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Demigrem Demiarch

In the darkest of life, there is still light...

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Zaltos-Kiraxo

Description

8'3" tall
365 pounds
Purple/Gray skin
Species 1: Vampire
Species 2: Uknown
Natural Abilities: Stregnth, Speed, Sight
Special Abilities: Lightning(In many forms), Summoner
Weapons: 7' Battle Axe, 8' Glaive
Shields: 5.5' Teutonic Demiarch Shield(Absorbs energies that hit it directly)
Transformations: 3 Stage
Stage 1: Basic Form(Armored Knight look)
Stage 2: Hades Blessing
Stage 3: Diablos Curse
Hidden Demon Within(Diablo related)
Stage 1:
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Stage 2:
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Stage 3:
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Demon has never been released. Image unavailable.

So begins...

Demigrem Demiarch's Story

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Deep into the sky, beyond the the moon, a very flourescent purple light flittered. At this distance, it was unable to tell if it was moving or just a star, and probably not even noticed. Steadily, this light was moving at a speed of Mach VI through the vast, empty, dark, area of Space.

The light vanished within two minutes of it's first sighting. As the light vanished, a vortex formed. The vortex grew larger and larger till the beings on any nearby planets would see the massive, glowing, purple spacial vortex. As the vortex formed, navy blue and deep purple clouds that ripped with a crimson lightning and ground shaking thunder that released a black pulse of energy. These clouds grew till they covered the skies of Castelia City, leaving no sight of sky or natural light. As the clouds grew, they began to spiral and create a gust. The winds would begin to blend with the flames and rubble that seemed to be filling up Castelia City.

In the eye of this storm, a purple glow began to emit. This light was surrounded by the most fiercious blasts of lightning and sounded like the roar of one thousand lions. Something was here, or was on it's way here. Something unnatural. Something that should never set foot on a mortal realm...But what?

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The robed man's unseeing gaze had been locked upon Aeson. The other had made the mistake of preusming he would not be ready to retaliate. "Bullet Punch!" the robed man announced, cutting Aeson off. Medicham shifts forward, once again rushing Aeson with blinding speed. Suddenly it's fist shot forward at the other with a loud crack, much like the sound of a bullwhip, and enough friction to ignite the air around it. A series of extremely rapid punches follow with the intention of forcing putting too much pressure on Aeson for the other to get his attack off.

Observing all of what was going on, Jessica comes to only one conclussion. The world has gone mad and she is the only sane one left. Are you mocking me Jennifer? "For cryin' out loud!" she remarked in frustration, producing a pokeball. "Yer expl-er-nation's a brick er two shy a full load." she remarked, unamused by all this possibly murder going on. It was hard to trust Jennifer or this robed stranger when they were doing so well attacking these strange folk without pokemon to protect themselves. From the ball emerged... a tauros.

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"Jessy, there's an insane dude that came through the portal and he's trying to kill us all! That blast was meant for me, Castle, and everyone 100 feet behind me!" Jennifer screamed at the farm hand. Maybe not the evil Tungsten had meant to warn her about all those years ago, but hey, if the shoe fits.

"If it makes you feel any better, just think of the staff dude as a trainer and the armor guy as his Pokemon. Castle, return! Let's go, Scizor!" Right now she was dealing with something far more valuable and delicate than life and limb. The trust of a friend.

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Seeing what happened after the ranged attack i decide to get closer, I charge at the guy swing my sword to create a giant shockwave at point blank range. "Die!" i yell" as i run. My pokemon all start evacuating all of the innocent people.

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The point blank shot at Merek at best was desperate there was no planning to it let alone caution, to get close to a man that endured a solid hit 150 times an attack is at best a suicide attack. Never the less Merek's eyes flashed a hand popping up forming a circle which in less than a second flashed a convex shield dispersing the blast to either side of him. His next strike had his fist strike the pavement with another circle appearing causing the ground to crack and fissure all about but the main crack rocketed towards Aeson. At the time Aeson was busy with his main attacked cancelled in order to block the fists he diverted his magic into his arms to absorb the fury of the punches and keep up with the speed of the attack.

