Princess of Massacre || Rebellion

Princess of Massacre || Rebellion

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Corruption and Evil pollutes the land as the woman once known as the Princess of Massacre leads a band of heroes in a task to bring a new era upon the continent of Jeildea.

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Introduction

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It is the year 800, and the day of New Years is celebrated with an uncommon amount of zeal among the citizens of the continent of Jeildea. The power that freedom has over the hearts of men is a fascinating thing, and that single night a young woman was brutally murdered at her own sister's wedding will forever be remembered as the joyous liberation of the nation. Now this day is looked forward to is a sickly night of festivities to commentate the "Death of the Princess of Massacre".

The Princess of Massacre was the most feared warrior throughout the continent, and possibly the world, save for a rare few, quake in fear at the mere mention of her name or deeds. Over a period of almost two decades, mountains of corpses have all met their end to the Princess's cold steel as she dominated the battlefields. Far less live to tell their tales of facing such a demon. To those that get the chance to know her, she was a loyal friend and an unrivaled fighter who would fight until she had obliterated all threats to what she cherished and cared for immensely. To those unable to understand her, she was a sadistic, unstable killer who wished to revel in the blood of the fallen.

The majority of the world was the latter. As a result, the infamous Princess was put down by her own people due to their uncontrollable fear if she ascended to the throne. As any person would think, all was well.

Irritatingly, fate had other plans.

Yes...the Princess of Massacre is very much alive. Due to the efforts made by a close friend and guardian she has lived to this day. It came all at the price of a contract made to a young devil and spirit, unmention and unnamed. Unfortunately, contracts don't come without a price. Her own memories, her skill and prowess in combat, and all recognition of her dear friend were forfeit in exchange for her continued existence. Even so, the devil found it difficult to contain such raw power and was forced to scatter it in fragments across the land in the form of black feathers.

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Upon her awakening, she would discover that news of her survival and weakened state hadn't been kept quiet from the leaders of the nations. A hunt for the Princess of Massacre began. However the very disappearance of the Princess has left many left in the dark on edge, wondering if she would return to continue her bloody path. Since her 'death', crime has gone up, nations have fallen to corruption where the future is hoping to see the light of the next day.

Three long years pass. To the people of this land, hope is a foreign word.

The Plot
Constantly on the run, the Princess of Massacre is currently traveling with a group of new allies she has made over the years. In this short span of time and to this day, they have been collecting her black feathers so that she may return to her former self and in the process preforming small acts of rebellion against the corruption that has taken hold of the land.

In this land, Demons, Angels, Spirits, and other supernatural creatures rarely make their appearance. There are rare cases, such as the devil and spirit who now travel with the Princess to recover from a complex ritual. It seems they have taken a particular interest with the young woman as well.

Right now, the Princess must find a way to restore peace and justice to this land, while simultaneously avoiding capture and return to her former state. However, with each feather collected she is beginning to doubt if she is really suited to the task. Could she really bring the people of the land what they hoped for when all she was, and would return to, is a vicious killer?

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The Continent of Jeildae is home to three nations each unique to their customs, beliefs, and culture.

Jin: A oriental nation shaped around customs of tradition and honor. They are the only nation to practice the use of magic in it's daily life. However, magic is not a gift given to the people of Jin. Through the discovery of relics, magic is able to be harnessed and focused. Much of Jeildea's beginnings can be traced back to them.

They believe that the old ways of respect and tradition are the absolute rule and must be abided. It's citizens are pleasant, yet reserved. Gender roles were at first restrictive, but in recent years it has slackened immensely.

Many cities are a mix of the new modern and old of the orient.

Unfortunately, this nation is on rather shaky terms with Irelia and rather neutral toward the nation of Airen.

Irelia: Out of the three, Irelia dominates in their use of technological advances. A huge urban nation of science is what they are. They are also the First Nation to completely modernize itself. They are feared for their dangerous arsenal of weapons. They are largely capitalist and quite liberal. Also famous for their extensive black market.

Airen: In the militaristic nation of Airen, mercenaries, bounty hunters, assassins, and all manner of low lives are being trained. From birth, each citizen is to understand that if you wish to make something of yourself you will need to climb the ranks first. Stolen relics and tech can be found littered across Airen and in the hands of it's capable killers.

All three countries have fallen into disarray under new leadership and are currently united under the name of the Jeildea Republic and the Black Empress, AKA the Princess of Massacre's sister.

Demons/Devil || Creatures of hell that feed and collect souls that are considered 'evil'. Not much is known about them save for the fact their leader and ruler is the Great Satan. All of his children are given the title of devil. Demons and Devils are forbidden from crossing to the Overworld unless certain circumstances are at hand. Those usually found on the Overworld are there as punishment.

Spirits || A very rare race. They are embodiments of certain traits. Rarer cases are those of the deceased unable to pass on. Most spirits that people encounter are embodiments of evil that range from mischief to pure evil. There is a rumor that by bring all seven embodiments of evil together will result in the creation of the Great Evil.

Other supernatural creatures inhabit the land, but very rarely will they make their appearance. PM if you wish to play an inhuman character.

Variants || Variants are Weapons combined with Irelian tech. The result is a multi-purpose weapon capable of changing forms at the wielders command. They are extremely rare and extremely difficult to craft. Cheaper, amateur version can be found throughout Irelia, but everyone wants a true variant. In order to wield a weapon such as this at all also requires much combat experience and skill.

