NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: This is Closed, unless I Telegram you with a part inquiry.

IC:

It had been 2 years since the events of Om had taken place. The Mad God known as Kajeenith had been destroyed. Life and events had returned to a relitivly calm pace. Again Ri-an was known as a beacon of peace, in a universe of so much violence.

Jiralyn, the dark priestess, had died on Om, the Truth of her loyalties, when they came to light later, shocked many. Id, The Demon of Elru had been killed by Nekaru, a man from the nation of Demon 666 that later went completly insane. And Kajeenith, it had taken a combined effort to kill him.

But the ministry of Shadow, their death was not in Kajeenith's plan, for they had no successor, so at the last moment, they fled to the Shadowrealm, and their witnessed their god's death.

Months before hand though, they were told by Kajeenith
"After my death, look for the two that are aligned. Raise them, as Shadowlord raised Id, send one beyond the far reaches, and keep the other here. You will know you have found them, when in the darkness of the Dark moon Remora, their powers show."

The Ministry spent the next two years searching for the two that were aligned, though they had no idea what that meant.

Then they found her, a common street hoar named Trixy. Not even a full nine months after Kajeenith's death, she had given birth to Fraternal Twins, one male, one female. As it turns out, they were the children of Id, who was known for his fondness of Brothels.

It took little convincing for Trixy to give up the location of her children. As her blood ran down the gutters she lived her life in, and into the sewers, Her newly orphaned children were quietly taken to Remora, where the truth of their powers was seen.

Shadowlord manner, a Place that had fallen into disrepair since Shadowlord divided into his seven children. They did not go by names, but by numbers.
1, 3, 5, and 7 were male, and sounded alike, with minor pitch variations.

2, 4, and 6 all sounded female, like identicle triplet sisters.

They took the two children of Id to Shadowlord Manner, and using their dark powers, caused it to be whole again.

There, they took to raising the two innocent children abusivly, robbing them of childhood, and stealing their innocence.

It is this one small set of events, that all other subsequent events can be traced back to. These few minor events, that snowballed into the near destruction of all things, and caused Ri-an, a shining beacon of peace, lost in a universe of violence and bloodshed, to become destroyed, forever.

How, shall be revealed as time goes by, in its slow, stately pace. For now, it is enough to know, that it was all the fault of The ministry of Shadow.

It was when the Demons were 12, that the first sign of Kajeenith's children had been found.

The Demons were now exactly like their father, lacking only Physical maturity.

Both had adopted their father's name, Id, the Demon of Elru.

Id (F) was pretty, for a bloodthirsty coldhearted budding young woman she favored the color pink. Pink hair, pink eyes, white frilly shirt accented with pink, Pink Dress, even her energy radiation was pink.

Her Brother, Id (M) Favored Black and white. Black leather like Kajeenith, White Silk shirt, Black shoes, Black and white hair, one eye Black, one eye white. Even his Energy radiation varied between white and Black.

They had taken to standing, watching Ri-an, waiting for the day when they might make their presence known.

From the moon, they saw signs of a Volcano eruption, and so they went down to watch it Blow.

The Lava threatened to engulf Lad with Platnium hair. It had him circled. He was crying, scared for his own life.

"Why do you cry, weakling?" Id (F) asked in her sweet silvery addictive voice.

"Are you not strong enough to banish the lava yourself?" Id (M) asked, in his whisper quiet threatening voice.

"I'm scared, I don't want to die. I hate it, I hate the Lava, I wiosh it had never been." said the child.

"And why the hatred for something natural?" Both Id's asked.

"Because it exists, do I need any other reason? Why won't you help me?" the lad asked, angry tears in his eyes.

"We do not help the weak. We crush them, kill them. You are weak, we will watch you die in the Lava for our own amusement."

The Child's eyes seemed to grow dark.

The Lava appeared to fall into a hole of Nothing that appeared, seemingly out of nowhere.

"I am my True Father's Eldest Son. I am not some weakling to die in a flow of liquid burning Rock." he said, his voice very diffrent.

He leaped over the Lava, and collapsed.

The Demons were puzzled over this hidden strength. They wanted to play with this boy some more, see how strong he really was.

So it was, that Tajen, eldest son of Kajeenith was taken by The Demons.

The Ministry was shocked and awed by Tajen's presence.

He had the Blood of Kajeenith. When he grew up, he would be a force to be feared indeed.

when Tajen awoke, he spoke.

"I have spoken with Father. I know my purpose, my reason for being. When the time comes, I shall ascend, and be as one with my Father. The time has come for the Gathering of the Children. The Great hunt is on. We will find for Father, the Ultimate present Father could ask for. We will find and delver to him, The Crystal of the Heart of Creation." Tajen said.

Something awoke in 199 unsuspecting innocent children. A desire to travel, a place they only saw in dreams. The call was sent out, to gather at Shadowlord Manner, on the Dark Moon Remora.

Five months after the 199 children suddenly awoke to the traveling desire.

All 199 of them had finally gathered at Shadowlord manner, all 200 of them 12years old. They had gathered there by various means, creeping in under the Ri-anese Detection Grid.

"My Brothers, and, my Sisters, for that is what we really are, the time has come for us to initiate Father's Plan. By now, you have all seen him, in your dreams, a shadow of him in your waking life, here, there. There is no denying our kinship, all 200 of us, we look so familier. We can feel the bond in our blood, in our bones, in our very spirit." Tajen said.

The others nodded that this was so.

Our real parents, love us so, and Father has done so much for us already, given us this fine mansion, and the power over his Void. He has given us the power to Mold all the Realities, as we see fit. That is why, we must get him a present. Such a loving father as Kajeenith deserves one, don't you think? What being or entity could possibly fault anyone for getting their father a gift?" Tajen asked.

"We should get him a world" one shouted somewhere

"No, A Solar System"

"A Galaxy!"

"Brothers, Sisters, Please. Nothing so small and Petty as that. Father deserves only the best, and it is the best that he desires. He told me only its name, but we must all work together to find it truely. He wants for himself, The Crystal of The Heart of Creation. It is the only one of its kind, no matter how many Realities you go to, or how many you make, only one Reality holds the Crystal, and when it is Gone, Father's greatest wish will come true, and we will all ascend to his presence."

There were cheers all around. It was too late to save any of them, for they were all tainted, and lead to the path of destruction.

"Where should we look?" asked a Tajen's closest sister, Nitha.

"Everywhere." Tajen said, and they all seemed to understand what that meant.

"My Children, I am so proud of you. You make a Father Glad, and surely no one could ask for better children. I bestow upon you all, the power of Lies, Deciet, and Greed. The power to change your shape, your age, and your voice at will. You can become anyone, and anything, anytime, anywhere." Kajeenith's voice echoed round the hall.

Tajen immediatly changed his age to 20, and kept it there. Nitha did likewise.

"Now come my siblings, depart, let us not let our father down." Tajen said.

198 departed. Nitha stayed with Tajen, and the Demons.

Who knew where the Children of Kajeenith would end up?

As the Children departed ways, Rahegalhoff, the Holy Paladin of The Omnisource, dismounted and knelt, as he heard his master's voice.
It was many voices, it was one. It was Rahegalhoff's Voice. the voice of his friends, the voice of his enemies.

"My son, my faithful follower. Go to the Place of many paths beyond your home Reality, and guide the one I show you there to the Reality of your former master." The Voice of the Omnisource said, a Voice so perfect, so awesome, that nothing could withstand it, not even Rahegalhoff, for all his faith. His mind was shattered, lost in the Voice of the Omni, but the very same restored it.

"Yes my lord." Rahegalhoff said.

He mounted Starfire, and rode off.

Elsewhere...

Morganna Aarisbane would feel an expansion of a feeling, from within. She would see Gold, all around her, Gold. A perfect Gold light.

She found herself on a long dusty Road, next to Rahegalhoff, who was waiting for her.

Meanwhile, everyone back home would come up with their own logical sounding reason as to why she was gone, and why they shouldn't try to find her. Few would know the truth, and those few that did, would be able to accuratly cover for her, while she was fulfilling her wish.

"You once made a wish to make all traces of Kajeenith Gone from your reality. But in order for that wish to be fulfilled, you must first purge him from others. Does this wish still hold true, or have you turned from the path you set for yourself so many years ago?" Rahegalhoff asked.

Starfire let out a snort.
OOC: Balrogga is the only one allowed to ICly post in this thread. Otherwise, Comments ar ok.

I have been wondering, Ri-an:
Perhaps one of the kids ends up in my timeline and makes a deal with me? (That is, if they would have that power to get someone else to a different timeline)
Just a thought.

I have been wondering, Ri-an:
Perhaps one of the kids ends up in my timeline and makes a deal with me? (That is, if they would have that power to get someone else to a different timeline)
Just a thought.

OOC: That was a posiible part I was reserving for a bit later, yes, It is entirely possible.

OOC 200 last then i pictured

After the events of the Om Saga, Morganna returned to Balrogga to report to the Emperor, Nhur-Galladu. She stood before her ancient leader, the very aspect of Balrogga itself, and allowed hum to experience the total adventure from her memories. After the long transference, she waited in his great presence, waiting to hear him scold her for making the decisions she had made.

“Have peace child, I believe you made the best decisions you could. If you would have chosen otherwise, we all would have been made out to be monsters, taking our needs before others. We have more time than this galaxy possess to find out own way home. We will do so otherwise we would not be Ta’Nar. We will persevere as we always have in the past.”

Morganna was relieved that Nhur-Galladu understood. She took her leave and went back to her duties.



Several years later


The Advisors were meeting with the Emperor about an important issue regarding a problem with the Kythons. Suddenly Morganna felt a tugging as she was pulled from the meeting and appeared beside a dirt road. Nearby was an armored knight sitting upon a large horse. She could barely contact the Emperor himself over The Link, none of the others were powerful enough to feel her faint probe. That could only mean she had been moved to an alternate reality some distance away from hers.

The Knight spoke to her, his voice echoing from within the helm he wore.

"You once made a wish to make all traces of Kajeenith Gone from your reality. But in order for that wish to be fulfilled, you must first purge him from others. Does this wish still hold true, or have you turned from the path you set for yourself so many years ago?" Rahegalhoff asked.

Starfire let out a snort.

“Of course, I don’t go back upon my word nor that of the Empire I represent. I will make good upon my promise.”

Morganna made sure to inform her leader of what was transpiring.

"I am Rahegalhoff, Holy Paladin, Instrument and Voice of The Omnisource. The first place you must go, you alread are. This is the Neutrality. It exists between all Realities, like a pathway. It cannot exist at the same time as The Void, and since the Brothers of Destruction, Kajeenith and erafraW are currently deposed and nearly mostly destroyed, The Void cannot stand.

Do not step foot off the path for any reason. A pure mind without body you may be, but if even you set so much as one psychic foot off the path you will be lost in the great plains of Neutrality forever, unless a very powerful force pulls you back to the path.

The rules of this place reflect Neutrality. Though normally there might be a diffrence in our strengths, in Neutrality, there is no diffrence. You are just as strong as I am, and we are just as strong The Gods. Fighting and war is possible, but only if the other party strikes first. Gravity is too fold. On the first part, it keeps us on the path, and acts like Gravity from nearly any one of the Earths. However, we are not horizontal, as the first part may suggust. We are verticle. The grass points out the truth. If you look ahead, nearly one hundred Billion miles away, you can see Land going what we would currently think of as upwards. That land is called the Bottom. The Top, on the other side, just as far away, if not further, its never really been accuratly measured, is distinguishable from the bottom, because it is as an elemental Plane of Air. There one must walk on the Clouds, they daisy chain, and form a path.

If you look straight up from the ground we currently stand on, you will see the physical Manifestation of The Wall. It divides the two sides of everything. Its very difficult to pass through.

You will not go so far as the bottom. We will go a short time towards the Bottom, then turn aside into an opening in the ground. It will lead us into Warfare's Grand Reality of Warhaven. You may or may not have heard of Warfare.

Now, you can either ride behind me, or if you can keep up on your own, then do so. Now is the time for questions, while we travel." Rahegalhoff said.

Starfire began to walk along a few seconds after Rahegalhoff spoke. Just long enough for Morganna to either get on behind Rahegalhoff, or show she could at least keep up with starfire.

Morganna easily kept pace with the Paladin. She generated herself the Psychokinetic form to provide some solidity and placed her standard image over it so she could be talked with easier.

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“So, how long have you been doing this?”

Morganna easily kept pace with the Paladin. She generated herself the Psychokinetic form to provide some solidity and placed her standard image over it so she could be talked with easier.

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“So, how long have you been doing this?”

Serving the Omni, oh, that's hard to tell. Time flows diffrently in diffrent places, but I'd say it'd have to even out to be, maybe, 2000 years. Living altogether, following the path of a Paladin, I stopped counting past 60,000 years. I do not know how long ago that was. I have yet to die, though I admit, a nice long rest would be very pleasant, but no, Its not yet my time. Omni has told me though, within 50 years, he will bring me to his side, but only after I find out the complete truth behind what originally set me on the Path to Paladinhood to begin with."

The path branched.

"Here we are, keep to the right now." he said, they followed the split.

"We have some ways to go, so why don't I explain further. I originally came, from the Reality that is designated only by the Two letters, N, S. Way back when nobody was living in anything more advanced that Straw huts, I was just 20 years old. I had Black hair, 10 acres of farmland, a Wife, and a Child. We had two, but one of them, didn't make it past nine months. To this day, I still do not know why she died. Everything was great, and even knowing all I do now, I would've been content to live and die farming those five acres.

Then, one day, he came. A mysterious stranger. He rode a hellsteed, commonly known as a Hrulga. A Horse with Claws and Fangs, that feeds on meet. Its hide was Black and Leathery, his armor was Black and smelled of Blood. It had, wings, The hrulga I mean. In all my years of travel, I've NEVER seen another winged Hrulga again.

I had been raising a crop that year, Corn, I believe. It was nearly time to Harvest the Corn, and Geff, my son, was finally old enough to help me Harvest. Rila, my wife, was the first to notice the old man on the demon steed.

She asked him who he was, and what he wanted. she was very fearful, as was I. Geff, hid himself out of sight.

He spoke, and his voice was as my own, but very well aged, and so insidiously evil. He said his name was Doom, and he was the scourge of the Living. We had been unlucky enough to be found in his travels.

I picked up a Hoe, and was going to to try my very best to defend myself, but the Hrulga, it, it just bit my Hoe in half. Then, it knocked me out, throwing me through a wall.

I awoke, to find my hose, and my fields, burning. My wife had appeared to put up a struggle, but to no avail. Here severed carcass was thrown over my sins beheaded body. he old man laughed, as I grieved for them. Then he told me, he told me, when you are an old man, about to die childless, I want you to remember, that it was I who made it so. I was whole, but I knew what he meant, I had loved my wife so much, and was so deeply wounded, that I thought it impossible to ever love again, in any form. He ran into the burning fields and disappeared.

I got up, and having nothing to keep me there, walked away, as my family was cremated in the burning house.

I actually went back a few years later, and over that same spot, a village had sprang up and grown. They actually had dug a well, right where I thought one might exist. But, that was many, many years after I lost my family and walked away. And when I did, several days later, I found a Monastry dedicated to Warfare, his monks took me in, helped me to let go of the destructive desire for revenge, and even trained me in true and proper fighting. Not wanting to let others have to experience the same pain I did, The day they knighted me as a fully trained warrior, I swore an oath to dedicate my life to helping others, protecting the weak, and opposing Evil.
Warfare heard me, and thought the concept a good one, and called me into his service personally, to help me fulfill my Oath." Rahegalhoff said.

A loomed ahead. Quickly, they were through it.

Overhead, The sky was clear and Blue. they were on a mountain top. the air was sweet and full of promise.

Morganna felt the link back home get very strong, all of a sudden.

Nearby, a Mother Roc was watching them with suspicion.

"Welcome to Warfare's Reality." Rahegalhoff said.

Elsewhere in Warfare's Reality.

A sense of overwhelming evil was felt in a forest Clearing. Hajit, Son of Kajeenith, knelt and cast a spell. It reached through the wall, and pulled through rafE, son of earfraW. They joined their hands, and together cast an even greater spell.

The Forest erupted in flames.

From The Other Side, came ffohlagehaR, Scourge of the Living.

His Armor was blackened with Blood, his skin was pale grey, and he had a scar over his right eye. He was bald at the top, but his hair was long on the sides. He rode a Hrulga, an evil Demonic Horse with thick Leathery hide, Claws and fangs, and eats meat. It was also the only one with wings. It snorted fire and Clawed the Ground.

"What?" was all Evil Rahegalhoff asked.

"This Reality is untouched by Evil, Death, Plagues and destruction. It is ripe for the Killing. Go cause a distraction while we look for the Crystal." Hajit said.

