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The Corruption
Inexplicable. Summoned merely by mention.
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Patcharoo
History
That man accepted the gifts of Lzothozsh, and grew great with power. Over the years he lost himself in the void of power. He became paranoid of his own ability to exist as he was consumed by the black goop that was his form. As a child of Lzothozsh, he adopted the name 'The Corruption'.
A portal to the Corruption was uncovered long ago. One family, the Flavaar's, sought to use it's power and set up their home nearby, claiming the land. For many years the family used the Corruption's gifts until their line dwindled. The most recent of the family is Drakus Flavaar. Another who has accepted the Corruption is Mary Bloodtear.
Then the Corruption grew tired of the isolation brought about from it's form. It shed it's power to four others and made itself mortal once more. Little did it know in this act it had actually (technicaly) impregnated the four women with it's foul spawn.
Two of them escaped with mental sufferance, one was killed (but returned) and the last became the priestess of Lzothozsh.
A new Corruption is formed to serve while Lzothozsh slumbers.
So begins...
The Corruption's Story
The platform lowered, the feeling was undeniable, but down where was impossible to tell. Another platform was rising from far below, a much large one surrounding by objects. Whisper was left to hover for a moment over the scene that played out below. A masked man in a faded canary yellow suit seemed to stare at another man, one with metal gauntlets and a sword, before he headed for one of the nine doors surrounding them. Once through the man conversed with what seemed to be air before following him. He returned a moment later, placing his sword in a pedestal in the centre before walking through a different door.
"This is the vault. The centre of my being. My heart, so to speak. And I, in turn remain within..."
A large yellow eye suddenly opened far, far overhead. It beamed down on the centre platform with its many doors like a great sun. Lzothozsh.
"This is the vault. The centre of my being. My heart, so to speak. And I, in turn remain within..."
A large yellow eye suddenly opened far, far overhead. It beamed down on the centre platform with its many doors like a great sun. Lzothozsh.
The eye closed once more, plunging them once more into darkness. Stars began to glitter overhead, hundreds of them. "I am the Corruption. You will not know me by any other name. But know that it is your fault I am here. You will not remember me. But know what you did. Know your crimes. You destroyed my world, Whisper. You ended everything that I held dear to me. And now I want to slowly do the same to you."
"Your resolve is weak. My agents are everywhere. When the time comes I will show you exactly what you did. Until then, let it stir in your stomach, make you fret, make you worry. Leave you in agony over what you could have possibly done to warrant such complete revenge."
The Corruption stood fast in their insistence. However, Shaded stood at the complete opposite. "He sounds deluded. Why not just reveal himself unless he has no evidence to stand on? It's a fallacy. Don't fall for it."
The Corruption stood fast in their insistence. However, Shaded stood at the complete opposite. "He sounds deluded. Why not just reveal himself unless he has no evidence to stand on? It's a fallacy. Don't fall for it."
As the light expanded it would reveal only the black walls of the Corruption which seemed to extend up into infinity to the night sky. That was a night sky, wasn't it? But as the light travelled up it revealed tendrils. Hundreds of them. And on the tip of each was a small bright light coming from a sole eye. The eyes were the stars. Lzothozsh's spawn.
"When you become the Corruption..." was the slow answer, "You lose your physical form and become a being of raw magic."
"When you become the Corruption..." was the slow answer, "You lose your physical form and become a being of raw magic."
"End this? You couldn't contain the magic the staff would grant me within your body without killing yourself. Go ahead." She was playing right into his hands. Things couldn't go any better.
Shaded was quick to step in. "Whisper, don't hand him the staff. Exit now and regroup later. This doesn't have to happen."
Shaded was quick to step in. "Whisper, don't hand him the staff. Exit now and regroup later. This doesn't have to happen."
A mass of tendrils suddenly surged to either direction, but not before a handful were frozen to the spot. With a disgusting slurping noise, the ice separated from the greater bulk of the Corruption and fell, just simply downwards. From behind Whisper came a suddenly lashing whip-like tentacle, aiming to smash into Whisper. However, the protective field of Shaded suddenly surged to guard that one section of her back. "Behind you Whisper," answered the helpful mind.
"You want to defeat something equal to a god by using its own powers? You amuse me," taunted the Corruption.
"You want to defeat something equal to a god by using its own powers? You amuse me," taunted the Corruption.
The smell of burning Corruption was like that of rubber or tar, a sickle stench that made the oppressive chamber seem all the worse. "You walked into my world Whisper! What makes you think you can just escape!" At once, the platform vanished beneath her feet as three spiked tips surged up to impale her. Shaded once more flooded to protect her, providing a very absorbent shield for anything she might miss.