Feathers || Fragments of memory and power of the PoM. They are scattered everywhere throughout the land. If a normal person were to come by one they would experience an extreme boost in fighting capabilities. It works this way for everyone, anyone can absorb the power residing in these feathers. Furthermore negative feelings skyrocket in the user as well, often leading to violence.

Characters

For now we shall start with four males and four females. 1 male and 1 female must take the role of the devil and the spirit.

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1st Rule: Do READ | It's a simple rule. Rules exist so they can be read and the GM would not place them if they were not expecting for you people to read it. In addition, they are placed to maintain a semblance or order and to ensure the continuous flow of the role-play. I also reserved the right to expel anyone who would disobey the listed rules.

2nd Rule: Dedication | We all have lives and we need to live in them. So, I don't think it would be too much to expect to post twice a week, if life still gets in the way. I would ask for you to notify me. It would be troublesome for anyone to keep on waiting when it's a fact you can't come, right? This way we could work around your character and if you think you can't be part of the role-play anymore, please tell me. That way, I could remove your role or have someone else fill in the shoes.

3rd Rule: Literacy | This is a literate role=play. If you believe that you are unable to make a single proper sentence, please do not join. This is an advance role-play, so I would be expecting proper grammar and spelling and even a bit of allegory. But, this is a role=play to hone one's writing ability and skills. Sp, if you need help in any, I won't bite! I'm pretty sure the others will be willing to help as well.

4th Rule: Characters | The characters will be based on the sheets which will be passed and accepted. I would like to plead my case to refrain from making a mary-sue/gary-stu character. Yes, if you that tendency, please refrain from joining or this will be time to try another kind of character creation. It will be a great experience, believe me! So, go ahead and get wild and creative with your character. Plus, the character images are to be made with anime images. I do not like living people images for this specific role-play.

**PM if you wish to play the Devil(M) or the Spirit(F). I have information to give on them.

5th Rule: Reservations | Yes, there will be reservations but they're not set in stone. This is not a first-come or first-serve thing. If someone would like the gender you like, they can have the chance to reserve for it as well. There will be a maximum of two people per role for reservations. Plus, this will only last for 24 hours only. If you need more time, just let me know and I'll give you another extra 24 days making it 2 days! Also, when reserving a character, please let me know the gender of your character. And just for a good measure I know you read it all, post your favorite kind of sweet.

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Character Portrait: Kachinonai Aku Character Portrait: Agrona Caedwyn Character Portrait: Lyon Kazuto Character Portrait: Audona Aislinn Caoimhe Character Portrait: Adrienne M. Adamantis Character Portrait: Vern Baralli Character Portrait: Aglaeca Nero Character Portrait: Lu Fei and Shi Xin

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"Everyone prepare to leave in fifteen. Vern and Lyon, come with me." Agleacea held himself back from groaning with disappointment. Hardly anything came for him to actually have fun, and now she was going to hunt without him? There were souls, and he could sense it, a more primitive, demonic instinct to consume them, leaving them in darkness. Still, he held back the desire to destroy, and simply nodded, shooting a curious look at the kelpie. It never seemed to like it when the both of them were there, but most people didn’t, anyway. He was somewhat used to being hated and shied away from, so he stepped back, leaving the kelpie alone to her own private space.

“Be back soon!” He called after them as the princess went into the forest, along with Vern and Lyon. “Geez… and it was such a perfect opportunity to get my breakfast too…” he muttered under his breath as he looked at the forest. He could vaguely sense their souls, though they were different, somewhat. It was odd, but they didn’t feel like normal humans, or sinners by the looks of it. There was something off about them, like they were made that way, but again he might be too paranoid about it.

"So the Princess enters the dark woods with two men all on her lonesome, my, oh my, I can only imagine the sheer horror of a little Princess running around."
Aku spoke then, snapping him out of his thoughts, as he fixed his bright purple orbs on the crippled man, a mischievous smile dancing on his lips.“So… do you want to go after her on that horse thing? Because I am going in there, all right.” he asked, shooting a meaningful look at the kelpie. It would be rather funny to see how Audona reacts to that after all, a bit of amusement for him. Still the uneasy feeling nagged at him, and his curiosity to finding a new type of soul was far too much. “Yep, I’m going after them.” He said, again, as if testing and confirming that statement, before running off in all his demonic speed, like a child who was out to play. It would be fun watching them fight, and even joining in if he wanted to, the perfect thing for a morning exercise. If he was lucky, he might even get to eat the souls too. At least, that was what he thought when he tree almost fell on him.

“Whaa?!” He yelped, nimbly dodging aside as he grabbed the trunk and lifted it up, no problem at all. He could already see Adrienne’s silver hair, her back facing him along with Vern. Lyon was probably hidden somewhere, being the cautious person he was, and Aglaeca scanned the surroundings one last time, before focusing his attention on the enemies, one of which was pointing a weapon at the princess. A variant. The skill the boy was able to wield them with was brilliant, his actions almost perfect as he attacked, looking like a dance. Too perfect. It almost made him feel uneasy, but there were more serious things at hand.

“Hey Adrienne, Vern! You guys okay?” He called out, carefully leaving lyon’s name out in case they hadn’t noticed the man just yet. Though he was sure that they could dodge it, he still held the tree, ready to hurl it in case the princess or his companion can’t dodge the blows.