Though the rumbling of the plaza quickly came upon Aeson who fell into the fissure. He glanced over at Merek as he fell who had already gripped his force smashing the swords with his fist. He roared above the din to Aeson now.

"Regroup in the park I have a plan!" Merek's voice echoed out as he vanished in a blazing white heated light that would only temporarily blind the enemy. It gave him enough time to quickly slip around the corner and make his inhuman sprint to the park.Z

Aeson on the other hand simply vanished in a blink leaving the creature to swing at air. Both of the men had exposed their plan rather obviously which should greatly concern their foes.

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The storm above grew louder as the time passed. The rumble that was emitted from its core began to spread throughout the storm, increasing the intensity of the storms presence. As the rumble grew louder the glass in the buildings began to rattle and the loose concrete and mortar began to fall from the walls of these buildings. Such power was being emitted from just the sound of the thunder and it kept growing, not to mention the growing velocity and range of the lightning.

As the thunder grew, of course the lightning did to. It ripped through the skies leaving so much light behind each strike that it seemed like a crimson sun was casting its light upon the city. The lightning eventually began change its direction from across the sky to the tops of buildings. One bolt actually struck the third largest building in the city and in a matter of seconds the building was engulfed in flames before it caved in on itself, creating a massive dust cloud that smothered out the surrounding few blocks.

The core of this storm had also changed its sound. The sound no longer was like a lions roar, but more of a jet engines roar. The pitch kept growing higher and higher, not helping out the stability of the structures that were being effected by the thunder. To make matters worse in this Celestial Storm, it would appear as if some form of a rupture was forming in the core. Odd enough, even though it opened up and looked like a blackhole of some kind, it did nothing for a few minutes...and then it began.

A purple and black miasma was beginning to fall from this vortex and spread through the skies, mixing with the massive celestial storm. If the appearance of the storm held no importance to them when it arrived, it would now. As the storm's power grew more intense, the core kept producing new substances into the atmosphere that could not be ignored. With the miasma in the air above the city, the temperature dropped significantly and the wind began to blow. Everyone, good or evil, was now at risk. The lightning crashing into the ground, burning and fracturing the asphalt and concrete. The thunder was making mighty towers quake at it's sound. The miasma was rapidly lowering the temperature. The winds were spreading dust and fueling any fires around. The tide had rised by a foot in a matter of seconds. The core was now some sort of vortex or portal. Needless to say, something is about to happen and nobody knows, not even the storm itself.

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Jessica just sort of looked at Jennifer as if she were speaking R'lyehian, glancing around at the situation. What did her voyager training say about this anyway? ...It said to avoid fights with the natives when possible.

Gee, that was helpful. Suddenly chaos was breaking out and something was exploding, suddenly there was a bodycount, suddenly the pretense of honor was thrown out the window. This act of mass scale terrorism brings heroes crawling out of the woodworks. Even seemingly wild pokemon begin to show up without a trainer in sight, spurred into action by the act of senseless cruelty.

The robed man is not one of them. He takes one look at the carnage and decides to ignore it--How unheroic! He instead tends to his wounded Xatu. "Let's find out where they're going and head them off." he states simply. Xatu's eyes glow with psychic power, peering through time and space to help him find a place to wait. The robed man and his pokemon then vanish in a beam of light.


Meanwhile, pokemon begin to rise into the sky. A pidgeot leads the charge with hundreds of pokemon following suit, either with their own wings or on the backs of others. They just keep coming, riddling the sky with angry faces and a chorus of battlecries. A veritable hailstorm of shockwaves are the first thing to rip through the air itself, forcefully dismembering even gasses as they soar through the storm. The second thing that comes is the counter storm itself. Blasts of hurricane force winds sail up into the celestial storm at well over 200 miles per hour, attempting to forcefully disperse the dismembered matter.

