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Jezebeth

A seasoned Succubus once enslaved by the wizard who encountered her, she was later accidentally freed by a young mage through a process that bound their lives to each other.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by ClockworkTowers

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Biography

A succubus who used to be a demon cultist, Jezebeth spent those early days masquerading as a knight of a powerful empire, impersonating pompous nobles and worshipping her dark lords. The dual nature of her life placed her under terrible strain each day, and she began to feel that if she had to endure another exaltation of how holy this and that was, she would endeavor to murder the preacher after his first sentence. So she tried to do so, but a visiting wizard stopped her in her tracks, and she retreated, defeated. Returning to the lands she called home, she rededicated herself to her causes and climbed the ranks to become a Demon Lord among demons. This soon lead to her trying once more to kill the preacher, and also off the wizard who stopped her. However, her plan went awry, and she ended up being captured by the wizard, and turned into a slave.

The result of this misadventure was her new ownership under a young mage who purchased her for his entire life savings to then. While he intended to free her as soon as he could, he quickly discovered Jezebeth's true nature as a demon, one that had been glamoured by magic cast by the wizard. Before he could banish her, she revealed who she was, and learned that his name was Norme, and that he was a young mage with generally good leaning intentions. As the pair prepared to fight each other, they were attacked by thieves who wanted to steal the artifacts Norme had intended to purchase. In the fight, Norme and Jezebeth accidentally formed a magical bond as Jezebeth's being responded to Norme's magic mixing with the dark forces that she represented. With their combined power, they defeated the thieves, but they both found that they sustained injury if they tried to cause each other harm.

Quickly realizing their predicament, Norme explained to her the situation as he saw it, and she decided to form a truce with Norme, the pair agreeing to work together to undo the link. Together, they rose quickly to prominence, with Jezebeth's very nature empowering Norme to levels his family never dreamed of. However, they were disturbed by the way Jezebeth functioned with Norme, and many wonder if the connection she has to him isn't tainting him in some way. Norme has nonetheless come to partially enjoy her company, regardless of others.


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Magic Resonance: Jezebeth is forever life linked to a powerful summoner named Norme, and the two share wounds and can also share their senses. As part of the link, Norme fuels Jezebeth with several powerful magical abilities and increased strength and resilience as well as a strong spellbook's worth of magic. Norme also possesses his own special abilities that are rooted in Jezebeth's powers, but mostly manifest in his unique weapon and unique armor. The two cannot stray too far apart, however, without losing much of their strength.

So begins...

Jezebeth's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Flandre Scarlet Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Sakuya Izayoi Character Portrait: Elisia Character Portrait: Utsuho Reiuji Character Portrait: Blake Kolchak Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Hadriel Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul

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Norme approached the mansion, dressed in fancy attire he had borrowed from his father. The lush and high-class red robes he wore were the kind that only top-ranking mages would be allowed to wear. With fancy gold trim and jewelry laden into the fabric, each one a powerful enchanted focus, wearing the robes made one appear far stronger than they actually were; the jewels empowering their magic, adding to the regal air wearing them provided. The black gloves were also sleek, and enchanted heavily to provide protection against magical backlash, with a pair of like enchanted boots that could reduce fatigue involved in casting of magic. He still had his trademark goggles, though they were not being worn at the moment, and he was otherwise identifiable to anyone who knew him.

At his side was Jezebeth, a supernaturally beautiful woman with red skin wore a similar outfit to his, only colored black. The robes also had their shoulders missing, creating a unique look with the detached sleeve, as well as a cut in the center starting above the chest, and striking down to the stomach, clearly a choice made for appeal more than protection. Her horns were hidden under the hood the outfit had, shrouded by it and her long brown hair. Otherwise, the rest of the parts to the robe were the same as Norme's. The woman had her arm wrapped in his, clinging to his side like a partner more than anything.

Compared to Norme's worried look, the woman seemed fine, if not almost devious. "Jez... No funny business while we're in there, okay? I have no clue why we were invited, but I won't turn down such a thing. Just be on your best behavior, and we'll get through this just fine."

Jezebeth pouted for a moment. "Oh, but I was hoping we'd get to have a dance or two... Just you and me, shortstack~"

Norme cringed and sighed. "Geez... You're hopeless." The two would approach the door behind the others, with Norme giving a friendly, if nervous, wave, opposite Jezebeth's more refined one.

"At the risk of repeating questions already asked, is this the Scarlet Devil Mansion? We received an invite to a party, and wanted to make sure we had the right place."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Flandre Scarlet Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Sakuya Izayoi Character Portrait: Elisia Character Portrait: Utsuho Reiuji Character Portrait: Blake Kolchak Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Hadriel Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul

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Stepping down the stairs of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, Remilia wore her standard attire due to its already regal appearance and being well suited for such occasions. Her shoes clacked against the stairs, finally reaching the bottom of the steps and smiling to the guests who have entered. It appeared as if Sakuya already opened the front door...very good, very good.

"Welcome, all of you...my name is Remilia Scarlet as you saw in your invitations I'm sure you received. I'm the host of this party, and I really do hope to serve our humbled guests to the best of our abilities." She gave a small curtsy with her skirt, smiling and standing up straight once more...some more, heavier foot steps were coming up the basement stairs.

Opening the door positioned next to the stairway, Flandre opened the door with a big smile. This was the first time she was allowed to participate in one of these parties in forever! She took up a position behind her older sister, hands behind her back.

"Hehehe...hiya hiya!....I'm Flandre! She waved, then placed her hand back behind her again.

Remilia maintained her composure, and took a deep breath. "Now, first we're to eat dinner. If you have any dinner requests other than the standard, please inform me or my head maid Sakuya here."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Flandre Scarlet Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Sakuya Izayoi Character Portrait: Elisia Character Portrait: Utsuho Reiuji Character Portrait: Blake Kolchak Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Hadriel Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul

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Blake entered wearing full black tie, unsure of why he was issued an invitation, or how these clearly well-off people knew of him or, presumably, of his work. Regardless, he'd been too intrigued not to attend. He smoothed lapels that needed no adjustment and tugged at a bow tie that was immaculately knotted, before taking in the large interior, and the guests within, with a clinical gaze.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Flandre Scarlet Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Sakuya Izayoi Character Portrait: Elisia Character Portrait: Utsuho Reiuji Character Portrait: Blake Kolchak Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Hadriel Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Townsend

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Townsend walked through the door a soft green glow from the sockets of his yellowed skull. Thick leathery flesh throbbing ritualistic inscribing connected it to his shoulders. His coat tailed uniform had seen better days but it was sewn together with careful hands.