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On mere instinct Adrienne wove through the oncoming projectiles, variant or not, hurled towards her. Sakuradite manipulation was to be expected of from human variants. In the last few seconds, a switched had been tripped and from the deepest recesses of her mind a monstrous beast roared it's release. Muscles snapped to life to evade the sudden offensive by the variant called Fei, spinning beneath the staff and back up with a back ended kick aimed towards his chin. At this close proximity she wasted no time in dispatching her opponent. With the hilt of her own variant, Adrienne released a bone crushing jab towards his abdomen and propelled herself backwards away from any retaliation. Her motions were neither graceful nor unpolished, it was a raw kind of grace, unpredictable and powerful.

From the corner of her peripheral vision Vern's hair stood out like a vivid flame. "Vern take over here." Then she was tearing after the female variant Xin with inhuman speed to match. The girl's radiant beam lingered in her mind. It was a challenge to the Princess of Massacre, but vaguely it seemed like a reminder to continue an old game. To finish what had been started. It was relentlessly preying at her mind. This memory. The girl taunted her once again, it was all futile. She would not respond to petty trifles such as those, never again. An inhuman snarl resounded from her own throat and she was lunging at her prey. How enjoyable it would be the see her companion's face as she disassembled this doll of Irelian technology joint by joint.

Still something was off. That something made it's appearance in the form of a shadowy mass of claws and teeth. The form shot out from the underbrush like a bullet, finding it's mark in the Princess's side, and dragging the both of them away from the ensuing chaos. Through the brush and down the muddy, earthen slope of the forest Adrienne struggled with whatever this thing was.

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From their planned positions, Kagene lunged out. Their teeth and claws grappling on to the nearest moving organism in the vicinity. All of them smelled like her. Only one was right but that would not matter. Kagene devoured all it came in contact with until it was satisfied. We are hungry!!!! They all hissed, snarled, and echoed in unison.

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Character Portrait: Lyon Kazuto Character Portrait: Adrienne M. Adamantis Character Portrait: Vern Baralli Character Portrait: Aglaeca Nero Character Portrait: Lu Fei and Shi Xin

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"I'm not that lazy..." he muttered while crossing his arms in response to Adrienne's little crack. He had continued to quietly watch the two, observin’ them as he finished his little semi-circle. He raised his arms up behind his head, linking his fingers together so that his hands rested against his neck.

"Before you take your leave, let me ask you one thing. Whom do you serve, 5610, 5611." this made Vern cock his head to the side, confused. What in the hell was she talking about? He got something on an answer to his own question, but though he wasn’t happy that involved making him deaf.

Grimacing, he lowered his hands now to a more defensive position for a fight. “Fuckin’ell I’m already half blind, I don’t need ta be deaf too!” he shouted, though he went quiet as he saw a large number of variants move up around the Fei and Xin. “Oh…oh dear.” As they came flying towards him and Adrienne, Vern held his ground as he brought his arms up to his head, forearms facing out as if blocking his face from a punch. As he did so, two tall slabs of rock shot up out of the ground in front of him, forming in the shape of a wedge as the weapons collided with the outside of them. Metal scraped across stone as the weapons glanced off across the angled surfaces of the earthen shield, some variants with enough momentum managing to pierce through the stone so that their sharp blades rested not far from the body they had been trying to impale.

A moment later, he looked to the side to see tree falling towards his position. A smile crept on his face as he quickly slid his back foot along the ground, it not once liftin’ from its place on the earth as he spun his stance around so that he faced it. He went to throw a left hook towards the tree to hit it with some rock and knock it out of the way, but instead he got to see the small boy Aglaeca move up, catchin’ hold of the tree by its trunk and liftin’ it up over his head like it was simply a hollow foam structure. “Hey Adrienne, Vern! You guys okay?” he called out to the two of them. Vern just stared at the boy, somewhat dumbfounded for a moment before collecting his thoughts again and turning himself to face their opponents. He could see Adrienne having herself a fair duel with the man, though she knocked him away after a few blows, landing near Vern.

“Yeah, I’m good!” Vern said as he formed the earthen slabs he had used sink into the ground. He made sure that whatever variants were lodged into it sank back into the ground with them, burying them in hopes it’d hold them there. As he did so, he felt the stone beneath him rise up and begin to forms the gauntlets and greaves he used so much, adopting his fighting stance.

“Vern take over here.” Adrienne said, not even turning to look at Vern before she bolted off towards the female. He watched her go for a moment before nodding his head, turning towards the direction Fei had been sent.

He flexed his arms before raising them up about chin level, nodding his head with a smile on his face. “You folks seemed like such nice people too, but ‘ey I always like a good fight.” He then pushed off of the ground, sprinting towards Fei.

What he’d failed to notice though, due to his excitement and it having happened on his blindside, was The Princess get t-boned by another opponent. To Vern, he thought it was just the sound of Adrienne movin’ in to fight Xin, or perhaps the nice pair of boobs had just moved forwards to engage the nice pair of legs, Adrienne. Whatever it was, he figured Legs could handle herself while Vern had his fight with Fei. Not to mention he was sure Lyon was already movin' in to help with the fight, so Vern also figured The Princess would have assistance if she really needed it. He was stopped though when he to was tackled from the side, falling to the ground as he felt claws dig into his sides.

