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Blood Lust: Eternal Night

So anyone interested in meeting Shinku from before. This is just so I'll know if he'll react to anyones presence during the meeting or not.

A World of Progressive Magic: The Magical Peace Corps

@Aqutanama
Yea, thats the rated R version lol.

A World of Progressive Magic: The Magical Peace Corps

Striking down another undead, Myriad skidded to a stop as another arrow whizzed passed his face and into another skull. He watched as a strand of his hair floated pass his sights and onto the ground. Turning a eye onto Alexandria, he cocked his brow at her. She shrugged her shoulders, and smiled coyly in response. "Sorry about that, Myri. I'll try not to cut it so close next time. Just, that look you make is hilarious."

He turned to face her. Silly girl, he joked to himself, taking a step towards her. I'll have to thank her for this later. She makes fighting just a bit easier.

A gush of wind swept pass his head, pushing up against his face as shadowy figure flew just barely over him. He turned his head to his side, only to see Nao slamming his staff into the neck of an undead, yelling all the while. "Get ya head in the game, Myriad. Stop fawning over Alex or else you'll become zombie chow!"

"Yea, my bad," was all Myriad said as he swirled around Nao and hacked a undead in half.

"Now that's what I'm talking about!" Nao yelled, twirling his staff around his body around before pointing it towards three more undead around them.

Myriad soon felt Nao's back against his own. From afar, Alexandria's laughter touched the air, then in a moment that quieted his heart, it turned into a heartbreaking screech. Together, Nao and himself turned to look towards Alexandria, only to see her being chomped on by two zombies, one that bit down on her neck and another on her opposing torso.

"ALEXXXX!" yelled Nao as he charged forwards.

Blood Lust: Eternal Night

i'm glad you liked it :) now I can create past relationships >:)

Threads of Power

I'm ready for judgement again :) I toned him down a bit and just barely added in a reason for him to know his skills. My problem was I had started on a different type of magic earlier but after seeing it taken, decided to quickly switch it to a different one. I ended up mixing up a few stuff.

Threads of Power

"... Stop and listen, even a King knows how to plea."

Name: Silas Greer
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Magic User Type: Air Mage

Appearance: A pale skinned youth whose dark hair is a stark contrast to his background, all except the utter darkness. His chocolate brown eyes are narrow and sharp, discerning the fear out of most opponents. His slim figure appears skeleton underneath his clothes but he's exceptionally fit in reality, not at all muscular but he lacks excessive body fat. He is usually seen in a menacing rustic armor that projects the idea of an abysmal and worn knight, iron chain-mail is worn underneath, and to hide his facial features is a helmet that appears to depict the devil's likeness; from off his back flows a tattered black cape. He stands at an above average height of six foot one, his body is decorated with white scars.

under the helmet

Personality: Cruel and silent, Silas is often depicted as a fearless and intimidating figure in the land of Pantos. He has vowed allegiance to no one and sees himself as force to reckon with. In other words, he believes himself to be superior. He has few words for even the most worthy of opponents and rarely greets those that deserve it with a proper greeting. His selflessness is just a small positive in his overall armament of negatives, though he sees himself as a villain, he finds it difficult to deny those that are in true need of help. He fights for what he believes to be right and just, not what the world believes to be true.

Powers: Manipulating and controlling the air/ sound. He utilizes this power with his lance and other weapons but if he must, than he unleash the full bulk of it by dropping his weapons and attacking with all the force of a merciless gale.

Skills/Talents:
>> Exceptional Lancer
>> Archer
>> Quick thinker
>> Horseman
>> Farmer
>> Mildly educated

Equipment/Weapons:
>> Enchanted Lance - The ability to by-pass armor has been bestow on this lance's entire blade. Its indestructible by normal means.
>> Armor
>> Maps
>> Gilgamesh the horse

Bio: Abandoned as a infant by a disgruntled father, whose wife passed giving birth to him, Silas was found a by a enchantress known simply as Sky Maiden. She hoped that he would be the child that she could never have and waited patiently for him to show results. However, as he grew older, it became apparent that somewhere deep inside, he was broken. She searched his mind and realized that he had a vivid memory of the hardship that had transpired that day. She could had healed his mind, living on a cloud was easy, so surely healing his memories would be child's play. However, she found it indecent to erase such a large part of him, so she allowed to stay the same.

Eventually, he grew up and became a lone knight, a being meant solely for the people. Through his upbringings with the Sky Maiden he learned several self-sustaining skills, including how to fight and hunt. Throughout his time in the Kingdom of Pantos, he made a small name for himself by enforcing peace on small skirmishes and the like. He walks the land of Pantos, going where whispers of war, evil, and other confrontations may spawn. However, he'll always return to his hidden abode deep in the forest, where a small farm grows near a stream, and the land provides all that he'll ever need.

Blood Lust: Eternal Night

Ahh, good. But it just hit me to see if we'll actually get approved or not lol.

Blood Lust: Eternal Night

Anyone interested in forming some behind the scenes relationships.

A World of Progressive Magic: The Magical Peace Corps

My post is up :)

A World of Progressive Magic: The Magical Peace Corps

Upon arrival onto the intended location, the wind blew a very eerie whistle. It was a rather creepy gust of air, its very substance seemed to carry an emptiness and desolation on its eddies. Stepping up in front of Alexandria and Nao, Myriad seemed to noticed the oncoming danger of the beam, though he was unsure on how to protect the others. He was sure his own body would simply let the beam pass through it -he himself going unharmed- but it would ultimately wipe out his friends. In his panic, he was reduced to clutching the metallic hilt of his straight-sword with fervor, his mind struggling with a life-altering decision.

The moment passed by, his heart and body remaining still. If not for his teacher's intervention, he was sure that his friends would had died. A part of him wanted to thank his Fate magic for this outcome but he couldn't always depend on such "luck" to protect his friends. He would need to steel his heart for the next conflict.

It was a quick command, and the orders were followed soon afterwards. Bringing his sword to his side, Myriad dashed towards the zombies that were left, not many but enough for everyone to get a good bit of experience with. As he neared the hoard, three arrows whizzed pass his face and stuck into the skulls of three different zombies. Alexandria was a good shot. With sharp thrust into the nearest zombie's head, Myriad felt the crunch of the its cranium split between the steel in his hand. He pushed it from his blade with a powerful kick to the chest.

Looking around, he noticed Nao taking on a few on his own. He called out with a hardened worry. "Don't let them surround you! be careful Nao!"

Nao was focused on the guttural moans of his opponents, slamming his staff into one of their heads and sending them face-first into the ground. "Aye, aye...mother," he called out in his usual playfulness.

A agitated tsk left Myriad as he slashed down another undead. That idiot. Jumping into the fray, he went to work against the zombies, determined to put in some serious work without disclosing his true strength. "We can do this," He muttered to himself, a ghoulish hand narrowly missing him. "Yea, we can do it."