A plain if elegant voice threw strong reverb as the jaw moved, "Deep apologies for a late arrival, Madam. I admit I had not expected to receive mail and travel is difficult."

Townsend walked to beside Blake and examined him with a crackle of arched orbital bone. The sockets were hollow but the penetrating glow had the sense of a quiet approving eye.

Behind him a slight girl left left heated footprints on the stone outside when walking in. Shining glints of light disperse into the black of the dress from the bodice ringed by blue light. A thin black rim of translucence coils the bottom surface of the dress. That blackness there smoulders to pull constellations of glints about to recompose behind them.

Townsend raises a hand flat to introduce, "It is my duty to introduce Okuu, The Scorching, Troublesome Divine Flame, Searing Divine Flame and Subterranean Sun."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Flandre Scarlet Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Sakuya Izayoi Character Portrait: Elisia Character Portrait: Utsuho Reiuji Character Portrait: Blake Kolchak Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Hadriel Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Townsend

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#, as written by Rulke
Normally Okuu would never have been caught dead in a dress like she wore. It was impractical and worse it made fighting even more dangerous. So why put herself in one she had to get specifically custom made so her jet black feathery wings could fit in it and not be constrained. Nonetheless she normally would have not opted for such finery, or even have come here. In fact when she got the invitation she strongly debated not going. This was because most in Gensokoyo mocked her and called her 'Bird Brain' this did not help her temper which was volatile and if she got angry well having a Nuclear Reactive Cannon on her left arm meant that essentially she was dangerous to piss off. Yet people still did it.

So what changed, she had been ready to fling it into the bin until she saw an advert:

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After seeing that, she had made the difficult choice and bought a dress after calling. Of course she did not feel amazing about this choice, but very much evidently the person who took the job clearly could handle it.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Flandre Scarlet Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Sakuya Izayoi Character Portrait: Elisia Character Portrait: Utsuho Reiuji Character Portrait: Blake Kolchak Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Hadriel Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Townsend

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Norme was somewhat nervous seeing the many other people here. He felt entirely unaccustomed by comparison, and was not at all used to the high end parties. Jezebeth took it all in stride though, savoring a chance to mingle among others in plain sight.

"Quite the array of others here, hmm, shortstack?" She whispered to Norme with a teasing tone designed to throw him off. He wasn't having any of it however, whispering back. "Yeah, they all look pretty noble. One even has wings, just like you do! I hope this all goes over well... I prepared my best spells just in case, but our goal if trouble starts is to flee. Remember the safe word too."

Jezebeth nodded. "Yeah, yeah. We'll flee, even though it isn't as fun. I'll be sure to use the safe word. 'White Knight' is fitting for what it's a safe word against."

Norme sighed and nodded as Jezebeth giggled lightly.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Flandre Scarlet Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Sakuya Izayoi Character Portrait: Elisia Character Portrait: Utsuho Reiuji Character Portrait: Blake Kolchak Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Hadriel Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Townsend

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Sakuya smiled as each guest had arrived into the Scarlet Devil Mansion while curtsying to each of the new occupants who entered "As my Mistress spoke, please give me your food orders and I shall place them into the kitchen. The menu for this evening is an assortment of Cakes and Confections as well as a wide array of teas" She said and took out a pen and paper to start writing while her eyes shifted to Okuu.

She immediately remembered who she was and what she has done previously, remembering the nearly blowing up of her home and the various threats. "Hello Okuu wonderful to see you as always! Welcome to the Mansion. Please remember to be on your best behavior. I will be keeping my eye on you very closely this evening" She said and gave her a big, bright smile while she patted her pocket.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Flandre Scarlet Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Sakuya Izayoi Character Portrait: Elisia Character Portrait: Utsuho Reiuji Character Portrait: Blake Kolchak Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Hadriel Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Townsend

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Remilia looked upon the patrons to this party with a wide smile upon her face, the kind of smile a business owner gives when they witness a successful project they've been working towards. She placed her hands behind her back as she spoke up to the crowd in a calm and soothing voice used for only the most respected guests she had invited over.

"If you'd please follow me, I'll lead you to the dining hall. There is no seat order, however the first seven seats are reserved for staff." Saying this, she turned around and began walking towards the dining hall with the expectation that the rest of the guests would follow...after all, wandering around in a stranger's home would be rude, would it not?

Flandre slowed her pace, intending to examine the various other guests that had been invited with a childlike curiosity...she very rarely went out of the basement...after all, often times when she did she was dyed in a scarlet hue that wasn't her own. And she was to blame. She stared particularly at the wizard boy and his red girlfriend, causing Flandre to think to herself. "I wonder if they'd like to play with Elisia...~"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Flandre Scarlet Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Sakuya Izayoi Character Portrait: Elisia Character Portrait: Utsuho Reiuji Character Portrait: Blake Kolchak Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Hadriel Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Townsend

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Hadriel and Ondona walked together into the mansion, following Remilia to the dining room. One the two arrived in the dining room they passed the first seven seats and sat on the eighth and ninth seats. Once seated the two remained quiet however Ondona decided to strike up a conversation with Hadriel to pass the time. "So Hadriel, is this your first time at a party?" Ondona spoke as she looked at Hadirel. "This is my first time at a public gathering, I have never really been one to go out to have parties." She replied as she turned to Ondona. The two then went on to chat about a plethora of other things such as their hobbies, what they like, and how their day has been.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Flandre Scarlet Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Sakuya Izayoi Character Portrait: Elisia Character Portrait: Utsuho Reiuji Character Portrait: Blake Kolchak Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Hadriel Character Portrait: Ondona Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Townsend

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Townsend bent a small bow at their hosts turning to walk to Okuu. The green eyes fixed on her to offer his arm and soft leather glove.