Evil Rahegalhoff snickerd.

"Yes, do your dirty work. Ahh, your going to miss out on some fanaticly wonderful Death Screams. I might even kill Warfare and his Bitch-ass hoar of a wife. OH how wonderful that will be, to hear them beg for mercy. But wait, I feel something, yes. HE's here. I think I might go say hello." Evil Rahegalhoff said. His Hrulga, Hellstorm, took flight to the sky.

Morganna explored the strong contact she experienced with her Link as she walked alongside the knight and his horse. She kept one of her minds on their conversation while other ones were busy doing several tasks. The body generation was controlled by one, the active defenses by another, and her new task of checking out the sudden surge of strength in her Link demanded investigating.

Using another of her minds she began to draw the energy of the Link and stored it in several more she generated. That was something she learned she was able to accomplish after her encounter with an enhanced mind flayer God Brain a couple years back. It seemed she was able to generate additional minds within herself and they could be used to run different aspects and even store raw psionic energy where it could not be detected behind her defenses. The power channeling through her when she was the recipient of her racial Gestalt in the final battle with Kajeenith also expanded her power handling capabilities. She had spent the last couple years exploring her unknown limits.

It seemed the enhanced strength was entirely due to Warfare. For one reason or another, he had a Strong Link back to the NS reality, and so she could talk with her Emperor all she wanted.

But then Sky darkened, and Temperatures rose.

Fire shot up all around them, and there he was, Evil Rahegalhoff.
Morganna could feel the surge of painful memories in good Rahegalhoff, as an old wound that never closed, or healed, opened even wider, and got even deeper.

"You, it, it was you, I mean, it was me, but no, it wasn't me, it was you." Good Rahegalhoff stuttured.

"Ah yes, good old Rahegalhoff. Always incompetent and weak in the face of adversity. I don't suppose you've gotten any better in the last Billion or so years have you? I have. The Call me the scourge of the living. Watch out, or ffohlagehaR will get you, they all would cry. I've slaughtered many, many villages towns, and cities for erafraW, when he wasn't doing it himself. I even slaughtered a reality full of her kind once. The Emperor I saved for last. The final keening of his mind as he died, OH how wonderful it felt. Then the Reality vanished, because there was no more reason for it."

"You, your Evil!" good Rahegalhoff said.

"And your obviously a little slow, or does not my over all appearence practily shout evil? I guess I need to show you, maybe that's all you need to figure it out. Wouldn't you know it, I passed some farmland. Maybe I can make another Rahegalhoff. He had three children, this farmer did I just passed. Oh how can anyone just kill one, it so fun!" the depraved fiend said. He disappeared in a gout of Flame.

There was only one thought on Rahegalhoff's mind, and it was so strong it spilled over into Morganna's Link.

He wanted Revenge, and he wanted it now.
Starfire Screamed in pain from the strength of the thought, and dived straight for the farmland.

Morganna felt something else, because she was not so consumed as Rahegalhoff. A massive Gravitational Distortion, coming from the sky. It was so strong, it could make even the stars themselves shake, as though in fear. In the distance, a great black line, with pink energy running down the middle could be seen, and it ran from Horizon to horizon, and beyond.

It was coming.

It was Warhaven, Warfare's Battleship. A construct that was only possible in this reality.

Well, this is a fine pickle. Here we are visitors here and Mr. Paladin looses his reason and runs off, being goaded and used by Mr. Bad Karma. What the hell is it with these guys? Jeeze! Now the Lord of the Manor is coming and Rahegalhoff is off trying to start a one-man jihad. Well, it looks like I will just have to restrain the buffoon myself before Warfare gets here. It will look bad if we are traipsing through his garden stomping on his flowers. Besides, in his state of mind Rahegalhoff will never even stand a chance against Mr. Smoke-Effects.

Morganna reached out with her mind and stunned the spot in Rahegalhoff’s brainstem that controlled his voluntary motion, only producing a temporary paralysis and then did the same with his mount. Gently taking both up with her Telekinesis, she carried both back to the road. Applying a little pressure to the nerves in both, she waited for them to calm down, flooding their senses with relaxing emotions.

“Now calm down. He is playing you like a piano and calling the tune. In a state like you are in there will be nothing but your defeat. An incredibly wise tactician once said being forced into a fight means losing. That is because if you are forced to fight by their conditions and not yours, you cannot have the upper hand. If you want the upper hand, you have to just look to the horizon and see our ally is coming. Besides, it would be rude to bit wait for him.”

Together, she waited with Rahegalhoff for their host to arrive in his grand ship.

"Ha! And like all ta'nar who died by my blade you underestimate what I really am! I have a friend I'd like you to meet. I think you would like her. Her name is annagroM. I'll bring her along next time we meet." said Evil Rahegalhoff's voice.

Then it was gone.

Meanwhile, everything went Topsy-turvy.

They found themselves in a Jail cell next to Warfare, Arianna, and htineejaK, which is to say, the good Kajeenith. All three gods were in chains.

"This is a reverse." Rahegalhoff said.

"No, really?" said Arianna sarcasticly.

"What happenend?" Rahegalhoff asked.

"Omega." Warfare and htineejaK said simultainiously.

"Oh no." Rahegalhoff said, dread on his face.

"One of Kajeenith's Children, and one from erafraW briefly touched somewhere, and the resulting power surge Put C.R.Y.S.T.A.L. in a coma, sending everything into Chaos. We didn't even know you were here until her automatic sonomic responses picked you and her up." Arianna said.

"Unfortunatly, we can't Mentally Link with C.R.Y.S.T.A.L. to awaken her and set things in order." Warfare said.

"But, she's a computer A.I. system the most advanced system ever created. Computers don't have Comas, its impossible." Rahegalhoff said.

"Really, and I suppose its impossible for a species to evolve beyond the need for a body. Besides, what else would you call a system freeze?" Arianna said.

"Well, how do we fix it?" He asked.

"Someone wakes her up, but the only three with power to mentally access her mindkernal and wake her up are in an anti-psi cell. Morganna isn't though. Hey, at least we still have that ability." Warfare said, refrencing his Reality specific ability to automaticly know who is in his reality.

"Yes, Morganna, if you could slip in via that security terminal over there, just try to wake her up, you'll end up activating the defence system, which will cause it to reboot and reawaken Crystal. Then she'll set everything in order." Arianna said.

“It almost sounds too easy. Obviously there is a trap somewhere. I will need your access codes and security passwords to bypass some of the most dangerous measures that will be obviously used against an intrusion. You can just think of them and I will pluck them from your mind to keep them safe.”

Morganna easily collected the codes and then accessed the terminal from across the room. She kept here false body up to hold the illusion she was still within the cell and assigned part of her awareness to keep it active. Other parts of her mind merged with the hardware of the terminal, essentially becoming part of the security network itself.

As part of the physical computer system, Morganna easily bypassed the physical and software based intrusion prevention systems and accessed the mainframe itself. Deep within the root she discovered the Kernal

“It almost sounds too easy. Obviously there is a trap somewhere. I will need your access codes and security passwords to bypass some of the most dangerous measures that will be obviously used against an intrusion. You can just think of them and I will pluck them from your mind to keep them safe.”

Morganna easily collected the codes and then accessed the terminal from across the room. She kept here false body up to hold the illusion she was still within the cell and assigned part of her awareness to keep it active. Other parts of her mind merged with the hardware of the terminal, essentially becoming part of the security network itself.

As part of the physical computer system, Morganna easily bypassed the physical and software based intrusion prevention systems and accessed the mainframe itself. Deep within the root she discovered the Kernal

Morganna's mind was not a registered mind on the system, advanced Psi powers or no. The second she stepped thought into the system the defences flared up and threw her out of the computer.

Then, all power to Warhaven cut off. ALL POWER.

It began to fall out of the sky.

Then, the computer began rebooting. First the initial systems, others. Final, Mere inches from the ground, the engines kicked in, and the system rose back into the sky.

The cell doors opened.

Morganna felt the ship itself probing her, feeling her. It was like getting a firm handshake by The Emperor she left behind. It was as if there was a Ta'nar living in the computer system.

Morganna opened her surface mind to allow the computer to get to know her better. Her secrets would still remain hers but that part was private and she knew the AI would understand.

“I think the computer is trying to get to know me.”

I am C.R.Y.S.T.A.L., Pleasure to meet you, Morganna Aarisbane. You are now permitted to use The Warhaven Computer network.

This in fact, was neccessary to decently get anywhere on warhaven without killing yourself. The Computer probed no deeper than the surface layers,

Warfare and Arianna were over lounging in a chair together. They appeared to be not busy, but in fact, their minds were hard at work, linked to Crystal.

They were scanning every Micron of their reality.

"AHA! Intruders detected in Sector 19, section Alpha, at Olinon A." They said simultainiously. At that same moment, the intruder alarm went up.

"That means their in the engine room." htineejaK said helpfully.

"Well, lets go." Rahegalhoff said. He touched the moniter, and accessed the Teleport protocols. He vanished to the engine room.

Morganna willed herself to follow the other's essences to the Engine Room.

Morganna willed herself to follow the other's essences to the Engine Room.

She found Two white haired men setting up a Bomb.

"This Place doesn't have it. So much crystal, it seemed the obvious choice. By the will of Omega, this place is to be destroyed." They said.

Warfare and htineejaK took and joined hands. a white Glow occured between them, and, something new took their place. It was male, and it was Warfare, yet it was not.

"Brother Omega, the time is not yet. Stop this madness, before you hurt yourself." Alpha said.

A great spirit fled Warfare's Reality. Alpha collapsed, and seperated back into Warfare and htineejaK.

Meanwhile, the bomb was still ticking. Kajeenith and erafraw's Children fainted, died, and vanished to the wall.

Morganna examined the bomb and decided the best way to stop the bomb short term was to cause a time dilation in the timer. The mechanical timing device slowed its ticking as she caused the internal friction of the gears to cause the timing device to fail. She then examined the device itself to see what type of device was going to be used to destroy the engine of the ship. She didn’t want to just port it out of the ship in case it was trapped.

Morganna examined the bomb and decided the best way to stop the bomb short term was to cause a time dilation in the timer. The mechanical timing device slowed its ticking as she caused the internal friction of the gears to cause the timing device to fail. She then examined the device itself to see what type of device was going to be used to destroy the engine of the ship. She didn’t want to just port it out of the ship in case it was trapped.

The Bomb faded away, and disappeared, Lost in the time dilation. These particular children were not at all good with attacking. Rest assured though, the rest would not be so easy.

"So, in the meantime, why not stay and visit? we know of your quest, and tomorrow we will give you something to help you. We are well known in a host of other Realities, and or name holds sway with many. We will give you the medallion of Warhaven, and it will open many doors for you, that would otherwise remain closed. Crystal will happily guide you to your assigned quaters set aside for your use whenever you visit. We have Holodecks of such quality, as to be unrivaled anywhere, unless you accidently stumble accross Protoreality. We have shops and entertainment of such quality, as to be unrivaled. a standerd day is only 36 hours. We're half way through." Arianna said.

"Our paths diverge here for a time, Morganna." Rahegalhoff said.

He gave her a polite bow, and disappeared in a golden Glow.

Morganna blinked as the bomb faded away, unsure why it did. She quickly checked using a tracing spell to be sure it was truly gone. She stood and turned to face her hosts.

“I’m not really sure what happened but the bomb is no longer here. It is hard to think they tried to use something so unstable to blow up this ship. It makes me wonder if it would have even worked. Any trace of the brats?”

After no trace could be found of their bodies, it was assumed the first two of Kajeenith’s brats were taken care of even though nothing was really done.

"So, in the meantime, why not stay and visit? we know of your quest, and tomorrow we will give you something to help you. We are well known in a host of other Realities, and or name holds sway with many. We will give you the medallion of Warhaven, and it will open many doors for you, that would otherwise remain closed. Crystal will happily guide you to your assigned quaters set aside for your use whenever you visit. We have Holodecks of such quality, as to be unrivaled anywhere, unless you accidently stumble accross Protoreality. We have shops and entertainment of such quality, as to be unrivaled. a standerd day is only 36 hours. We're half way through." Arianna said.

"Our paths diverge here for a time, Morganna." Rahegalhoff said.

He gave her a polite bow, and disappeared in a golden Glow.

“Hopefully they went to take care of that nasty person we met on the road. They are better suited to take care of him. Oh, wait. We never got the chance to tell them about him. They might want to restrict his access to their reality.”

Morganna contacted CRYSTAL and passed the information onto her, knowing the others would contact the AI before they would meet Morganna or her Knight in shining armor…

"I see Rahegalhoff met ffohlagehaR. It is their fate to die by each other's hands when they fight each other. Evil rahegalhoff is a Pain. He's already Gone. Good Rahegalhoff, he probably went to Warworld. One child was Kajeenith's, the other was erafraW's child. Kajeenith and erafraW, share the same position, ruler of the Void. When they unite, they form Omega, The End. When htineejaK and Warfare join, They form Alpha, the beginning. htineejaK and Warfare, they originally came from this Reality. htineejaK was originally Kajeenith, but a long time ago, Kajeenith and htineejaK, that is, Evil Kajeenith, were switched. The two evil children, went to the wall, that which seperates the two sides, and prevents them from spilling into one another." Arianna said.

"Yes, they are apart of the Wall now. It has been foretold, that when all of Kajeenith's children are dead, or ascended to their father's place, The wall will crumble and fall." Warfare said, getting up.

"If you are to continue your quest, a promise you made, then you must wait for the medallion of Warhaven." htineejaK, that is, Good Kajeenith said.

"As for restirciting access. Sometimes that is hard to do." Warfare said.

"Still, rest, meditate, and gain knowledge of your next Destination." Arianna said.

OOC: And when you do, you will be taken there temporarily, long enough to deter another pair of children.

Morganna would never let useful time pass by wasted. She contacted CRYSTAL.

"Um, excuse me, can I ask you where I can acquire information? I want to see if there is an electronic library of sorts so I can learn more about the different planes or realities and I would like to know as much as you have on the Children of Kajeenith. It would be foolish to continue without knowing my enemy or where we have to track them down. Also, any other miscellaneous information that might be helpful would be appreciated."

Morganna continued to study while she waited for the medallian to arrive.

Morganna would never let useful time pass by wasted. She contacted CRYSTAL.

"Um, excuse me, can I ask you where I can acquire information? I want to see if there is an electronic library of sorts so I can learn more about the different planes or realities and I would like to know as much as you have on the Children of Kajeenith. It would be foolish to continue without knowing my enemy or where we have to track them down. Also, any other miscellaneous information that might be helpful would be appreciated."

Morganna continued to study while she waited for the medallian to arrive.

There was no info on Kajeenith's Children. None. There wasn' even any solid proof the two she encountered earlier existed.

As to the request on the Planes and realities:
"Invalid Request, Please rephrase our request to be more precise. There are far too many Realities and or Planes to pull them all up at once."

Morganna thought for a moment.

"There are too many to display through this link. That sounds like a bandwidth problem. How about if I open more links?"

Morganna created two virtual minds, something she found easier after absorbing the GodBrain when she fought against Kajeenith a decade earlier. Over the years it became easier but she was going to tax her ability more than before. The two virtual minds she then split into four, then eight, and then six more steps further until she had a construct of 512 minds with each a full connection to CRYSTAL. Using a single mind, she suggested attempting to upload the information. If it was still too low a number she could possibly divide it another step or two but she had doubts of holding 2048, even if it was in a relative peaceful setting like this.

"The error isin't in the bandwidth, its in the amount of subjects requested. There are over 6 billion Realities stemming from the Sealed Reality of RL alone, at least one for each human inhabitant of the real Earth, created by extension of imaginiation. Access to most of these places is flat out impossible, some aren't even higly developed beyond personal fantasies You have to specify a single Reality. If your new to inter Reality Travel I could draw up a list of Realities you would be most likely to visit in attempts to stop those nasty horrid children. But even still, not all of them have information or records beyond conditions."

“That is fine, send over everything you might find relevant. I’ll be able to sort it out later and apply it when I encounter them. I might even learn something that might be able to use against those little monsters.”

“Do you need the extra interfaces or should I close some?”

Right as she asked everything was sent over on one interface.

"One is more than suffecient."

The feed of raw data flooded her senses for a moment before it was diverted into her memory.

She then folded all the unnecessary extra minds and counted it as a successful practice of her newest ability. If she was attacking someone she would have had far fewer ones open but there would have been ones delegated to defensive and ones used for offensive combat.

The Ta’Nar were the only ones known to be able to do that but after she absorbed the Elder Brain of the Mind Flayers a decade ago she found it a lot easier to do that feat. It almost seemed like she absorbed some of the abilities of the Godbrain itself at times. She had practiced intensely whenever she had time, which was always because she could just run it while doing other tasks.

