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The soft air gently wafted through the city. All was quiet, not a trace of discontent anywhere within the capital. A night so similar to one only a few decades ago, that stole the light of hope from the people's hearts. Standing in defiance of natural law a figure floated high above the city his features hidden beneath ebony armor and a pale sickly white mask. A tattered crimson cloak wrapped itself around his back while a shredded hood his the remainder of his head. His only notable feature, two eyes peering through the holes in his mask. They shifted in color a constant ebb and flow of deep red and fiery orange to piercing yellow. His eyes resembled fire that refused to die consuming all in its way.

Slowly the man raised his armor covered hand up to face level slow shreds of an unusual dark purple and black energy seemed to tear itself from the night sky slowly forming into a sphere in his hand. He tilted it over letting the sphere drop to the ground. As it finally touched down in the Twilight Square the haunting memories of those painful days so long ago finally returned.

Instantly the sphere grew engulfing the entirety of the square and several of the residential homes within the area, the air grew painfully still and silent until finally the sphere collapsed in on itself. A massive shock wave was released shattering the windows of every building in the immediate area. Heat waves melted the metal benches setting the wood ablaze in an instant. The next sound was that of the screams. Everything that had been enguled in the sphere had simply vanished now residing where the stump of the Remnant Twilight used to reside was a massive crater that sunk several stories into the ground. The ground littered with burning red scorch marks people who had been caught in the blast screamed as the pain of their burns ignited their every nerve fiber broken glass shredded those unfortunate enough to stand to close to windows the once peaceful night was over.

He slowly descended to the ground, the mysterious hooded man. Draped in armor from head to toe he touched down in the center of the crater the ground sizzling underneath his boots. As he stood wisps of black smoke escaped from the cracks in his armor filling the area in a black haze. It was not long before people, and soldiers alike began to fill the area. As soldiers skidded down the side of the burning crater to meet the assailant head on none made it with several yards of their target. As each soldier approached their bodies began to shake violently their eyes became blank as their skin lost all color. In moment the weakest of them had already transformed into Outcasts, black veins spread over their exposed flesh as twisted smiles curled onto their faces. One by one the weak turned on the strong as the newly Outcast soldiers began to mercilessly attack their former comrades. All the while the man in the mask said nothing, he did not move his eyes fixed forward as if he did not even realize the world around him was turning into a war zone. This was the source of the Outcasts, the one given the name Origin he who commanded the darkness, the creature who stole the light of the world, The Unparalleled Monster.

Dante Virgils
"The Tattered Man"

His concern did not waver as he patted her on the back. "Yes of course let me get that water." He pulled a glass jug from the fridge under the counter before pouring the sparkling liquid into her glass he smiled as things bean to get back to their standard state. He placed the glass back on the counter just in time for the a sudden feeling of dread to overcome him. As the glass touched the polished wooden counter a shock wave burst through his bar the windows immediately shattered sending glass flying everywhere, people fell over in their seats but thankfully no one was severely injured only shards of glass that left scraps and scratches on those close to a window. Dante's eyes froze staring out the window as he stared at the massive form of a black dome that engulfed the square only to collapse leaving nothing in its wake. A thick lack smoke soon filled the area around the square, but again thankfully far enough away from his bar. Immediately a voice shouted in his head.

"Hurry!"

It called so loudly he could almost actually hear it. He immediately looked down at Sashara who seemed to be alright, her confusion as apparent as his own at the events unfolding. "I don't know... But I have a guess... I just pray I am wrong." He whispered as he immediately leapt over the counter of his bar bursting through the door which still clung loosely to its hinges. He knew Sashara would be right on his heels, there was no way her feisty nature would allow her to miss out on whatever was happening only a few blocks away. As he neared the square he felt his stomach drop at the sight before him, soldiers attacking one another people running and screaming in terror his ears became full of their horrified noises that he could barely process any of it. Slowly it all filtered itself into white noise as he trudged on. Coming to a wall of soldiers holding their own, lead by a brave knight who was attempting t keep the peace and ding a rather good job all things considering. Dante knew immediately this was no task for a simple soldier. Running forward he leapt up over the soldier's defensive line. Their confused looks plastered on their faces as they watched him move forward.

