as he shuts his eyes again.

Lonely is cheering for what they hope will be Jylek’s death. They’re doing a celebratory dance.

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Lonely is cheering for what they hope will be Jylek’s death. They’re doing a celebratory dance.

 (oof XD though i guess they deserve that)

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

jylek and his father have been fighting for almost a whole day now. neither willing to back down, neither losing the strength to continue. their battle sends streaks of lightning and fire going off in all directions, the air around them shudders as it attempts to hold the massive magical power inside.

The area thunders Rag walks through a hole he tore in reality with his sheer strength and sees the fight, he walks over, covered in burns and obviously tired “Jylek! I’m back. I’m was so worried about you kiddo.” He doesn’t even looks at Jylek’s father “Are you okay?”

 jylek whips his head to face rag and his father sees his chance. he kicks jylek hand that holds his sword and sends a thunderclap that throws the sword from his grip. then he grabs jylek by the throat and you see jyleks body convulse as his eyes grow dark, he slumps in his fathers grip as his father sighs with pleasure while jylek's energy is drained fully.

then he tosses jylek's shrunken form, now wearing only a tattered and bloody white shirt and plain black shorts, to the ground and disappears in a flash.

jylek groans and attempts to prop himself up on an arm, but falls quickly finding no strength.

 Rag picks up Jylek in a princess carry, holding him in his arms “I am so sorry I distracted you from your battle. Whoever that man is he is going to die. Don’t you try to convince me otherwise, I will kill him and throw his mangled corpse into the abyss.” His hands shine with a golden glow, healing 100hp.

 the healing seems to do nothing for jylek's ragged breathing. his eyes barely show recognition. "r-rag...?" he whispers, his voice ragged. he leans into the giants chest and his breeathing seems to slow down. he holds out a hand and a flash of light carries his sword to him. he places it in yours whispering "father? i-i'm scared..." he looks up into your eyes with fear, but also a heavy determination "but i know... you avenge me... you are strong..." his breathing weakens as he shuts his eyes again.

 He begins to cry, the tears seeming heavy on his cheeks “I know your scared son, your father will protect you, this won’t happen again. I promise you.” He holds him as tight as he can without hurting him “Rest now son.” He lays out a bed roll and places him down onto it, making sure to keep it at a comfortable warmth. He then sits there as he rests, never taking his eyes off of him as his eyes begin to fill with rage and hatred.

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Lonely is cheering for what they hope will be Jylek’s death. They’re doing a celebratory dance.

 Rag turns to Lonely, immense rage evident in their eyes “Lonely.” He says coldly “Quiet.”

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

jylek and his father have been fighting for almost a whole day now. neither willing to back down, neither losing the strength to continue. their battle sends streaks of lightning and fire going off in all directions, the air around them shudders as it attempts to hold the massive magical power inside.

The area thunders Rag walks through a hole he tore in reality with his sheer strength and sees the fight, he walks over, covered in burns and obviously tired “Jylek! I’m back. I’m was so worried about you kiddo.” He doesn’t even looks at Jylek’s father “Are you okay?”

 jylek whips his head to face rag and his father sees his chance. he kicks jylek hand that holds his sword and sends a thunderclap that throws the sword from his grip. then he grabs jylek by the throat and you see jyleks body convulse as his eyes grow dark, he slumps in his fathers grip as his father sighs with pleasure while jylek's energy is drained fully.

then he tosses jylek's shrunken form, now wearing only a tattered and bloody white shirt and plain black shorts, to the ground and disappears in a flash.

jylek groans and attempts to prop himself up on an arm, but falls quickly finding no strength.

 Rag picks up Jylek in a princess carry, holding him in his arms “I am so sorry I distracted you from your battle. Whoever that man is he is going to die. Don’t you try to convince me otherwise, I will kill him and throw his mangled corpse into the abyss.” His hands shine with a golden glow, healing 100hp.

 the healing seems to do nothing for jylek's ragged breathing. his eyes barely show recognition. "r-rag...?" he whispers, his voice ragged. he leans into the giants chest and his breeathing seems to slow down. he holds out a hand and a flash of light carries his sword to him. he places it in yours whispering "father? i-i'm scared..." he looks up into your eyes with fear, but also a heavy determination "but i know... you avenge me... you are strong..." his breathing weakens as he shuts his eyes again.

