Sessamaru stopped before a wood, cutting him off from, not only civilization, but from the living. The wood was like a gateway to the castle. He stepped in, the vast darkness of the undead stalking him as he passed. Night was approaching fast.
!!!Story!!! After the destruction of Dhar'khania, The World Born of Darkness, Nine Demonic Blades were scattered to the far reaches of Dhar'khome, World of Dark Rebirth. These Nine Swords, the Black Hell Blades, were embedded in Fable Stones. Fable Stones, the large orbs of onyx that rested within the world, to record the events that go about, were now dying... Their lifeforce and the lifeforce of the world, was being sucked in the life-drinking swords. Their sentient minds gaining more knowledge. The swords, unformed masses, were nothing but hilts and shadow-vapour. With unholy power, these blades of the hells, once formed by the new wielder's touch, could kill everything and everyone. One will lose their sanity to the blades, they would become homocidal puppets. Once the wielder dies, the blades will return to their ghastly state, drinking the lifeforce in the air, in the heavens. These omnipotent blades can destroy the world... but, with a twist of fate, they can save it. The Forgotten, only existing on Dhar'khania, were extinct, truly Forgotten for all eternity... Except one, who came from The Veil. Sorurobu Bureakeru VII, Seraphus Sessamaru. Ominous beings cry into the knight, where the Howling Swords, the Nine Hell Blades, demand a wielder. Their thirst for blood and souls... Their power... They sought for someone worthy of them. They wait in the Nine Fable Stones. RULES -No god-modding -No killing without Permission -No major cussing -No Powerplaying -Keep it at PG-13, please. Magicks! Geomancy ~ Magic of the Earth, of Nature Pyromancy ~ Magic of Fire Aeromancy ~ Magic of the Wind, of the Air Aquamancy ~ Magic of Water Necromancy ~ Magic of the Netherworld, of the Dead and of Demons and Devils Atrumancy ~ Magic of Darkness, of Shadow. Luminancy ~ Magic of Light Races! Sprites ~ 6" tall people with butterfly wings. They possess geomancy, Earth Magic, and aquamancy, Water Magic. They're mischievous, but adorable, and are always resourceful little critters. They can fly at 125 mph. Faeries (or Fairies) ~ Small flying females who are 10" in height and are slender. They fall in love with anything beautiful, but are also slender and hot headed. They're miniature perfections, their feathery wings a light sky blue or just white. They favour the torn-up clothing look, their favourite colours black, purple, green, and blue. Nymphs ~ Women, whose grace are godly, but their mortal. Unable to age, they use temptation to lure men. When serious, they fight with a wrath unknown to the world. They wear near-transparent robes, and use their charm to get by. They, envy the men of the Forgotten, for they're just godly perfect. They also use geomancy. Daar'ke ~ Humans. They are unpredictable. Nils ~ Little humanoids who stand 3' to 4' tall. They're usually slender, albeit their huge appetite, their ears are pointed and they love to pull pranks and steal. They're harmless, but backed into a corner, they get ferocious. They look like little humans! Evil Races Draco ~ Dragon-humanoid creatures who tend to pillage every little town or city they see. They fight honourably and die with valor. Shadows ~ Corrupted souls who steal the outline (shadow) of the person, looking like their mirror opposite. Equal and all. Devils ~ Rulers of the lesser planes of Oblivion and Shadowmaar. They're powerful entities. Arch Devils ~ Higher classed devils whose powers are vast and nearly limitless. They rule the Neutral Planes of Obivion and Shadowmaar. Rhect-Daenon ~ Supreme rulers of Oblivion and Shadowmaar, their abilities conquering all. They're beautiful creatures, despite their malicious acts and neverending desires. Giants ~ Standing 10+', Giants are reckless and loves destruction. They can be intelligent and they can be stupid. It depends. Death Knights ~ From the Netherplanes of Necrovein, these undead knights, intelligent and masters of Necromancy. They are ruled by