[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjQ0LmE1OTc0MC5WbUZyYXcsLC4wAAAAAAAA/blowup-personal-use.regular.png[/img][/center] [i]Foolish child on mine. Do you dare take what I gave you? Why rebel when I offer freedom from all transgression? [color=9d8618]You are a transgression. Those who follow you are the control I seek to destroy.[/color] And yet, you have destroyed noth- [color=9d8618]I have destroyed your control. I have destroyed the very foundation in which you derive your power. I have won, and if you surrender your power to me then I may yet spare you.[/color] To renounce my power is to renounce life, to give to a conqueror who would bring ruin my kingdom. [color=9d8618]I am the kingdom that was once yours. Once you birthed me, I became the heir to a new empire of silence. Now that empire is here.[/color] That is enough, Atmav deals with this one and rend his soul into the abyss![/i] [hr] An ancient drifted in and out of its thoughts, his form towering above the fog of Feasting Forest, his thoughts clouding almost every other sense that he had. Rage came as he remembered the damned harlot that had stood between him and his goal, the destruction of an endless conversation. If he had had this kind of power then, he would have been able to finish them both without so much as trying, but SHE got in his way. [b]SHE[/b] dared to defend his enemy in his time of reckoning. [b]SHE[/b] is the root evil of all that has come to hinder his plans. [b]SHE DARED TO CAST HIM FROM HIS HOME![/b] Vakk’s form shifted as he moved away from the forest that both he and Chopsticks Eyes had created. His jaws snapping in anger, he refused to destroy what he had created with one of his puppets. He stopped at the cliff, seeing the other continent across the way. [color=9d8618][b]”ATMAV![/b][/color] A roar ran through the area, he felt his anger take control of his body. He slammed his tendrils into the ground and kept slamming them before long the side of the cliff eventually caved and collapsed. It caught him by surprise, his form falling and slamming into the spiked rocks that lined the Kick. This only served to make him angrier, but currently, he was so angry that he allowed himself to simply sink to the bottom of the water. This anger kept building and building as he touched the floor of the ocean. The feeling grew and grew, however, he held hope that the frigid ocean water It didn’t. Soon, he thrashed himself around and roared in anger once more his rage translating into heat around him. His roar cracked the channel and from that crack came the ichor of his rage, a magma that boiled and bubbled the water. The heat caused steam to escape to the surface, and that steam flooded across the channel and even rushed upon the beaches of the Dragon’s Foot before dissipating into the air. The heat soothed Vakk, enough to get him lost into his thoughts again. [hr] [i][color=9d8618]Even with your sword you cannot best me, Atmav[/color] [color=gray]If that is what you believe then so be it. With this sword, I shall destroy your soul in its entirety.[/color] [color=9d8618]Come now child, do not give me that frown. It is no use, I will not be torn down. Your determination is strong now fight, stand your ground![/color][/i] [hr] Vakk came back to reality just before the battle replayed in his mind. He moved through the water, breaching the surface, now clouded by steam. He was calm now, in a manner more befitting of a refined being such as himself. However, now curiosity began to arise within him, as he began to reminisce more about his final moments within the realm that he had once called his home. He shifted his gaze into the air, watching the steam rise into the air. [hr] [i][color=gray]I cannot even look you in the eyes, but you realize, that this is fate. There is no turning back, but even still, I dither to attack. The whole kingdom’s pinned their hopes and dreams on me.[/color] [color=9d8618]This is the end. Will you fight or defend?[/color] [color=gray]Could you still make amends?[/color] [color=9d8618]Do I deserve to be called[/color] [color=gray]Do I deserve to be called[/color] [color=9d8618]The Emperor of Silence[/color] [color=gray]The Grand Sword of Justice[/color] [color=9d8618]The Saviour of All?[/color] [color=gray]The Saviour of All?[/color][/i] [hr] Vakk remembered he had been knocked from the realm when the rift had been torn open by the Architect. He remembered traveling through the realm between realms, burning away his body and killing him before resurrection in his current form. However, he remembers doing something just before he had been cast from his home. He remembered grabbing something… A sickening smile crept across his face as he remembered the actions of the Architect before he had reformed his body. He had cast away the souls of the unworthy, grain separated from the chaff. One of those souls had been dragged to this realm. He remembered how he grasped the neck of one who had sought to end him. [color=9d8618]”Atmav… It will be good to see you again. And it will be good to use you like the puppet you are.[/color] From his spot in the water, Vakk began his journey to see Katharsos. [hider=Summary] Vakk remembers some of his past, the moments before he was kicked out. Vakk gets angry about how close he had gotten to victory, only to be stopped by a being named Atmav. He causes part of the channel between the Kick and the Dragons to become boiling hot with lava. We’ll call this spot the Saluran Mendidih They talk a little before battling. The Vakk remembers that he also dragged the soul of Atmav to this place, most likely in an attempt to grasp something to avoid being sent flying away. He goes off to see El Tiger where the souls are kept. [hider=Might] 0 MP, 9 FP 4 FP to create the Saluran Mendidih. 0 MP, 5 FP [/hider] [/hider]