 He begins to cry, the tears seeming heavy on his cheeks “I know your scared son, your father will protect you, this won’t happen again. I promise you.” He holds him as tight as he can without hurting him “Rest now son.” He lays out a bed roll and places him down onto it, making sure to keep it at a comfortable warmth. He then sits there as he rests, never taking his eyes off of him as his eyes begin to fill with rage and hatred.

 the boy's breathing slows further. he reaches over and grips the sword then holds it out "please... take... it...." he can barely raise it from the ground, and it seems the size of a small stick in your palm.

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

jylek and his father have been fighting for almost a whole day now. neither willing to back down, neither losing the strength to continue. their battle sends streaks of lightning and fire going off in all directions, the air around them shudders as it attempts to hold the massive magical power inside.

The area thunders Rag walks through a hole he tore in reality with his sheer strength and sees the fight, he walks over, covered in burns and obviously tired “Jylek! I’m back. I’m was so worried about you kiddo.” He doesn’t even looks at Jylek’s father “Are you okay?”

 jylek whips his head to face rag and his father sees his chance. he kicks jylek hand that holds his sword and sends a thunderclap that throws the sword from his grip. then he grabs jylek by the throat and you see jyleks body convulse as his eyes grow dark, he slumps in his fathers grip as his father sighs with pleasure while jylek's energy is drained fully.

then he tosses jylek's shrunken form, now wearing only a tattered and bloody white shirt and plain black shorts, to the ground and disappears in a flash.

jylek groans and attempts to prop himself up on an arm, but falls quickly finding no strength.

 Rag picks up Jylek in a princess carry, holding him in his arms “I am so sorry I distracted you from your battle. Whoever that man is he is going to die. Don’t you try to convince me otherwise, I will kill him and throw his mangled corpse into the abyss.” His hands shine with a golden glow, healing 100hp.

 the healing seems to do nothing for jylek's ragged breathing. his eyes barely show recognition. "r-rag...?" he whispers, his voice ragged. he leans into the giants chest and his breeathing seems to slow down. he holds out a hand and a flash of light carries his sword to him. he places it in yours whispering "father? i-i'm scared..." he looks up into your eyes with fear, but also a heavy determination "but i know... you avenge me... you are strong..." his breathing weakens as he shuts his eyes again.

 He begins to cry, the tears seeming heavy on his cheeks “I know your scared son, your father will protect you, this won’t happen again. I promise you.” He holds him as tight as he can without hurting him “Rest now son.” He lays out a bed roll and places him down onto it, making sure to keep it at a comfortable warmth. He then sits there as he rests, never taking his eyes off of him as his eyes begin to fill with rage and hatred.

 the boy's breathing slows further. he reaches over and grips the sword then holds it out "please... take... it...." he can barely raise it from the ground, and it seems the size of a small stick in your palm.

 He takes the sword placing it at his side “Do not strain yourself son.” He places a blanket over Jylek’s body “Just rest, rest and know your father will handle it all.”

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

jylek and his father have been fighting for almost a whole day now. neither willing to back down, neither losing the strength to continue. their battle sends streaks of lightning and fire going off in all directions, the air around them shudders as it attempts to hold the massive magical power inside.

The area thunders Rag walks through a hole he tore in reality with his sheer strength and sees the fight, he walks over, covered in burns and obviously tired “Jylek! I’m back. I’m was so worried about you kiddo.” He doesn’t even looks at Jylek’s father “Are you okay?”

 jylek whips his head to face rag and his father sees his chance. he kicks jylek hand that holds his sword and sends a thunderclap that throws the sword from his grip. then he grabs jylek by the throat and you see jyleks body convulse as his eyes grow dark, he slumps in his fathers grip as his father sighs with pleasure while jylek's energy is drained fully.

then he tosses jylek's shrunken form, now wearing only a tattered and bloody white shirt and plain black shorts, to the ground and disappears in a flash.

jylek groans and attempts to prop himself up on an arm, but falls quickly finding no strength.

 Rag picks up Jylek in a princess carry, holding him in his arms “I am so sorry I distracted you from your battle. Whoever that man is he is going to die. Don’t you try to convince me otherwise, I will kill him and throw his mangled corpse into the abyss.” His hands shine with a golden glow, healing 100hp.

 the healing seems to do nothing for jylek's ragged breathing. his eyes barely show recognition. "r-rag...?" he whispers, his voice ragged. he leans into the giants chest and his breeathing seems to slow down. he holds out a hand and a flash of light carries his sword to him. he places it in yours whispering "father? i-i'm scared..." he looks up into your eyes with fear, but also a heavy determination "but i know... you avenge me... you are strong..." his breathing weakens as he shuts his eyes again.

