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6 yrs ago
Current I may not come back. It was nice playing with you all. I wish you all good lives.
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6 yrs ago
The fires of hell did not kill me.
9 yrs ago
No shoes no shirt and I still get service WHY?!
9 yrs ago
Too tired to post.
9 yrs ago
God told me, I've already got the life.....

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"I'm sorry Bug." Mithais said. His eyes looked stressed and his face worn, his brow wrinkled in a terrifying look that seemed like it was meant to bear his last words. He looked directly at his friend, emotions high. Clearly, this wasn't an easy choice for the former knight, but the vampire was steadfast on his decision. "...But this is loyalty." He saluted with his right, then charged.

Mithias ran directly at Bug, blades ready to slice through anything, everything, even the fabric of reality itself. As typical of him, he suddenly vanished, having skipped through a rift per his usual style of attack. Bug knew he was coming out from somewhere and braced himself. Surely Bug had seen this from his friend many times before and would be ready to make Mithias regret life, whether he attacked from behind, or above, or...

A crash and a infuriated scream sounded from Ozzy. Glowing-eyed and fangs dripping in fury, Mithias descended onto the half-demon brother. With his right weapon, he had cleaved a bloody divide through Ozzy's collarbone down through his torso and even cleaved the bench in half and split the ground below. Time seemed to slow down to Bug's shocked senses as he watched the horrifically maimed Ozzy topple to one side, bench and debri crumbling beneath him. Then, a star shown brilliantly from Mithias' raised left blade... taking on a sinister purple light as the soulreaver's ethereal presence burst forth above Ozzy. Wasting no time for mercy or justice or goodbye, Mithias roared and plunged the tip straight down into Ozzy's chest below him. The screams of pain were like nothing Bug had ever heard before as Ozzy's soul, his true being was dying to that vile weapon.
Mithias dodges some hellfireballs before Bug intervenes. He stops as he sees the two discussing. It was very odd seeing the two brothers. Of course they would get along with each other, they were 'family.' Mithias glared. The one stark difference between the two was that Bug at least it seemed could actually care about others outside of his family. Bug could probably be left alive, but Ozzy... no, he would relentlessly pursue resurrecting his father, Drac. It wasn't necessarily a tragedy, but Ozzy had to die, completely.

Two swords out to the sides, the purple light left the one. Mithias waited, then glared at Bug. "I just want you to know, Bug. I'm going to kill your brother once you're out of the way. ..." A fireball came flying at the insectoid nature guardian.
Mithias recovers his weapons as well. "Ozzy. You scum-sucking perfect example of an asshole. You're leading your whole family into folly. You most of all Corests definitely don't care about anyone. As much as I'd love to send you right back to hell, I think I'm going to have to do more than that..."

One of the swords Mithias is holding takes on a purple hue. Bug and Ozzy would recognize it as the soul-devouring blade, the Soulreaver. This spiritual demon weapon had unknown origins, but it was believed to be capable of completely shattering a soul into oblivion. It could be resisted by extreme willpower, but an impale through the heart was true death. Mithias was threatening to wipe Ozzy from total existence.

"Run if you want, but every time you step out of hell, Ozzy, you'd better be ready for me to find you. Your selfishness will be your undoing." Mithias prepared to cut down both brothers.
The bugs start pouring forth to Mithias' surprise and start swarming around him in a painful, oppressive cloud. Withdrawing his weapon from Bug, he slashed wildly at first, realizing he could hardly see. His concentration begins to waiver and he starts slipping from his flight. Then, suddenly in the cloud the spark of white light cuts through and Mithias realizes what Bug is doing and gasps. Bug knew Aono's technique as well!

Bug's strike came in, a powerful attack that would have penetrated the vampire's heart or surely severed through his neck. Vampires were fairly easy to kill. It was difficult to see, but sight was not all Mithias had. Jiguntou met jiguntou in a burst of energy that cancelled both weapons out for a moment. Mithias dropped to the ground and hit eyes lit up with fire.

A huge fireball blasted forth at Bug, singing all the insects on its way over.
Mithias sprints to the side, running and arc so fast through the snow that the energy blasts all land in sequence behind him. Sparkly, pretty green snow dust goes flying. He then leaps in the air, but appears to teleport to behind Bug and guts him with one sword through the kidney before he can react. He follows up with a slash with the other weapon to lop off an arm. There's no soul-draining effect to his weapons, just pain, and damage. He'd reduce Bug to shreds at this rate.
Mithias held one blade up and the other forward. Bug's appearance change was disturbing to say the least. He liked Bug. In order to even do this he had to be seriously committed to his beliefs. He brought to memory the battle against Alucard and then Drac's sudden and cowardly appearance that nearly killed Bob, and then the anger finally returned to him.

The yellow eyes flashed and his black brow furrowed as Mithias glared now at Bug as if he were an enemy, a great enemy. "You'd kill him too. Wouldn't you?" He said about Bob. "Then so be it. I'm putting you down, friend."
Oh shit. It was on.

Mithias let go of the blade and Bug began melding it back into his body. The truth was, this needed to happen. He staggered back, extremely cautious over the sickening writhing that was going on under the surface of Bug, and formed his jiguntou blade. "You heard what I said Bug. He acted out of fear and dug his own grave. You have to accept that, because I'm not going to let you turn into him." Taking his glowing green weapon, Mithias split it into two swords and prepared himself in the fighting style he had most mastery of for whatever the hell Bug might launch at him. "I'm not letting you get him back."
Mithias felt himself get cut. Nothing serious. Bug was playing with him now. Did he seriously want to go all out against his semi-fucked up friend? ... yes.

Not stopping, he pushed his offensive. The relentlessness surely a surprise after having been sliced slightly. Amid swings he goaded, "You still pissed over Drac? That coward of a father?! Yeah I'd be pissed too..." Mithias intentionally pushed crossing the line, or perhaps he had crossed it. Either way his words would make Bug fuckup and lose his head for real this time, or they would drive him into a serious fight. Either way, these two friends still needed to hash out their disagreements over previous event.
Mithias thinks for a bit. He's not entirely alarmed by being stalked by the Corest family, since they were... usually allies. Teh recet fight between Drac and Bob did still put him off however. At least Bug was taking it well, or so it seemed.

In knightly fashion, Mithias warned his friend, "Alright. Have at you!" Then he attacked far more seriously than he had previously, going in with a strike to lop off Bug's head.
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