Townsend's voice was quiet, "If I may, miss Okuu, If wish to follow our host miss Remilia I will show you to your seat in the dining hall."

The setting changes from scarlet-devil-mansion to Questrios City

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Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Aneko Tala

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A young mage walked into the area before the mages guild itself, grimacing a little. At his side, a Succubus on his arm. She seemed rather affectionate, which was likely the catalyst for his apparent discomfort.

Norme, my Norme. Now that we're here in Questrios City, standing outside the Mages Guild, what shall we do together?


The Succubus crossed her arms, her fiery hair intensifying its orange glow as she adopted a confident look. It was clear she was a demon through her orange skin, orange eyes, and pointed ears, as well as her tail and her cloven hooves. Her nails, though not long, seemed sharp and ready, likely able to be used as claws, and she stood slightly taller than the young mage she accompanied. She wore some kind of armor, though it looked demonic in origin, and was made of dark-colored metals and thick brown furs. At her waist was a spellbook, chained to a belt she wore that also held two small pouches and a small case.

We shall enter the Grand Magi Games. I've been in the shadow of my siblings when it comes to magic, and a stage like this will finally let me prove that I am just as capable as they are! Of course, it's thanks to your help. I really do value it, and I'll be counting on you during this tournament just as much.


The young mage replaced his grimace with a confident look of his own. He was a Human, and he was likely raised on Origin, but something seemed off. He also dressed about as expected by a mage; in robes befitting a scholar. A robe, belts, tunic, and shawl, all coordinated in blues, greens, and beige. He also wore brown boots and had a hat that was quite large compared to himself. His hands were covered by brown gloves, and he too bore a tome at his side, as well as small pouches and cases of his own. He was slightly shorter than the demon that accompanied him, but it seemed he was in control of their choices.

Norme began walking to the Headquarters itself so he could sign up, trying his best to not be approached by the other people in the area, and Jezebeth clung to his arm as a romantic partner might.

I'm always glad to help you, Norme. Of course, I already know you're stronger than your family. No offense, but they were kind of lackluster when I met them. Ahaha! Hahaha!


If no one hailed them, they'd enter the Mages Guild Headquarters.

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Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Aneko Tala

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Brand was slightly taken aback by the unusual greeting from ‘Rulo’, however he didn’t react much and instead shrugged it off. “In some places people kiss each other on the cheeks, there’s nothing weird about it. Nice to meet you, Rulo, Tavlin,” he said, beaming at the two of them.

The fire mage probably looked like a fool to those more experienced, especially Azaken, since he’d seemed not even slightly suspicious. Not that it mattered, since Azaken wouldn’t have needed his spell in order to cause some chaos. Brand would be happy to oblige either way.

The pyromancer grinned, stepping back from the queue as he twirled his hand around in the air. A small, delicate trail of fire danced around it, which crackled as it morphed into a ring of embers. He tossed this up into the air above, where it exploded like a small firework, forming the shape of a golden phoenix, which beat its wings once or twice before disappearing in a flurry of sparks.

He got a good scolding from a few of the other mages waiting in line (partly due to some of them being singed by sparks) but overall no real harm done and he looked quite pleased with himself, although he was still none the wiser to Azaken’s magic.

Not long after, he had registered, thankfully being in no serious trouble, and was standing outside the HQ like before, chatting to anyone who’d put up with him.

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Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Aneko Tala

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Azaken was happy to see his actions taking success, as he loved the sight of chaos. It was something he enjoyed, the chaos that people could create, and how they could react in different and unique ways, and he especially loved seeing people surprise him. He loved that the most, the fact people could keep surprising him.

The event in question got the attention of everyone else though, including Astral and Luna, finally breaking up their fight.

"Hey, watch it!"

They also responded in unison, further strengthening Ixa's belief that they were great friends.

However, it seemed that little display caught another's attention as well.

"Alright people! Enough dawdling about!"

This voice spoke with wisdom and age, but also had a fierce power and spark inside of it. One that might make people want to obey, to listen, and to not interrupt him.

This was the voice of the Mage's Guild leader, Aedrios Gale.

"Alright everyone! Come on in and get registered already! It wont be too much longer till the games start, so you don't want to procrastinate it!"

Hearing the voice of their old master, both Astral and Luna practically snapped to attention, and did not dawdle in the slightest. Many others followed them, entering the Guild Building and its truly magical and fantastical nature. Even from the small view through the doorway out there, one could see books flying past, floating lights, and of course...breathtakingly attractive male and female receptionists.

"You may converse inside if you please, but lets at least get this started!"

Ixa, who also heard all of this, looked at Ryder.

"Looks like its time to enter!"

Shinku however, while following, didn't quite feel himself...and Akamaru meanwhile made a call.

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Lyrian went and met the people who had parked, along with several immigration workers from the Origin Immigration Agency. Lyrian kept a cool look around these people, all of who had legendary class paperwork skills that should not be underestimated, with various documents ready to be filled out and completed.

"Welcome to Origin. My name is Lyrian LeCross, Enforcer".

One of the people next to him came next to Lyrian, and kneeled as a clip board and some papers, along with a pen, were presented to him.

"Archon LeCross! Please use mine!"

"Thank you. But no need to use my rank here. After all, our guests wont know the rankings most likely..." he said, keeping a cool voice. One might noticed his clothes were a bit more old fashioned besides the boots, but that the katana on his side practically radiated a supernatural power.

Turning back to the guests, he continued to speak.

"Now then, we just need some registration information and some forms filled out, like for parking, which should only take a few minutes, and then we could guide you to the Mage's Guild to register for the Grand Magi Games. Sounds good?"

The setting changes from questrios-city to Mages Guild Headquarters

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Aneko Tala

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Tavlin made his way to the desk and began looking over the paper work as he took a clipboard and went to sit down and filled things out. The questions on the form were just the basic information and didn't ask for anything too personal, so Tavlin wasn't too worried. He returned the clipboard and went to do a little exploring.