As the soldiers continued to cut down their former allies Dante could see a figure moving within the smoke that was now beginning to clear. It swirled as a storm upward in a frightening spiral before disappearing into the air leaving only the masked man now standing on the edge of the crater his entrance had formed. His dead eyes staring forward through the people in front of him, bugs in the way of a lion.

Dante felt his chest grow warm, but his courage fading this man... no this monster was no ordinary Outcast, what was his power? It mattered not, for now Dante knew with the smoke gone the soldiers could begin their official attack, and so would he. Reaching up Dante placed his hand over his face, as he did a mask began to form over his face it was black in color but metallic as if it were carved from onyx. As his hand passed over his face the mask fully formed.

In an instant Dante's body became encased in a similar substance to the mask and there he stood frozen, encased in an obsidian shell. After a moment the shell cracked bursting into black dust leaving Dante's new body in it's place.

He stood taller his muscles more well defined long black hair fell from his head. His entire body head to toe had changed, draped now in a loose robe with bandage wrappings underneath over his chest. This new figure was the form of one of Dante's masks.

Given the name Damascus, who stood as a giant among men had the power to control the Earth but focused on metal specifically. The sword Dante usually had dangling from his side was now gone, replaced by a large war axe that was chained to his back.

The towering man slowly opened his eyes looking towards the source of this madness. Immediately Damascus slid his booted foot along the ground as he did so bricks from the road shot up slamming into the side of the masked man sending him rolling to the side, only to rise back up unscathed. He cracked his neck his eyes still fixed forward as if not registering that any of them were even there.

Damascus
"The Immovable Wall"

Damascus slowly looked up as the oil drums were hurled towards Origin. Ignited by a streak of lightning that tore through the air the drums exploded in a fiery storm that engulfed the masked man, but they all knew this would not be the end. As the flames licked the air they were suddenly extinguished leaving a whipping swirl of air around Origin, the tattered edges of his cloak burning slightly but his body remained unharmed. Damascus listened as Sashara caught up, her sword in hand as well as the captain of the guard, Leon, as he addressed himself.

"We will need all the help we can get." He said softly in his powerful deep voice. Instantly he slammed his foot into the ground as earthen spikes shot up from under Origin sending him into the air. Damascus shot up propelled by a piston like pillar of earth that shot out of the ground under his feet. As he neared Origin He raised up his fist smashing it down into his back sending him crashing to the ground. The sound of cracking pavement and shifting rock welcomed their ears before once again Origin stood up, cracked his neck but said nothing.

Another source soon followed behind Origin, a woman of Outcast descent her vile aura was powerful, she was no ordinary Outcast either. As she asked for permission to attack Origin did not respond with words but with a small lance towards her. It was the first time he had acknowledged another living thing in the area, that was her signal for "yes"

Damascus thrusted his arms out pulling the metal railings from the ground, he tucked his arms in close wrapping the various pieces of metal into a makeshift lance like weapon. Hurling it forward towards the new Outcast woman He reached over his back gripping his powerful hand tightly around the handle of his sword. Pulling the blade out he hoisted the massive blade over his shoulder as he stared towards The Origin. A glowing light soon appeared in his chest, it was a soft silver color that spread across his chest throughout his body.

Now they all had his attention. Not one, or two, but three members of the Five all here at once. The Hunter's interest had been peaked, for better... Or worse.

Origin finally turned his head to look them all in the eye, raising his hand outward reaching for them a black sphere began to form in his palm black shredded bits of energy pulled themselves from the ground and air around them forming a crackling ball of energy. Firing the ball it tore through the air like a cannon ball barely just zipping past the three of them before colliding with the building behind them, instantly the building exploded in a fiery burst that filled the air with sulfurous acidic air. Origin was finally ready to play.