Shouting in surprise and a bit of pain, he reached up to grab hold of...whatever the hell it was that was over him.Not waiting to feel it scratch at him again, he thrust one of his rock covered hands up at it and into its chest. As his hand made contact, all the pieces of rock over his arm shot off into it at once like a blast of buck-shot from a shotgun, blasting it in the chest and launchin' it off of him. As it flew back, Vern got up to his feet, wincing and looking at the cuts that were on his sides. they didn't look too terrible, but damned did they hurt. He summoned up more rocks to cover his arm once more, but also several stones rose up out of the ground and pressed themselves over his flayed side; they stung as they were tightly pressed against his wounds to try and hold back the bleeding. He took his fighting stance, now trying to keep Fei in his sights but also noticing the other figures around the area. "Well fuck a duck and call me a monkey..."

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Character Portrait: Kachinonai Aku Character Portrait: Lyon Kazuto Character Portrait: Adrienne M. Adamantis Character Portrait: Vern Baralli Character Portrait: Aglaeca Nero

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The sudden voice in the silence broke his concentration, and Aku looked up at the small, demonic boy, or small demon that took the form of a little boy... or perhaps a small, demon boy? Then again... did it really matter? Was there a noticeable difference between the nuances? He granted there was some difference between each of them, but was it noticeable enough for him to make a true distinction? Even more importantly, did he truly care? No, he supposed he did not. Lost in this thoughts over the subtle difference in address, he did not have time to answer him before he was taking off in the direction that the Princess went off to.

With the two men, his beloved princess, and the boy, whose classification would be determined at a later date, gone from the camp, Aku would almost venture that it looked as if he was going to have a decent morning so far as mornings went. Reaching into his small pack next to him, for security purposes, he pulled out a small black notebook as well as a small pen and started to write, the pen scratching paper filling the fairly quiet woods.

As he reached for his nearly empty cup of tea, he flinched as the loud, ear-splitting wail filled the woods, the sound distorting and changing due to the trees until whatever initial purpose the sound had was indiscernible to Aku. So great was the sound that it had nearly surprised him enough to force him to drop his tea, which any lesser man would have, but Aku was no lesser man and was made of sterner stuff when it came to holding onto his tea, the only solace he had on these long treks to recover their beloved Princess.

Although, there was a new question that arose due to that scream, just what had the princess gotten herself into this time? He supposed it would be unfair to assume it was her, but he was never a fair person to begin with. The odds were very strong that his beloved princess had done something... incredibly... stupid again, and he had less then little desire to go limping around the forest chasing after whatever terrible beast made that sound. She had her two boys with her and the little demon had gone off as well, perhaps others would follow, but Aku was not going to be one of those. If she died here then so be it, it made his job a little easier, but the Princess was a fairly annoyingly hard person to kill, so she would probably survive. Perhaps, if he was lucky, the group would lose a few members, save him a few coins at the next town.

Taking the overdue sip from his quickly vanishing tea, Aku returned to his work, the scraping of pen against paper filling the air once again.

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Character Portrait: Yuna Ran Character Portrait: Audona Aislinn Caoimhe Character Portrait: Adrienne M. Adamantis Character Portrait: Aglaeca Nero

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”Kindness is an illusionary concept crafted to further guise misfortune.”





"If you show your discomfort your enemy has won. They will continue to pester you relentlessly once they have discovered your weakness." Audona’s attention slipped lightly to the Princess’ words, and a short huff of air pressed past her nostrils once more with a simple blink before her pupils were directed elsewhere. The words were empty to Aislinn’s ears- weakness was a relative term. Besides, she was already in such a state of relentless harassment from the group of wanderers. Furthermore, creatures were expressive beings, unlike humans who relied on physical language and speech; a sad excuse for a quip, considering that the Kelpie was technically as human as she had ever been, comparatively speaking.

A heavy pack was then unceremoniously settled onto her back and fastened there- no doubt only the smallest of harbingers when it came to the full pack-up of their camp. Some of the companions preferred to carry their things around with them- a fact that Audona recognized but did not really consider in any form of lessening her burden. It was more insulting than heavy to carry all of the equipment- after all, Kelpie’s supposedly had the strength of ten or more of any equine. However, something felt a bit off about the pack.

Soon after, Fuilteach was departing again, leaving with only the simple expectation that everyone would be ready to depart upon her return. There was no doubt in Audona’s mind that she was going to handle the ungainly presence of whatever was out there in the forest. AonSuil and Púicín, Vern and Lyon, followed dutifully after her at her command.

It was then that the little Uallach, Yuna, turned towards her direction and started wandering over. Caoimhe was a bit surprised that the elf did not fulfill her name-sake along the way. Clumsy; Scatterbrained. Yuna did not trip, stumble, or stutter on her approach, and after the initial inspection, a sense of acute awareness dawned on Audona. She lifted her head backwards, straightening in a subtle, agitated manner.

"Would you like some meat?" The Kelpie regarded the girl for a split second as she extended her hand in an offering of food. After that short fraction in time, Audona managed the most suspicious, untrusting look that she could muster at this unexpected gesture. Her left foot stamped the ground softly as her nostrils flared, inhaling the air and the scent of the meat at the same moment. A few seconds passed of Audona sizing up the little female, trying to discern her ulterior motives- had she poisoned the food, would it make her sick, was she trying to get her close enough to somehow inflict pain on her?