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Meanwhile, Aneko made his way to the front desk and noticed the boy who introduced himself as Lyrian LeCross the enforcer of the guild. He was a little awestruck to see another feline since he hadn't seen one since he escaped from Aonia. He could tell that he wasn't Aonian like himself, but he still felt a kinship to other feline races. He walked up to the boy who looked to be a little older than him, though not by much.

"Hi, Lyrian, I'm Aneko. You're a feline race too! Where are you from? I'm from Aonia. You're the first feline I've seen since I left there." Aneko gushed getting a little over excited, his lack of social skills starting to show as he hadn't spent much time with other people but had been training his powers alone. His fluffy tail swished back and forth as he got excited by the idea of making a new friend.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Aneko Tala

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Elysia didn't notice much of anything, having gone in lecture mode at Snowflake's question. It wasn't until it was her turn to register that she was forced to focus on something else. She stared at the clipboard. The questions weren't all that outlandish, being basic information, but then again, her circumstances weren't that ordinary either.

"Hmm, Age huh..?", she muttered, "Even if I don't count my time 'outside', I lost track after the first few millennia." In the end she decided to cast a cantrip to divine her actual age. Her initial attempt at casting it failed. She had forgotten to account for the fact that her own universe was destroyed, and the root of the spell was set there. It wasn't until she had her magic direct the query to the Seed she was host of, that she got an answer to her question.

Of course this DID include her time in the Void. She couldn't help but stare at the number. Changing the query, she got the actual answer. It changed the amount of years less than she had hoped, but she wasn't going to lie about it, no matter how much she was tempted to.

Her casual modification of magic hadn't gone unnoticed by most, some actually being able to divine the extent of what she just did.

"So... Age: 28754-years-of-relevant-existence...", Elysia continued muttering. After that she went to planet of birth. Here she simply put down 'Fysalda'. and when it came to the Location of said world(Space Sector and/or Plain of Existence) she had no choice but to put down N/A.

She had to skip a few other answers to questions, for lack of having them, until she finally finished by signing the Waiver. She wasn't all that worried about her 'life' all things considered. Mostly because she was outside of that cycle, simply being. A true immortal.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Demor Ragani Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Iviri Tac Rixy Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Jaune Al'asfar Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Aneko Tala

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As people stepped up and took some registration forms, a strange vortex appeared on the ceiling. For a moment, nothing came through, and then it closed. Nothing happened, so people shrugged their shoulders and disregarded it....until another vortex opened up, and Jaune, Demor, and Iviri fell through.

"Owww...."

"Could someone please get off of me?!"

"Jaune! Kimaru! Thank goodness, I just detected a spike in interference with the neural lin..."

And then, as if on cue, a huge stream of fire emerged, centered around a red haired boy (Shinku) like a flaming snake, with extreme hostility. There was no precursor incident (aside from Azaken's brainwashing from earlier that morning), and no trigger. It just happened immediately, and then struck out towards the audience. Its brilliant flames flaring with life....and then, several swords launched out from the flames and changed up the attack entirely.

But at that same time, a huge gust of wind seemed to knock the flames away and restore piece, even blowing the figure who had been hidden by fire and smoke out of sight...

"Whew...that was close...now, stay still!"

In truth, Jaune had just sped Shinku to the opposite side of the room to get out of eyesight while he figured out what the hell just happened. Of course, most people might miss it, but anyone with exceptional perceptive abilities might have noticed.

Iviri was still confused about what happened, but so where many others. Ixa just stayed by Elysia and hoped to not get involved. Plus, he was not a big fan of fire.

However, it was at this point that the leader of the Mage's Guild, Aedrious Gale, appeared.

"Do not worry. Sometimes, magical anomalies happen in these areas. Please stay calm and know that you are in no danger here, as the security people already had barriers and other countermeasures deployed to deal with the situation if needed. Now then, since I am here, and you are all here, does anyone have any questions about the Grand Magi Games that will be hosted soon?"

Despite his age, he spoke loudly and clearly to everyone, and given his height, towered over most if not all of the people there.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Demor Ragani Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Iviri Tac Rixy Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Jaune Al'asfar Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Aneko Tala

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Rayia made her way at last into the mage guild hq. Mages of all sizes and sorts where rushing around to get sighed up and settled in. Any that could sense it would feel a darkness coming from Rayia has she walked into the hq. The Red armored figure of Kassandra soon joined her side have had finished filling out the docking paper she joined her mistress.

"Some of these are just kids..." Muttered Kassandra.

Rayia was silent making her way to the nearest table. "So is this where I sign up?"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Demor Ragani Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Iviri Tac Rixy Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Jaune Al'asfar Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Aneko Tala

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Needless to say, Demor was a little surprised by being warped to the Mages Guild Headquarters via portal stone... or whatever it was that got him here. Landing on his stomach, the Male Drachini rolled to his feet, and then stretched out his body, now fully relaxed and clean from his time at the baths with Iviri and Jaune. His tail swished out behind him, likewise stretching as he yawned, revealing sharp teeth. As he finished he licked his lips and crossed his arms over his chest, blinking slowly.

Looking around, Demor took in the area around him, and each individual he could see, or smell, or even just magically sense. There was a massive amount of magic energy in the area, and he sensed that the games would prove to be quite the spectacle to be a part of, let alone to watch. A bolt of lightning sparked around his body, arcing around his shoulder as he became eager, and he shivered with excitement.

"Well, that's one way to make an entrance I suppose..." he commented finally before turning to Iviri, offering the boy his tail to help him to his feet if he hadn't already made it there yet.

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Character Portrait: Demor Ragani Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Iviri Tac Rixy Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Jaune Al'asfar Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Aneko Tala

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Norme, currently seated in a chair, finished filling out his form as Jezebeth peered over his shoulder, an inquisitive eye trained on the paper.

Well, Norme, it seems the host has made himself known. He's got a powerful aura though, so you'd best be on guard.


Norme looked up and filled out the last part of the sheet, completing it.

Urgh. Just being in the room with him is oppressive. Well, we'd best listen carefully. Some questions may give us the information we need to take note of.


Norme glanced at one of his gloved hands, a look of determination crossing his face as Jezebeth placed her own like hand on top of his, surprising him. The faint glowing marks embedded in each were identical.