Morganna sorted through the data until the medallion was brought.

The Medallion was a small silver disc. It had the picture of two crossed swords on it. One was inscribed with Law, the other was inscribed with Evil. At the top, was the Seal of Life, at the bottom, the seal of Death, to the left, the Seal of Good, to the right, the seal of Evil. It was the Medallion inscirbed with the the Seal of Warhaven.

Something told her it was time to leave. No voice, no person, just, that she should leave.

A feeling, a dull sense of urgency.

Morganna placed the neclace around her neck and felt the item become immaterial just like her true form.

"Cool, I don't have to worry about dropping it."

She followed the "urges" and went in the direction she was guided.

Morganna was lead out of Warfare's reality, and back on the path. It lead her down aways and into another Reality. This one, it was like she was looking at words on a computer screen. They described what she was doing, they described her reading this sentence, and the ones that came after it. It was like reading a story, and she was a character. If she stepped back, she could see the sentences that applied to her in the future, but they were unreadible until she got closer, and of course then the things they spoke of happened. It looked like this sentence was pointing her to a large structure made of sympols some ways a way. She passed by the oddest sentence of all, it had the letters OOC: in front of it, and seemed to be from the perspective of a person.

OOC: This is the OOC sentence she sees, which means ion this Reality she can read OOC statements and gain information from them, so keep the OOC statements to a minimum.

IC: She passed by a sentence that had an IC: infront of it. It seemed to switch back to the descriptive text. More text was coming up, in her plane white world with black text. this text seemed to be coming from another source, and oddly enough, it knew everything she did and thought.

After stumbling over a huge Sig, she tumbled into another window of text. She stopped and looked around for any sign of the monster Children. Perhaps she might be able to find someone to ask.

After a while of traipsing across the ridges of constants and the valleys of vowels, she spied what she thought might be someone to ask. A splash of color was the first thing that set this individual off from the surrounding. She worked her way over to the individual and introduced herself.

“Hello, I am Morganna.” I was wondering if you could help me find my way”

:cool: answered her.

“What do you want to know?”

I am looking for some newcomers. They will be brash and undesirable, virtually unlikable and everyone will hate to see them. Could you please help me?”

:cool: said “Follow the path until you come to a rickety bridge. Once you figure out how to get over the bridge you will find an area that should have the newcomers.”

“Thank you. I will do the best to remove them from your reality.”

Morganna followed the clear white path bordered on each side by black words until she came across a bridge. She looked at the bridge carefully and could see it was so flimsy it would not even hold her up. She thought for a moment and then cast a Bold Spell on the bridge, changing it into a stronger bridge so she could cross. She crossed the bridge and then came to a large white gulf.



On the other side she could see :upyours: and :headbang: . They had to be the brats she was looking for because of their blatant repulsiveness. They both were hideous and she wanted to get rid of them immediately. She tried to follow another way around the white gulf but she came across another Sig so she looked for a different way.

A wrapping line provided a path accross the Gulf :____________________________________________________________________________________-_-_-______------_____----____---___--__-_^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^_________________________________________________^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^<--------------------------------------------------------->_____: and at times it did get rocky. and rough. :upyours: :headbang: were not it. They were just a pair of ignorant hotheads.

The Reality shifted Slightly.

* <-Morganna

The arrow with her name was pointing right at her. A little ways ahead was another arrow.

* <-Kajeenith's 100th child, Kalin.

II*

IIIII
IIIII_
I____

She appeared to be entering that building.

The only thing to do was to follow * into the building.

Morganna entered the doorway and peered around the corner



I*I__
I____


Where was Kalin???

As Morganna peered around the corner, reality shifted again

The hallway lead into a massive stone chamber. It was the only part of the reality that was even remotly similar Warfare's or her Reality

The walls were lined with :).

"We knew you'd come here. My brethren and I. We know the crystal is not here It doesn't meet the requirements, but this reality is conidered especially sensitive, because it has the closest interface with the sealed reality of RL. And if I or my brothers or sisters got in there, father would take over our bodies in a heartbeat. Why waste your energy destroying most of everything individually, when you can stop it at the source? And trust me, the real earth, it wouldn't even stand a chance against Father. While I'm here distracting you, we've already infiltrated other more likely realities. But I'm sure you'll be able to ferret them out somehow." Kalin said.

Her words were audible, but they also formed letter blocks in mid-air. Kalin waved a hand, and they came crushing down on Morganna. These weren't solid though. since communication is first thought, these letter blocks acted as a weak basic Psi attack.

The :) in the center, the biggest one looked at Kalin, and became :( then it became :mad:. It pulled out a sniper Rifle and took up aim.

Somewhere in the alternate Timeline Lady Ri-an sent Nekaru too.

Two adults seemingly appeared out of nowhere, on Remora, The darl lightless moon that orbited what was Ri-an , but was now just a nebula of debris.

One was Tajen, the other was his cousin, Faren, only Faren was from The Mirror, so his name was actually neraF, but he decided not to mention that part, too many questions, not enough people to kill because of them.

They joined hands, and their powers became one. The universe about them shuddered.

Nekaru, Nekaru where are you. You fought Father Kajeenith, but Father Kajeenith is forgiving. We his children seek the return of him, and Father erafraW, so that they might unite once again when we tear down The Wall, and ressurect Grandfather Omega. Omega gives you the chance to truely fulfill your own wish, and help him in the process. Will you return with us, peacefully, and seek the downfall of all the places you have been? We will watch you, we will help you. You must promise us, only one thing, an oath of blood against your life, your soul, your very existence. We demand that you swear to leave Ri-an and all its holdings alone, for Grandfather Omega. All other places, you may destroy as you wish. We will even enhance and increase your powers if you wish, all in return, for simply leaving Ri-an alone, for Omega to take care of, personally.

The words were whispered upon the solar winds. They would flit, they would fly, until they found Nekaru. No matter where he was, they would hear his response.

The words would travel a long way, indeed, to a planet called Xellos.
Once on Xellos, there was a city by the the name of Agrripina. It was the center of some Galatic Federation, and it was a thriving harbor of commerce, culture, and science.
That was, until he came.
Bullets simply crashed in nothing. He waved his hands, and tanks, buildings, you name it, were crushed into pieces. The fire that poured from his hands couldn't be put out, and those who fled ran into a wall of spiky, invisible objects.
But that had been two days ago. Now Nekaru sat among the ruins, crouched in front of a campfire with a corpse on the other side. He held a small dagger he had picked up, and moodily stabbed in nothing.
"I'll get her someday, that bastard....."
That's when he heard the voice


Nekaru, Nekaru where are you. You fought Father Kajeenith, but Father Kajeenith is forgiving. We his children seek the return of him, and Father erafraW, so that they might unite once again when we tear down The Wall, and ressurect Grandfather Omega. Omega gives you the chance to truely fulfill your own wish, and help him in the process. Will you return with us, peacefully, and seek the downfall of all the places you have been? We will watch you, we will help you. You must promise us, only one thing, an oath of blood against your life, your soul, your very existence. We demand that you swear to leave Ri-an and all its holdings alone, for Grandfather Omega. All other places, you may destroy as you wish. We will even enhance and increase your powers if you wish, all in return, for simply leaving Ri-an alone, for Omega to take care of, personally.



"Heh heh heh, HA HAH HA HA HA!!!"
And Nekaru straightened up and smiled,
"In the name of the most powerful gods and in the name of the Great Stone, I, Marcus Nekaru, pedge to never attack Ri-an and will work with Kajeenth for the time being!"
He turned around, smiled and roared
"Well, let me return! I have a revenge to make!"

The words would travel a long way, indeed, to a planet called Xellos.
Once on Xellos, there was a city by the the name of Agrripina. It was the center of some Galatic Federation, and it was a thriving harbor of commerce, culture, and science.
That was, until he came.
Bullets simply crashed in nothing. He waved his hands, and tanks, buildings, you name it, were crushed into pieces. The fire that poured from his hands couldn't be put out, and those who fled ran into a wall of spiky, invisible objects.
But that had been two days ago. Now Nekaru sat among the ruins, crouched in front of a campfire with a corpse on the other side. He held a small dagger he had picked up, and moodily stabbed in nothing.
"I'll get her someday, that bastard....."
That's when he heard the voice


Nekaru, Nekaru where are you. You fought Father Kajeenith, but Father Kajeenith is forgiving. We his children seek the return of him, and Father erafraW, so that they might unite once again when we tear down The Wall, and ressurect Grandfather Omega. Omega gives you the chance to truely fulfill your own wish, and help him in the process. Will you return with us, peacefully, and seek the downfall of all the places you have been? We will watch you, we will help you. You must promise us, only one thing, an oath of blood against your life, your soul, your very existence. We demand that you swear to leave Ri-an and all its holdings alone, for Grandfather Omega. All other places, you may destroy as you wish. We will even enhance and increase your powers if you wish, all in return, for simply leaving Ri-an alone, for Omega to take care of, personally.



"Heh heh heh, HA HAH HA HA HA!!!"
And Nekaru straightened up and smiled,
"In the name of the most powerful gods and in the name of the Great Stone, I, Marcus Nekaru, pedge to never attack Ri-an and will work with Kajeenth for the time being!"
He turned around, smiled and roared
"Well, let me return! I have a revenge to make!"

They were by his side. They took him in there arms, and then they were gone. They flew through a place so horrible, its description was best left to the imagination. If Tajen, Faren, and Nekaru weren't already insane, it would surely drive them so.

Then they were back.

They stood on a single space rock deep in the middle of nowhere. They were not in a galaxy, but instead were face to face with them all.

"They will all fall, in time. you can feel it in your bones, this is the proper timeline. Of all the places you've been, where do you desire most to be? We will take you there. For repayment of rescuing you, we demand the following actions. Go, raise hell, and cause as much destruction as you possibly can, and then leave. Though, from what we understand of the other timeline, you've been doing that already. A change back to the real timeline shouldn't bother you any. Just mind your promise, for if you break it before Omega releases you, you will cease to exist in every manner possible, forever.
Now, as we said, where do you want to go? We will take you there, and leave you in a discreet area where no one will notice your sudden arrival, so that you might get your bearings." Tajen said.

Faren kept silent. He spoke mirror. which was actually the same language Tajen and Nekaru spoke, only backwards.

"Well, I'd like to return to Om. But didn't you say you could make me powerful?"
Meanwhile, he awakened. Inside Nekaru's stomach, red eyes gleamed inside as they watched the conservation.
Heh heh heh.... so my host plans to return? Very well. I'll just bide my time- for I have my revenge against Ri-an as well.

"Well, I'd like to return to Om. But didn't you say you could make me powerful?"
Meanwhile, he awakened. Inside Nekaru's stomach, red eyes gleamed inside as they watched the conservation.
Heh heh heh.... so my host plans to return? Very well. I'll just bide my time- for I have my revenge against Ri-an as well.

"Om is no more. You cannot return to Om, for it has been destroyed. Meanwhile, yes, we can completly release your powers, but in the process, you will completly lose your humanity. You may look human, but you will not be. You will lose the ability to feel any form of emotion, except hatred, and pain. You will be physicly incapable of feeling anything else, even if someone were to force those feelings on you, you could not feel them. This process is irreversable, and cannot be stopped once it is started. Are you truely prepared for such a step?"

OOC: Basicly, a merging of the demon in Nekaru, and Nekaru himself, and all that would entail.

Morganna ignored the psionic numbing attack the flung letters posed. To a psionicly gifted human they would have posed a problem but to a Ta'Nar, or even to a Childer, they were nothing more than gnats at best. Morganna was more interested in the drama of the rifle equipted smilie and her target. If someone else was going to take the brat out for her then that was just fine in her book.

Nekaru's eyes widened instantly and an expression- was it horror, fear or surprise?- crossed his face.
"You- you can see Ariel?!?"
Nekaru. I would advise agianst this. I will lose my powers in the case of a merger, so I will not accept this.
Nekaru straightened, and grinned.
"I refuse. As for where I wish to go, then I simply do not care- though someplace with a lot of humans is preferable

Nekaru's eyes widened instantly and an expression- was it horror, fear or surprise?- crossed his face.
"You- you can see Ariel?!?"
Nekaru. I would advise agianst this. I will lose my powers in the case of a merger, so I will not accept this.
Nekaru straightened, and grinned.
"I refuse. As for where I wish to go, then I simply do not care- though someplace with a lot of humans is preferable

"Nothing is hidden from the Void, or its children."

Tajen caused a swirling blue vortex to envelop Nekaru. He would find himself someplace familier, and safe, on Earth.

OOC: I did Earth, because I think I've seen you in MT rp's there recently using Nekaru. If I'm wrong, feel free to reroute it.

If you need the assistance of The Void, you have but to Call. The words echoed in Nekaru's ears.

OOC: If its in another thread, I would appreciate a TG about it. Otherwise, I'm going to assume your just going to go on a rampage in the backround while I take Bal through each area of my imagination, unless you had something else in mind.

Morganna ignored the psionic numbing attack the flung letters posed. To a psionicly gifted human they would have posed a problem but to a Ta'Nar, or even to a Childer, they were nothing more than gnats at best. Morganna was more interested in the drama of the rifle equipted smilie and her target. If someone else was going to take the brat out for her then that was just fine in her book.

The mad smilie whiped out a gun. :mp5:. Kalin fell quickly. She didn't even try to resist.

"You are but a pawn in our game. I have completed my mission, to distract you from our activities elsewhere." She said with our last breath.

When she died, she faded away, and became part of The Wall.

:) looked at Morganna.

"I have a feeling your going to face some real challenges here shortly. Higher powers direct me to teleport you elsewhere, powers, I cannot resist." :) said.

One ;) and she found herself on a flat plain. She had shifted Realities.

In this Reality, she found she was completly incapable of being angry, holding a grudge, or doing anything violent in any way, shape or form. She was forced to be peaceful and friendly with everyone, and everything, and everyone else, and everything else was effected just the same. She found she had a genuine physicle body, for this reality could not support a pure mind, everything had to be based in the organic. It took the same form and image as the one she usually presented.

There was something else. The air, it was completly pure, and devoid of any form of pollution. It smelled slightly sweet, mainly from the fruit orcard she was in. She was surrounded by Apple trees. their branches hung down close to the ground. The apples were big, and ripe with juicy goodness. The Grass, it was so green, so healthy. The sky, it was so Blue, it had never known the curse of pollution. The birds in the trees, they sang their songs so sweetly, and their colors were so bright. This Reality, was the Reality of the Blessed Fields. She would know this from her research on Warhaven. She would also know very few visitors left, for with the passage of every second, they lost the will to leave. Few wanted to leave the beauty, the peace of this land.
Even Morganna's will was slipping, fading with every passing second.

She knew The Temples of the Monks were usually where valuble things were hidden, and each child usually spoke of a Crystal of some kind. and the way they spoke of it, it must surely be a very valuble crystal indeed. There was no map of this reality, for with each passing day, its geography changed, always at the stroke of midnight. those who lived in the reality, they always just knew how the land was layed out.

Fortunatly for her, this Apple orchard was next to a Monastery.
A wild Tiger nuzzled Morganna affectionatly. It was a white tiger. Even the wild things were peaceful and friendly.

Some monks were outside the Cloister, tending the Garden. They weren't ignoring her, they knew she was there, but they also knew she wasn't a threat. Nothing was a threat in this reality, not even Kajeenith was a threat when he was here, just as bound by the reality as any mortal. He was uneffected in the void, but then the void was affected, so he could do absolutly nothing. Morganna would be lost, it it were not for the Warhaven pendant. Every so often, it gave her a mental nudge that kinda brought her back, and restored her will to leave, but not even it could enable her to do anything violent.

Her next action, was completly up to her. Surely the monks would know of any other newcomers besides her. but then, what harm could Kajeenith's children do here? Who knew?

Morganna concentrated on herself and steeled her resolve to get through this world quickly. She started to walk toward the monks and stumbled. She was not used to having flesh and the feedback was starting. The buzzing she felt in her head was slight and seemed to be held back by something but it was still there and steadily growing. She rolled onto her side and examined her knee. There was a little damage caused by a rock but the bleeding was stopping already. She got shakily to her feet and stumbled to a small brook where she leaned against a tree. She washed out her wound, making sure it was clean. She looked at her reflection and shuddered.

Why is she trapped inside of a meatbag? At least it could have been her ancient form but this was way too squishy. She felt inside out with her skeleton on the inside. It again made her shudder. The buzzing was still there, growing perceptively as time passed. She took a deep breath and let out a sigh.

Looking over to where the monks were working, she hobbled over to one, using a branch to steady herself while she was getting used to having a body again.

“Excuse me, can you please help me? I am looking for some assistance.”