Jessica watched the burning building in horror, frozen in place where she stood.

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Arneth stepped beside Jessica and watched the incredible spectacle before them. He speaks without turning to her, "What are you going to do Jessica? Can't stand there all day."

He calmly turns to her with a friendly smile and waits for her answer.

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Jessica's gaze turned upon Arneth. She appeared confused at first; who was this stranger and how did he know her name? She reasoned that perhaps he had heard of the first Voyager. "Uh." she started rather awkwardly, her mind elsewhere perhaps. "I ain't sure!" she admitted, reaching up and adjusting her hat. What even was going on up in this city? She had no idea.

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"Peculiar..." Arneth thought aloud.

"I think we should go. Last time you were nowhere near this incident."

Arneth waited for Jessica's answer, which he knew what it was.

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Jennifer looked around. Thundurus might have been a prankster, but he would never cause this much destruction and loss of life, let alone in a city! Something sinister was afoot. This was far beyond even her. Time to evacuate. Using her connections as a one-time Gym Leader, she called up Burgh on her PokeLog. "Come in, Burgh. It's Jennifer. I don't know if you're listening, but you need to call a full bug-out evacuation. Secure the Liberty and Unity Piers, I'll take the Prime Pier and Cruise Dock! We have enough people to cover the Thumb Pier, but we have lost the Skyarrow Bridge! Voyager Jessica Stark is on scene and standing by, so tell her to cover the Route 4 gatehouse! Move it, bug brain! Over and out!"

Being a native Terran, Jennifer knew all too well the importance of having a Weakness Policy ready for when destruction of this scale came knocking. The captain of the Royal Unova would also be radioed to get ready for an extended and crowded voyage.

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Aeson arrived at the park before Merrek was able being able to the ability of Blink but the once armor clad warrior was not too far behind, arriving barely out of breath for the distance he just covered. The stood near the outskirts hidden from above by a tree as they looked around.

"Do you happen to be the cause of this storm?" Merek's voice rough from the blow he took his ribs still healing from the blow.

"This is no magic of mind. It would seem as if he happen to have someone else dropping in on what we came here to accomplish. We may need to pull back. Have you heard anything from Elijin yet?" Aeson looked about rubbing his beard with one hand as he talked.

"No we parted ways before I came to you. He went off into the woods with the eagle and dog of his. I don't know what he is planning but I trust his judgement." Merek shoved his sword into the ground resting his shield on the blunt of the blade.

"We'll stay here temporarily for now until you've healed some more and we get you re-quipped in some better armor." Aeson's hand swept in front of him a smaller rune appeared as he drew out the power from the abyss conjuring up repairs on his own clothing and bringing up a new improved set of armor for the warrior.

All they could do now was wait and see what came of the situation and to see what Elijin was possibly planning if anything at all in the background.

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The storm seemed to slow down on its spiraling in the sky due to the pokemons effort. The thunder still roared and the lightning continued its strikes. The clouds began to break apart, but the material was still in the air. Within moments, the clouds began to bind back together at a rapid pace and flow with the air that the pokemon were generating. What seemed to be a noble effort would backfire. The miasma and the clouds formed into a super funnel that was spewing lightning. The tip of the super tornado touched down in the center of the city, in the middle of a park. Oddly, this vortex was not damaging anything.

A black orb the size of a basketball floated out of the vortex and hovered between the only two beings in the park, Merek and Aeson, “I come bearing the name of the Demiarch, and we seek your hand in our arrival. Place your hands upon me, trust that you are the power here, and we shall summon an army that will conquer this realm…”

The vortex returned to the sky and the clouds stopped moving all together and turned into a pure miasma that surged with red lightning and purple pulses of thunder. The core began to morph itself into something, but what? In thirty seconds, the core went from a solid sphere to a black, spiraling, purple lightning spewing, vortex into another realm.