Jezebeth...


Oh, my Norme. Remember we share our power, and my power is far more intense than any lowly demon you may have ever known; it's a power you have to your name as well. We'll succeed for sure, and I've got your back as long as you have mine. That's a part of this connection, right?


Yes. You're right. I think he's about to speak more, let's ready ourselves, and commit everything he says to memory.

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Character Portrait: Demor Ragani Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Iviri Tac Rixy Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Jaune Al'asfar Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Aneko Tala

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Brand chuckled at the flaming apparition that had appeared. He was as lost as anyone else in guessing where it had come from but he felt motivated to take a humorous approach to the situation.

“Pyromancers, am I right?” he remarked. Whether his joking was appreciated was little concern to him, so long as he wouldn’t get in trouble with the authorities. Well, at least not too much trouble.

His attention however was mostly focused on the arrival of new mages directly into the room that had just occurred. Having now registered he thought he might as well get to know the other contestants, if they were social anyway.

“Well, that was more unusual than taking the front door!” he joked as he approached Demor and Iviri.

The setting changes from mages-guild-headquarters to QuestZone Colosseum

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Demor Ragani Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Iviri Tac Rixy Character Portrait: Rivyan Mahou Rixy Character Portrait: Alexandrius Verrevia Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Acara Verrevia Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Emerin "Emry" Liro Character Portrait: Altian Acropaleus Character Portrait: Jaune Al'asfar Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Cyrus Cyrril Character Portrait: Allo Aurios Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Nao Toreta Character Portrait: Aneko Tala Character Portrait: Sola Arkan

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"And here we are, the moment we have all been waiting for! The Grand Magi Games has begun! Here in the QuestZone Colosseum at Questrios, we are here now to celebrate, or participate, or just enjoy the Grand Magi Games! I am your well known reporter, Trisha Adler, here with ONINet, the Original News Intelligence Network! We are here live for the very start of the event, hosted by the Mage's Guild, and sponsored by more companies and organizations then I can say in one go! So you can see the list of sponsors below, and probably across the stadium on various ads! In addition, I believe those companies and organizations have even offered to pay all of the expenses for certain contestants in exchange for wearing clothes that feature their brand! Now...oh, look! The Guildmaster, Aedrios Gale, is standing up from his center position to make a speech!"

ALl of the cameras cut to the center judges table, where Aedrios Gale had stood up.

"We are here today to let everyone here today use their magic to their fullest. Remember, today, it is not just about magical strength! It is about creativity, cunning, cleverness, charm, aesthetics, talent, skill, hard work, and so much more! For we are not just brutish warriors or powerful artillery, we are those who have honed and mastered our gifts to their fullest! We are those who had taken our talents, our aims, beyond what most view our gifts as being used for! We are those who will seek out the unknown, find unexpected ways to use what we have, and aspire for greatness beyond simple means!"

With those words, he sat down. It appeared for today, the judges would be Head Mage's Guild Leader Aedrios Gale, Second Prince Acara Verrevia, and Local Mage's Guildmaster Donna Roux. Meanwhile, in terms of announcers, there was Allo Aurios, the reporter herself Trisha Adler, and Lyrian LeCross.

"Now then, lets go and watch the contestests as they come on out!" she announced, and surely enough the contestants hurried onto the field. There had to be at least one or two hundred, a large number to keep track of, with mages of all types. Men, women, old and young, it seemed like people across the galaxy had come to compete. Some even looked rather intimidating and scary, as if they had experienced hundreds of battles and wars.

ANd in the center of all that, the Master of Ceremonies, Sola Arken, stepped onto...

"Oh my...look! Its Sola! Sola, sign my cup!"

"Sign my shirt!"

"Sign my napkin!"

Suddenly, the audience went into a blitz for someone who was not even competing. That was just how popular Sola was as a pop idol.

"Now now, calm down everyone! Otherwise, I wont be able to do my bit and get the games underway!" he told everyone with a charming wink. The audience calmed down in an instant, far quicker then anyone else had expected to be possible. "Now then, I am here to announce the first event for the competitors! That is right, the first one right off the bat! After all, we have too many people here right now to introduce everyone! And iv been told that it is rather fitting I introduce this one...because event number one is a talent show and popularity contest!"

With that, the crowd cheered even more until Sola waved at them to let him continue.

"After all, while the Mage's Guild has plenty of people who can fight, the primary focus is not fighting but magic! The Grand Magi Games is about magic and creativity, about spirit, not about who is stronger! So, here is the deal! You gotta use your magic and abilities to put up a great show, dazzle the crowd and get their interest, win their hearts! Be charming and sweet, cool and composed! But don't worry, because its not just a popularity contest but also a talent contest! You can pass either by getting enough votes from the crowd, or by impressing the judges with your talent! So make sure you stand up, but do remember to play it safe! Be fair everyone, and I will appear afterwards! And if everyone behaves and enjoys the game properly, I even get to be in charge of the halftime show!"

And with that, Sola Arken hopped off the stage and into the back, since he was told this event would be impossible if he remained in the crowd's sight apparently.

And of course, as if by fate, pretty much everyone who was at the Mage's Guild together earlier would be going up with the first group...though it was pretty much guaranteed many of them had not expected the first event to be like this.

Emerin looked at Altian, and had a wicked and playful smile. "I got a great idea!"

Jaune meanwhile looked at Shinku, and had a mischevous grin. "Game on".

Allo just sighed, and hoped no one would trigger his ability.

Nao started to do some stretches before anything began.

Iviri meanwhile was rooting from the sidelines, though he was not sure who he should be rooting for. Demor? Ixa? Rivyan? So he rooted for all three.

Ixa just looked back at Elysia. "I think this will be a ton of fun!"

Azaken meanwhile may have used his highest of stealth and discression ability, and pumped a small amount of an oderless, colorless, soundless, tasteless hallucinogen into the field to see what sort of mayhem would occur...though, when he saw everyone else get pumped up, he couldn't help but decide to compete for real.

Luna and Astral were also doing stretches, as they glared at each other from their friendly rivalry.

And Cyrus was preparing himself for a grand show, interested in participating in such an event. Teh revelation of the first event had only pumped him up more actually.