However, her suspicions lost out to her hunger- she had not been allowed anywhere near the small stream that was inevitably somewhere near their camp, and thus had not been able to feed on the little creatures and water-plant life. Audona did not like flesh, or so it was her human side that refused to allow the cursed one to sink into the desires for human meat- which was not particularly hard to do at all, since she naturally had a taking to fish and anything from the water. She did not like taking of any greater creatures, whether it be a bird or a squirrel or larger, besides the fact that there was no need since all her sustenance could be found in the bodies of water.

In this case, however, and in many cases before since her time began with the group about two years ago, she eagerly accepted the miniscule meal of meat, if it could be called even that. Her muzzle leaned down and rested somewhat heavily on the little elf’s hand, her lips and nostrils snuffling against the girl’s palm as she- uncharacteristic of any Kelpie or inhuman- delicately took the strip offered to her. Audona pressed a bit into the other, asserting a bit of a dominate factor that she was larger and probably stronger, and would not hesitate to overpower the other if she tried anything funny.

However, the gentle and somewhat surreal moment was abruptly ended as Plá spoke up, ”…go after her on that horse thing?” Where she previously had been ignoring the little devil and minding her own business, her head lurched backwards a fraction of an inch, her jaws suddenly parting and revealing sharp teeth where before there had been none. They clacked shut mere centimeters from the elf’s fingertips- the punishment for being there as her head was sliding backwards until it was lifted back into its regular position. She glared steadily at Aglaeca, her hackles rising as she bared her teeth once more in silence.

With a snort and a shake of her head, she seemingly sidestepped the entire situation as she simply shifted away from the elf and consequently the demon. Her tail swatted at her haunches, exerting the rest of her irritation into the air in that simple act. Luckily she did not need to suffer the little Plá any longer than that, as he was suddenly disappearing into the forest after the Princess and her associates. It hadn’t been so much the suggestion that the demon had offered to the air, but rather the fact that he spoke in such a derogatory tone was what caused her actions.

She then blew off everyone’s presence, simply turning and staring out into the forest. Her ears twitched at the distant dins of disturbance caused by the Princess of Massacre, and she focused on that instead. However, she did not get to dwell languidly on the sound for very long, as a loud hiss of echoing voices rumbled from the bushes surrounding the camp. And suddenly the scene was tumbling into chaos as a pack of shadowy inhuman hounds suddenly burst forth to attack everyone in sight.

Audona snorted in surprise and took a few hurried steps backwords as she was approached by two of them, their teeth bared and snarls dripping from their parted maws. It was then that Audona acted on the off sensation of the pack on her back- she reared once the creatures were close, the burden suddenly clipping and sliding off of her back to crush one of them just as it was leaping in to bite at her ankles. She then whirled on her heels to face the other, which was currently circling her hungrily. They were not intelligent in the least bit, but it would still be hard to nail them since they were mere shadowy beings.

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Character Portrait: Kachinonai Aku Character Portrait: Yuna Ran Character Portrait: Lyon Kazuto Character Portrait: Audona Aislinn Caoimhe Character Portrait: Adrienne M. Adamantis Character Portrait: Vern Baralli Character Portrait: Aglaeca Nero Character Portrait: Lu Fei and Shi Xin

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Yuna was delighted by the fact that the Kelpie had taken the offering; her smile widened in surprise and amazement. Perhaps the two could be a bit friendlier now? It was while she was waiting with her things that Aglaeca stood and announced he was taking his leave with the wondrous creature that had since turned her back on them all. . Yuna yawned and hugged her knees, she was sitting on the ground now having moved away from the horse since it no longer wanted anything to do with them. Consequently invading Yuna's mind were images of Adrienne being attacked and she winced, a splitting headache developing behind her eyes. She could see the Princess of Massacre in trouble, a pack odd dog like beasts approaching with the speed of a cheetah, snapping at anything that moved. The elf dropped her things, leaving her bag with the relic, her quiver of arrows, and bow before running, leaping over branches and avoiding trees; her elegant white wings tucked in as much as the bones would allow so that she could reach the Princess faster.

"BFNATEXTRA NITM!"(This is actual Elvish) She yelled, using two fingers to aim and shoot the Kagene away from Adrienne. "Are you alright?" Yuna asked, rushing to the Princess's side, her wings untucking flitting about nervously, as she looked over the woman. She noticed the bite marks in Adrienne's side but knew she couldn't use magic because the Adrienne had told her that she was immune to spells. Luckily there was a healing salve in Yuna's backpack, but she had left that back at the camp.

The pink haired female went to check on the others, knowing that her Princess was more capable and competent when it came to fighting then any of them. A loud crash brought her attention to the falling tree and Vern rolling right out from under it before Aglaeca caught it. Knowing that he had it under control, Yuna turned to face the opponents. One had legs that looked like they could cross whole lands in one stride, the other had hard, rugged features; both had faces any human could easily fall in love with. Luckily, Yuna was not human and so she was not affected by their stunning aesthetic and perfect symmetry. "So you're the ones I smelled earlier," she turned to them, knees bent in case she had to flee or dodge.

Yuna pushed her gloves up, wondering for a fraction of a second as to where Lyon had fled to. Yuna noticed Aglaeca hadn't called the man's name, perhaps he had died in the first few seconds of battle? No, Lyon was smarter then that. She wasn't going to make assumptions based on appearances. Just like these two, no doubt they were deadly, taking down a huge tree like that and letting Kagene loose? Where had they gotten that kind of summoning power, or had it merely been coincidence that the demon beasts appeared?