The orb pulsed again and spoke once more to Merrek and Aeson, “As a promise of Demiarch powers, a beast of mighty proportions, which no beast here can match in this realm alone, will come through this portal. By placing your hands on me, you can harness the power of this beast.”

The orb on the ground, that was between Merrek and Aeson, pulsed a purple color, and is it did, the roar of a dragon echoed through the portal in the sky. Seconds behind this scream a beast came bolting out of it. It held a high resemblance to Rayquaza, but it’s color was not the same. The main color carried on it’s body was a metallic black. The secondary color that was on the Rayquaza’s stripe was a metallic purple. Upon the dragons head was a helmet of some kind that was made out of some kind of gold bones.

The dragon took a coiled position around the portal, letting off powerful screams that covered the sound of the lightning. It had a duty, and the beast was going to carry it out. But for now, it would guard this portal, waiting on a response from it’s master. Maybe something would come along to challenge this beast, but the likeliness of this was slim.

“Take the power…” The orb said quietly as it waited on the hands of Aeson and Merrek.

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The storm seemed to slow down on its spiraling in the sky due to the pokemons effort. The thunder still roared and the lightning continued its strikes. The clouds began to break apart, but the material was still in the air. Within moments, the clouds began to bind back together at a rapid pace and flow with the air that the pokemon were generating. What seemed to be a noble effort would backfire. The miasma and the clouds formed into a super funnel that was spewing lightning. The tip of the super tornado touched down in the center of the city, in the middle of a park. Oddly, this vortex was not damaging anything.

A black orb the size of a basketball floated out of the vortex and hovered between the only two beings in the park, Merek and Aeson, “I come bearing the name of the Demiarch, and we seek your hand in our arrival. Place your hands upon me, trust that you are the power here, and we shall summon an army that will conquer this realm…”

The vortex returned to the sky and the clouds stopped moving all together and turned into a pure miasma that surged with red lightning and purple pulses of thunder. The core began to morph itself into something, but what? In thirty seconds, the core went from a solid sphere to a black, spiraling, purple lightning spewing, vortex into another realm.

The orb pulsed again and spoke once more to Merrek and Aeson, “As a promise of Demiarch powers, a beast of mighty proportions, which no beast here can match in this realm alone, will come through this portal. By placing your hands on me, you can harness the power of this beast.”

The orb on the ground, that was between Merrek and Aeson, pulsed a purple color, and is it did, the roar of a dragon echoed through the portal in the sky. Seconds behind this scream a beast came bolting out of it. It held a high resemblance to Rayquaza, but it’s color was not the same. The main color carried on it’s body was a metallic black. The secondary color that was on the Rayquaza’s stripe was a metallic purple. Upon the dragons head was a helmet of some kind that was made out of some kind of gold bones.

The dragon took a coiled position around the portal, letting off powerful screams that covered the sound of the lightning. It had a duty, and the beast was going to carry it out. But for now, it would guard this portal, waiting on a response from it’s master. Maybe something would come along to challenge this beast, but the likeliness of this was slim.

“Take the power…” The orb said quietly as it waited on the hands of Aeson and Merrek.

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Aeson looked at the orb as it spoke and at Merek. Merek shrugged first newly re equipped with his new armor before talking.

"If you wish to touch it. I'll stand ready if it tries anything to disrupt you." Merek merely replied drawing his sword.

Aeson nodded reaching forward his own energy creating a shield around himself. His hand made contact with the orb his other hand stood ready to strike down anything that would endanger or attack.

"Show me this power then." Aesons voice ringed his eyes blazing a hot white.

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“I offer you power…and you doubt me…I have made my offer, both or none.” The orb spoke gently.

As Aeson placed his hand on the orb, the orb did give a taste of the power he promised, but nothing permanent. The black mysterious Rayquaza let out a mighty roar and a small surge of lightning shot up Aeson’s arm and down to his feet, spiraling around them, waiting for his command. It was minor, but enough to feel an increase in his magic. The downside, Aeson’s hand was now permanently attached to the orb, only thing is, Aeson would not know unless he tried to remove himself.