And so, the Grand Magi Games....began!

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Demor Ragani Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Iviri Tac Rixy Character Portrait: Rivyan Mahou Rixy Character Portrait: Alexandrius Verrevia Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Acara Verrevia Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Emerin "Emry" Liro Character Portrait: Altian Acropaleus Character Portrait: Jaune Al'asfar Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Cyrus Cyrril Character Portrait: Allo Aurios Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Nao Toreta Character Portrait: Aneko Tala Character Portrait: Sola Arkan
  1. So its pretty much guarenteed all the characters will pass most likely, but....this is getting very high marks.

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Elysia listened to the explanation, it was nothing she hadn't foreseen, but she couldn't help but feel nervous. A fight might have been easier on her frazzling nerves. She was not quite being used to being around people yet after millennia of isolation, let alone comfortable at being the centre of attention like this.

It was Ixa's words that drew her out of her funk. She smiled, albeit still a bit of a wan one, to the boy, "I'm sure it will!"

She watched as a few of the more confident people in the group she was standing on one of multiple stages with, started their appeals. In some case, that confidence seemed to be founded. In most others it seemed to be decidedly misplaced. Not even a minute had passed before she decided to join in on the fun herself.

She eyed what was already being cast, and how the different magics clashed with each other in a rather unsightly manner.

'This wil not do', she thought to herself, a mischievous smile on her face.

She began to draw on her magic, which in turn drew on the Seed of Wonder hiding itself in her soul. She altered the structure of her magic, which was by nature an amethyst color, to make it shine golden.

As it was, it caused her to seem to be surrounded by a lazily swirling golden haze, birdlike constructs formed of the same golden magic, visible in the vortex. She took the opportunity created by going unseen to transfigure her clothes into something more fitting for the occasion.

All of this, safe for the transfiguration of her clothes, had been pure manipulation of aether, not given purpose as of yet. This, as one might have guessed, was about to change.

She imbued the magic around her with a single purpose, and blasted it outwards. That purpose: Dispel. The magic raced across the field, dispelling whatever displays it was capable of. In the process her new outfit was unveiled, a form-hugging pale green ensemble with white, black accents.

She did a rather good job at hiding just how uncomfortable she was in such a revealing outfit, continuing on with her appeal.

Now that the field was cleared of most magic cast by the rabble that would have lost anyway, whether it be to her, or to other opponents with actual personality, she started her appeal for real.

She raised her arms to the sky, and a giant construct shaped like a bird formed around her. If one had paid attention earlier on, they would have noticed that this bird seemed to be of the same design as the ones flying around the haze earlier.

The bird moved, and a mournful trill could be heard throughout the entire colosseum, reaching even the spectators that where the furthest away. Creating several more effects by shaping her magic, she simultaneously focussed on continuing what turned out to be the approximation of a bird's song. In truth, she controlled strings of magic to create the music.

A portion of the spectators, and even a few contestants broke into tears at the sound. It was a song of loss, of longing, of melancholy. It was song of realisation that what was longed for could no longer be found anywhere but in memories. Yet halfway through an undercurrent that had been there from the beginning, but was not focussed on became the focus of the piece. It seemed to speak of determination, of love, of hope.

What once was may never be again, but every end marks a new beginning. As the music died down the bird flew to the sky, the other effects she had created rising with it. With a final 'cry' the bird and the other visual effects burst into flame, a golden shower of sparks raining down on the platform she was and the others in her group were on.

At the center of these gentle lights, a small construct shaped like an egg appeared in the sky, where the bird, now identified as phoenix used to be. It slowly floated down to Elysia, who appeared to absorb it into her body. She gave a small bow, signalling that she was done.

As she sat down on the edge of the platform, her legs dangling. As the transfiguration on her clothes dispelled, sounds of dismay could be heard once more from her fellow contestants. The first round of grumbling had come when their magic had been dispelled mid-action. The second however, was when they determined those gentle lights from earlier, which stuck to them, were draining their magic bit by bit. They gave her the stink eye, but she didn't see nor care. That performance had drained her emotionally, if not magically.

She'd start paying attention again when Ixa decided to come out and play.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Demor Ragani Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Iviri Tac Rixy Character Portrait: Rivyan Mahou Rixy Character Portrait: Alexandrius Verrevia Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Acara Verrevia Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Emerin "Emry" Liro Character Portrait: Altian Acropaleus Character Portrait: Jaune Al'asfar Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Cyrus Cyrril Character Portrait: Allo Aurios Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Nao Toreta Character Portrait: Aneko Tala Character Portrait: Sola Arkan

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A round of creativity and flashiness, rather than combat, eh? Demor crossed his arms and lowered his hood as he looked around the stadium. So many contenders, so much Magic Power in one place. The Judges had their booth, the audience was countless and surrounded them entirely. The Male Drachini nodded softly to himself, and tapped his foot. Most of his spells and skills were purely combative in nature - this wouldn't be easy.

But then he saw it: Another Mage who could use Storm Magic, or at least Weather Magic of some sort, creating a Storm Cloud above the Arena, drawing many eyes towards it as the lightning arced between the clouds and Thunder roared. Many children and those scared of the thunder cried out in fear, and Demor's eyes widened, pupils narrowing into Reptilian Slits as he darted for the Mage, Lightning arcing around his body as he let out a loud battle-cry, drawing perhaps some of the crowd to look at him as he then shoulder-charged that mage, slamming them off their feet before crouching, and leaping high into the air.

"I Sure hope everyone can see this..." he thought to himself as he continued flying upwards, covered in lightning as used his Arc Flight spell to dart across the air within the Arena, the Yellow and Purple Lightning flashing and arcing beautifully as he flew from spot to spot, right into the clouds.

Then he began to inhale. Within seconds the Storm calmed, and after perhaps a minute, it became apparent that the size of the storm cloud was shrinking. Demor was EATING the Storm Cloud. More specifically, feeding off the Magic that created it, and using it to both sate his appetite and fuel himself.

