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Ulyssess Furor

''Oblivion is the fate of all things.''

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a character in “Zeelasa: War of Rifts”, as played by xfaithyx123






Resurrected, unknown.

Hair style, colour:

White, Long, neat.

Eye Colour:

Pale glowing yellow

Skin tone, features:

Youthful, milky rose white, pointed ears and black claws and redness around his eyes and dark veins. Two lip piercings.

Role/ District:



||The Dark || His Rift Walker Armies || Pity || Sierra, the god of Destruction and Chaos || Killing innocence || Quality Wines ||


|| The Light || The Sun || Cowards || Disobedience || The Realm's King and Queen || Current Time || Rifts ||


Ulyssess is harsh, cruel but fair. He has uncontrolled rage inside of him, seething away, boiling inside of him that it almost consumes him yet he does not succumb to his rage as he has yet to fulfill his one desire, Destruction of Zeelasa and the people and life within it. He his merciless especially to another who is not a Rift Walker. He does not praise, he does not smile....he doesn't seem happy even if he has a hand in killing someone or something. He is a leader and that is his way. He will however show some emotion behind closed doors within the Rift Walker home within Zeelasa often to only the other Ancient Rift Lord/Mistress or the Lesser Rift Lords but even that can be limited if not the full truth.

He like all of his kind has been corrupted by Rift exposure that occurs if a individual stays in a Rift opening too long or gets attacked by a rift beast of rift walker but that is only with non Rift walkers. For him, it was a long time ago.....where the past has been hidden with the King and Queen.

Wrath's Greatsword:
Wrath's Wrist blade (Worn of right hand):

Due to him being the first of the Rift Walkers making him The Ancient Rift Lord he was trapped by a ward from The three gods, Sierra the god of sight and knoweledge, Malcaloth the god of machines and Suun the god of divine light, he has been waiting for the ward to falter with the war that the rift allowed him to see and so he waited but as all the Rift walkers time eroded their memory, first sighted to be fighting each other and the realm's inhabitants but a couple of year out form the void and away from further rift exposure took the shroud of confusion from him and found himself together with his fellow Rift walkers and Rift beasts and started to fight together, to destroy the time line.....for Sierra....for injustice of past.


So begins...

Ulyssess Furor's Story


Characters Present

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Ulyssess looked down at the grave before him, it decorated with flowers, freshly picked, the grave stone of white marble and granite, his long white hair reaching his lower back yet looked so soft. He would slide the black glove from his left pale, slender hand with sharp black claws on them onto the grave stone, slowly sliding his hand over the top of it, so smooth and water from the rain tapped off of it, wetting his hand and he would look at the flowers so vibrate with red, white, yellow and blues only for them to decay instantly as his pale yellowish hues narrowed their focus on them.

He would then turn his head to his shoulder, hearing the taps and stomps of booted feet...''Sir! We have company!'' All of a sudden the pale man warning Ulyssess would stabbed in the chest with a pike. ''Rift walker killed.'' Then as the corpse of the Rift walker turned to black ash only leaving black blood on the pike itself as evidence of the dead rift walker's existence the soldier looked up and the smug grin disappeared.

Ulyssess would now slowly turn around and slipped his glove on again and his piercing eyes looked stared into the soldier's and he grinned sadistically. ''What a shame...he would one of my favored men...'' He would walk closer, his height easily towering the man's. ''S-stay back!''

Ulyssess would give out a short laugh and he suddenly became black smoke then reappeared at the side of the soldier to his fear and put his slender, clawed hand on his face. ''Decay...'' He'd whisper as the man started to decompose slowly to Ulyssess enjoyment, he'd slam the man down to the damp cobble walk path in the grave yard on this rainy day and bent down, madness in his raging eyes, the redness around his eyes and the black veins around them that spread outwards was a frighting sight.

He would grin, he was on top of the man, his feet at both sides of him and his hands on each side of the soldier's face, Ulyssess's face right in front of the man's his chilling breath giving the man reason to scream in terror...''Take the embrace of a dead man..'' He'd say and continue to use death magic on the man, to which the man's hands were on the wrists of Ulyssess, trying to push them from his face only to grow weaker, Ulyssess just laughed finding excitement from this activity...

This would when other soldiers came four to be exact, Ulyssess looked up at them grinning...''Will you accept him in his new form?'' He'd ask as his suddenly looked at the partially death cursed man, his jaw line revealing his bone structure and Ulyssess would kiss the screaming man's forehead, even went far to lick his fore head then...disappear in a cloud of black..

As the men finally ran to the screaming man, the left side of his face was bone...but he was still alive...screaming in pain and the men were shocked grabbing the screaming man and started to run with him in their embrace to the magic district of the city...

''It burns! Stop the pain!'' The death kissed man screamed, his left side of his face much like a corpse...

''Move! Injured coming through!'' They would all chant, town folk gasping a the sight, hiding their children's eyes from the sight and chatter started to go around the city...''A Rift Lord entered the city without being seen! We are unsafe! The Queen must know what to do!''

And so...the town's folk stood in front of the castle, Magic and machine wielders all alike..


Ulyssess appeared at the gate to his domain in the far west of Zeelasa and grinned as his followers bowed at his presence. He would nod to the subjects as he pasted the his adviser ran to him from behind...

''Did your trip go well Sir Furor?''

They would continue to walk, he would not answer till they were in his throne room.

''I shook the city with my presence...that is all...''

His Adviser would frown..

''You know what I was asking Sir Furor..''

Ulyssess would turn, using his left clawed index finger to lift the adviser of his up from the ground and put his pale face up at his.

''And I didn't answer...leave it alone...and me.''

He would flick his finger and the adviser would be ported of from his throne room within black smoke and he would sit in his chair, slouched and resting his chin on his palm and one leg crossed over the other...

''Oblivion is the fate of all things..''