Morganna appeared to be very disheveled. Her hair was messed up, she was scratched in several places, her right knee was trickling blood and she leaned heavily upon a branch. She dripped sweat while breathing heavily from the exertion.

Morganna concentrated on herself and steeled her resolve to get through this world quickly. She started to walk toward the monks and stumbled. She was not used to having flesh and the feedback was starting. The buzzing she felt in her head was slight and seemed to be held back by something but it was still there and steadily growing. She rolled onto her side and examined her knee. There was a little damage caused by a rock but the bleeding was stopping already. She got shakily to her feet and stumbled to a small brook where she leaned against a tree. She washed out her wound, making sure it was clean. She looked at her reflection and shuddered.

Why is she trapped inside of a meatbag? At least it could have been her ancient form but this was way too squishy. She felt inside out with her skeleton on the inside. It again made her shudder. The buzzing was still there, growing perceptively as time passed. She took a deep breath and let out a sigh.

Looking over to where the monks were working, she hobbled over to one, using a branch to steady herself while she was getting used to having a body again.

“Excuse me, can you please help me? I am looking for some assistance.”

Morganna appeared to be very disheveled. Her hair was messed up, she was scratched in several places, her right knee was trickling blood and she leaned heavily upon a branch. She dripped sweat while breathing heavily from the exertion.

"Oh my yes. Please, come on inside. What a nasty fall you must of had. We'll get that healed right up for you."

A Grey robed elderly woman patched her up and helped her get all fixed up.
"Now, how can we help you?"

Morganna sat down with a grunt and sucked breath in as the pain from her knee took her unawares.

“Uhh..that smarts. Lets see, oh, I wanted to ask you about any other strangers that might have showed up lately. They would look normally like children but they can change their shape to whatever they wish. They are Kajeenith’s Children and they are trying to end Reality by locating the Crystal. I would appreciate it if you can help me.”

Morganna leaned forward and rested her forehead on her hand which was in turn propped upon her uninjured knee. He rubbed her temples with her fingers in a vain attempt at getting the buzzing to subside for just a bit.

Morganna sat down with a grunt and sucked breath in as the pain from her knee took her unawares.

“Uhh..that smarts. Lets see, oh, I wanted to ask you about any other strangers that might have showed up lately. They would look normally like children but they can change their shape to whatever they wish. They are Kajeenith’s Children and they are trying to end Reality by locating the Crystal. I would appreciate it if you can help me.”

Morganna leaned forward and rested her forehead on her hand which was in turn propped upon her uninjured knee. He rubbed her temples with her fingers in a vain attempt at getting the buzzing to subside for just a bit.

"Pardon us, would you? we must look up the answer to your question." The man said. He was a common regular monk.

"Children, Kajeenith had children?" was whispered around the halls.

finally, the Abbot came down.

"I am sorry young lady, but the closest we know of, is of an angry white haired man at the grand central monastery. He seems twenty, but his hair is white. Its a mystery. He's most uncooperative. We also have no idea what crystal your talking about, but perhaps the Grand Abbot himself would, the great man of peace, the first sage, The Wise man, Ultraguru. Father Rekshan knows much indeed. Maybe he can help you.

Follow the hills to the valley of the lost, beyond it you will find the Trinitrotoluene forest. If you value your life, you will not do anything involving heat, fire, or any combination of the two. Its a very volatile forest.

Beyond the Forest you will find The Daisy Chain The Daisy Chain leads to your destination. you must walk, if you truely wish to get there." The abbott said.

Morganna sighed wearily and climbed to her feet. The bandage they placed on her knee seemed to work but the damn thing itched like hell. Morganna followed the monk’s directions and soon found the road they spoke of. It seemed to follow the easiest path through the hilly terrain and soon led into a dark and noxious forest. The fumes from the undergrowth seemed to cause her eyes to burn. She decided it would be a good time to take a rest before entering the forest and found another cool resting spot to sit down.

She felt exhausted and wished she had time for a bath. The buzzing kept droning in her ears and was creeping into the back of her mind. It kept going on and on and on and it was very irritating and becoming a little distracting. She sat there for a few minutes getting her breath and trying to alleviate the throbbing in her head. The back of her neck was where it first began to pulse and throb. She sat with her head between her hands, fingers working at her muscles on the back of her head trying to get the ache to go away. After a few minutes there was no luck and she gave up. Time was running short.

Morganna concentrated and cast a spell, summoning a magic carpet. The rug seemed to flutter out of the sky and land beside her where she sat. She repositioned herself and trusted the magic of the artifact (notice it was not an Artifact) to keep her safely on the device. She commanded the rug to rise into the air until it was above the tree tops and began to follow the road below, at a much faster speed than if she was even aback a horse. The cool rush of the air seemed to help her disposition a bit but the nagging buzz was still there. The bright clouds in the sky were starting to cause her eyes discomfort because of the bright sunlight illuminating them in brilliant white. She shaded her eyes and kept her gaze below at the forest road.

Morganna sighed wearily and climbed to her feet. The bandage they placed on her knee seemed to work but the damn thing itched like hell. Morganna followed the monk’s directions and soon found the road they spoke of. It seemed to follow the easiest path through the hilly terrain and soon led into a dark and noxious forest. The fumes from the undergrowth seemed to cause her eyes to burn. She decided it would be a good time to take a rest before entering the forest and found another cool resting spot to sit down.

She felt exhausted and wished she had time for a bath. The buzzing kept droning in her ears and was creeping into the back of her mind. It kept going on and on and on and it was very irritating and becoming a little distracting. She sat there for a few minutes getting her breath and trying to alleviate the throbbing in her head. The back of her neck was where it first began to pulse and throb. She sat with her head between her hands, fingers working at her muscles on the back of her head trying to get the ache to go away. After a few minutes there was no luck and she gave up. Time was running short.

Morganna concentrated and cast a spell, summoning a magic carpet. The rug seemed to flutter out of the sky and land beside her where she sat. She repositioned herself and trusted the magic of the artifact (notice it was not an Artifact) to keep her safely on the device. She commanded the rug to rise into the air until it was above the tree tops and began to follow the road below, at a much faster speed than if she was even aback a horse. The cool rush of the air seemed to help her disposition a bit but the nagging buzz was still there. The bright clouds in the sky were starting to cause her eyes discomfort because of the bright sunlight illuminating them in brilliant white. She shaded her eyes and kept her gaze below at the forest road.

OOC: Well, since you just skipped the valley, I guess that shortens things a bit. Oh well, nothing an encounter with annagroM can't fix.

IC: At the edge of the forest...

The colors of everyone and everything reversed, and a black explosien ripped accross the ground.

In Evil Rahegalhoff was flying next to Morganna, only he was flying upside down.

"Die." he said. He disappeared, and in his place, was Morganna's opposite from the Mirror. annagroM, on her own carpet.

OOC2: It doesn't have to be to the death, but the whole intent of this post was to delay morganna. Niether has to die, if you don't want them too.

Damn, damn, damn! Why does shit like this have to happen to her? Tears were welling up in her eyes from the pain in her head. Normally by now a Ta’Nar would have been forced out of their body into their pure mind form but this plane of compassion was torturing her, holding her prisoner within this bag of meat and bone. The feedback was causing her considerable pain to the point she was barely refraining from sobbing in pain. Tears ran down her cheeks like rain, dripping onto the rug that held her in the air while the other Morganna began to circle her. It was apparent she had not been here as long because she could still function while Morganna barely could. If it wasn’t for the magic of the rug she might have fallen off already. She briefly wondered what would happen here if the bag of flesh she was imprisoned within were to cease functioning, would she also die? Would she still be trapped inside it with the pain growing and growing until her very sanity cracked or would she finally have painless solitude…

Morganna shook her head to clear that thought and was greeted by a flash of white-hot fire as her headache protested. She could barely see the blurry form of her antagonist circling and giggling through the tears. The piercing laughter seemed to torture her ears and they drove into her brain. She was becoming sensitive to sound too.

It was almost impossible to think, not to mention thinking clearly with the pain. The Evil Morganna continued to circle knowing the effect she was having on her double. She taunted and teased her nearly helpless prey.

A stray thought managed to slip through the cobwebs that seemed to occupy her mind. It was an idea of what to do and she did not feel any compulsion against doing it. That meant either her need was greater than the Reality she was in or it was not bothered by the attack. She created a mind within and shut it off from all the others, isolating it for a bare moment before the pain would flood that one too. She quickly reached out and briefly tagged Evil Morganna.

Suddenly all the pain was lifted as it was transferred and fed to her instead of Morganna. The nausea and weakness of the headache was removed as if a great weight was lifted from her shoulders, no, her very soul itself. Her mind cleared as if the sun had come out and burned the fog and cobwebs away. She felt alive again and she felt free of the torture and the pain.

The depression she was feeling vanished utterly and she felt like she would survive. She felt like she no longer had to hope for another minute for the pain to stop. She felt awake.

From the circling carpet came a wail of utter despair. The Evil Morganna collapsed and hid her eyes from the daylight and her ears from any sort of sound. She pulled her cloak over her to hide from the world, trying to seek any refuge in the comforting darkness the garment afforded. Her body seemingly quivered in spasms, as she was instantly turned into something instinctual instead of sentient. Seeking the protection of darkness and silence.

Feeling genuine sympathy for her double, Morganna cast Silence and Darkness upon the area of the rug. She had just been through that same inhumane torture and she wanted to ease it for her double. It was the kindest thing she could do at the moment other than sending her back to the Other Side where she belonged.

Morganna anchored her twin’s rug to her own and directed the tow to continue along to their destination. Occasionally she checked on the condition of her fallen enemy.

As Morganna flew along, she was one of the first 1,000 people to experience the Reality crossing. The Reality crossing was a time when Warworld and the Blessed Fields Crossed paths, briefly becoming one reality. It would take an entire day to happen, but flashes like the one Morganna and annagroM were about to experience usually lasted for a day or two before the crossing.

As she found the daisy chain, which from the air was two massive fields of daisies that chained together as they flew on, Explosiens ripped upwards from the ground.

A white flash, and they were both flying over a battle field. Two diffrent forces were entangled in a fire fight. They were both equipped with the same range of guns, and a few people had Flamethrowers.

Both sides thought Morganna and annagroM enemy spies, and so both sides turned the Flamethrowers on the carpet. But then right as the Flamethrowers hit, everything flashed again, and they were back in the blessed fields.

During this entire time, both headaches from being trapped in a body would have vanished completly, due almost entirely to the fact that niether was now trapped in a body. As a matter of fact, due to Warworld's influence, there was absolutly nothing preventing either morganna from attacking the other. A fact both would recognise. They were not driven to attack like they would be on Warworld, they were not driven to not attack, as the normal conditions on The Blessed fields were.

Morganna felt her corpse prison disappear when she entered the Daisy Chain region. She immediately realized the danger of her dark twin behind her. She knew she would be elated at the sudden disappearance of the suffering and be unable to do anything but rejoice.

Taking advantage of the momentary lapse, Morganna quickly opened a rift to Other and deposited her into it. After sealing it, Morganna was sure annagorM would hesitate returning to this side again. She would if she was in her position, after that pain.

Suddenly bursts of flame from the flamethrowers caught Morganna’s attention. The sudden reality switch saved them but she could swear she could smell singed rug. She adjusted her height to take them above the range of the majority of the battles and looked for her destination.

Morganna felt her corpse prison disappear when she entered the Daisy Chain region. She immediately realized the danger of her dark twin behind her. She knew she would be elated at the sudden disappearance of the suffering and be unable to do anything but rejoice.

Taking advantage of the momentary lapse, Morganna quickly opened a rift to Other and deposited her into it. After sealing it, Morganna was sure annagorM would hesitate returning to this side again. She would if she was in her position, after that pain.

Suddenly bursts of flame from the flamethrowers caught Morganna’s attention. The sudden reality switch saved them but she could swear she could smell singed rug. She adjusted her height to take them above the range of the majority of the battles and looked for her destination.

OOC: You've got that backwards You were in a corpse in Warworld too, but you flashed back To Blassed Fields, and both realities are close enough to let her be as she really is. Now your back on the Daisy Chain again where there is no fighting.

IC:

She noticed the Fields getting thinner and thinner, until right before a door grew a single solitary daisy. This door stood in front of a Massive Building. Monks looked up at her then went back to whatever they were doing before.

She noticed the Fields getting thinner and thinner, until right before a door grew a single solitary daisy. This door stood in front of a Massive Building. Monks looked up at her then went back to whatever they were doing before.

Morganna landed and banished the flying carpet back where it came from. She turned to one of the monks and spoke to them.

“Greetings humble sir. I have been instructed to seek out the Grand Abbot, The Great Man of Peace, The First Sage, The Wise Man, Ultraguru, Father Rekshan. I was sent by the Abbot of the village on the other side of The Daisy Chain and the Trinitrotoluene Forest. He thinks I can find aid in my quest here.”

Morganna landed and banished the flying carpet back where it came from. She turned to one of the monks and spoke to them.

“Greetings humble sir. I have been instructed to seek out the Grand Abbot, The Great Man of Peace, The First Sage, The Wise Man, Ultraguru, Father Rekshan. I was sent by the Abbot of the village on the other side of The Daisy Chain and the Trinitrotoluene Forest. He thinks I can find aid in my quest here.”

"Peace. You need not share all his titles and names. Father Rekshan, or Sage Rekshan shall sufice nicely. Also, many come seeking wisdom from father Rekshan, all on a quest. If you can answer three riddles correctly, then you may see Father Rekshan." The Monk said.

"Riddle Number 1:

You are given the word EVIL and the numbers 2, 3, 4, and 5. You are to take each number and change a letter in EVIL for the one that number of places forward or backward in the alphabet: for example, you can replace E with the letter 2 places later (G) or earlier (C) in the alphabet, or 3 places later or earlier, or 4 places later or earlier, etc. Use each number once and each letter once. You can "wrap around" the alphabet: consider the letter after Z to be A, and the letter before A to be Z.

When done correctly, you will find the name of a Shakespearean character who was, appropriately enough, very evil. Who is this character?

I will not give you any hints, nor will anyone else."

Morganna chuckled.

“If I remember correctly there were very few characters in the work of Shakespeare that could be considered evil and to possess four letters in their name. They would be Puck, Lear, and Iago.”

“Now, there is no way the letter P in Puck is within five letters of E. The same goes with Lear's L. So by process of elimination it is apparent which one the riddle might point to."

"If we look at the characters themselves, Puck is more of a comedic evil and Lear is more of a foolish evil. Again that leaves only a single choice remaining.”

“To be sure, the values of the letters should be checked without just plain guessing.”

“E is 4 letters from I.”
“V is 5 letters from A.”
“I is 2 letters from G.”
“L is 3 letters from O. "

“4, 5, 2, 3 fits within the specifications of 5, 4, 3, 2 so the riddle clearly points at Iago as being the most Evil of all the four letter villains in Shakespeare’s works which fulfills the specifications.”

“The Answer is Iago.”

"Very Good. Now a Math Riddle.


On the road to Canterbury, four pilgrims met. Their names, in no particular order, were John, Geoffrey, Martin, and Stephen. This is the conversation they had on the road:


John: "I usually only tithe two pence, but if I beat Stephen to Canterbury, I'll gladly tithe double!"
Martin: "If I get to Canterbury first, I shall show my gratitude by tithing six pence! If I don't, I shall tithe 4 pence anyway."
Stephen: "You wayward fools are tossed by the wind! No matter what happens before here and Canterbury, I shall tithe three pence only. Heaven forgive your false piety!"
Geoffrey: "Shut up, Stephen. I pledge three pence if I beat you to Canterbury, but nothing if I don't. We'll see who's right!"

Everybody was true to his word, and a total of thirteen pence was tithed at Canterbury. In what order did the pilgrims arrive?"

Morganna thought for a couple seconds and held her hands out. Above them images of four men appeared.

“If the first one, named John, were to beat the third one, named Stephen, he would give four coins. The second one, named Martin would give up six coins if he were first. The Third named Stephen would give three regardless of the position he arrived. The fourth, named Geoffrey would only give money if he beat Stephen.”

The figures moved to make a different order.

“If Marten were first, he would give six coins. John would give four coins if he were second. That gives us ten coins. If Stephen walked in third, there would be three more coins for a total of thirteen. Finally, Geoffrey would come trailing in dead last and be so pissed he got beat by Stephen; he would keep his money and get drunk instead. That would still have thirteen coins donated and satisfy the riddle.”

Morganna dispelled the illusionary images and waited for the next riddle.

Morganna thought for a couple seconds and held her hands out. Above them images of four men appeared.

“If the first one, named John, were to beat the third one, named Stephen, he would give four coins. The second one, named Martin would give up six coins if he were first. The Third named Stephen would give three regardless of the position he arrived. The fourth, named Geoffrey would only give money if he beat Stephen.”