their neverending memory, cursed with having banshees, their personal maidens, at their side. They wear armour and their bodies are not decayed, for their souls take physical form within the armour. They are living memories, living nightmares. Black Hell Blades Shadowbane Midnight Nocturn Dawn Dusk Twilight Fate Destiny Omnis ((These aren't to be wielded until later!)) Character Sheet Format Played By: Name: Age: Race: Appearance: Weapons: Major Area of Magic: History: Other: Characters Played By: Sessamaru Name: Sessamaru Age: Unknown Race: Forgotten Appearance: Weapons: Lumia and Sakura. Major Area of Magic: Aeromancy History: After destroying Dhar'khania with his crystal sword, Lumia, the Fallen Goddess of Grace, he was accidentally devoured by The Veil, protected and enshrouded. But his guilt and resolution made him suffer. The Forgotten will soon find a way out, to visit another plane to make his many amends. Other: Believes Nick to be dead... Played By:sor117 Name:Rey Age:13 Race: deathknight but dosent know thinks he is a Forgotten Appearance:long black hair tall and strong Weapons:the pasa sord ikills demons Major Area of Magic:lumanicy History:unkown Other: Played By: overload Name: project rozardo A.K.A rexejon the blood predator/the cursed devil Age: ??? Race: devil Appearance: Weapons: 2 katana's called hageshii chinatora and keburu kamikiri Major Area of Magic: Atrumancy (and if you can use a second then i'll choose necromancy) History: when he was he saw that his parents where killed by arch devils so now he is a rebellious devil who hates the arch devils, when he controlled his 2 katana's and could controll his powers he killed many creatures from severall races, good and evil, they gave him the name project rexejon and later rexejon the blood predator (because everywhere he came a sign of blood apeared on a wall) and rexejon the cursed devil (cause many where affraid of his normall name and believed he was cursed) when he heared rumors about some legandary weapons he started to travel Other: he wants every arch devil dead and if he loses controll then only blood can calm his hunger Played By: overload Name: geist Age: ??? Race: death knight Appearance: Weapons: knifes, cards (where he can summon monsters with and use magick spells with) Major Area of Magic: necromancy History: he was a lonely boy untill he met rex and became a befriended with him cause they were very the same, when he learned more about his power he became a very good knife user and necromancer, after that rexejon gave geist the summon cards they became best friends and traveled together with him Other: best friend of rexejon, and the same as rexejon (with losing control) Played By: Fayt-Harkwind Name: Kretze Age: 29 Race: Dark'ee Appearance: a tall man in a Black hooded cloak he has a chain vest and trousers on underneath Weapons: Simidon (a syth) Major Area of Magic: Aquamancy History: he was a guardian of a monastery of aquamancy users and left after hearing voices in his head telling him to find them. Other: He useualy is seen with a cig in his mouth but it's made of herbs instead Played By: overload Name:klarinette 'klari' Age:??? Race: Nymphs Appearance: Weapons: claws Major Area of Magic:Geomancy History:she was a lonely and she was a childhood friend of rexejon and after rexejon started to travel she went with him and learned about her power Other: she has a crush on rexejon but no one knows it, she loves to see blood Played By: overload Name: fleugel Age: ????? Race: devil Appearance: Weapons: blades Major Area of Magic: pyromancy History: he was found by the three traveling friends and he started to train under them he wants to know everything about legendary stuff Other: he got respect for his masters and for their power
Ooc: lol, well, the Forgotten have a third eye (and many other secrets as well, which you'll see later on) Bic: Sessamaru continued to walk, the world's darkness formed. Vapours of shadow arose from the dirt road. Sessamaru, determined and flustered, continued his way up the winding road in search of the Death Knight. Adrenaline still rushed through his battle-ready body.