But for now she had nothing to land on other than the vault far below.
But for now she had nothing to land on other than the vault far below.
"So you intend to become a martyr?" sneered the voice. "Good. But how far are you willing to go?"
Suddenly thrown from the darkness was Malachi, body nearly indistinguishable from the Corruption, aimed to tackle Whisper right off of her own platform. "Would you kill for this?"
Suddenly thrown from the darkness was Malachi, body nearly indistinguishable from the Corruption, aimed to tackle Whisper right off of her own platform. "Would you kill for this?"
Malachi's form splattered into Corruption, freezing and raining down towards Whisper. Suddenly a screaming came from the opposite edge of the disk. It was Lazarus and in hand was his shovel-tip blade. He was descending at a rapid speed, blade swinging downwards. "Even your friends?" The Corruption asked calmly. Madness was in the eyes of the previously jovial vampire.
"Whisper it can't be him," urged Shaded as Lazarus drove forth for a second swing, this time slashing upwards. He wasn't trying to hit her, only push her towards the edge. From below the platform tentacles rose, reaching for the edges to try and sneakily gain purchase. A second figure dropped, Alrion this time, eyes devoid of any consciousness. In his hand was a blade held upright, but for the moment he seemed to be waiting for Lazarus to finish his turn.
"Whisper die!" screamed the vampire.
"Whisper die!" screamed the vampire.
Lazarus vaporised. Not in the burning sense of a vampire, but as the Corruption would under the same affect. Under his pale flesh was only blackness. However, when the magic approached Alrion, however, he raised a shield, letting the ice smash against it. The moment this was done, he lashed out with the blade, which split into multiple sections and extended, not for Whisper, but for her staff, almost like one of the Corruption tentacles, but as a solid and sharp metal. It even tried to wrap around it if it was allowed to get close.
"Whisper don't do this. That's an actual person. It's not just Corruption. You could actually kill someone here."
"Whisper don't do this. That's an actual person. It's not just Corruption. You could actually kill someone here."
As the blow struck Alrion stumbled backwards towards the edge, blade whipping back into the shape of a sword. As he tipped over the edge, he kicked off, sending himself hurtling into darkness. Tendrils surged now, from all sides of the platform aimed for Whisper's legs to snag her and trip her.
"Whisper!" Shaded practically screamed, "Take us out of here right now!"
"Whisper!" Shaded practically screamed, "Take us out of here right now!"
The Corruption stood firm, unwavering as ever. In truth he had burned, burned with both the fury of her attacks and his own. A portion of the Corruption was noticeably gone, but he kept it hidden. The room seemed to also be smaller than it had been previous. "Yield..." demanded the voice from all around. A figure finally dropped to the platform, body of a man, but black. His face was hidden by a cloak. "You are done."
"Have we indeed," the voice answered, lacking the mocking tone that seemed otherwise right there. He wandered forward, face still obscured as he stood before her. The mask was of no matter to him, simply brushed aside. He was making a show of how unaffected he was. Best to curb any thoughts of a direct confrontation again. While he could shrug off maybe several bouts, weakness was an inevitability.
Standing before Whisper he held out one hand, open palmed. "I would like my staff. You may keep your life."
Standing before Whisper he held out one hand, open palmed. "I would like my staff. You may keep your life."
"What-" said the man, sweeping around to the side as the bolt of lightning surged past. Corruption rose to block it, forming a tight shield. Once struck it locked into place. "What are you trying to ach-" he began as he turned back around, and immediately fell silent.
The hand of Corruption suddenly enlarged as he thrust it through the portal, reaching either for Whisper herself, or for the staff, with enough physical strength to lift her and it up, if she happened to keep a hold.
The hand was severed, splattering against the floor, a black ooze which quickly began to dissolve into nothingness. For the moment, she was safe. On the floor nearby would lie the mask of Shaded.
"Whisper? Are you alright?" asked the urgent voice trapped within the mask. "What happened? Did the Corruption get to you?" The worry was for an obvious reason. As the last remnant of Johnathan Black, he knew better than anyone what the Corruption could do.
"Whisper..." said an apologetic voice, "You need more caution than that. Fighting the Corruption alone is foolishness, staff or no. Perhaps I stepped in on the wrong time, but you don't seem well, Whisper. I think you need to just rest."
"Well, did you think maybe you're not the only one who wants him dead? And maybe there are ways to lock him out of your mind? There are things, Whisper. Things I was earlier trying to suggest going to get. My other mask can shield your mind from the Corruption. Friends can make you feel safe when you fall asleep. You need not be constantly afraid, Whisper. You need not be alone."