It would take another couple agonizingly frighting minutes before the entire cloud was gone, and the sun shone through to hit the audience again. Lightning arced from the clouds to the ground, scorching the earth and kicking up small bursts of flame or dust. Once the cloud was gone, though, Demor remained floating in the air for a moment, before letting out a small, almost inaudible belch, and beginning to fall to the ground face first, smiling the whole time.

His body began to glow brightly, and then it began to shift. Feet and Hands became claws, his tail flicked out fast enough to make a whip's crack, horns grew from his forehead, flowing back against his skull smoothly before pointing upwards, and finally, great wings of Black erupted from his back.

Dragon Force.

Once entering this form, the light vanished and he spread his wings, stopping his descent immediately with a burst of air that spread across the field, kicking up more dust, making clothes in the audience flutter, and hats fly away. He then flew up without the need of his Arc Flight spell, flying over the audience and directly in front of the judges to make sure they saw him and considered him for the next round. As he did, he did a variety of tricks - flips and corkscrews and other fancy flying before launching bolts of lightning and water into the sky, the two bolts of magic meeting in a dazzling explosion of light and mist.

He'd continue to do this, and many other flashy things that came to mind as long as his transformation lasted, which based on the sun-blocking size of that storm cloud he consumed, would be for most of the first stage at least.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Demor Ragani Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Iviri Tac Rixy Character Portrait: Rivyan Mahou Rixy Character Portrait: Alexandrius Verrevia Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Acara Verrevia Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Emerin "Emry" Liro Character Portrait: Altian Acropaleus Character Portrait: Jaune Al'asfar Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Cyrus Cyrril Character Portrait: Allo Aurios Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Nao Toreta Character Portrait: Aneko Tala Character Portrait: Sola Arkan

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Rayia looked at the crowds of people cheering as the Mages made their way in even with the mass of people Rayia quickly spotted her red armored bodyguard watching from the stands. Be ever watching. Rayia sent into Kassandra's mind. Kassandra gave a nod to Rayia as sign she had gotten the message.

Rayia made her way to what was to be her stage as the games where opened. Someone named Sola who was some kind of big deal here started off telling them the first event. A talent show of sorts... Not really one of Rayia's strong suits.

Rayia watched on as others made storms and some dragon thing ate it... Well that ruled out playing with her lightning. Rayia suddenly had a flashback to her days in the Jedi temple....

Rayia sat there all of 10 years old her pale freckled face and long brown locks. She gazed on in wonder as her master made objects float around her head. the young Jedi Rayia laughing and cheering as her master gave her a show...

Rayia brought herself back to the here and now. "Weak Jedi tricks..." she spit out

But those tricks would awe these feeble minds... Rayia sat down on her stage crossing her legs in front of her as she removed her hood and mask her dark shadowed skin was in stark contrast to her snow white hair. closing her eyes she began to channel the force around her. her lightsaber unhooked from her belt and ignited it's blood red blade. It and soon other small objects began to dance around above her head.

As the crowd looked on Rayia entered into her battle meditation. in her mind she could sense everything around her. The object danced her lightsaber carving shapes of ships and creatures that the peoples of Origin had likely never seen before. As the range of her battle meditation spread mages on platforms near her found themselves facing mishaps. Spells would fizz out or backfire on the caster. Some mages even tripped and fell from their stages.

Rayia's power slipped into the crowd as well a chant of "All hail Lady Rayia!" came from the lips of those taken by Rayia's power. Kassandra seeing this soon joined in the chant and encouraged others around her to join as well.

Maybe Rayia could pull this off after all.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Demor Ragani Character Portrait: Jezebeth Character Portrait: Brand Fairburn Character Portrait: Norme Marcoul Character Portrait: Rayia Icceni Character Portrait: Ixa Snowfall Rixy Character Portrait: Iviri Tac Rixy Character Portrait: Rivyan Mahou Rixy Character Portrait: Alexandrius Verrevia Character Portrait: Dr. Simon Azler Character Portrait: Acara Verrevia Character Portrait: Elysia Ryder Character Portrait: Emerin "Emry" Liro Character Portrait: Altian Acropaleus Character Portrait: Jaune Al'asfar Character Portrait: Shinku Rouge Character Portrait: Lyrian LeCross Character Portrait: Luna Bell Character Portrait: Cyrus Cyrril Character Portrait: Allo Aurios Character Portrait: Astral Aezro Character Portrait: Aedrios Gael Character Portrait: Azaken Mobito Character Portrait: Tavlin Cyclus Character Portrait: Kassandra Eclipse Character Portrait: Nao Toreta Character Portrait: Aneko Tala Character Portrait: Sola Arkan

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(collaboration by NeverEndingFlip and LookingAtPerks)


Altian smiled at his friend as he glanced among the crowd, his gaze resting on the judging booth, "Well...there's no rule saying we can't work together yet. I'm all ears! What'cha got?"

"Alright!" Emry shouted, and then began to think. Which in retrospect, while it wasn't like he was dumb, what tended to happen in cases like this... "Okay! I think we should go with a big wazoo! And then crackle crackle with some pshiii, followed by fwooosh and bams and krataw! Oh, and then some buuble buuble for good measure, followed by more crackle in a big swirl overhead, with some kachink and sploosh!"

That is what happened. Emerin's mind was....unique.

But Altian, having been around the blue-haired wonder for a while, knew that while he couldn't understand what he was saying, he definitely had an awesome plan in mind involving some sky stuff, "Then let's do it! I'll follow your lead."

That was how they worked. Emerin enjoyed creating the huge shows, casting the powerful spells and conjuring the most brilliantly awe-inspiring stuff few could think of. Altian refined the edges, making things smoother and more practical, and bringing Emerin's imagination to life.

The moment he agreed to it, Emerin immediately started working on what had to be largest collection of mana ever conceived. Not as in mana capacity, nor the amount of mana a wizard could gather inside him. What he was doing was gathering the mana into a gigantic ball in his hands, a relatively pointless and almost moronic activity normally. However, what Emerin did next caused everyone to change their minds.

He smashed his hands together while holding that massive chunk of mana, and this caused it to burst out into the sky in a form of a vortex, creating a sort of waaa noise around it while a zoo noise rhythmically went down the center, meshing into an unusual but appealing melody. And then, he added a large amount of lightning into the vortex, following the trails of mana he created, and formed a vortex of lightning and colorful transparent hue with a huge beam down the center.

