Friends, Traitors, or Nothing? Aug 7, 2019 21:05:54 GMT -5
Post by Arael on Aug 7, 2019 21:05:54 GMT -5
The World Tree must have been yearning for relief from the destruction that occurred at its base - assaulted from all sides with darkness and fire. Shadowy tendrils erupted from the ground and assaulted all life without bias - much like the curse in which the power originated, any life was a suitable offering. Even Chaos, who had quickly moved to intercept Azazel, had been bitten by the dark energy. He had demanded they cease engaging one another and instead focus on the betrayal at hand. A smart choice - the only decision that made sense right now. Yet, with each second it became more of a fleeting ideal.
In that same moment, the Namekian had sprung into action but instead of jumping in the line of Lilly’s sight he had opted to cover the field in a blanket of blinding lightning. Light and shadow intermingled across the destroyed fields of char as the tendrils were overpowered and wafted off into nonexistence. The smell of crisp air assaulted the rapidly growing gathering.
Lilly tightened her grip on the leather-wrapped handle and lifted the blade upward with the sharp ebony tip pointing directly at Dende. The gaping bestial maw of her sword gathered energy and-
Trees. Suddenly, girthy brown poles had been erected in the space between Lilly and the rest of the crowd. A forest of thick earthen shafts stood to full attention in the space that was empty only a second ago.
The atmosphere suddenly felt denser as the Celestial noticed nobody was moving. Dende still wore the look of disapproval that was offered to Lilly, and the retort she had been gathering in her blade vanished now. The bound Daji had shifted position by a large amount and now appeared to be serenaded by the purple and red demon. The hulking brutes expression was impossible to decipher due to the rotting face attached to his own, but the expression of the crazy-haired person male next to him seemed to denote a certain level of confidence. Finally, Lilly had noticed a short, pudgy alien scurrying around despite the lapse in time. When had he arrived? She did not recall seeing him, but due to his short stature, he would easily be missed in the heat of battle.
Lilly’s forearm was covered by the dark suit of armor but still, the curse burned intently as it made its presence known, albeit faintly. Like a loving mother, distraught to see their child in harm's way, the Curse would intervene in moments of dire need and stem the tides of anything that threatened to deny the bearer from devouring life. Such as this creature.
One of the thick trunks was plucked from its place in front of Lilly and hefted effortlessly into the air with the slightest movement of her hand. The rod was thrust through the still air until it reigned above the rest like a boastful champion that then tore through the air like a dart. Lilly directed the tree directly at the strange green creature as his stubby legs carried him off to retrieve another tree. At the last moment, she twisted her dark index finger around to slightly alter the trajectory of the dull spear and instead sent it crashing into the ground. The impact causing the alien to be caught in the rain of displaced soil.
Time resumed. Everything came forward all at once as nothing had ever happened.
Just as she was about to tear through the foreign forest and engage once more with the opposing Celestial it all suddenly turned into a thin mist of the finest dust. Just like that - in the blink of an eye, every inch of wood and greenery were vaporized and effortlessly wafted away on the breeze. A simple feat that demonstrated how powerful this being was, though she could already sense the depth of his energy.
Crimson eyes locked onto Azazel now that the way had been cleared. It would appear as if he had talked the Cosmic Emperor into standing down - for the moment - as Chaos seemed to not openly interfere.
Lilly glanced to the side to observe Dende and Burter as they were the two nearest to her location, her blonde hair shifting on her shoulders. Instead of wearing looks of determination in stopping her, they seemed to be confused by the act put on by that fat green creature. By the time Lilly shifted her gaze back to the real threat, he was rushing toward her in an emblazonment of flames and shadow with the ancient blade leading the charge. Lilly quickly brought her blade up and parry the incoming attack, but quickly felt the warmth of something she had never experienced before.
The entire world shook with a ferocity that caused earthquakes and tsunamis - that shook loose the very crust from the planet! Or at least, so it would seem. The lip of a crater greeted the Celestial’s crimson eyes as she suddenly regained some composure and consciousness and understanding of current events. Deep, deep red flames of an inferno surrounded the entire circumference of the impact crater that held Lilly dead center. The back of her head scraped against the freshly ground sand as she adjusted her gaze and noticed the glinting dark blade buried deep in the center of her chest.
Dark blood was everywhere surrounding the broken body. Pooling at the backside through the piercing hole created by the ancient blade. Bits and shards of the thin and previously durable armor lay scattered throughout the area. Bloodied blonde hair stuck to the side of the ghastly face as the mortally wounded female struggled to rise.
Silence dominated the woman's ears, forbidding her from hearing any of the reactions or even the chanting from the dark Primordial that hovered above her. His lips sung unknown words to her, but they meant nothing. The woman's thin fingers frantically scratched at the ground, leaving long, deep indentations in the ground as she desperately grasped for her blade. Where was it! Why did it not heed her call?
Her fingers stopped, curling at the knuckle as they fell silent. The sickening gurgle of attempted breathes fell still as the blood pooled up and the body was dead.
Flee? Or stay?
The parasite was weak without a host body. A frail puddle of power that could not manifest its host due to the power of the First Curse. It required a body.
It glowed with a sinister red hue - the ancient scar burnt onto the exposed darkened skin of the forearm. The use of curse fueled void magic had turned the pale goddess into a creature of shadow from the elbow down, with sinister claws of ebony beneath the armor.
The blonde’s lifeless form was lifted as her head slumped back before the Primordial propped it upright. His breath was that of a God! His exhale was a wisp of thin silver essence that passed through the lifeless blood-caked lips. The essence of an Archangel gifted to the Celestial vessel of the dusk - that which had grown to master the light and shadow in the realm of in-between. This was a fitting place for it.
A moment after Azazel had departed his weapon from her chest, the blonde shot upward, gasping loudly as life returned. In the blink of an eye, her form was whole again, the hole in her chest once again undamaged. The suit of shadow had vanished from her form and left the Celestial adorned in a simple white tank top that clung firmly to her figure, and a flowing white skirt that gently teased the bare skin of her thighs.
The ebony-stained arms ventured over the barren ground and toward the discarded blade before weakly pulling it across the destroyed ground. Her grip wavering as notched the tip of the blade into the ground and slowly pushed to stand to full attention. Being gripped by the thirst for death was the only thing Lilly had ever known, but now it all felt different. Everything was different - like a haze had been lifted only to be replaced by something else. As the pulsating mark slowed its frantic beat, so to did the red glow lower to that of a dying ember. No longer did she irresistible urge to devour life hold her, no longer did she need to chase the euphoria.
“Tell me what you did to me!” Lilly demanded to know as she raised her blade from the ground and held it up defensively.
Lilly Count: 3472
Total Count: 32,025