Mithias does some pretty nasty things to Luigi which assuredly result in his death.
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Eclipse appeared with the rest on the harmonious tropical island. The place was serene, beautiful, and joyous. It was like his home in heaven, a realm beyond materiality, and the essence of peace soothed him. But even such a wonderful getaway didn't remove the fact that many other places in the universe were filled with suffering, and Eclipse' heart weighed heavy at the fact that he had been forced to abandon an entire world of the forces of chaos and the Necrons. He could not be found guilty in acting to preserve his own life or those of others when no more lives could have been saved, but he couldn't be at peace. There was still more he must do.
After a few moments of facing the horizon in silent contemplation with a solemn look upon his face, the gleaming white angel turned to Tiny. "My magical friend. You have great power, and you have used that power to save the lives of these innocent beings and my life as well. We all owe you a great debt..." Tiny just knew his contentment was about to be interrupted by whatever the hell the angel-god said next. One can never enjoy a good drink with a super-holy, righteous, self-sacrificing demigod of justice around. Of course Eclipse continued as predicted, "...Please forgive me, as I must impose on you further. The beings on the world we've left behind are doomed without aid. The armies of chaos threaten to swallow each and every world in their reach until all existence belongs to them. There is only one force that can stop them, and I need you to help me reach them."
Eclipse appeared with the rest on the harmonious tropical island. The place was serene, beautiful, and joyous. It was like his home in heaven, a realm beyond materiality, and the essence of peace soothed him. But even such a wonderful getaway didn't remove the fact that many other places in the universe were filled with suffering, and Eclipse' heart weighed heavy at the fact that he had been forced to abandon an entire world of the forces of chaos and the Necrons. He could not be found guilty in acting to preserve his own life or those of others when no more lives could have been saved, but he couldn't be at peace. There was still more he must do.
After a few moments of facing the horizon in silent contemplation with a solemn look upon his face, the gleaming white angel turned to Tiny. "My magical friend. You have great power, and you have used that power to save the lives of these innocent beings and my life as well. We all owe you a great debt..." Tiny just knew his contentment was about to be interrupted by whatever the hell the angel-god said next. One can never enjoy a good drink with a super-holy, righteous, self-sacrificing demigod of justice around. Of course Eclipse continued as predicted, "...Please forgive me, as I must impose on you further. The beings on the world we've left behind are doomed without aid. The armies of chaos threaten to swallow each and every world in their reach until all existence belongs to them. There is only one force that can stop them, and I need you to help me reach them."
Mithias screamed as Luigi grabbed him and injected some kind of hell into his weakened body. A large shadow claw swept them both off their feet and pushed Mithias away from the merciful strike of the paladin's hammer. The fighting continued. Valentus now had other problems to deal with. The world swirled in screaming, blackness, and blood just as it had only moments ago.
Left alone to deal with his tormentuous transformation, Mithias was submerged in blinding agony. In some alleyway, some gutter somewhere, his body writhed and grew violently, snapping bones and tearing flesh and forcing tissue to change against its own nature. He tried to fight it, but his mind could not save his body. He was suffering, greatly. Finally, after eternal moments that barely left the vampire able to remember where he was, Mithias emerged from the forgotten smoke-covered piles of burning rubble and cooling molten asphalt, and he was a different creature, something half vampire, half daemon.
He was huge and terrifying. He had long legs with clawed feet, blackened skin, a mane of black down his back, a single left arm with an extra forward-pointing spiderlike limb coming out of his back above it that was sharp like a lance at the tip. His head was a maw of sharklike teeth and glowing eyes, and out of his right shoulder, where is arm used to be, came 20 or so, long, writhing tendrils of blood, controlled by his will. He looked like some kind of dark Japanese god of evil.
The tentacles preceded him out of the ally as he came forth, back into the battle. Maw dripping with blood and saliva, he turned vengefully toward a handful of chaos marines and launched his tentacles at them from his right side. The fleshy snakes quickly wrapped themselves around the necks of the enemies and flung them around, bashing them into the buildings, ground, each other, and even tearing the heads off their shoulders, metal and all.
Pain drove him this time, unimaginable pain, as his vampire healing tried to combat chaos' abuse of his body. It was pain, anger, and the memory of a being so great that was able to hold onto hope despite impossible odds. The crushing darkness that had defeated the vampire's will and mind hadn't been able to touch him, and Mithias, although he himself had failed and did not have that level of strength, had witnessed it and admired it. It was a ray of light to him. He would help the paladin, and perhaps then he could receive a merciful release from his torture.
Having begun his war on the forces of chaos, Mithias was no more satisfied, then he saw Luigi. His eyes glowed brightly, lips curled back to reveal the razorshapr teeth, and the daemon-vampire beast charged. He wanted revenge.
Left alone to deal with his tormentuous transformation, Mithias was submerged in blinding agony. In some alleyway, some gutter somewhere, his body writhed and grew violently, snapping bones and tearing flesh and forcing tissue to change against its own nature. He tried to fight it, but his mind could not save his body. He was suffering, greatly. Finally, after eternal moments that barely left the vampire able to remember where he was, Mithias emerged from the forgotten smoke-covered piles of burning rubble and cooling molten asphalt, and he was a different creature, something half vampire, half daemon.
He was huge and terrifying. He had long legs with clawed feet, blackened skin, a mane of black down his back, a single left arm with an extra forward-pointing spiderlike limb coming out of his back above it that was sharp like a lance at the tip. His head was a maw of sharklike teeth and glowing eyes, and out of his right shoulder, where is arm used to be, came 20 or so, long, writhing tendrils of blood, controlled by his will. He looked like some kind of dark Japanese god of evil.
The tentacles preceded him out of the ally as he came forth, back into the battle. Maw dripping with blood and saliva, he turned vengefully toward a handful of chaos marines and launched his tentacles at them from his right side. The fleshy snakes quickly wrapped themselves around the necks of the enemies and flung them around, bashing them into the buildings, ground, each other, and even tearing the heads off their shoulders, metal and all.
Pain drove him this time, unimaginable pain, as his vampire healing tried to combat chaos' abuse of his body. It was pain, anger, and the memory of a being so great that was able to hold onto hope despite impossible odds. The crushing darkness that had defeated the vampire's will and mind hadn't been able to touch him, and Mithias, although he himself had failed and did not have that level of strength, had witnessed it and admired it. It was a ray of light to him. He would help the paladin, and perhaps then he could receive a merciful release from his torture.
Having begun his war on the forces of chaos, Mithias was no more satisfied, then he saw Luigi. His eyes glowed brightly, lips curled back to reveal the razorshapr teeth, and the daemon-vampire beast charged. He wanted revenge.
I can post tomorrow.
So I assume this town is a werewolf town? Do humans live there? Could I have Mithias staying there as a random traveler?
Updated my CS.
@Shikaru No no. I will write a post. i promise. I am just not sure when it will be. I got home super late tonight. I'm also traveling over the weekend, but then BLOOD WILL FLOW!
@Shikaru ^^;;;
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@Lady Athena I actually have no idea which anime it is from. It just cracks me up though.
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