The figures moved to make a different order.

“If Marten were first, he would give six coins. John would give four coins if he were second. That gives us ten coins. If Stephen walked in third, there would be three more coins for a total of thirteen. Finally, Geoffrey would come trailing in dead last and be so pissed he got beat by Stephen; he would keep his money and get drunk instead. That would still have thirteen coins donated and satisfy the riddle.”

Morganna dispelled the illusionary images and waited for the next riddle.

"Here is one in the classic style:

With potent, flowery words speak I,
Of something common, vulgar, dry;
I weave webs of pedantic prose,
In effort to befuddle those,
Who think I wile time away,
In lofty things, above all day
The common kind that linger where
Monadic beings live and fare;
Practical I may not be,
But life, it seems, is full of me!"

The man waited for an answer as to what it was he was speaking of.

Morganna thought carefully and repeated the words the Master spoke to herself.

With potent, flowery words speak I,
Of something common, vulgar, dry;
I weave webs of pedantic prose,
In effort to befuddle those,
Who think I wile time away,
In lofty things, above all day
The common kind that linger where
Monadic beings live and fare;
Practical I may not be,
But life, it seems, is full of me!

“Hmmm… my first impulse is to suggest voice or speech. Instinct tells me it is something less generalized. Perhaps it might be words itself. No, still too generalized. It has to be some special type of words. Perhaps a form…”

“…like Riddles! They contain flowery words and meanings as well as the vulgar limericks about Nantucket. They use words to trick the listened to think the riddle is about something else so it is hard to come up with the right answer. Riddles are not practical in every day use but they bring variety to those who take the challenge of solving them. That variety often allows them to have a more pleasant life.”

“I believe the answer is Riddles.”

Morganna thought carefully and repeated the words the Master spoke to herself.

With potent, flowery words speak I,
Of something common, vulgar, dry;
I weave webs of pedantic prose,
In effort to befuddle those,
Who think I wile time away,
In lofty things, above all day
The common kind that linger where
Monadic beings live and fare;
Practical I may not be,
But life, it seems, is full of me!

“Hmmm… my first impulse is to suggest voice or speech. Instinct tells me it is something less generalized. Perhaps it might be words itself. No, still too generalized. It has to be some special type of words. Perhaps a form…”

“…like Riddles! They contain flowery words and meanings as well as the vulgar limericks about Nantucket. They use words to trick the listened to think the riddle is about something else so it is hard to come up with the right answer. Riddles are not practical in every day use but they bring variety to those who take the challenge of solving them. That variety often allows them to have a more pleasant life.”

“I believe the answer is Riddles.”

"Ahh, at last. a mind that can think. Welcome. I am Father Rekshan. I would shake your hand, but it seems, as a Pure mind, you don't really have a hand to shake, do you? No, so we must be satisfied with the thought of a Handshake, or a Bow, but I do not need you to Bow because of some need to be Formal." Father rekshan said. He was wearing a White Jacket with Orange strips. Orange pants, with a white seam, Wooden Sandels, and an Orange shirt. His long hair was gathered into a poneytail, held in place by a gold Ring. He was balding though. He turned around with a tap of his wooden cane. He was old, wrinkled, and completly Blind.

"What can I do for you? No, I already no. You seek the location of the newcomer don't you, being another Newcomer yourself." Father Rekshan said. He sidestepped a rolling Ball, and then the laughing Children that were coming after it. for being Blind he certainly new where to step.

"Come, I will show you where he is." father Rekshan said. He walked along, dodging this, sidestepping that, leaping over this. Certainly he could have memorised some things, but other things, how did he know they were there?

"I would offer you some refreshments, but again, that is a physical need, and it is unlikely you still persue them." Father rekshan said.

“We commonly pursue refreshments in social situations as a courtesy to hosts and guests. It is proper to observe politeness in dealing with others.”

Morganna watched the old Master navigate through the random obstacles on his way.

“It seems you have developed quite a precise awareness to replace your sight. I complement you on your achievement. I can see you are not using any type of energy emissions like sound waves.”

Morganna did note his unusually strong Aura, even for a monk. As they walked, she asked him questions.

“What do you know of Kajeenith, his Children, and the Crystal of Creation?”

“We commonly pursue refreshments in social situations as a courtesy to hosts and guests. It is proper to observe politeness in dealing with others.”

Morganna watched the old Master navigate through the random obstacles on his way.

“It seems you have developed quite a precise awareness to replace your sight. I complement you on your achievement. I can see you are not using any type of energy emissions like sound waves.”

Morganna did note his unusually strong Aura, even for a monk. As they walked, she asked him questions.

“What do you know of Kajeenith, his Children, and the Crystal of Creation?”

"I know everything that is common public knowledge, which is nearly everything." Father Rekshan said.

He turned aside, and took a seat on a Bench.

"What would you like to know?"

Morganna took a seat next to him.

“If I asked for specifics then I would already know some of it but any part I know nothing about I would not know enough to ask about it. It would probably be best to ask you to tell me the whole story. That should answer any questions I have and those I would not have been able to think of without the knowledge to think of them.”

"Alright." Father Rekshan said.

He put his hands together. Light flowed between them, and became a cup of Green Tea. He takes a sip.

"Eww. Maybe I need to practice that some more.

Anyways, let us Roll back to the beginning of all things. the true beginning, before Time, before space, before Avatars and Gods, before The Omnisource itself.

Originally, there was nothing, a great Void, formed by no thought, no wish, no desire. It was complete, true Nothing. Then, with a great burst of Energy, The Omnisource created itself and came into existence, an act that caused many other things to Create themselves. Namely, The Multiverse, The Avatars, and their Cousin, Yore. The Avatars you know well, for they Balance all things that exisit, and they do a fine job of it. I do not envy them their position. Yore had a Balance to keep to, thus he was called, Keeper of The Balance. this was between all things that existed, and all things that did not.

For a time, things ran smoothly, and The Omnisource, created a single solitary Reality seperate from all things, and from that Reality, all other things would flow. To keep it pure, he sealed it permanently, and it is the only Reality in which something can completly and truely exist as its own thing, without relying upon anyone, or anything to sustain the concept or idea of their existence.

After this, many other realities came into being, allowed by Yore, and Balanced by The Avatars.

But then one day, The Avatars came before Omnisource with a serious and completly accurate accusation against Yore. They did this, rather than risk destroying all things in a direct confrontation.
Don't get me wrong, the Avatars are not Subserviant to Omnisource, but it IS from him all things flow.

The Accusation was, that Yore had become unbalanced, and thus had allowed his balance to slip. A great Many new things were coming into being, but a Great many important things were vanishing, ceasing to exist.

Yore admitted that this was true, and realised that as a single entity he could no longer accuratly sustain the Balance. So he split, and became two seperate Beings, Alpha, and Omega. Alpha had Control of Creation, and Omega had Control over Destruction, and with Yore's Division, The Wall Sprang up, Creating The Mirror. the Mirror ran through Everything, and reflected it as a Parody, but which side was Original, which side was not? Not even the Avatars can tell you. And things ran smoothly for awhile. Some few entities that were before the wall, remained. All new Creations, were Divided by The Wall, and Mirrored. this included Entities.

alpha and Omega soon gave in to their powers and emotions. they came to dislike and hate Each other, accusing the other of being unbalanced, and unfair. Alpha and Omega then further Divided into Two new entities apiece, and they were the same Entities, Warfare and Kajeenith. Warfare so called because he was the more directly active of the two, preferring to handle things first hand. Occasionally this lead him to war. Kajeenith was the More Religous of the two, The Alpha Kajeenith turning to Worship of The Omni, and indeed became his high Priest. But then, there was Omega Warfare and Kajeenith, The Brothers of Destruction.

Realising that evil suited them more, than anything, they turned to ways of War and violence.

Then came The War of The Gods. It was then that the Brothers of destruction came up with their most devious plot yet, but what it is, I do not know. Kajeenith, crossed sides, and convinced the Dark gods of This side to torture and abuse Kajeenith, making it seem like it was the Planting of a single seed of Evil in alpha Kajeenith that caused all the violence and destruction of Omega Kajeenith for all the Eons afterwards, but that, was not the case. Niether Brother can turn against their True Nature.

And so it was, Omega Kajeenith, and Alpha Warfare battled for Eons under diffrent disguises living many diffrent Lives.

All the while, The Brothers of destruction Searched for the Crystal.

The Crystal, it is at the heart of The Brothers War. It is The Crystal of The heart of Creation, and only The Avatars know its True Location, Omnisource having more trust in them, then in Yore.

It is, simply put, Omnisources Heart. If you destroy it, you destroy the source, and all things go into a Talespin effect, because there is no more Creation. Before you know it, The powers of Life Run out, and even a mediocre Scratch will kill. Then Everything dies. Death loses meaning, as does Law and Good as the Final Sorting of Souls takes place, and the Evil are the first to be destroyed. Then, because there is no more meaning, everything winks out, like a Candle at the end of its Wick.

Kajeenith and erafraW are the Brothers of Destruction, and between them, they have over 400 Children, because of the last surviving two Female Members of the Arachno Species. All 400 of them are slowly but surely ferreting out where The crystal is, and when they succeed, they Plan on giving it to Kajeenith, Warfare, and Omega as a gift, to destroy in their Cluches.

warfare and htineejaK are the Brothers of Creation, they have only a few Children.

The Balance is dangerously unbalanced, and if it continues, The Wall will come crashing down in response, and The Mirror universe will merge with the Original. How Disasterous! Then The Void will Unite and Omega will appear again. He's all but unstoppable, it would take a true final Showdown of Creation and Destruction just to save Creation, and that's without any sort of Promise that he won't return again." Father Rekshan said.

He paused, and took another sip of his tea.

"Ahh, much better. I guess it just needed a few moments."

Morganna nodded.

“What do you know of his Children? I suspect the other stranger here is one of them. I will have to remove it from this reality to make sure it is safely unable to acquire the Crystal.”

Morganna nodded.

“What do you know of his Children? I suspect the other stranger here is one of them. I will have to remove it from this reality to make sure it is safely unable to acquire the Crystal.”

"Not very much is known about them. All 400 seem to be lead by the eldest one of them all, Tajen, Kajeenith's oldest son. But that could just be a rumor."

Morganna looked arround at the peacefullness of this place. She knew if she didn't get out, then she would surcome to the enchantment of the place. She wondered what the brat had protecting him, she had the Amulet.

"How about the location of the Crystal? If I can locate it then that will make my job a lot easier."

Morganna looked arround at the peacefullness of this place. She knew if she didn't get out, then she would surcome to the enchantment of the place. She wondered what the brat had protecting him, she had the Amulet.

"How about the location of the Crystal? If I can locate it then that will make my job a lot easier."

"I'm honored that you think I know everything, but I do not. The Avatars of The Multiverse do know where the Crystal is, but they will not share that knowledge with anybody. More than likely, they already know of Kajeenith's brats and their attempts to find it. More than likely they've either moved it to a more secure location where they can't find it, or increased the security around it, or more than likely, done both. If you cannot Trust The avatars to keep something that important safe, then who can you trust?" Father Rekshan said.

"be careful, the crossing is about to happen, and you might find yourself in Warworld." Father rekshan said.

"Thank you for the warning. I've been able to handle myself for many years. Is the Child in Warworld or do we need to pass through to reach him?"

"Thank you for the warning. I've been able to handle myself for many years. Is the Child in Warworld or do we need to pass through to reach him?"

Kajeeniths child appeared next to a tree.

"you want me, come and get me. My purpose for being here is complete. Its time for Warworld and The Blessed Fields to again become one. Omega desires War and Peace as his General." Hachen said.

The entire Reality shook and trembled, and Rekshan screamed in pain. Energy flashed and Hachen just laughed.

Everything flickered and changed, changing from a giant monastery, to a giant castle, and back again. Then it all stopped, and was niether monastery nor castle, it was both. the monks changed from Monks to knights, and became Warrior Monks.

But most frightening of all, was what Rekshan became.

He got up from the ground, wearing armor made of Silver and Tritanium. His sword was covered in blood, his shield was made of bones dipped in Molten Darksteel and forged together. His eyes, were gold, and on his shoulders were two skulls, which acted as cape pins, and his cape, was made of Human Flesh. Blood covered his armor. He smiled when he saw Hachen and Morganna.

"Good. Fresh meat. a Godlet and a Mind. My favorite victims of all."

"What? no. I am Omega's Grandson. Grandfather Omega desires your services, for he is soon to return." Hachen said visibly worried that War and Peace might turn on him.

"I know that, but I'm going to kill you anyway. give me one good reason why I should let you live."

"I'll make you suffer."

"I doubt that."

With that War and Peace Cleaved Hachen into two, and his sword shook and vibrated as it absorbed Hachen'ns body and blood. It glittered with Hachen's power.

"And now The mind. Come woman, tell me why I should let you live. Use all the powers you want, you can't affect me in my own castle." War and Peace said, and sure enough, Morganna would find this was true.

War and Peace swung the Blade straight for Morganna.

If she let it hit, she would find it COULD hit her, despite being a physical weapon. Here, she didn't have that particular advantage.

If it did hit her, it would begin to absorb her mind.

But this was all stuff she would remember from the Warhaven computer.

Morganna leapt backwards at the speed of thought, barely dodging the swing.

“Why should you let me live? That is simple. If I don’t stop the brats from getting the crystal, then everything you desire becomes uncreated. Your own powers will diminish until you are nothing. You castle will fall around your ears and you will be a shade of nothing until Kajeenith absorbs you into the void. If you kill me, creation will be undone and you along with it.”

Morganna again leapt back away from his sword, keeping out of his melee range.

“If you kill me, you will never get a chance to make those that are using you right now to pay for their meddling. They think of you as nothing but a puppet to be controlled as they see fit.”

Morganna made a couple more dodges to keep ahead of the battle crazed sword-wielding maniac.

“What do you do to a puppet that no longer amuses you? You will be tossed aside as a used plaything. You will be nothing. If you let me live, I have a chance to stop those brats before they locate the Crystal and thus stopping their plan of Un-Creation.”

Morganna kept leaping and ducking the blade. Having the reactions of thought as well as the speed helped greatly.

“You can either destroy your best ally now or help me and destroy your true enemies later.”

Morganna stepped inside his swing so she was face to face with War And Peace.

“Make your choice now.”

Morganna leapt backwards at the speed of thought, barely dodging the swing.

“Why should you let me live? That is simple. If I don’t stop the brats from getting the crystal, then everything you desire becomes uncreated. Your own powers will diminish until you are nothing. You castle will fall around your ears and you will be a shade of nothing until Kajeenith absorbs you into the void. If you kill me, creation will be undone and you along with it.”

Morganna again leapt back away from his sword, keeping out of his melee range.

“If you kill me, you will never get a chance to make those that are using you right now to pay for their meddling. They think of you as nothing but a puppet to be controlled as they see fit.”

Morganna made a couple more dodges to keep ahead of the battle crazed sword-wielding maniac.

“What do you do to a puppet that no longer amuses you? You will be tossed aside as a used plaything. You will be nothing. If you let me live, I have a chance to stop those brats before they locate the Crystal and thus stopping their plan of Un-Creation.”

Morganna kept leaping and ducking the blade. Having the reactions of thought as well as the speed helped greatly.

“You can either destroy your best ally now or help me and destroy your true enemies later.”

Morganna stepped inside his swing so she was face to face with War And Peace.

“Make your choice now.”

Energy flashed and Realities shifted again. She was face to face with Rekshan.

"One more coming. Warmaster is a mindless brute incapable of intelligent thought. He's also my other half. You have no choice but to either fight, or Run."

Energy Flickered again, and Warmaster was here again.

"Don't take me for a fool. I've fought Kajeenith and Omega before. Their just old tired worn out legends. Die Mind." Warmaster said.

But then, he collapsed on the spot. stricken into a deep Coma by the sudden, forced, and unnatural merging of two realms.

A Blond haired man strolled out a nearby door.

"Poor Father. He's never gotten over his Split Personality. They literally Split too, the body, the entire Reality, and everyone in it. Don't take him too seriously, he's so full of himself he'd challenge anyone and everyone at the same time. My name is Arthur, I'm the son of War and Peace, though why he chooses to call himself that, I have et to understand. His real name is Rekshan Roshino, as his peaceful side would point out. Its just the egomaniac war side that insists on that stupid Moniker. I see you have The Medallion of Warhaven. How'd you get that from those Egotists?" Arthur asked.

He wore a Green Shirt and Green pants. He gestured at Rekshan Roshino.

"Take him to his room." he ordered.

"I'll work on Father, don't you worry, meanwhile, how can we help you? Are you here about the Besieged reality of Gaia?"

