Inimical

Myriad Reality

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*Shoots upward and sharply changes direction mid-path toward you*

@Etcetera

*Slams the butt of the staff into the barrier, and you're impaled by a transparent staff-shaped projectile*

Myriad Reality

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*Scatters the energy balls randomly throughout the area*

@Etcetera

*Mid-scattering, they all suddenly soar in your direction*

Myriad Reality

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*A beam of green energy shoots through your skull*

@Etcetera

*It impacts and is absorbed into a transparent barrier very close to me*

Myriad Reality

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There won't be anything left.
*Absorbs the chaotic energy from space and holds my hand out toward you*

@Etcetera

Now you're getting it.
*Taps my staff against nonexistent ground three times, forming a new set of runes*

Myriad Reality

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Irrelevant.
*Pushes the rest of my fear magic into the space around me, causing it to clash with everything it touches*

@Etcetera

You'll have him by your side once more when I pull you both from the afterlife to serve in my, and Nemid's, army.
*Takes my staff in both hands*

Myriad Reality

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I am not pleased that you eliminated my primary source of fear.

@Etcetera

An interesting descriptor for family.

Myriad Reality

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*Forms out of the space*

@Etcetera

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It'd be much easier to not delay what inevitably awaits you.

Myriad Reality

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*Death magic sparks in the distance*

@Etcetera

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Myriad Reality

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*Applies a repellant magic to the mist*

@Etcetera

*Phases into existence slowly, looking in on the void left*

Myriad Reality

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*Absorbs the blood magic as well, generating an ancient text in space in front of me, cracking the parts of the dimension that it touches*

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That is to be seen.
*The dark polygons are tinted red by the blood magic and are polluted by a pulsating cloudy force*
Fear magic, original fear: Fear of Death.
*The dimension around the text shatters into fragments; the region around us begins to warp and morph as space breaks down between you and myself—my form accelerates toward you and quickly reaches near-imperceptible speeds*
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*A moment later I appear far behind you, having made no apparent contact as death magic courses through your body*

@Etcetera

*Turns my head halfway toward you*
True death is impossible for me, as is escape.
*Once enough light projectiles are consumed by the mist, two lines bisect each other emitting from 4 points in the mist. A ball of light surges from this point that grows quickly but only for a moment, as all of space itself contained within the mist is immediately entirely erased. Outside the mist, it appears as an implosion that scatters the mist for unreal distances in all directions*