《Apollyon, The God of Chaos.》Chapter 6.
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Apollyon stiffens up for a second when he hears those words leave the elf's mouth. He hasn't heard the name Lord Apollyon in a long time and was sure it has been forgotten throughout the passing of time. Apollyon decides to ignore it for now as Catoline is waiting to execute the plan.
Apollyon walks down the dirt street and soon stumbles upon where the old elf had directed him too. The small wooden store had glass windows that let passerby's to look inside at the small selection the store has. Apollyon walks in and can hear a woman.
"Welcome! I will be out in a minute!" The woman yells from the room in the back.
"Take your time! I'm just looking." Apollyon says in a monotone voice. He is happy the woman isn't here because he hates having to move his mouth when he speaks. There is also the fact that Apollyon isn't appearing to be breathing that often and has to keep reminding himself to do so. As Apollyon walks towards the selection of clothing in the store, he gives Catoline the command.
'Attack the village now. Be wary of an old elvish man though, I want him alive if possible.' Apollyon says into Catoline's mind, with Catoline responding with a 'Yes master'. Screaming echoes throughout the village as the roar of the Manticore is heard. The woman who was in the back has now has run to the front and out of the store to see what is going on, not even noticing Apollyon who is walking through the aisles.
All of the clothing here is made out of a crude type of cloth since this village seems to be fairly poor but something on the wall catches Apollyon's attention. Big rolls of cloth line the walls while varying in color. Apollyon makes his way to the black roll and pulls it out about 9 feet. Using wind magic, Apollyon's blue eyes shine bright and the cloth is easily cut. Thunder can be heard directly outside of the store combined with the horrifying scream of people burning alive but Apollyon is ignoring it. Apollyon puts the cloth around him and it easily wraps around his big body. With the cloth being big enough to fit his human form, it could easily fit his skeletal form as a robe type of clothing, all he needs is a strap to put around his neck to keep the robe there. Apollyon turns around and can see leather straps on the counter of the store.
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Apollyon walks over to the counter and goes to reach into the glass bowl of leather straps but an explosion shakes the whole store and the bowl falls to the ground, breaking in a loud crash. Apollyon lets out a slightly annoyed sigh and bends over to grab a leather strap. The smell of smoke and burning flesh fills Apollyon nose as he creates holes in the cloth to make the neck strap work but he doesn't mind at all. Apollyon looks at his new robe that covers his whole body and seems to be satisfied with it.
Knowing his robe will be likely be damaged in the future, Apollyon picks up a few leather straps off the ground and snaps his fingers, making them disappear into his Pocket Dimension. Apollyon also goes back and puts the big roll of cloth into the same pocket dimension.
Going outside, Apollyon can truly feel the chaos that Catoline is creating seep into his bones. Catoline's destruction created a nice distraction for Apollyon to steal the clothing but something seems off. Catoline stands in the middle of the dirt road in a defensive position, staring at a figure in a white cloak. Catoline is covered in scratches and is slightly bleeding in the mouth. Apollyon sighs as he can tell that Catoline has overdone it since large streaks of black litter the area and almost every house within eyesight is on fire.
Catoline senses that Apollyon has come outside and turns to see him. With seeing Apollyon, Catoline decides to run to its Creator for help. The person in the white cloak sees this and takes it as the Manticore running towards an innocent bystander and decides to save the person. With the speed a normal person cannot see, the white figure runs and stops in front of Apollyon, long sword ready to take down Catoline. Catoline stops before it is slashed down and growls at the white cloaked person.
"Run bystander, I will fight off this beast while you for I am.."
Apollyon speaks to Catoline through its mind and drowns out the rambling of the person in front of him.
'What is this person doing Catoline?' Apollyon asks.
'I think he is holding you hostage Master.' Catoline responds with a sense of urgency.
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'Ah, if that is the case then I will dispose of them quickly for we have more to do.' Apollyon responds but after saying this Apollyon hears something from the person in front of him.
"And in the name of Kila, The Goddess of Magic, I will slay you foul beast!"
Apollyon's eyes go wide as he hears the words Goddess of Magic leave the mouth of this impudent wrench in front of him. His non-existent heart skips a beat and Apollyon begins to sweat profusely.
'Those motherfuckers... Either this person speaks nonsense or they actually created another God... And there are only 2 ways to do that and both ways end with mass destruction or heresy.'
With anger flowing out of his body when thinking what his 2 siblings have done, Apollyon plants his hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him. The person is surprised by this and turns around to see what the man they are saving wants. When they turn around their face finally becomes clear to Apollyon. The person is a girl and looks horrified at the sight of Apollyon. Apollyon realizes that his Illusionary spell is wearing off and he must look terrible and he sure does.
Smoke rolls off of the parts of Apollyon's skull that have transformed back into its original form and several patches of skin riddle his deformed skull. Hair is falling to Apollyon's shoulder as it sheds off. The woman takes the long sword and stabs it into the chest of Apollyon and tries to twist it but is met with an unmovable force. Apollyon looks down at his new cloak and can feel the long sword stuck in the holes in his rib cage as it completely missed any part of Apollyon's bony body.
Apollyon tightens the grip he has on the woman's shoulder and his now bony fingers sink into her flesh as she lets out a loud scream. With his hand firmly implanted into the shoulder and her being unable to escape, Apollyon lifts his hand and dangles the woman into the air, putting her face to face with Apollyon. She is screaming and punching Apollyon with her uninjured arm but it doesn't affect Apollyon at all. He brings her face even closer and Apollyon's body is brimming with anger. Blue smoke rises from his blue dots of eyes and he stares into the soul of the woman. She has given up and now pleads for her life. Apollyon doesn't listen and can only hear a ringing sound from how pissed off he is.
Wanting the woman to shut up, Apollyon opens his mouth and puts it around the skull of the woman. He closes his mouth and a loud crunching sound is heard. Blood drips from Apollyon's teeth as the woman's body falls to the ground, headless. Apollyon opens his mouth and the head of the woman rolls out of it. The Manticore jogs over to his master and looks at the body of the woman and then up at Apollyon. Apollyon nods his head and the Manticore begins to eat the body of the headless woman. A voice is heard above Apollyon and Catoline that gives Apollyon confirmation on what has happened.
"Aw man, Father will be upset that my hero has died. I'll have to ask him what you are and see if I can make you my new hero."
The familiar voice of the girl from before is heard and Apollyon flies into the air, disregarding his want to restrain the amount of magic he is using. Flying in the air with the speed faster than light, Apollyon grabs the foot of an invisible woman and she screams in surprise. Before the woman can react more, Apollyon takes the woman and throws her at the ground with all of his strength, sending her into the castle and through both of its walls. The main part of the castle crumbles due to the sudden hole in its walls and an explosion of dirt and grass erupts behind it from the last impact of the girl. Apollyon's deep voice echoes for miles as his anger has fully taken over him.
"You will die for the sins of your parents."
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