Morganna sent the memories of the past conversation with the Monk and the events before Arthur’s arrival to Arthur. It would make things much faster and less winded.

“That is the whole story in a nutshell. I was given the Medallion to assist me on tracking down those brats and to take care of the Threat.”

Morganna sent the memories of the past conversation with the Monk and the events before Arthur’s arrival to Arthur. It would make things much faster and less winded.

“That is the whole story in a nutshell. I was given the Medallion to assist me on tracking down those brats and to take care of the Threat.”

"So, then yes, you ARE here about the besieged Reality of Gaia, you just don't know it yet.

50 of them have taken over all of Gaia's Reality, Claiming to have found some sort of a Crystal."

Morganna was both shocked and pissed at once.

"Show me the way and how to take them on and I will go there. I need information on them and where they are. Is there anybody that might want to help?"

Morganna was both shocked and pissed at once.

"Show me the way and how to take them on and I will go there. I need information on them and where they are. Is there anybody that might want to help?"

"I can answer both lines simply by refering you to Gaia herself. As for how to get there, hold on a second." Arthur said.

He pulled out a bag of holding and threw a hoop over Morganna. She found herself on a Tree that was nearaly 32,678 feet tall, and 15,689 feet in diameter. It was just one of many trees approximatly the same heghth and width. She was in Gaia's Reality. She was niether at the top, or at the bottom. She was in the middle. On the next tree over, she could see a city nestled on the branches. a Massive network of pathways extended between the entire forest. Stairs were carved into the side of the tree she was on, leading down to a bridge to the city, which was actully two touching branches.

Gaia's Reality, while being quite small for a Reality, was quite huge in size.

Morganna concentrated, searching for Gaia. She sent out her thoughts to her, careful not to give herself away to the brats.

"Gaia, I am Morganna. I have come to help you."

Morganna concentrated, searching for Gaia. She sent out her thoughts to her, careful not to give herself away to the brats.

"Gaia, I am Morganna. I have come to help you."

"I am on the Plains. Where are you?"

"I am in the trees near a large city."

Morganna was leary in case this was a trick. There were 50 brats somewhere about here and she wanted to be sure she didn't fall for any of their tricks.

"I am in the trees near a large city."

Morganna was leary in case this was a trick. There were 50 brats somewhere about here and she wanted to be sure she didn't fall for any of their tricks.

"There's at least 200 such cities, can't you be more specific? they would find me if I used the Reality to find you."

Morganna send an image of the city. There was no other way for her to figure out which one it was. She then changed position so she was not exactly where she got the image from. It pays to be careful, if Gaia ported in she woudl arrive dangerously close. If it wasn't Gaia that answered her, they would not be able to target her.

Morganna send an image of the city. There was no other way for her to figure out which one it was. She then changed position so she was not exactly where she got the image from. It pays to be careful, if Gaia ported in she woudl arrive dangerously close. If it wasn't Gaia that answered her, they would not be able to target her.

"I'm coming." Gaia said, simply assuming Morganna knew of her giant size, which she would, from the Warhaven Computer. But that wasn't as awesome as seeing her in person.

The Titanic woman was half as tall as the trees, and nowhere near as thick.

The trees shook in rythmic fashion, as she came around a tree. The bridges and branches automaticly moved aside for her.

She paused, in between Morganna and the city. The City erupted in cheers. Gaia turned and nodded to the city.

She had waited long enough for Morganna to port over onto a shoulder. Gaia turned and continued walking, making her way out onto the plains. The plains were massive, for Morganna. for Gaia, they were no more than her front Lawn to her little Cottage, which to Morganna, was a Giant castle.

It was giant for most people, quite small for Gaia.

She turned to Morganna.

"How can you assist me?"

"I've been chosen for this mission years ago seemingly by Om, Lady Rian, Warfare, and a host of other good folk to assist you in your seige by getting rid of Kajeenith's Brats and securing the safety of The Crystal."

"I need to know what must be done so I can get about doing it."

"I've been chosen for this mission years ago seemingly by Om, Lady Rian, Warfare, and a host of other good folk to assist you in your seige by getting rid of Kajeenith's Brats and securing the safety of The Crystal."

"I need to know what must be done so I can get about doing it."

"The Crystal? Which one? There are a number of powerful Crystals. I know of their misson, and the Crystal they seek is not here, but I feel its warm impulse, coming from somewhere else, but I cannot quite figure out where yet. But, you probably know where it is at better than I do, you wear the Medallion of its bearer." Gaia said.

This would be a complete surprise. C.R.Y.S.T.A.L. The Warhaven Computer said nothing of this.

“Well, first things first, where are the brats?”

“Well, first things first, where are the brats?”

"Inside. I have several powerful crystals in there, but none of them important. Dr. Abramelin gave them to me as a gift. Their devoted to things like healing, life, Restoration, and Creation, but none of them are THAT crystal." Gaia said.

"You are Gaia, can't you just flood them out, blow them away with a windstorm, or even collapse the structure? I am sure you can repair anything that was damaged afterwords."

"You are Gaia, can't you just flood them out, blow them away with a windstorm, or even collapse the structure? I am sure you can repair anything that was damaged afterwords."

"I just have trouble regaining control is all. But, it gets me so angry. This Reality was made for anyone to come in, and get away from the complications of technology. For people to come and enjoy the wonders of nature. Ever wonder what an Ant's life is like? Here your there size. And then those, THINGS dare to tell me its not fit to continue existing, simply because it doesn't have the crystal they look for?" Gaia said. The world was trembling dangerously. Electricity flowed along her body and the wind began to blow. Flames licked at her feet, and the Great Ocean Lake became storm-tossed.

If only Morganna could push her just a little bit further...

Morganna saw Gaia was really getting upset. If she kept it up, either she would finally get pissed at the brats and take them out or she would get slugged by the massive woman. She figured the risk was worth it.

“It is just too bad those bastard children can just waltz in here and make demands. It’s not like they are a deity or anything, just a bunch of brats with chips on their shoulders who thing they are the only ones that matter. Someone should show them a thing or three.”

Morganna saw Gaia was really getting upset. If she kept it up, either she would finally get pissed at the brats and take them out or she would get slugged by the massive woman. She figured the risk was worth it.

“It is just too bad those bastard children can just waltz in here and make demands. It’s not like they are a deity or anything, just a bunch of brats with chips on their shoulders who thing they are the only ones that matter. Someone should show them a thing or three.”

The last interaction Morganna had with Gaia's Reality was hearing Gaia scream in a rage, and watch the entire Plaine around her house explode in a mass of elemental fury destroying all the children and the cottage. The explosion threw Morganna out. the only thing that protected her, was the Medallion.

she found herself in a high technology reality, even more advanced than most nations back home that regularly sailed through space.

She was in a room with a man that looked like Santa Clause. He wore a white Lab Coat, with a pen, a test tube, a Pencil, and a small notpad in the breast pocket. He wore a Blue button up shirt with a red tie, brown pants and black Shoes.

His name tag read Dr. Abramelin.

"Intresting. It would appear the Reality Generator can work both ways. I shall have to make a note of this. I don't want any more of those white haired people in here. Talking about The Crystal of the Heart of Creation and destruction. Perposterous. Everyone knows the Crystal is actually in the same Reality father and Mother were born in. How could they not. Sir Author Conan doyle said it best. eliminate all the other possibilities and the last one remaining no matter how unlikely is it. Elementry my dear watson." He said. He appeared to be talking to himself, not having noticed Morganna.

He walked over to another part of his lab.

"Now lets see if the latest batch of Mechanoid monsters are done." He looked at several Testubes filled with a greyish liquid, mumbling something about the Deoxyribonucleic Acid being off.

He had completly failed to notice Morganna being completly wrapped up in his own work.

Morganna did a quick scan of the lab, both visually and using her Psi abilities. After the scan, she made a noise similar to a human clearing her throat and then spoke. She made sure she was not interfering with anything by waiting until the doctor was not holding anything. It would not be good to startle him into dropping anything.

“Excuse me Doctor Abramelin. It seems Gaia sent me here when she was cleaning house on some brats that were causing trouble.”

Morganna did a quick scan of the lab, both visually and using her Psi abilities. After the scan, she made a noise similar to a human clearing her throat and then spoke. She made sure she was not interfering with anything by waiting until the doctor was not holding anything. It would not be good to startle him into dropping anything.

“Excuse me Doctor Abramelin. It seems Gaia sent me here when she was cleaning house on some brats that were causing trouble.”

He had put the tubes into a device to spin them at excessibly high speeds when she spoke.

"That poor woman has them too? I had about 100 of them. Wanting to know where the Crystal was at. I asked them what crystal, I have a lot of them you know. They said The Heart. I said oh, that crystal. I don't have it, which I told them, they wanted to know where it was, and I asked them if they were blind. Its blindingly obvious where its at. I managed to deduce its location after only fifty or so years. I would've done it sooner but I was distracted by other things. I've even seen it with my own eyes, touched it with my own hands. Billions of people pass it by every day without realising it. Course, no one ever thought to think why that particular area was so hard to traverse either.

Anyways, they decided to go torment their uncle on his warship about it. they said it was going to be a complete family reuinion, all 400 of them, living or dead. Sounds like a big family, and a warships no place for a family reunion. They were going to take it somewhere called The wall." Abramelin said.

Obviously he was distracted by his work or he would've realised the importance of what he said.

Morganna quickly took the medallian and concentrated upon the artifact.

"Please return me to the Warship."

She found herself at the Wall. Warhaven was powered down. She was kept prisoner beside Alpha. Alpha resembled Warfare, but with Kajeenith's white hair.

Obviously Warfare and htineejaK were forced to merge back to one. Beside Alpha was Arianna, and the children of both Warfare and htineejaK.
Morganna herself found herself in a place where she could do little more than project an image, but that didn't matter. Everyone could see her anyway.

"So Glad the last prisoner could join us." said a familier voice.

Looking at its source, She could see Kajeenith sitting on a judges bench. erafraW sat at the Prosecution table. As Jury, all 400 Children. Jiralyn and her twin sister Nylarij, for they both had come from the same side of the Mirror, were court bailiffs and sternographer.

Flames surrounded The Wall and filled The Median, they were purple, and filled with the power of The Void. Needless to say, Escape was not an option.

"Let us begin with the lesser charges." Kajeenith said. Morganna found herself alone at the defence table. Except for her Lawyer, who turned out to be Rahegalhoff.

"Moganna Aarisbane, you have been interfering with Omega's long term plans for quite awhile. You have at every point and juncture possible, attacked and attempted to murder my Children and erafraW's Children. The list of charges include inciting Gaia to attack and kill my Children and convincing Dr. Abramelin Via Father Rekshan and Warfare to attack over 100 of our Children.
How do you plead?" Kajeenith asked.

Morganna was without her powers. the most she could do was project an image, but fleeing into the Voidfire would destroy her.

OOC:The Trial. Not one bit of this Trial is going to be fair an unbiased, as I'm sure you can imagine.

Morganna refused to reply. She did not recognize the authority of this monkey court any more than she recognized the Authority Kajeenith self imposed upon himself. If she answered in any way it would be used to ascertain his authority.

Instead, she turned to the other captives and asked, “Where are the hidden cameras, are we part of Punked or some other show? Nobody in their right mind would allow a monkey like that to be in authority unless it is a joke or prank.”

Morganna refused to reply. She did not recognize the authority of this monkey court any more than she recognized the Authority Kajeenith self imposed upon himself. If she answered in any way it would be used to ascertain his authority.

Instead, she turned to the other captives and asked, “Where are the hidden cameras, are we part of Punked or some other show? Nobody in their right mind would allow a monkey like that to be in authority unless it is a joke or prank.”

"By refusing to answer one way or the other, the defendant has admitted Guilt and accepted The Death Penalty." Kajeenith said. The Jury hooted.

"Your not going to get away with this. I don't know how you took away my powers, but." And that was all the farther Alpha got, as his mouth was sealed shut when Kajeenith struck his hammer on the Gaval.

Morganna found herself in a cell watching Alpha appear at the Defendant's table. She still had no powers, but she was still guarded by a pair of uniformed monkeys holding a pair of Bananas in a dangerous manner.

Rahegalhoff stood.

"If I may, your honor." He said.

"No you may not, sit down and shut up." Kajeenith said.

"Afraid you'll lose by granting me one small request?"

"Fine."

"I request to make each individual case one whole case, and thus, put the ENTIRE Multiverse on Trial for the Crime of existing." Rahegalhoff said.

Kajeenith laughed.

"Fine. Its not as if you can win anyways. This will make everything much simpler." He banged his hammer.

Morganna found herself next to Alpha. Everyone else was on the otherside.

Alpha represented all those not present.

erafraW stood up.

"I call to the stand, Alpha, The Beginning of all things." he said.

Alpha took the stand.

erafraW paced back and forth in front of Alpha for a few seconds. Then turned and punched him in the gut.

"You are charged with the crime of creating things. You are charged with opposing destruction. You are charged with an untold number of counts of the first degree murder of The Agents of Destruction. You are charged with a countless number counts of Terrorisim against Omega and those formed from him. You are charged with the crime of having children. You are charged with the crime of Grandchildren. You are charged with the crime of healing the sick and raising the fallen. You are charged with more crimes than I can list, even given the entire length of time itself. Plead." erafraW said.

Alpha was given a voice again.

"Guilty as charged."

"And do you regret those crimes?"

"No."

"If given the chance, would you do them all again?"

"Yes."

"As the court can plainly see, Alpha is a dangerous and violent criminal, by his own admission. The Prosecution rests."

The jury clapped. this was going to be a breeze.

"The defense can try."

Rahegalhoff stood.

"Alpha. Do you have an instinct, a nature?" Rahegalhoff asked.

"Objection, relevence?" erafraW asked.

"I'm merely trying to establish just cause. We all agree he is certainly guilty of the acts he has been accused of. I merely wish to establish, why." Rahegalhoff said.

"Overruled."

"Yes. I have a nature."

"And, would you not surmise, that Omega and those from him also, have an instinct?"

"Yes. They could not exist to destroy things otherwise. It is their nature, their instinct to destroy."

"Now, is it your instinct to heal and raise? Is it your instinct to oppose Destruction, a force as diffrent from you as night is to day?"

"Yes."

The jury gasped in horror.

"I then propose to this court, that Alpha is not responsible for his actions. "Could Omega Resist his nature to Destroy?"

The Jury was whispering and murmuring.

"Fine, we accept that everything that is has a nature and that niether Omega nor Alpha could refrain from their natures. What is your point?"

"Only that he is therefore innocent of his crimes, merely because he could not help himself."

kajeenith saw that he had clearly lost some ground.

"Fine. Alpha is cleared of all charges."

"I wish to recall Morganna Aarisbane." Rahegalhoff said.

"Why?"

"I never got a fair chance to cross examine her. After erafraW's expert prosecution, how could I possibly win, but still, may I not at least have a chance to try?"

Kajeenith scowled. He hated having to abide by a set of rules, and twisted though they were, there were rules to this trial.

"Fine."

"well you please go to the stand?" Rahegalhoff asked quietly.

If he could get alpha free, imagine what he could do for her.

Morganna walked to the chair and took her place. She waited for her questions.

Morganna walked to the chair and took her place. She waited for her questions.

"Having already established that things which exist have a nature, it is fair to assume that since Morganna is charged with existing, she too has a Nature. Is this True?" Rahegalhoff asked. It was clear he only wanted a simple yes or no answer. Anything more would hurt his case.

"If so, is it not also true, that it would be within the scope of your nature to defend yourself when threatend with grevious harm or injury?" he asked.

All he needed to both, was a simple yes or no.

Morganna listened to both questions before answering.

"Yes on both counts."

"Objection, how was she faced with grevious harm since she is of a non-physical nature, and can undo any magic sent against her?"

"I'm getting to that. It is safe to say, that one's own destruction and complete uncreation constitutes grevious harm. Being that Omega's grandchildren could assume their father's uncreation powers, Morganna was at all times threatend with her own demise, and thus her need to defend herself." Rahegalhoff said.

Kajeenith growled.

"Fine. She's free too. By your logic, there is no such thing as crime, and so I am not guilty either. So you won't mind then, if I order my children to charge and annihalate you." Kajeenith said.

Morganna felt her powers to return.

The Illusions of Kajeenith and erafraW disappeared, as did the entire Courtroom scene.

Morganna found herself face to face with a randome child.

He threw a fist full of multicolored bolts at morganna designed to erase her mind.

300 of them swarmed over Alpha, who teleported Arianna and all his children away. The remaining children attacked Rahegalhoff. The dead ones were attacking too, which meant each child had to be killed twice. On each second kill, The Wall trembled and shook, as though it were being torn down by each complete destruction.