“Now, I will state my deal again..Merrek and Aeson, place your hands upon me and have faith in the power I offer…”

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Merek finally places his own hand on the orb shoring up his defenses as well.

"I do not put faith in this power. I put my trust in my ability and Aesons." His words firm and forceful in there own manner of the warrior.

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And it begins…

As Merrek placed his hand on the orb, it created an irreversible bond with him as it did Aeson. The orb began to glow purple and a massive eyeball with a red, sideways, six pointed star appeared. The pupil shifted from Aeson to Merrek over and over as it read the two.

“As promised, here is the chance for power. Now the rest is up to you..HARHAHAR!”

The eye in the orb blinked, and when it’s eyelids opened, a crimson beam with black lightning shot straight for the portal the Rayquaza was guarding. By time the eye was fully visible again, the crimson beam surrounded Aeson and Merrek. With no way to run since they were bound to the orb for the time being, the beam engulfed the park and no more.

“We hope you’re ready for power… Master Demigrem has been waiting patiently for me to bring you to him… If you return, you will return to the moment before the storm…”

The Rayquaza let off a mighty roar that lasted for thirty seconds. In this time, the miasma lifted and began retreating into portal. Following it was the massive storm. All that remained in the city was the massive crimson beam with black lightning surging around it that went from the park and into the vortex, and of course, the mystical Rayquaza that guarded portal.

The skies were blue, the beam was crimson, and the air was clean. It was actually peaceful for the time being. Time for the city to make sure everyone was okay and prepare a defense if something was to happen again.

“This trip will only take a minute. Try not to get to rowdy on the trip, you are connected to me, and that would not end well for any of us.”

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Deep in the reaches of space, where many things are created and many more are destroyed, something was stirring. At this point and time, unless under high surveillance if there was such, nothing abstract would be noticed. In this space was a black hole that had been closing up. Within the last minutes of the black holes life, it was saved. The three suns that this black hole resided between lined up.

These three suns were three different sizes. The largest, the blue giant, behind the giant red sun, followed by a small blue sun. These three suns released a beam of light that pierced through the remaining inches of the black holes portal. When this happened, the black hole exploded back open and more powerful. The black hole actually kept growing at a massive pace.

It wasn't long before the black hole began to exercise it's new found power. The closest sun, the small blue began to move from where it hung. In three hours, the black hole was beginning to place it's final clasp on the sun. When the sun was finally jerked into the black hole, it exploded and enraged the black hole more. The black hole kept on it's path of destruction and growth, seeking the second sun.

The time finally came for the second sun to be swallowed. This time, instead of being swallowed whole, the giant red sun would begin to break apart in it's final minutes. Explosion after explosion was released, sending massive solar flares flying through the intergalactic space, what few would escape the grasp of the black hole.

And now the time came for the final sun to be swallowed. This sun did not budge easily, and the black hole continued to try and grow. It took hours before it moved an inch, and it took many more hours before this sun would vanish. After many hours, the sun was finally swallowed. Things were different this time. When this sun was swallowed the black hole quit growing, but a purple light began to escape the black hole's funnel opening.

Maybe forty seconds after the last sun was swallowed the black hole began to implode at a rapid pace. The vortex fully imloded and released a massive wave of energy, followed by a new galaxy of the sorts. There was a crimson moon and a white sun, lined with six planets, some habitable by humans, some are not. This was not the final act of this spacial surprise.

A small black orb, no bigger than a softball, came barreling out of white sun, past the planets, and deep into the reaches of space. What had happened on this day was a phenomena or act of the celestials, either which way, it was highly unlikely anything was noticed. The black orb would move through space at a mach 7, blasting through anything that it passed.