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Fei sidestepped the creature’s kick, bringing his arms forward to trap its leg between his forearms. It was as if it had predicted such a manoeuvre as the leg was tucked safely behind it mere moments before his limbs could react. It thrust its weapon towards his abdomen. Fei swung his body away from the jab as he parried the variant’s attack with his own, its strength hissing through his bones. He did not doubt the jab would have fractured a few of his ribs had it met its mark.

“Vern, take over here,” it called from its crouch a distance away before bursting into a sprint towards – Xin. Fei made to attack the creature but its companion slinked towards him, blocking his path with his frivolous words. “You folks seemed like such nice people too, but ‘ey I always like a good fight.” Fei brought his variant forward to impale the one-eyed demon’s throat.

His staff sank into what was indisputably, not flesh. It felt like a rotting corpse. Fei jerked his variant from the inner burrows of the screeching mass, its limbs slinking towards him like inky shadows. The forest was engulfed in the mars black presence of madness and evil. They echoes of old tortures ripped from their shriveled bodies as they devoured the morning sun and the people beneath it.

“Xin!” he called, spinning to peak above the piles of rotting creatures who grappled for a taste of his human flesh. His variant had rippled into a circular shield, twelve spokes extending from its middle. The gold surface hissed with smoke, embers licking the heart of the variant sun before bursting into a revolving flame. The sun disk resting at its center spun with increasing speed and the creatures flinched from the heat or light before stalking forward, screams alive with fury. Fei searched for his sister as he unsheathed the blade at his back.

“Fei!” There was no humour in his sister’s voice now, only a crawling panic that kissed frost along her spine. She could not see her brother, barely grasped the low growl of his voice through the wailing of the tortured souls. She stared into the pulsing glass of the creatures’ eyes that threatened to burst from their sockets as whatever agony they had endured struggled to escape. A branch caught her ankle as she stumbled backwards and then it was not a branch at all, but the crackle of bones as the fingers dug crescent moons into her flesh. Pain leapt from her ankle to her mind as she jerked her leg free.

The stench of decay fingered in her hair of multitudinous horrors as the faceless creatures gasped. Hungry, they hissed. Hungry. The bark of the tree pressed splinters into Xin’s back. She hadn’t realised she’d been retreating. A creature lunged towards her.

“Xin, get up. The creatures grappled against the shield of flames he held before them. Xin pushed herself from the ground, clutching her hands in front of her to stifle the tremors that snaked through her veins.

“Okay,” she told Fei. “Okay,” she told herself.

Xin’s skin rippled.

“Split,” she hissed. Fei nodded, turning away from her to brace himself in front of the two women – the creature he’d fought against minutes before and a strange girl with a frailty that contradicted the fierceness of her gaze as she crouched in front of the Princess of Massacre.

"So you're the ones I smelled earlier," the little one growled. Fei turned his back on the two figures, bringing his sword and shield forward to defend them against the creeping monsters. He swung the blade across the abdomen of a dark one, eliciting a blood-curdling scream.

“We are not the enemy,” he said.

Meanwhile a light had unfurled in Xin’s chest, pushing past the walls of her skin to give her a faint luminescence that grew with each pulse of her heartbeat. A flame flickered in her gaze, but did not rise. She bared her open palms and a gleam of pearl white teeth at the dark creatures. “Catch me if you can,” she purred before throwing herself into motion.

The trees devoured her figure as she dashed through them like a glowing beacon, her high-heeled shoes abandoned on the forest floor. Gripping a low-hanging branch, she swung herself up onto a tree, leaping, swinging, taunting. Soon there was no other tree for her to swing towards as a clearing emerged, filled with the same manic beings. Xin watched as two shadowed beings crept towards a beast of unparalleled beauty. The fur on its back glistened as it reared backwards, muscles bulging in its hind legs. It was a stunning manifestation of pure grace. Xin chewed her lower lip.

You’re insane, a logical part of her growled, a part which slumbered more often than not. I know, she told it, and the branch dug into her feet as she propelled herself from it. In that moment of flight, something snaked beneath her skin and ripped through her arms. Two long, wicked blades sliced through her wrists until the pommel of the swords rested in her palms. The pain was a familiar companion, like the ache of her limbs after an intense run. The gaping slits sealed shut, threads of skin overlapping and returning to its seamless form.

Xin’s twin swords sank into the bodies of two shadow creatures as she landed on one knee. Blood like soiled ink splattered against her skin as she tore her weapons from their bodies and attacked.

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Character Portrait: Yuna Ran Character Portrait: Lyon Kazuto Character Portrait: Adrienne M. Adamantis Character Portrait: Vern Baralli Character Portrait: Aglaeca Nero Character Portrait: Lu Fei and Shi Xin

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Lyon was used to watching battles erupt at sidelines. Whenever the Princess got into some sort of trouble, his role to ambush enemies always proved useless due to the powerful allies around the Princess of Murder. Whether they are forced to do so or is willing to for reasons not known to him, Lyon can guarantee that all of them are warriors and fighters on levels beyond even some of the most powerful mercenaries and bandits. While Lyon often lack behind when it comes to raw power or magical destruction, his disarming technique served its purpose and saved the group more so than he could count. This time however, it couldn't be done.