Two of the children realised this, and stopped fighting, and hid.

Morganna reached inside herself and used her natural ability to twist reality, causing the Brat had herself to switch places.

She then took to the air, leaving her illusionary image behind to act as a false target. One of her minds kept track of the effects of attacks and manipulated it so the effects would appear upon it while her attacks were made to appear to originate from her simulacrum.

Morganna reached inside herself and used her natural ability to twist reality, causing the Brat had herself to switch places.

She then took to the air, leaving her illusionary image behind to act as a false target. One of her minds kept track of the effects of attacks and manipulated it so the effects would appear upon it while her attacks were made to appear to originate from her simulacrum.

The brat grinned, and stopped the Mind erase, turned it into an Exploding Fireball, sure to kill nearly anything on contact, and threw it back at Morganna's Image.

Not that taking to the air helped her any, being that it was chock full of randomly misdirected spells and Psy attacks.

300 Children left.

25% of the walls keystone exposed.

Morganna again reached inside herself and used her natural ability to twist reality, causing the Brat had herself to switch places, back to their original spots. That would place the brat at the receiving end of his own attack.

The image threw itself to the floor to dodge the blast of the fireball. Morganna allowed herself to sink into the floor out of the range of most attacks and activated her psionics shields and her Mind blank to appear to be not there.

Morganna again reached inside herself and used her natural ability to twist reality, causing the Brat had herself to switch places, back to their original spots. That would place the brat at the receiving end of his own attack.

The image threw itself to the floor to dodge the blast of the fireball. Morganna allowed herself to sink into the floor out of the range of most attacks and activated her psionics shields and her Mind blank to appear to be not there.

The child facing her was already dead from Gaia. Thus its spirit was no more.

Current stats:

200 Children left.

50 percent of keystone exposed.

Morganna looked around and examined the situation. She realized the complete deaths of the Brats were a bad thing because the Wall was deteriorating. She made up her mind quickly and acted.

Concentrating both her Psionics and Eldritch powers into a massive sleep spell, she let it flash the entire battlefield. That would allow the brats to be subdued without endangering the Wall. The attack was both Magical and Psionic in nature so it was very difficult to defend against. The image fell asleep.

Morganna looked around and examined the situation. She realized the complete deaths of the Brats were a bad thing because the Wall was deteriorating. She made up her mind quickly and acted.

Concentrating both her Psionics and Eldritch powers into a massive sleep spell, she let it flash the entire battlefield. That would allow the brats to be subdued without endangering the Wall. The attack was both Magical and Psionic in nature so it was very difficult to defend against. The image fell asleep.

Warhaven powered up. The Sleeping form of Alpha rolled over in his sleep.

"No, don't." he mumbled.

"By the gods." a snoring Rahegalhoff said.

Energy crackled along its edges.

Looking at it, it was clear what had happened. Self-destruct had been initiated.

10....

Morganna quickly flashed to each of her allies and revived them.

“We need to stop the ship from destroying itself”

Morganna quickly flashed to each of her allies and revived them.

“We need to stop the ship from destroying itself”

"I will try. If I do not succeed, then, it was a pleasure knowing you both, may we meet again in the Omni. Do not morn my passing. Xos knows the Truth." Alpha said.

Alpha threw Rahegalhoff and Morganna all the way to the NS Reality from which Morganna originally started all this.

9...

They could both hear a voice both familier yet new.

"TEAR DOWN THE WALL!!!"

8...

Millions of voices from either side of the wall, all of them agents of destruction. Id, The Ministry, Evil Ri-an, The Lady of Fire, and other as of yet untold and unidentified entities devoted to destruction all chanted the new voices edict.

"Tear down the Wall!"

7...

"Tear down The wall!"

They all began attacking the wall with ever tool imaginable.

5...

"Tear Down The Wall!"

The Wall began to fall, at the top, but progress was slow.

A low Rumble could be heard, as rings of energy began to cirvulate Warhaven.

4...

"Tear Down The Wall!"

The all continued to fall.

Warhaven began to flash.

Rahegalhoff dived infront of Morganna and raised his shield.

3...

"Tear Down The Wall!"

Warhaven sat down on The Wall. The people stopped attacking it.

2...

"Tear Down The Wall!" They all disappeared.

1...

"Tear Down The Wall!"

All of Warhaven glowed bright white.

0...

In an act that would capture anyone's attention, Warhaven exploded with a massive Bang.

The Keystone which held all of the wall together vaporized.

The wall vanished with a great wave of energy. The wall was gone.

And with it, so was the barrier between Hot and Cold, Night and Day, Good and Evil, Law and Chaos, life and Death, The Mirrors, and everything else, so far had the Wall extended. It wasn't that they were now one, for that, that could not be accomplished, anytime soon. But, now it was far to easy for one side to cross over into another, and those that governd each side, would have to moniter a little more closely, their own side.

Rahegalhoff stood, and wiped a tear from his eye.

"Well. Lets go find out what Xos has to say." Rahegalhoff said.

"Who are you?" he asked of the strange man he just noticed standing beside them.

This man, was familier, yet diffrent. His robes, shifted color, design, and look each second.

"I am, who was before, what has been. I am What is, and what is not unified. I have been here, all along, yet I have been gone. Surely Darkness and terror will trouble you no more. I am Yore, Keeper of The Balance. Come, let us find Xos. I will then share what happend on Warhaven, in its final ten seconds of life." Yore said.

"Will you come too?" Yore asked Morganna.

Morganna was stunned by the immense energies that seemed to be pushing at her from every and yet no direction at once. Since she was directly involved in the events, it seemed to affect her more intently.

"Huh? Umm... ...well... ...sure, I guess..."

Her voice trailed away listlessly.

Morganna was stunned by the immense energies that seemed to be pushing at her from every and yet no direction at once. Since she was directly involved in the events, it seemed to affect her more intently.

"Huh? Umm... ...well... ...sure, I guess..."

Her voice trailed away listlessly.

"I am sorry. Are my boundless energies bowling you over? I will work harder to supress them. Incase your not sure, I am Warfare, Kajeenith, htineejaK, erafraW, Omega, and Alpha combined. Well, not quite so many, but I will explain later." Yore said.

He made a motion to sit down, and then sat down, on a chair. Rahegalhoff and Morganna were standing next to a fireplace.

"Who? What?" Xos said confused.

"This is Morganna Aarisbane." Rahegalhoff said, introducing Morganna.

"Ahh, a Pleasure." Xos said.

"He is Xos the Grand Magi-Master. He has Glowing Tribal Tattoos, because he no longer has skin there. He, and the other masters, are evolving into beings of Pure Arcane energy."

"Yes. It is quite an intresting path."

"I am Yore." Yore said.

Xos deserved credit for keeping his emotions and reactions well in check. The only thing he did, was turn and bow.

"Its a Pleasure to meet you, instead of read about you." Xos said.

This RP is placed on HOLD until Ri-an regains internet access.

Balrogga:

I had been thinking of posting something where Nekaru shows up, and some specifics on what he’s been up to, as well as some new info you can glean from him. Since he has nothing to do with Ri-an’s guys, is it possible for me to post my story?

I don't see why not. I am not running the Thread, just one of the participants. I was just making a note of why it was not progressing.

Feel free to develop your character and have fun.

It had been three weeks since he had been placed on Earth by those who served Kajeenth. And there was no denying something: he had changed.
Before, he had gone for those with power, in his insatiable, endless quest to be the most powerful, the darkest, the ultimate. Those who lived ordinary lives were but ants to his gigantic sense of destiny- they were not worthy of notice, as they lived their short and pointless lives.

Now the ants were to be stepped on. For since he had landed, Earth had been almost totally destroyed, and two other planets were in chaos, as the civilizations on those planets were descended into ruin and barbarism as Nekaru's wrath descended upon them. No one, no matter how advanced their technology or cultured their civilization, could stop him as he was now. To those people, he was a new and terrible God, prepared to reap divine judgement on all.

Yet he felt weak. He knew that there were some who watched, who would come to take revenge. People such as Lady Ri-an herself, or one of her great servants. And sooner or later, Nekaru felt in his twisted mind, things would come to an end between him and Kajeenth. It was fate, such was inevitable.

That's why he was here. On the planet Sartoris, in the midst of mountains that made Mount Everest appear insignificant as sand mountains that children build before the tide washed them down. Though such mountains had been deemed impossible to climb by even the best mountaineers, for Nekaru, it was a matter of lifting his arms and ordering the air to lift him up there.
He went upwards and upwards, on a platform of air. And then he saw it, the dwelling where the old geezer lived. He slowly descended, and dropped down on its doorstep.

There was light in there as he came out. The tottering old man was missing his teeth, and he slobbered horribly, but Nekaru bowed low to the ground.
The man peered at him for several seconds, then laughed a horrible laugh that showed his toothless gums.
"Well, well, what do we have here? The student returning to the master, eh? It's been now 346 years, 4 months, and 24 days since you left me, you know?
Come in, come in, you young fool- even you can freeze."
"Yes, Master."
The Master had lived in these mountains for hundreds of years. Some thought he was immortal, but Nekaru knew otherwise. However, he had not left these mountains for many years, and he cared nothing for news outside his mountains. Hence, although he had taught Nekaru to use his abilities for the protection of others, he had no idea of that Nekaru was doing the complete opposite.
After many hours of chitchat, deer meat, and hot tea, the Master cocked his head, and grinned that horrible grin.
"I'm sure you didn't come here to talk about my battles against the Yetis! So, Nekaru, what are you here for? It's obviously something very important."

Nekaru bent his head low and whispered:
"I want the Stones. You've obviously made some by now."
There was dead silence at the request. Even the fire burning went out with an abrupt hiss.

The Master sat there in the darkness, then grinned
"The Stones, eh? Sure, I've got plenty. But you're going to have to beat me first. You think you can do that?"
"Perhaps. I'm not totally- ARGH!"
The Master had raised his hand, leaving Nekaru unable to move a muscle. He then proceed to give Nekaru a thorough beating with his hands.
"Heh, you haven't changed much. I guess it's no stone for you. I guess I will give you a good dinner before you go."
They ate, with the Master making bawdy jokes and Nekaru silent. But when Nekaru got out to leave, there was a terrific blizzard out there. It made a white wallof snow and ice, and Nekaru knew that even he couldn't just walk out there without a lot of work.
The Master decided to let him stay the night. Nekaru could sleep on the table, and in the morning, he would leave. Meanwhile, he would go to his nice, warm bed and take a leisurely time- the same as he had done over 450 years.
Bidding good night to Nekaru, he closed and locked the door, leaving Nekaru on the table, his eyes gleaming red and black as he grinned in anticipation.
It was going to be a fun night.

As the blizzard raged into the night, the master slept. He curled into his comfortable bed, snoring loudly as the storm raged in the night.

Then with a loud crash, the door to the Master’s bedroom was broken down, awaking him with an abrupt start as he was rudely awakened from the comfort of sleep.
Nekaru stood in the doorway, his lit lightsaber in his left hand, and his eyes were downcast so that the Master could not see them. The Master glared rudely at him, annoyed at being awakened.
“What are you doing here, Nekaru? And why are you breaking my door down?”
Nekaru said nothing at first, and it was then that the Master noticed a strange red glow coming from his right hand. He was confused at what it was. Nekaru slowly raised his head, and his red eyes seemed to gleam with what some called madness, accompanied with a twisted grin.
“I’m going to kill you.”
And he brought his right hand down on the ground.
A person standing outside would have heard merely the sound of roaring for a couple of seconds, and then there was total silence for a long minute, which was sharply interrupted by the harsh scream of an old man. The battle this time was as quick as before, but the winner had changed.

Nekaru stepped over the corpse of the Master, looking down at him. He glanced at the lightsaber that was now a charred ruin on the floor, sighing in annoyance. He still had one left, however, so it wasn’t too bad. Bending down, he removed a key that was wrapped around the Master’s neck and then left the room.
Going down a set of stairs, Nekaru came to a locked room, which he unlocked with the Master’s key.
The room was filled with bottles; mostly containing what would appear to be a red liquid. Nekaru stood on the threshold of the room and looked around, and his eyes fell on a bottle that had the label “10” on it.
Striding to the bottle, he grabbed it, and uncorked the lid. He turned the bottle over, and the liquid fell on his palm, quickly taking the shape of a small rock before it entered Nekaru’s skin.
Instantly he doubled with pain, and inside Nekaru’s body, a major battle began. For what seemed like hours, his body warred with what had entered him. After some time, the pain stopped abruptly.
Nekaru lay on his knees, gasping for a few seconds as he got over the pain. Then he got up, lit his lightsaber, and smiled.
“Let’s see if it worked.”
And with those words, he sliced off his other hand. The hand fell on the ground, and it seemed to instantly dissolve into nothing. After watching for a few seconds, bone and tissue started growing where the stump was. Growing at an abnormal rate, it quickly formed into the exact shape of Nekaru’s former hand. It would appear as if nothing had happened at all.
Nekaru flexed his fingers, smiled, and strode out of the room.
As he prepared to leave the room, he noticed a scythe lying in the kitchen. He looked at it. It was an unusual weapon- it looked like a normal scythe, but it had three blades on it. Moreover, there was a long spike on both ends, as well as one on the other side of the scythe blades. Nekaru picked it up and tested it. It seemed like a good replacement for a lightsaber, and he strapped it on his back.
The blizzard had stopped, and after eating a quick meal, he walked out into the snow.
Turning around, he gazed at the house for a second, then snapped his fingers. The house quickly became engulfed in an inferno, burning the corpse of the Master with it.
His job was finished here. Making a set of hand seals, Nekaru activated the teleportation spell again, and then left this planet, heading to continue his work of destruction and despair.

OOC: I'm back! *Does a happy dance*

Demon, looks like a good story. Bal, feel free to reply ICly now.

“Pure Arcane energy? It would be best to keep away from anti-magic or magic dead areas. They would become prisons for you if you were ever forced into them.”

“There was once a mage who proclaimed himself the best artificer around. He populated his keep with the many types of golems he created and considered himself invulnerable. A child with a trinket entered his home and took his secrets away and his mighty forces were powerless to stop her. Her trinket created an anti-magic area and his toys were caused to fall lifeless to the ground, nothing more than a puppet without strings.”

“I suggest you have a back-up plan in case some trinket might have the ability to render you powerless. I personally use both Psionic and Eldritch powers to ensure I am able to take some sort of action.”

Morganna turned to Yore.

“Weren’t you going to explain something? I seem to be a little groggy from the power fluctuations a few moments ago.”

“Pure Arcane energy? It would be best to keep away from anti-magic or magic dead areas. They would become prisons for you if you were ever forced into them.”

“There was once a mage who proclaimed himself the best artificer around. He populated his keep with the many types of golems he created and considered himself invulnerable. A child with a trinket entered his home and took his secrets away and his mighty forces were powerless to stop her. Her trinket created an anti-magic area and his toys were caused to fall lifeless to the ground, nothing more than a puppet without strings.”

“I suggest you have a back-up plan in case some trinket might have the ability to render you powerless. I personally use both Psionic and Eldritch powers to ensure I am able to take some sort of action.”

Morganna turned to Yore.

“Weren’t you going to explain something? I seem to be a little groggy from the power fluctuations a few moments ago.”

"Yes, we thought of that, and were once trapped in a reality in which magic did not exist. That was where we learned to make magic, where there is none. In essence, I always have a one foot radius of magic around me, no matter what. That doesn't mean I can do very much with it, just that I'm never completly powerless, just strong enough to work up an escape." Xos said.

"yes, well, I was going to tell you about me. I am yore, I was created directly by the Omnisource, at the same time the avatars came into being. You could say we're cousins. Now, they each have their own area of domain, one part of the balance of everything that exists. But, it was given to me, to decide what exists, and what does not, and thus, Create and uncreate as needed. but, after a time, my desire to uncreate and destroy became greater than my desire to create. Out of desperation, I divided into my two powers, Alpha, the beginning, Creation, life, Good, Law, and Omega, The end, Death, Evil, Chaos. But what I did not know, was that my division, would divide everything into the two sides, and erect, the wall. This caused a further imbalance within my two sides, and so I lost all since of being, as I divided Alpha and omega, into Warfare, erafraW, Kajeenith, and htineejaK.

thus, I am made up of all four, , and alpha and Omega, yet I am not. I am concerned." Yore said.

"Yes, The Crystal." Xos said.

"Exactly." Yore said.

"I need you to go to the land of misinformation, and look up everything you can on Infinus Mortis." Xos said.

Yore nodded, and disappeared.

Xos sealed the area against his return.