The orb, seeming like new life, began to mutter to itself, "I have finished 'Stage 2', Lord Demigrem. I hope 'Stage 3' is going well?"

With no instant response, the orb knew to continue on it's path until it was responded to by the orbs master...whoever this, "Lord Demigrem", is.

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The orb continued on it's path and in the mean time, the planets kept moving until they reached their true spot in orbit around the white sun. Two of the six planets would be habitable to an extent, while the other four planets would be useless unless used for energy of some kind. It would still be a while before the planets would fully be where they needed to be in this space. Till the time came, they would remain hidden and protected deep in the belly of the Intergalactic Space.

The orb's direction was still unknown, but it seemed to be on a mission. It's speed stayed consistent, and eventually it would break out of Intergalactic Space and into open Space. In this trip, it was communicating the Demigrem finally.

"Lord Demigrem, why do you doubt the will of the mortals? When they see, they believe. I will be sending someone else...He is weak, but he can grow. Demonstrate if necessary...I will begin Project Exodus when I find life."

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A black orb, the size of a softball appeared through a brief small explosion of white and purple energy. The orb wouldn't move, it would just sit there for a minute. After a few minutes, it began to crackle with white lightning. Following this lightning, an eye with a golden iris appeared inside the orb and was proportionate to the orbs size.

"Well this is a lovely place to be sent...It seems so dead! Ha! He! Wow, it's been a long time since i've been awake. Maybe there's some kind of life here..."

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"I sense life, Lord Demigrem. Shall I begin the Project?"

The orb was sure on what Demigrem's answer would be, so it began on the path towards the life he found. It was not too far, and actually would be breaking through into their territory rather soon. All the orb was interested in doing was beginning the "Project."

The setting changes from intergalactic-space to Cybran National Space

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The orb broke through the territory, into the sector known formally as Cybran National Space. The speed of the orb dropped dramatically as entered into this zone. The orb was taking in what it was seeing. Steel was floating, dead corpses still somewhat it contact, sparks flickering; the aftermath of a war of some kind that had happened some time ago. No matter, the orb moved through it, thinking about what it was about to get into as it moved towards the life.

The setting changes from cybran-national-space to Castelia City

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The red beam continued flowing, never budging an inch on it's massive size. On the bottom, where the park used to be, something began to exit. It looked like life size statues. They all were wearing black camouflage uniforms that had an emblem on both shoulders. This emblem was a crimson flag with a white Star of Luciphael(Star of David turned sideways).

The first ten to exit came out in two groups of three and one group of four. These stone beings carried some form of rifle that was made of stone, but had the shine of steel. Two of these stone soldiers had a sniper rifle in the same style. The group of four took off together, containing one of the snipers. We'll call this Alpha Squad for now. Alpha squad move swiftly, moving through the streets and alleys, staying out of sight.

The other two squads began to circle around, making sure that there was no armed beings around. Within minutes, they were calling in the construction crew. First came the laborers to block the areas off where they would begin work. As they were marking off the areas, vehicles made from a dark grey and black, slick, shiny stone, came hovering out. In front of these vehicles was a spinning turbine of what seemed like lightning. There came out four of these trucks.

The rest of the ground workers would come out now, being about twenty in total. Smaller stone vehicles would come out also, carrying smaller materials. Six Demiarchal men in white shirts began to give orders. The other men began to move out of the way, standing back by the beam. When all the men moved back, the soldiers began to take positions to watch the machines with the turbines.

"LET'S GET THIS $#!+ DONE! QUICK TALKIN', AND GET YOUR ASSES MOVING! WHY DID I WALK THROUGH THAT PORTAL TO YOU ALL DOING NOTHING? LABORERS HAVE IT MARKED, GET YOUR LAZY ASSES MOVING! NOWW!!!", Shouted what must have been the main foreman of the job.