The two Variants, a male and a female named Fei and Xin respectively, was met with the Princess of Massacre. Though Lyon wasn't sure why they were here, it was definitely evident that they were trying to escape somehow. But now that the Princess caught up to them, along with Vern, there is no way they could just run away. Possibly because of the intense thirst for destruction that Lyon can always feel whenever the Princess gets into a battle-ready stance.

It only took minutes before it started. Something uttered by the Princess had triggered a ticking bomb. A change in instincts was apparent from the strange duo as immediately after, a head splitting scream resonated throughout the silent forest. For Lyon, who had slight improved hearing due to the loss of his sight, this high pitched note created a heavier effect on him. Nevertheless, he managed to resist the sound long enough to let it end. No sooner as that had happened, Variant weapons emerged from the forest, surrounding around its masters and pointing the sharp and blunt end of its form at its enemies; Vern and Adrienne. Sparing them no time to prepare at all, the Variants attacked in an instant and Fei simultaneously created a staff from nowhere and lunged towards the Princess, his staff raised high and shining bright.

His allies were able to evade the oncoming speeding projectiles with ease. Fei's attack was of no exception as well, with Adrienne quickly following up with a counterattack. But as it all happened, Lyon quickly realized he wasn't alone. A dark and ominous presence was slowly creeping up behind him. But it wasn't the only one. Two more presences was appearing and a few more near where the battle erupted. At that moment, the three presences behind him jumped at the same time, a murderous intent even stronger than the Princess' evoked.

Lyon rolled to the side, evading the sudden assault just in time. His attention switched to his attackers when he was surprised by their forms. They were coated in a deep black color, claws and teeth poking out of the shadowy mass. The emotionless white eyes among the black shadows turned at its prey and lunged forward again like a mindless beast. Lyon jumped backwards, drawing his blade and unleashing a single wide horizontal swing then sheathing it again, all while he was jumping backwards. The attacks connected as the blade sliced through the mass easily.

But that wasn't the end of it. Immediately after being sliced cleanly by Lyon's weapon, the black mass started regenerating. The upper half of the bodies started reconnecting with the lower half, reconstructing the original body all in mere seconds after his attack. That was when Lyon had remember reading about them in a book somewhere. However, it wasn't the time to try and recall information now as the three demons continued its assault again. One of them jumped towards Lyon, resulting a left sidekick to the face. It flew out towards the dirt path outside of the forest. Another tried directly running into him, only to be violently stabbed with the sheath of his weapon by Lyon. Taking only a split second, the last one moved right behind its ally and when Lyon launched his counterattack, it jumped at him.

Lyon's adrenaline was getting pumped up as the last attack immediately came at him. He had already came up with ways to counter the attack, however he went with the flow instead. He let go of his blade and drew his sheathed blade, jumping slightly to the side as he does so. The last demon jumped into the sheath now stuck onto its kin and was stopped in its path. Lyon then swung his sword vertically to the right, effectively slicing the two demons beside him in one go. But that was't enough. His last attempt at cutting them once proved that they had some sort of insane regenerative powers. The only way for Lyon to defeat the regeneration powers was to unleash never ending strikes until there's nothing for them to regenerate.

Following his last attack, Lyon turned and grabbed hold of his sheath, pulling it out from the demon. He then sheathed his blade to prepare for his attack when another demon, the one he kicked earlier, came back at him again, its claws open like a predator jumping onto a prey. Relying on his reflex muscles, his body moved on its own. He brought his sheathed blade up, stopping his approaching enemy's claw. He then jumped up and kicked the demon once more, towards the direction of where its allies were, already almost fully regenerating.

Figuring it was time to end it, Lyon got into his stance. He remained motionless for a few seconds before releasing a swing faster than the eye could see and sheathing immediately after. In an instant, streams of countless attacks were unleashed, causing tree trunks and grasses in front of his striking distance to be affected blade marks similar to wind blades. The three demons were slowly torn apart by the torrent of strikes and disintegrated in the end, leaving a trace of nothing but Lyon's destruction behind.

Lyon knows he had already caused a commotion, but whether the Variant girl named Xin or the new arrival of Aglaeca and Yuna had noticed th - Too late. The demonic beings that attacked him had already started their assault on the group in front too, as Xin and Fei broke up to fight against these things. Around him, he can feel the numerous same dark instincts floating and surfacing. He need to move ahead and join with the others. He won't be able to take them all down by himself no matter how powerful he could be. And if anything, he need to find Adrienne. She seems to be lost somewhere, possible fighting against the demons. He can however, still her presence. "I'll let someone else get her. For now, we need to stay together." They were multiplying as he speak. There was no time. Lyon dashes to Vern, aware that already some of the demons caught up to where they were.

