[h1]Chapter 1 - Clashing Paths[/h1][b][color=darkred]Part 1A - Lykantha, the Ashen Wolf[/color][/b]
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[color=darkred]"Horrors? Oh you are wrong,"[/color] Val answered to Lykantha's urging. [color=darkred]"We are playing the part of the Horror tonight. It shall be our prey that tremble in fear. Kukukukuku.."[/color] He continued, his voice tinged with sinister elation.

A vision entered Lykantha's mind. A garden, filled with dying beauty. Two foxes and their cubs were sitting in their den. Unaware. Unguarded. Vulnerable. Her saliva began to pool yet again to the vision.

And with a silent agreement, the Ashen Wolf set foot to her destination. And behind her, Val's visage unraveled into writhing darkness before settling on the Wolf's dagger.


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[b][color=darkred]Part 1B - Zeyruun and Akshay[/color][/b]
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[color=lightsteelblue]"Welcome, Zeyruun and Akshay,"[/color] the Silver Fox beckoned the two newly reborn mortals. Their forms were complete again at last.
[color=lightsteelblue]"I am known as Allos the Peacemaker,"[/color] he introduced himself. [color=lightsteelblue]"And this is my colleague,"[/color]

[color=burlywood]"Flau. Avenger,"[/color] the Golden Fox passed the proverbial introduction baton on. Unlike Allos, who sounded warm and welcoming, her tone was flat and cold.

And suddenly, it felt like the temperature dropped a degree or two. Ever very slightly, you felt that the delicate balance between beauty and horror in the wilting rose arbor surrounding you tilt towards the latter.

[color=lightsteelblue]"Hrm. My apologies. She is a person of little words. Trust me when I say she bears no ill will towards you,"[/color] Allos then said with a cough, as if to rectify the cooling atmosphere.
[color=lightsteelblue]"Now, I know you have a lot to ask. So allow us to show you instead. Flau, if you will.."[/color]

With a nod, the Golden Fox rasied to her feet and waved her hand as if to flip an invisible page from an oversized book. Then, pictures and scriptures suddenly appeared before you.

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[center][color=gray][h3]The Age of Deicide[/h3]
Seeing the World flourishing, Demiurge saw that all is good,
and they retreated to their original domain, the Atelier,
and took the role of a mere Theatergoer.

The Three Goddess - The Beginning, The End, and The Balancer - continued to nurture the world
Ages went by. Creatures evolve, adapt, and improve
And finally, civilization were born

Learning of their full potential, the creations began to imitate their creators
They pooled their ingenuity, and made creations that they could call their own
They altered the natural courses of things, improving their life immensely
They were proud. They were content. They were happy.
They... Were drunk with the newfound power

It did not take long before the creations started asking questions
Why do they have to submit to the wills of the Goddesses?

Why should they follow the cycle of life and death,
while they managed to bend literally every other laws of the world?
Aren't they surviving on this World by their own Virtue? Their own strength?

Thus, the creations banded together and raised a rebellion against the Goddesses

Their attempt was futile and laughably one-sided
After all, they had no power to touch the Realm of God

Yet this did not stop them from trying
Try as much as they want - as much as they could - they did
And every time, more of the World's vital resources went to waste

Futile attempts over futile attempts later, the creations found themselves spreading thin
The resources, previously abundant, were running out at an alarming rate
The lives, previously flourishing, were now on the brink of being extinguished

The World was torn beyond repair
The flow of life had been disturbed and stifled, that not even Lisami - Goddess of Beginnings, 
could restore Life at the pace of which Death claimed what was due to them
And thus the spiral towards Oblivion continued to gain momentum

The creations realized their mistake, and begged for forgiveness
Yet there was nothing the Goddesses could do for them
For they had thrown the World asunder beyond repair

It was then that Lemouri - Goddess of Endings - did the unthinkable
Overwhelmed by guilt over her hands on the destruction of the World, She ended her own existence
And that - was the catalyst that brought upon a new age
	
With the concept of "Death" disappearing from the World,
the creations managed to cling to their feeble life
Without Death, Life began to replenish itself
	
But this comes at a price

Angered - nay - maddened by the death of Her Sister, Lisami swore to bring down punishment over the creations
With utter disregard over Her role, She created new form of life - monstrosity beyond any nightmare - and unleashed them upon the World
These giants, with nothing but wrath over all things living in their instinct, wreaked havoc wherever they went

They would hunt the creations, smash their homes, tore their bodies, and feast upon their innards
And without Death to claim them, the creations had no place to run to
Eternal life - what the creations had yearned so over the past centuries - had became an eternal prison,
with its key lost to the annex of Oblivion

And thus began the Age of Deicide
An age where mortals had successfully slain their God
And suffered an eternity of damnation
 
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The two mortals shuddered. Be it over the sheer horror of the visions they just saw, or the disgust of realizing that they were once a part of the creations that so shamelessly destroyed themselves and begged for forgiveness and salvation from the very Being they tried to kill, only they themselves would know.

Before they could react or comment on the vision, however, the hairs on their neck tingled with electricity. [i]Danger is approaching[/i], they instinctively realized. And just as their instinct guide them, the mortals each reached towards their respective Fox Guardian - Akshay to Allos; while Zeyruun, Flau.

Barely reaching their Guardians, a shield and a warhammer materialized at Akshay and Zeyruun's hands. Feeling the familiar weight of their preferred weapons, they twisted their body just in time to block the incoming death. Two obsidian daggers, their blade as dull black as their handles.

The Thousand Blades.

The two warriors stood back-to-back, and scanned their surrounding. Yet their assailant was nowhere to be seen. But just because something eludes the eyes, does not mean they do not exist. The interloper was there. They simply did not know [i]where[/i].

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Welcome to the first PvP of the RP
This round will be Lykantha vs Akshay and Zeyruun, and to smoothen things up, I will predetermine the end of this battle.
Seeing that this is a 2 vs 1, Akshay and Zeyruun will come out on top.
Lykantha, however, is allowed to incapacitate one of her opponent before finally losing the fight.
As for the detail of how the fight will progress, and when or who of the two will fall, I leave it to you three
Take as long (or short) as you want to have fun with this particular battle, but don't drag it out for the sake of dragging out :)

P.S.
Nobody died. Yet.
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