《Origin Point》A3 Chapter 67
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AN: It is now Wednesday, which means it's a double post day. Not to mention I am becoming close to finishing with this arc, but you will probably be a tad shocked to know how long the the story has progressed when it is all said and done.
As per usual, thank you all for reading thus far. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, please do not hesitate to voice them.
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"What I can speak of, however, was what had occurred after my time with the All Being, which took place upon the Plains of Nu'Ohn."
To begin, the spell circles about my person shone brightly for three turns straight, whilst my silver energies lashed out across the plains themselves. This slowly transformed it into what it became today, a sea of tall grass with hidden bogs full of poisonous gasses. No. The portal to my home had not been placed within such a plains just yet, and yes, everyone knows it is there, but none have been able to find it.
In any case, this caused the whole of my servants to retreat back towards the city, where they did stare upon the glowing orb of rampaging energy that slowly transformed that which was in front of their eyes into what all know of today. This is where King Brutus, Rojaahn, and Sia stood upon the ramparts with my allies as they watched with baited breath as the orb of light which was created from the energies transforming my body rose high into the air. Of course, they were worried for my person, as they have only speculations as to what was happening with my person.
"What's going on with our Lord?" asked Sia, who was the most frantic of the group, and watched everything with large lights of sapphire within her eye sockets.
"He's transforming," muttered the Titan, who then grinned to reveal a maw full of lava, "He actually pulled it off."
"What?" was the response everyone had once they heard this.
To which he further spoke with, "There are only two other Ageless within the whole of the Universe, and more than likely they know of his birth. So seeing one being created is a marvel in and of itself."
"You are not making any sense, Kronos," growled Beelzebub, "What are you trying to say?"
"Karastak has given up something great in order to become an Ageless. It has to be something that he, himself, valued above all others, but seeing how Brutus and his Undying are still here, just means he had something else in a much higher regard..." The Titan slowly turned to stare down upon Brutus and asked aloud, "Didn't he say he had a female chosen for mating?"
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"You mean Sarah?" Sia's lights widened as she vanished into a shrouded portal which appeared to her immediate left. Within a few slow moments, she reappeared with good news, "She's still there, though she was confused as to why I popped in and out so quickly. No doubt she will be bothering us soon."
"Then what did he give up?" wondered aloud the Kitsune twins.
"We shall find out soon enough," the Blacksmith God pointed towards the orb of white light, as visible, silvered cracks appeared all along the outer portion. Of which then broke as a great and feathered wing of silvered energy erupted from the top of the orb. One which stretched towards the height of the sky itself.
Yes. I had grown wings. Or, rather, just one wing.
For you see, once I had emerged from my "egg", as it were, and stood atop it for all to view my person, it was noted that my right side held flesh which was perfectly flawless, white skin. This part of my body appeared to be a Human's, but at the same time it wasn't. It is difficult to explain fully, but I shall do my best.
For those of whom who have copulated with the opposite gender, you know of what a male should appear to be once they are nude, yes? Yes. Think of a nude, male elf with long, platinum blonde hair. Now, split him down the centre whilst removing the ears and the hair on the left side of its head. As well as remove the eye from that right side and replace it was an orb of silver with a crimson slit in the middle.
The left side, however, was skeletal and did not have a wing. Instead, there was simply jagged spikes all along the backside where such a thing should have been. Each of these spikes were curved and twisted as they sought to reach for the world around it. Whereas the hand and foot of this left side were at least three times larger than the right, and far more wicked. Much like my skeletal form's clawed hands were, but with more jagged spikes.
As for the other half of the head? It was wreathed in shadows, but held the image of a skull with a crimson orb in the eye socket. The teeth, no longer broken and jagged, were sharp and clean as though they were newly formed. Of course, they had been, but that is besides the point.
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"The Nameless," whispered Titan Kronos, whose jaw dropped as my servants rushed out to greet my person just as it fell to the ground. Of which then caused his own, and that of my allies, to also move towards my position. Whereupon they did stop to marvel my form, for it had appeared that I was small when my person emerged from the orb which served as an "egg". Instead, they found that I had become a giant when they approached, with my one wing still stretched towards the heavens above.
"M-my Lord High God?" whispered Brutus, of whom was the first to stand before my new self as I slowly turned my great head towards him, "Ar-are you still y-you?"
To which I opened my maw to speak, but instead widened my eyes with confusion. This then led to my hands clutching at my head and skull whilst my body reeled back. For you see, my dear audience, I was having some difficulties trying to remember everything before my "birth". Of which soon came to my person in a great torrent of information, and caused my mind such pain that I opened my maw to an impossible length.
What came next was not as simple to put into words. However, if one were to describe such a thing, they would simply state that it was an unearthly, beastial cry of pain which echoed throughout the whole of the Universe itself.
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Within the world of Azzarath, sat a castle atop a cliff overlooking a large portal into the Abyss itself. This castle was trapped inside a realm of perpetual night with only a lonely, but full, moon to keep it company. Inside this structure, however, were many rooms, a courtyard, garden, and a great hall that was somewhat full with multiple half-Humans and non-Humans partying within. This was so, as they had been given the word to lessen their pressures upon the worlds which they had invaded, and were soon going to be invited to live with their Guild Leader. Their God.
However, somewhere within the castle itself, was an occupied room with a silver haired woman. Of whom was completely nude and was stirring beneath several sheets and quilts as one would after sleeping for so long. This was, of course, Azazel, but at the same time was not.
She then awoke slowly, as her upper body bent itself upwards in order to stare about as her right hand rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "Wha-?" she began slowly, unsure of what was happening.
This then alerted something within the shadows of the room, and quickly approached the bedside. Of which came in the form of an Undying male, whose name was Auua. This one was an orange and silver furred, six-armed creature that was called an Orangutan.
"Are you alright, Lady Azazel?" he asked slowly whilst one of his clawed hands sent a message through a small portal he was instructed to use once it became apparent that she was awake.
"Wha-?" she began once more, then clutched her head with a groan as her body was gently pushed back down upon the bed.
"The Master found you asleep within the castle, and kept us on guard just in case you woke up."
"Huh? As-asleep? I haven't slept in ages," her voice trailed off as her eyes grew distant for a brief moment, "Where is he now?"
"He's home, and will be calling for us shortly," spoke the Orangutan, who held a large grin upon his facial features.
"Home, huh?" Her body snuggled into the pillow that she had been laying upon, then winced at the headache which was still present.
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Far beneath the world of Terra's land, and nearest its core, was a prison unlike anything anyone had ever seen. This held many sigils, seals, runes, and spell circles. All of it intent on keeping one creature within their centre secured. One which was within the body of a small, girl-child with a waterfall of molten silvered hair that was curled up within the centre of a crystal orb.
However, the echoes of some unearthly cry penetrated that which kept the orb secured, and caused a sharp crack to form across its surface. This, in turn, caused the eyes to open wide, and were filled with great rage and hatred for the one who trapped her within.
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AN2: Anyone else reminded of Sephiroth, or was it just me?
This newest being at the end won't truly be revealed until much later, sad to say. So for now, just bear with the pain of not knowing. :P
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