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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 2:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 2:51 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 3:00 pm
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I am but a slave...
"Oh.. I can as I once did!" he replied, with a vicious yell, and a grin of a madman. He did a quick back flip, letting the bricks fly right under him as he was in the arched position. Whilst in that position, he swung his staff outward yet again, creating a quick, one foot thick marble wall, hardly holding out against the powerful swing of the b*****d sword. Upon landing, he went into a crouched position staff horizontal in front of him. He muttered something under his breath, causing the shield to break, sending sharp shards towards face of his father.
...to the almighty Sentinel.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 3:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 3:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 3:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 3:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 3:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 3:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 4:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 4:17 pm
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I am but a slave...
"...How interesting that even us, the family of angels," he started, a power raising up around him. Time seemed to slow down, as the scythe was swinging down. As it neared his neck, his power burst outward, a huge light flaring around him, pushing the ex-king and his scythe backwards. Defaeco had somehow managed to stand... or was he floating? An angelic armor had somehow been summon upon him, a light armor, but an armor nonetheless. It was shining gold, and atop his head was a helm like that of Hermes. A helm of gold with wings on the top of it. Fake ones, but still golden. The staff in his hand had become golden and the orb had disappeared, for it was now just a swirling mass of energy. "Even this family of angels... we all end up in Hell." Defaeco swung his staff out, his crystallized wings flaring out and his eyes turning a bright gold. Hell disappeared and a bright light shot out of the castle that they were now in. They were in the main room now, the entrance hall you enter at the front doors. The castle seemed to be glowing. He could feel the prescense of Zenaku, the one who would detonate this castle for him, and Naru... who was here for who knows what reason. He planned on picking them up in his exit flight.
...to the almighty Sentinel.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 4:23 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 4:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 5:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 9:56 pm
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┈━═☆ Ϛoul Яunner ☆═━┈ ★Shape Shift★Red Angel Wings★Hellfire★ ╔═══════════════════════════════════╗
Loud rumbles could be heard from the castle. A boy with red hair and crimson eyes could be seen running on the inside of the castles walls. Behind him the walls were beginning to crumble, reasons being unknown to him. The boy was running at a rapid rate, seeing as it was one of the only things he really loved to do. As the boy ran through halls of the brilliant castle, a pillar came crashing down in front of him. Not stopping his running motion, he actually sped up. He stepped forward with his right leg, then swung his left in a circle behind him. Finally his right leg came forward again, this time it was kicking up in the air. The boy's body began to twirl around in a circle that was horizontal with the floor. A butterfly twist it was called, in Free Runner terms.
The crumbling walls behind the boy were beginning to gain on him. Faster he ran, but only to come to a dead end. Well a dead end for normal people anyway. The boy leaped towards a window that was high up in the castle, nearing the top floors. Dust and debris from the castle shot out of the window from behind him as he leaped through. The boy came from out of the dust, falling to the ground, spread eagle, a large grin spread across his face. The feeling of the wind rushing past his body and through his hair was very exciting for this young boy. However, should he continue to fall for too long, things would get rather messy. "Wings." The boy said to himself. From his back small, red, angel-like wings sprouted from his back. The wings were about as long as his elbow to his fingertips.
The boy began to lightly fall to the ground, coming back down to the Earth gently. Almost like snow dancing it's way from the sky's. The boy landed in a forest that was nearby the castle. He landed as softly as a feather before his wings finally disappeared with a tiny 'Pop', causing the wings to explode into Red feathers that gingerly fell to the ground. Who was this boy? He was Takeo Hokkaido. A Soul Runner, and a popular one at that. Takeo turned looking back up at the castle. He thought that the day would be normal. Go around looking for messages that needed to be delivered. But something had caused the castle to crumble to ruins. What it was though, he was not sure. He then noticed a few others standing in the trees. They too were looking up at the castle, yet they looked as if they had been fighting.
Takeo was new to this world, he had come from what he thought was the real world, only to realize that he had lived a lie. There was much to the real world, than what was being told. Takeo walked up to the group of people. "Um, excuse me, sir? May I ask what has happened?" The young boy asked. He really had no idea who it was that he was talking too. Having been brought up in a fake world had left him blind to reality.
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