And this was followed by wind magic, zipping around and around and causing the vortex to shift and shape, making it a fluid ever-changing structure instead of something static. And it caused some reactions, making the mana light up in all sorts of colors. From all sides, the light show flowed and twirled with a pattern that made a spectacle.

Of course, if one was not careful, it would probably run totally out of control and maybe explode.

But that was why Altian was there. As quickly as the vortex could become unstable, he would spot the uneven ebbs and flows of pure mana around them and correct it. Sometimes it meant throwing a bit of wind magic in one spot to push it along, sometimes it meant actively manipulating the mana in the air to keep the swirl smooth and non-clustered. The melody set a cool and relaxing tone, Altian realized, recognizing the potential to do some cool stuff.

He took some liberties and started shifting the raw magic power around them with his dominant hand, using some more wind magic to spawn miniature twisters from the vortex. A total of six touched down and began circling the duo, drawing the audience's attention back to them. With his non-dominant hand, he continued to keep the vortex under control within the new facets of spawning several wind towers created out of pure mana. The six twisters split apart, creating twelve, then twenty-four, growing smaller after each split. The cords of wind themselves would appear synchronized as they moved, twirling around Emry and Alt and bending in several interesting and chaotic ways...but it never felt too out of control.

"Emry! We can use the mana in the air!" he called delightedly as the twisters around them started to converge into two funnels, making it look like they were inside a massive, shimmering candy cane as it spun, "We can turn it into stuff!"

As Altian said that, some playful ideas formed in Emerin's head. As the funnels began to shrink and dissipate, he began to twist and shape the mana in new ways, deliberately this time, and began to create a stage with the two of them at the center. Compared to before, he shifted it in a purposeful way to make sure that all the eyes would see them at the center of the magic, and created decorations of simple design around them. Funnels, loops, and all sorts of other things, while maintaining the base core of it. The lightning sparked and cracked around them, the wind swept and sung, and now fire of various colors was added to the mix to bring a brilliant flare. It added more effort and work to maintain, but it began to form into the start of a brilliant display.

"Then let's really spice it up!" Emerin replied, with a full on grin.

"I'm glad you said that," Altian winked as he rubbed his fingers, a few sparks emanating and falling to the stage beneath them.

His attention turned towards one of the loop-de-loops. Pulling out the pen resting on top of his ear, he clicked it, letting it morph into the shape he desired: a short, smooth stick with a hilt on the end he was holding (A.K.A. a wand). He muttered an incantation and flicked his wrist, pointing the tip at the loop he was focused on. As if a metamorphosis had occurred, the loop suddenly gave way, falling away into a sort of magical dust. In it's place was a mid-sized, elegantly slender rainbow dragon. It's beard was white and magnificently long and it's body closely resembled something like a snake or a leviathan. It's scales were rainbow-colored and seemed to shimmer magical dust like a fairy. There would be no classification of species for this particular dragon as one didn't exist of it's kind. It was completely made up by the imagination of a twelve year old boy, after all.

With a flick of the wrist and a wave of the hand, the dragon started flying through the air, doing loops and corkscrews and all kind of crazy tricks. It even flew by the audience...so close that the spectators could touch the raw energy that passed them. Eventually, it barreled over to where Alt and Emry were standing. But Altian had control and he had a plan in mind.

"Hop on!" he cried gleefully as he took Emerin's hand and jumped onto the dragon.

Immediately they were airborne. The Dragon was undeterred by the new presence on it's back and continued it's routine. But for the two boys, it was like a roller-coaster ride, zigging and zagging all over the place. Once more, they passed over the audience, only this time it would be Altian and Emerin reach out to slap fives with the spectators, immersing them in the experience. It was pure controlled chaos.

Altian glanced up at the sky and noticed the massive mana pool was suddenly severely depleted, having been used to fuel their wonderfully thrilling creation. It was still huge, but not nearly as big as before and it seemed to be shrinking fast!

"Emry-Shu!" he pointed as they rode, "We need a big finale! Something that can use up all that mana!"

Seeing an opportunity in mind, Emerin quickly grabbed Altian's hand and smiled at his idea. "Just hold on tight, and make sure to keep us balanced!"

What he said might have been odd at first, but then what he did next explained it all. Emerin went for the grand finale of the performance, with the dragon taking them down and then up, the mana forming an even stronger vortex that they went up through the center of. The dragon stopped after it reached the top of the vortex of lightning and mana and wind and fire around them, extending its head which now carried Emerin and Altian on, as it breathed out an array of breath that turned into sparkling glitter like particles around them, causing the vortex to burst out into this as well. Like a vacuum, the cloud of colorful mana above them absorbed itself into the dragon and out the mouth, fueling the beast's breath.

And in the center, Emerin and Altian were in a rather meaningful and heartwarming position. The two had their feet planted on opposite sides of the dragon, and both were at an angle where they would fall off, if they were not holding each other's hands. Of course, because each human being was different in some way, Emerin and Altian had to use some magic to keep up the actual balance, but from the perspective of the audience, it looked like they were keeping each other perfectly balanced through will and teamwork alone and the light show floated down around them.

They kept up this position for a bit, until it was finally time to lower themselves down and let someone else use that part of the stage. The dragon slowly disappeared into a blend of sparkles and glitters that rained down with all the others. Despite this, the two boys seemed to gently float down like a feather until their feet hit solid earth.

"Well I think that went really well!" he said, probably unaware the sheer amount of time Altian stopped the entire thing from exploding...

Altian was breathless after the excitement, effort, and overall mana strain on his body, "Yeah...ooo, we should've brought the staff you got at the underground library! I bet we could've done some REALLY cool stuff!"

"Oh yeah! Wait, maybe I could get it to come now!" Emerin said, raising his hand into the air. The staff was supposed to have an automatic recall if he called for it but... "Oh, it might be out of range. Oh well".

...and on that note, Allo was also glad to see them done, having recieved various visions and what not about the potential chaos that could have been caused each time before Altian dealt with it.