The giant machines fired their turbines up, and a 9' electrical barrel began to roar in front of them. There was two trucks per road, and the laborers marked off a total of a four block radius. The supercharged electrical turbines began to rip up the previous roads, disintegrating the pavement as it swallowed it. What remained would be held in a holding take that could hold up to sixteen tons of this ash. Behind these machines would be sizzling dirt ten feet down, radiating an odd smell.

Twenty feet above the ground, a little black orb with an eyeball came floating through the sky. It moved down to ground level and began moving through the men. It would then turn to the beam and blink. When it blinked, the red beam disappeared back into the vortex in the sky. The Rayquaza would take off into space, disappearing into the stars for now.

When the beam disappeared, the area that was once a park was now the Lay Down Yard for the workers and their equipment. In the middle was a portal of the sorts, big enough for a large piece of equipment to come through. Standing outside of this portal was a total of sixteen armed guards and four RS-4 Rail Cannons. Obviously nobody unauthorized was allowed through this portal.

Work had begun, and a new, more powerful, more elegant, future was in store for Castelia City. Whoever these new beings were, they were working their butt's off. They were laying new form of plumbing under the road and placed some sort of machine and tech for power. Their intentions seemed very good, understanding that the soldiers were only precautionary. The Demiarchals of the Demiarch Empire, from the Demiarch Realm, were here, in Castelia City, hopefully paving the path for a new home. Interestingly enough, this new home would be in not only a new universe, but a whole new realm.

The setting changes from castelia-city to Wrath (Ira) - Fifth Circle

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An orb cam floating into the Fifth Circle, gazing upon it for what it was; a healthy place to begin work. The orb took a quick scan of the area, and in this scan he realized they were not alone. When the orb noted the high powers in the area, it knew it had to prepare a defense fast and have a lot done in the next few days.

The eye of the orb looked upwards and let off a flare of gold energy. Following this flare was a round gold portal. The orb then shot into the portal and seconds later came back out. Following behind it was a group of seventeen Demiarchals*. They began to place rods in the ground, peaking above the water and glowing purple and orange.

Following behind these laborers were large floating vehicles, like trucks, but made out of a metallic stone material. Behind these trucks are trailers the levitating that were carrying a mass amount of Cerenium blocks and Cerenium pieces for a wall. The vehicles to unload these blocks to the ground were right behind the trucks.

Smaller vehicles and more Demiarchals came through the portal, but most importantly, a small battalion of stone soldiers in black camouflage uniforms would come out. There was roughly thirty ground troops came out: Five snipers, two shoulder cannons, seven long range battle rifles, and the rest were fully auto-matic, mid-close range, machine guns. Three more Demiarchal soldiers came through the portal, they were the medics for the whole population.

A few hours later...

"Foreman! I need a foreman!," the orb shouted.

A Demiarchal came running forward, "That would be me. What is it?"

"Do you see those islands? They're made of a stone. Normally, a fleshly being couldn't do this, but the Demiarchal's are chosen by The White Sun, to be able to do what no others can. I want them mined and researched. We need to find out what we can do with it. If you think we can make anything useful out of them after mining, please do." The orb spoke to the Demiarchal foreman.

"Yes sir! You're lucky. We decided to prepare one for just in case. And what do you know?! We get to drill! I'll map it out and we'll see what happens." The Demiarchal replied.

The orb floated off and the Demiarchal man went back to work as construction materials for pavement and walls, as well as temporary shelters for food and sleep. Construction had begun here, and at a rather spectacular pace. Whatever was going on, these beings seemed to be extremely strong and hard works.

The orb went black for a moment, "Lord Demigrem, I have begun Project Genesis. When will my Master be present?"

The orb got it's response a few seconds later when it felt the new energy in itself, "There's two! A sorcerer and a warrior. This may go smoother that we presumed."

All the orb could do is watch the work, float around, and scan for any possible threats that may be heading their way. The soldiers carried their metallic stone rifles and weapons in a position ready for battle. They kept full coverage around the encampment as the work was going on. Now it was just a waiting game.