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Character Portrait: Yuna Ran Character Portrait: Lyon Kazuto Character Portrait: Audona Aislinn Caoimhe Character Portrait: Adrienne M. Adamantis Character Portrait: Vern Baralli Character Portrait: Aglaeca Nero Character Portrait: Lu Fei and Shi Xin

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Aglaeca was standing, slightly confused and amused by the buzz of activity going around him. After all, the others seemed to hold their ground rather well, none of them seemed to be in great need of assistance in their fighting. It seemed like one of the moments where he could just watch, and Aglaeca never did like violence. However, things changed, in the form of shadow creatures. He let out a almost feral hiss as one of them attacked Adrienne, biting her. Then, all hell broke loose. Many more creatures lunged out from their hiding places, attacking all his friends in that area. “What the-” he spun around, swinging the trunk of the tree as if it weighed nothing at all, before flinging it at the shadowy mass. It should successfully keep them at bay, to give him sometime to get his head around the things occurring around him. Those creatures… they did not possess any souls? The ones that had been crushed were already clawing their way out, as if they hadn’t been hurt at all. Were they demons like him? No, the aura they emitted was quite different from those of normal demons, temporarily stumping the little demon for a while. It was… dark magic, something that made him think that humans were much more dark and twisted than the ones of the demon race. “Poor, tormented souls.” he whispered under his breath, looking at the oncoming creatures with pity. They had been made to devour and kill everything, even though they weren’t even properly given life yet. Even so, they were a huge annoyance, something that hindered the group from their activities. And after all, why not kill two birds with one stone? It was more convenient that way, and they could get going without anymore distractions. Making sure that Adrienne and the others were in no particular danger themselves, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, reaching out with his mind. He could sense theirs, filled with dark thoughts and instincts, the raw instinct to kill, a hunger for destruction. Without opening them, he spoke “I command you to go after the twin pieces of technology. Do not continue your attacks on my comrades.” It was easier to voice out his commands, although he could use it without actually speaking, and he could feel their minds bending to his will.

His eyes opened, just in time to see a glowing beacon, lighting up some parts of the forest as it moved swiftly through the trees, with the shadow creatures hot on her heels. Was she heading toward camp? Without a second thought, he dashed after, her matching her speed with his as he concentrated on her glowing form, nearly reaching the clearing as soon as she did. However, before he attacked, the girl sank her blades into the shadow creatures in one fluid movement, splattering ink-like blood as she continued her attack. Once again, he was momentarily confused. “Hey, are you helping us? Weren’t you supposed to be the bad guys?” He asked the girl, forgetting to attack her in his curiosity.

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Character Portrait: Kachinonai Aku
Character Portrait: Agrona Caedwyn
Character Portrait: Lyon Kazuto
Character Portrait: Audona Aislinn Caoimhe
Character Portrait: Adrienne M. Adamantis
Character Portrait: Vern Baralli
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Character Portrait: Lu Fei and Shi Xin
Lu Fei and Shi Xin

A product of Irelian science, they are the living Variants.

Character Portrait: Aglaeca Nero
Aglaeca Nero

"Hmm? Yep, I'm a devil. Rawr! Are you scared?"

Character Portrait: Vern Baralli
Vern Baralli

"Alrighty then folks, what's next and what does it mean I get to hit? Please tell me I get to atleast hit something..."

Character Portrait: Adrienne M. Adamantis
Adrienne M. Adamantis

"Whoever I am or will become, It does not matter because my goal will still be the same."

Character Portrait: Audona Aislinn Caoimhe
Audona Aislinn Caoimhe

"A sacrifice lost to the ages, it's said."

Character Portrait: Lyon Kazuto
Lyon Kazuto

"I wonder how much time I have left before I can get rid of this mask?"

Character Portrait: Kachinonai Aku
Kachinonai Aku

"A long time ago, I made a choice and now I fear I made the wrong one. An... oversight that I shall correct if possible."

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Character Portrait: Adrienne M. Adamantis
Adrienne M. Adamantis

"Whoever I am or will become, It does not matter because my goal will still be the same."

Character Portrait: Audona Aislinn Caoimhe
Audona Aislinn Caoimhe

"A sacrifice lost to the ages, it's said."

Character Portrait: Vern Baralli
Vern Baralli

"Alrighty then folks, what's next and what does it mean I get to hit? Please tell me I get to atleast hit something..."

Character Portrait: Lu Fei and Shi Xin
Lu Fei and Shi Xin

A product of Irelian science, they are the living Variants.

Character Portrait: Lyon Kazuto
Lyon Kazuto

"I wonder how much time I have left before I can get rid of this mask?"

Character Portrait: Aglaeca Nero
Aglaeca Nero

"Hmm? Yep, I'm a devil. Rawr! Are you scared?"

Character Portrait: Kachinonai Aku
Kachinonai Aku

"A long time ago, I made a choice and now I fear I made the wrong one. An... oversight that I shall correct if possible."

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Kachinonai Aku

"A long time ago, I made a choice and now I fear I made the wrong one. An... oversight that I shall correct if possible."

Character Portrait: Lu Fei and Shi Xin
Lu Fei and Shi Xin

A product of Irelian science, they are the living Variants.

Character Portrait: Adrienne M. Adamantis
Adrienne M. Adamantis

"Whoever I am or will become, It does not matter because my goal will still be the same."

Character Portrait: Audona Aislinn Caoimhe
Audona Aislinn Caoimhe

"A sacrifice lost to the ages, it's said."

Character Portrait: Vern Baralli
Vern Baralli

"Alrighty then folks, what's next and what does it mean I get to hit? Please tell me I get to atleast hit something..."

Character Portrait: Lyon Kazuto
Lyon Kazuto

"I wonder how much time I have left before I can get rid of this mask?"

Character Portrait: Aglaeca Nero
Aglaeca Nero

"Hmm? Yep, I'm a devil. Rawr! Are you scared?"


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