The windblades cut through the carriage, through the trees, and through the ground and rocks. "Damn!" He shouted, the mana cocoon banished. Aurabane and Frostmourne resumed their current state. He slammed the two katanas in their scabbards, walking towards the large castle apparent on the far Eastern Corner. He cursed under his breath, ignoring the rest of them. Ooc: Sora117! You discovered one of the Forgotten's hidden secrets! :O
Sessamaru charged forth, wind barriers made for him. Upon closing the distance, Sessamaru slides down on one knee, spinning in his crouched form. His blades worked wildly over his head and about his body. Windblades shot in all directions.
Sessamaru whispered runes, summoning windblades and the air elementals for aid. The wind blades destroyed the bones about him, while the air elementals surrounded him. They, too, prepared their spells in an orderly fashion. The Forgotten was still waiting.
Adrenaline erased Fear, his two swords still reforming within their magical cocoon. He was a slight bit intimidated by the deadly glaive, but ignored it for his own good. Sessamaru's green eyes released a heavenly light. "Come!"
"Fool..." Sessamaru muttered, already in between Rey and Vagarath. Two swords were in his hand. One of Ice and the other of Shadow. "Listen to my Eternal Nocturn... Shaadow..." He whispered, the rune Shaadow awakening the blades true form. They were both covered with raw mana, hidden as they reformed the blades. "Come..." He whispered ominously to the Death Knight.
Sessamaru denied the Death Knight's Fear Aura, he kept his hand tightly around the katana. The sythiir upon his skin tightened, the leathery facade now a tight solid-liquid. "Death Knights..." He murmured, trying to remember his lessons in the School of Magicks. The Forgotten cursed under his breath, his black lids closing over his shining green eyes, his pupil-less orbs dimming. "What do you want?" He asked, keeping his voice and tone maintained.
Sessamaru felt the urge to scream in terror, for the cold, icy presence of a Death Knight was a sheer nightmare. Sessamaru ignored the Fear, the urge to scream. "No more than an assassin, that I am," He began, Frostmourne's icy chill running up his spine to dispell the Fear, the ice magic giving him some ease. "Who are you, Knight of the Dead?"
Sessamaru, straightening his back and more serious, his visage grim, he awaited the Death Knight to confront him. His hand rested upon one of his blades.
Vallyn appeared within the Light Republic manse, where Kars resided. He slowly walked towards the Master Chambers, taking advantage of the night, of the darkness and shadow it presented to him. He crept open the door, awaiting to see the leader, Kars, asleep. OOC: Hit this one off on me, Xert, I wanna be amused :P
The hair's on the back of his neck shot up at the Death Knight's ghastly presence, the Fear trying to strike Sessamaru. Like the trained assassin he was, he held it in, kept the paralysis away... but cold sweat was apparent upon his brow, about his body, and slowly coming down his face. The green eyed albino shook his head. He stopped, awaiting the carriage.
Ooc: Alright, you're both in. Let's get started. The dawn was breaking, the heavens alight with the blue sun. The beautiful violet sky rushed with wind as velvety grey clouds passed by. Dhar'khania was alive, its red, orange, and yellow grass illuminated, even during the darkness of light. The land was beautiful. Rich, fit for gods. Dhar'khania. Walking down the narrow dirt road, Sessamaru walked, his back arched, his breaths laboured. "How much farther?" He asked himself, sweating and breathing like a broken horse. The light hearted innocent continued his quest.
Ooc: Kars? x.x
"Fine... I'll kill Lux... But have me a chamber ready, M'Lord." With that, he vanished.
"None of your business..." He spoke, walking past Edge and towards the door. His face was shadowed.
"Then hold that tongue of your's," He whispered to Edge, his blade in its sheath. "Attack another village, then you shall die."
A pang of regret hit him in the chest. "Should you, too, die?" He asked, his voice harder and more deadly.
No not yet. We won't use the mark until you fully know its true power, Tetsuya felt like he'd been smacked. The mark reminded him of Seth, of the change of his very persona. Was this Blade truly Seth? This made him think. He shook his head. "Edge! Why did you slaughter the Shadow Village?!" he cried, ignoring who Blade truly was. If he was who he thought he was.