 He begins to cry, the tears seeming heavy on his cheeks “I know your scared son, your father will protect you, this won’t happen again. I promise you.” He holds him as tight as he can without hurting him “Rest now son.” He lays out a bed roll and places him down onto it, making sure to keep it at a comfortable warmth. He then sits there as he rests, never taking his eyes off of him as his eyes begin to fill with rage and hatred.

 the boy's breathing slows further. he reaches over and grips the sword then holds it out "please... take... it...." he can barely raise it from the ground, and it seems the size of a small stick in your palm.

 He takes the sword placing it at his side “Do not strain yourself son.” He places a blanket over Jylek’s body “Just rest, rest and know your father will handle it all.”

 as soon as your hand rests on the sword it grows, shifting and forming into a battle axe just right for you. jylek sighs in relief and shuts his eyes "y-yes... i wil... rest... now...." his voice fades at the last word and he lets out a small breath. then his body fades and burst into dust on the bedroll, floating away on the breeze.

as soon as he dies. you feel a tingle from the sword and an emotion of bitter sadness erupts in your mind from it. you can tell it is mourning the loss of it's master. you can also feel the rage like a burning flame within it awaiting revenge.

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from TheFriendlyArchfey >>

Lonely is cheering for what they hope will be Jylek’s death. They’re doing a celebratory dance.

 Rag turns to Lonely, immense rage evident in their eyes “Lonely.” He says coldly “Quiet.”

 “NO! THEY TRIED TO KILL ME! I am happy they’re dying, they deserve it!“ they snap back.

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

jylek and his father have been fighting for almost a whole day now. neither willing to back down, neither losing the strength to continue. their battle sends streaks of lightning and fire going off in all directions, the air around them shudders as it attempts to hold the massive magical power inside.

The area thunders Rag walks through a hole he tore in reality with his sheer strength and sees the fight, he walks over, covered in burns and obviously tired “Jylek! I’m back. I’m was so worried about you kiddo.” He doesn’t even looks at Jylek’s father “Are you okay?”

 jylek whips his head to face rag and his father sees his chance. he kicks jylek hand that holds his sword and sends a thunderclap that throws the sword from his grip. then he grabs jylek by the throat and you see jyleks body convulse as his eyes grow dark, he slumps in his fathers grip as his father sighs with pleasure while jylek's energy is drained fully.

then he tosses jylek's shrunken form, now wearing only a tattered and bloody white shirt and plain black shorts, to the ground and disappears in a flash.

jylek groans and attempts to prop himself up on an arm, but falls quickly finding no strength.

 Rag picks up Jylek in a princess carry, holding him in his arms “I am so sorry I distracted you from your battle. Whoever that man is he is going to die. Don’t you try to convince me otherwise, I will kill him and throw his mangled corpse into the abyss.” His hands shine with a golden glow, healing 100hp.

 the healing seems to do nothing for jylek's ragged breathing. his eyes barely show recognition. "r-rag...?" he whispers, his voice ragged. he leans into the giants chest and his breeathing seems to slow down. he holds out a hand and a flash of light carries his sword to him. he places it in yours whispering "father? i-i'm scared..." he looks up into your eyes with fear, but also a heavy determination "but i know... you avenge me... you are strong..." his breathing weakens as he shuts his eyes again.

 He begins to cry, the tears seeming heavy on his cheeks “I know your scared son, your father will protect you, this won’t happen again. I promise you.” He holds him as tight as he can without hurting him “Rest now son.” He lays out a bed roll and places him down onto it, making sure to keep it at a comfortable warmth. He then sits there as he rests, never taking his eyes off of him as his eyes begin to fill with rage and hatred.

 the boy's breathing slows further. he reaches over and grips the sword then holds it out "please... take... it...." he can barely raise it from the ground, and it seems the size of a small stick in your palm.

 He takes the sword placing it at his side “Do not strain yourself son.” He places a blanket over Jylek’s body “Just rest, rest and know your father will handle it all.”

 as soon as your hand rests on the sword it grows, shifting and forming into a battle axe just right for you. jylek sighs in relief and shuts his eyes "y-yes... i wil... rest... now...." his voice fades at the last word and he lets out a small breath. then his body fades and burst into dust on the bedroll, floating away on the breeze.

as soon as he dies. you feel a tingle from the sword and an emotion of bitter sadness erupts in your mind from it. you can tell it is mourning the loss of it's master. you can also feel the rage like a burning flame within it awaiting revenge.

 Rag begins to cry, loud and full of rage as the yelling tears fill the dome. He falls to the ground, the dirt around him melting as the earthquakes. He is a state of rage, neither cold nor hot, the rage of a father that has lost the one he loves, and he simply screams. Geysers of magma  erupt out of the ground and lightning explodes from the sky as he does so, the very world reacting to the rage of this one man. He eventually goes into a state of mindless rage, unmoving, and yet a monster of catastrophe waiting to be unleashed.

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

Quote from DemonSlayer500 >>

Quote from Jylek_whiteshield >>

jylek and his father have been fighting for almost a whole day now. neither willing to back down, neither losing the strength to continue. their battle sends streaks of lightning and fire going off in all directions, the air around them shudders as it attempts to hold the massive magical power inside.

The area thunders Rag walks through a hole he tore in reality with his sheer strength and sees the fight, he walks over, covered in burns and obviously tired “Jylek! I’m back. I’m was so worried about you kiddo.” He doesn’t even looks at Jylek’s father “Are you okay?”

 jylek whips his head to face rag and his father sees his chance. he kicks jylek hand that holds his sword and sends a thunderclap that throws the sword from his grip. then he grabs jylek by the throat and you see jyleks body convulse as his eyes grow dark, he slumps in his fathers grip as his father sighs with pleasure while jylek's energy is drained fully.

then he tosses jylek's shrunken form, now wearing only a tattered and bloody white shirt and plain black shorts, to the ground and disappears in a flash.

jylek groans and attempts to prop himself up on an arm, but falls quickly finding no strength.

 Rag picks up Jylek in a princess carry, holding him in his arms “I am so sorry I distracted you from your battle. Whoever that man is he is going to die. Don’t you try to convince me otherwise, I will kill him and throw his mangled corpse into the abyss.” His hands shine with a golden glow, healing 100hp.

 the healing seems to do nothing for jylek's ragged breathing. his eyes barely show recognition. "r-rag...?" he whispers, his voice ragged. he leans into the giants chest and his breeathing seems to slow down. he holds out a hand and a flash of light carries his sword to him. he places it in yours whispering "father? i-i'm scared..." he looks up into your eyes with fear, but also a heavy determination "but i know... you avenge me... you are strong..." his breathing weakens as he shuts his eyes again.

 He begins to cry, the tears seeming heavy on his cheeks “I know your scared son, your father will protect you, this won’t happen again. I promise you.” He holds him as tight as he can without hurting him “Rest now son.” He lays out a bed roll and places him down onto it, making sure to keep it at a comfortable warmth. He then sits there as he rests, never taking his eyes off of him as his eyes begin to fill with rage and hatred.

 the boy's breathing slows further. he reaches over and grips the sword then holds it out "please... take... it...." he can barely raise it from the ground, and it seems the size of a small stick in your palm.

 He takes the sword placing it at his side “Do not strain yourself son.” He places a blanket over Jylek’s body “Just rest, rest and know your father will handle it all.”

 as soon as your hand rests on the sword it grows, shifting and forming into a battle axe just right for you. jylek sighs in relief and shuts his eyes "y-yes... i wil... rest... now...." his voice fades at the last word and he lets out a small breath. then his body fades and burst into dust on the bedroll, floating away on the breeze.

as soon as he dies. you feel a tingle from the sword and an emotion of bitter sadness erupts in your mind from it. you can tell it is mourning the loss of it's master. you can also feel the rage like a burning flame within it awaiting revenge.

 Rag begins to cry, loud and full of rage as the yelling tears fill the dome. He falls to the ground, the dirt around him melting as the earthquakes. He is a state of rage, neither cold nor hot, the rage of a father that has lost the one he loves, and he simply screams. Geysers of magma  erupt out of the ground and lightning explodes from the sky as he does so, the very world reacting to the rage of this one man. He eventually goes into a state of mindless rage, unmoving, and yet a monster of catastrophe waiting to be unleashed.

 the axe still in your hand seems to burn with you. filling you with energy and power. and glowing red hot and bursting into flames.