"well, this isn't good. Kajeenith has complete control over his brothers, Alpha, omega, and has been able to retain it all the way through Yore's return. Infinus Mortis is a wild goose chase. He'll spend the next few years looking for nothing at all. Now, I know what he's after, you do, as well as Rahegalhoff. First things first, I stored The key to the Dimensia Harmonia in the Central Beuracracy of Ri-an. We need to go retrieve it." Xos said.

"No, YOU need to go retrieve it. I would sooner face Kajeenith one on one in a battle to final destruction than EVER step foot in there again." Rahegalhoff said.

Xos visibly cringed at the thought of going in there alone. It wasn't dangerous, just the center of the Ri-anese government, and filled with enough red tape, rules, and regulations to stretch from Milky Way to Andromeda and back again 20 times.

"Please?" he begged.

"Only if Morganna goes." Rahegalhoff said.

Morganna rolled her eyes and sighed.

“If I must. We need to stop this bickering and get this done. There is no barrier up anymore to protect Reality from the opposite side.”

Morganna rolled her eyes and sighed.

“If I must. We need to stop this bickering and get this done. There is no barrier up anymore to protect Reality from the opposite side.”

Xos and Rahegalhoff looked like they were being punished. Regardless, Xos waved his hands, and there they were, at the back of the line, waiting for entry, into the Central Beuracracy

"So, how long's the wait?" Xos asked a gentleman in front of him.

"I was born in this line 99 years ago. I'm still waiting to get to customer service to tell them I was born. I've moved forward an entire inch." The man said.

"Yikes." Rahegalhoff said.

"Right." Xos said, he motioned them to come around to the side, where he opened another door, that lead inside.

"Well, now that we've gotten past the sentry." Xos said.

He looked left, he looked right. He took out a badge and put it on. Rahegalhoff and Morganna found they now had Visitor floating in the air above their head, with an arrow pointing downward.

"Right. Now, what was it filed under?" he asked no one in particular.

"I'll go look in the magic section. Rahegalhoff, you go cover the tools section, morganna, you go find the supernatural section, its just past the beholder." Xos said.

He opened a door and disappeared.

"Sorry." Rahegalhoff said. Then he too opened a door and disappeared.

Organization and laws were a good thing, but this place had so many, in many respects, it was the scariest place in Ri-an, and many other places.

Fortune smiled on morganna, she found a directory.

It directed her to go left, upstairs, turn around, and come right back to this same directory to get the real directions to the Supernatural section. Or, she could just wander around blindly and try her luck.

Nearby, a filling assistant, grade 50, the lowest possible grade was organising papers into a filing box, closing it, and sending it on its way on a track. The track took out all the papers, randomly shuffled them, put them back in the box, and brought it back to the man. The man, who had seen all this, took out the papers, reorganised them, put them back in the box, and put it on the track again. This whole process kept repeating over and over, begging the question of why. the answer would not in any way be helpful and cause even more questions.

Morganna sighed and worked a simple Abjuration. The Serendipity Spell would guide her unerringly to her destination because “luckily” she would be in the right place at the right time for a legal shortcut to fall into her lap that would deliver the key in the shortest amount of time. Morganna really loved Eldritch spells, they used the Fundamental Laws of the Multiverse to bring about their desired results. That was the reason it was not practiced except by The Family and their Chosen, the Ta’Nar being the Chosen Children of BelDragos, the Elder God of Magic and thus the recipient of his blessing.

She immediately felt Fate “take her by the hand” and lead her in the right direction for the required steps to locate the missing key to begin. While she walked, she designed a Curse to use which magically demanded the target to follow the required bureaucratic red tape she was skipping using the Serendipity Spell. She knew it would be one hell of a nasty curse and thought it would be useful in the near future.

Morganna sighed and worked a simple Abjuration. The Serendipity Spell would guide her unerringly to her destination because “luckily” she would be in the right place at the right time for a legal shortcut to fall into her lap that would deliver the key in the shortest amount of time. Morganna really loved Eldritch spells, they used the Fundamental Laws of the Multiverse to bring about their desired results. That was the reason it was not practiced except by The Family and their Chosen, the Ta’Nar being the Chosen Children of BelDragos, the Elder God of Magic and thus the recipient of his blessing.

She immediately felt Fate “take her by the hand” and lead her in the right direction for the required steps to locate the missing key to begin. While she walked, she designed a Curse to use which magically demanded the target to follow the required bureaucratic red tape she was skipping using the Serendipity Spell. She knew it would be one hell of a nasty curse and thought it would be useful in the near future.

OOC: You can't defeat the central Beuracracy so easily! You forgot to fill out the proper requsition form before hand, thus your spell is automaticly canceled. :p

IC:

Morganna found herself right back at the beginning again.

"Failure to fill out requisition form 2032A, permission to cast a spell." That same assistant said with a chuckle.

He pointed at a nearby form.

"Make sure to have it stamped by the department of magic, The Department of the Interior, The Central Beuracracy, and the Department of Defense." The man said.

It read as follows:

I _____________________ Request permission under the Ri-an rules and regulations as set forth by The Department of magic to cast a spell within the Central Beuracracy walls. I understand that this is a Legal Binding agreement, and promise to in no way shape or form cast a spell that would seek to circumvent the rules and Regulations present within The Central Beuracracy, as Dictated by The Plane of Mechanus.

I also do faithfully swear to in no way seek to harm The nation of Ri-an with my Magic in any way, shape, or form, Ever.

Signed:

____________________

Stamps:

OOC: The man can stamp for the Central Beuracracy. But, have you forgotten basic Elements? What opposes Law?

"Actually Chuckles, you failed to have the properly signed forms to stop my spell casting in the first place. You also never filed them 17 minutes before my attempted casting and you never asked for my signature on those forms prior to my casting. You are in violation of Code 337, subsection 27A4 requiring you to file all forms before an intervention is made involving energies from one of the Avatars. That is a serious infraction and I suggest you take it up with your supervisors. Now the entire department will be fined by the Avatars for this infraction."

Morganna looked the hapless clerk in the eye.

"Well, better hurry along and see what sort of trouble you are going to be in. Hopefully your supervisor and his supervisor will not take their anger at the fines they will receive for this upon you. I really do not envy you for the position you just placed the entire department and probably several others into for intervening with such Higher Powers. What kind of penalties are you looking at?”

Morganna was using her logic to cause the clerk to doubt his actions and the entire system, causing a subtle form of entropy to exist. First doubt in the system then self preservation would kick in and he would make choices to preserve himself by allowing things to slip by that was restricted. As time progressed, the corruption of the system would spread to others and fear itself would keep those breaking the laws from reporting the slight diversions.




OOC:

Order and bureaucracy are two different things. One is "absolute control" and the other is "rules out of control". That suggests a perversion of chaos in the rules.

"Actually Chuckles, you failed to have the properly signed forms to stop my spell casting in the first place. You also never filed them 17 minutes before my attempted casting and you never asked for my signature on those forms prior to my casting. You are in violation of Code 337, subsection 27A4 requiring you to file all forms before an intervention is made involving energies from one of the Avatars. That is a serious infraction and I suggest you take it up with your supervisors. Now the entire department will be fined by the Avatars for this infraction."

Morganna looked the hapless clerk in the eye.

"Well, better hurry along and see what sort of trouble you are going to be in. Hopefully your supervisor and his supervisor will not take their anger at the fines they will receive for this upon you. I really do not envy you for the position you just placed the entire department and probably several others into for intervening with such Higher Powers. What kind of penalties are you looking at?”

Morganna was using her logic to cause the clerk to doubt his actions and the entire system, causing a subtle form of entropy to exist. First doubt in the system then self preservation would kick in and he would make choices to preserve himself by allowing things to slip by that was restricted. As time progressed, the corruption of the system would spread to others and fear itself would keep those breaking the laws from reporting the slight diversions.




OOC:

Order and bureaucracy are two different things. One is "absolute control" and the other is "rules out of control". That suggests a perversion of chaos in the rules.

Rule 32, section D, subparagraph Nine line 32:
No divine power, Avatar or otherwise shall be used without the express written consent of Lady Ri-an.

Said a giant white Aquamarinian nearby. It was none other than King Edward the fair.

"Infraction 69, No Ta'nar shall be present within Beuracracy walls without first filling Requsition form 71. Proper forms shall be filled on this infraction, no less than three days prior, and stamped by every department head.

Here are the forms, here are the stamps. Now file form 71, or GET OUT!" King Edward said.

His eight Tenticles were waving wildly in every direction.

Xos popped in.

"Got it." he said.

"Edward, take a chill pill." Xos said.

He turned and placed a massive field of Chaos on The Central Beuracracy.

Edward rushed off, as did the clerk screaming in fright.

Xos met Rahegalhoff outside, both were chuckling.

"Ahh, I forgot how fun it is to place a Chaos field on them. Takes them weeks to work it out. Its the whole reason Deuce isn't allowed near it." Xos said.

He had a little orb in his hand. It pulled at Morganna, it seemed like a kindred spirit, the key to the way home.

Morganna was instantly interested in the orb he held. It seemed as if she could “hear” thoughts of HOME emanating from within itself. She could not tear her eyes off the artifact Xos held. She began to attempt to figure out a way to acquire it for herself.

“What is that? It seems oddly… familiar.”

Morganna was instantly interested in the orb he held. It seemed as if she could “hear” thoughts of HOME emanating from within itself. She could not tear her eyes off the artifact Xos held. She began to attempt to figure out a way to acquire it for herself.

“What is that? It seems oddly… familiar.”

"Yes, I know. It makes me think of Aikar 8096, The world I married Khalan on. I'm sure it inspires similar thoughts in you, I've heard of your peopl's quest to find The Overlords, It might mislead you into thinking it can help you find them. But it isn't complete yet. The home thoughts are a trick. Notice I don't touch it with my bare hands. The Dimensia Harmonia is connected to everywhere. It might even help you find your overlords, were it possible for someone to stay there longer than 30 seconds.

You and Rahegalhoff must go to a special Reality i made. I cannot enter. You will both be deprived of your own senses, having to rely on each other for sensory input. It sounds impossible I know, but that's how it works.

You'll be bringing back another Orb, and then it'll be complete, and I can work to lock Yore out of dimensia Harmonia." Xos said.

Morganna was dissappointed by the trick the artifact played.

"Fine, go ahead. I can survive using human senses. Word of warning, you might freak out if you saw the world the way I do."

Morganna waited for Xos to do his thing.

Xos opened a door, and Rahegalhoff lead Morganna through.

Morganna saw the world as Rahegalhoff saw it.

They were surrounded by history. Weapons, Shields, Armor, Magical items. Each one of them Legendary, and apart of some obscure story.

Normally, most people would just see dust covered relics of no real significance. Rahegalhoff saw the potential within them. The sensory input required physical contact, or at least, for Morganna to have a two way channel between their two minds.

She would notice one weapon away from the rest.

It was gold.

"Diety Sword." was the inscription. Whomever weilded it was as a God in every aspect. But only so long as they held it in their hands.

that wasn't it. Xos clearly stated it was an Orb they were looking for,

Still, there were a lot of things in here.

After seeing the world through Morganna's eyes, and taking the time to adjust to it, he gestured at a door.

The first thing Rahegalhoff noticed when entering the room was visual sensory overload. It seemed as if he was watching every television show superimposed over each other at the same time while being fast-forwarded. The second thing he would have noticed was the absolute silence. There was no sound what-so-ever.

Ta'Nar were energy beings so they did not possess any ears, eyes, or any other sensory organs. They perceived the world around them through energy. Every object in the universe is seen as a collection of energies ranging from thermal and various frequencoes of the light spectrum to quantum and gravatational variances. They would even see the vibrations eminating from their chest, throat, and mouth caused by the person speaking.

After some time, Rahegalhoff could figure out the visuals he was seeing pertained to walls and display cases. It would take considerably longer than they had to even come close to learning to use this perception efficiently.

He looked around the room and noticed a strong radiation from a sword shaped that was much stronger than most of the other display cases around the room. The Deity Sword would "out shine" almost everything else in the room because of the Power it contained.

While looking around the room, Rahegalhoff looked at Morganna. He noticed her body had several auras. The psionic aura from the photonic illusion was overlaying the one from the incredibly detailed psychokinetic energy form she used to manipulate objects. She also had a deep auara of intense magic because she was considered to have mastered Eldritch magics long ago. There was another auara he noticed for a split second before it was overcome bt the excessive information he was perceiving. The auara was about five meters in height and had many faint legs. The impression only lasted for a moment but it really made Rahegalhoff feel a little uncomfortable with its alienness.

The first thing Rahegalhoff noticed when entering the room was visual sensory overload. It seemed as if he was watching every television show superimposed over each other at the same time while being fast-forwarded. The second thing he would have noticed was the absolute silence. There was no sound what-so-ever.

Ta'Nar were energy beings so they did not possess any ears, eyes, or any other sensory organs. They perceived the world around them through energy. Every object in the universe is seen as a collection of energies ranging from thermal and various frequencoes of the light spectrum to quantum and gravatational variances. They would even see the vibrations eminating from their chest, throat, and mouth caused by the person speaking.

After some time, Rahegalhoff could figure out the visuals he was seeing pertained to walls and display cases. It would take considerably longer than they had to even come close to learning to use this perception efficiently.

He looked around the room and noticed a strong radiation from a sword shaped that was much stronger than most of the other display cases around the room. The Deity Sword would "out shine" almost everything else in the room because of the Power it contained.

While looking around the room, Rahegalhoff looked at Morganna. He noticed her body had several auras. The psionic aura from the photonic illusion was overlaying the one from the incredibly detailed psychokinetic energy form she used to manipulate objects. She also had a deep auara of intense magic because she was considered to have mastered Eldritch magics long ago. There was another auara he noticed for a split second before it was overcome bt the excessive information he was perceiving. The auara was about five meters in height and had many faint legs. The impression only lasted for a moment but it really made Rahegalhoff feel a little uncomfortable with its alienness.

"It really is a pretty world you see normally Morganna, and very intresting. Why is there no sound? I would think that as an energy being you would be able to handle Sonic Energy from which sound is based." He said. He accidently went the wrong way, and corrected himself, going to the door.

He opened it, and momentarily gripped the wall next to him for support. These were legendary artifacts normally belonging in a mueseum. The shear volume of protecitve spells overlayed on them made it not worth the time and trouble it would take for anyone to try and steal them.

Excalibur, the Original Holy Cross, Merlin's robes, And more. It was a mueseum unlike any other. Somehow, they knew Xos would have a legit reason for why he had all these.

Disturbuingly, he also had the Skull of Warfare, Arianna, Kajeenith, their mirror opposites, Alpha, Omega, and even Yore.

"There's supposed to be a door here somewhere. See the words on the wall? An Honest man's sight reveals all." Rahegalhoff said.

With Morganna's vision, he was unable to find the door. Because she had his vision, she could clearly see it behind The skulls.

"Why don't you hear sound? That is easy. Ta'Nar do not possess ears to hear it. We see sound for what it is, a release of energy. We mostly pick up what you are saying because when you speak, you also think your words. That is how we are communicating at this very moment."

Morganna looked around the room with her human sight abs spied a door that seemed out od place.

"The door is to your right behind those skulls. Can you see it? If not, then I think we have the right one."

"Why don't you hear sound? That is easy. Ta'Nar do not possess ears to hear it. We see sound for what it is, a release of energy. We mostly pick up what you are saying because when you speak, you also think your words. That is how we are communicating at this very moment."

Morganna looked around the room with her human sight abs spied a door that seemed out od place.

"The door is to your right behind those skulls. Can you see it? If not, then I think we have the right one."

He had her help him open the door, he truely could not see it.

This room was special.

Each Pedistal contained an Orb of great power.

Before them was an Orb, and at it's base read:

"The Orb of Beldragos." It was a highly magical Orb, and it would allow its bearer any ability. Of them all, it seemed the most powerful.

Beneath its name was the words "Created by Magi-master Xos."

there was one for each Avater, named after that Avater, and created by Xos.

He had never thought to offer them to the Avatars directly, and only thought to hide them to prevent their misuse. Each Orb could allow its bearer to control that part of The Multiverse, thus why Xos only thought to prevent their misuse.

If someone ever gathered them all, it would spell bigtime trouble.

But the Avatar Orbs were not why they were there. They were shielded even more carefully than the last artifacts.

Rahegalhoff, using Morganna's vision, saw a Gateway she could not see with his eyes. He lead her through it, and they were before an Orb surrounded by The Void. It was impossible to get through without uncreating yourself, and thus not getting the Orb. Rahegalhoff stopped and scratched his head.

"Well, that's a real puzzler." he said.

The Orb was the Orb of Dischord, and it was very large, and stronger than any other Dischord Orb. Obviously it had a special purpose and was their goal.

Morganna thought carefully.

“If we used magic to retrieve the Orb, the Void will consume the magic. If I tried to use Psionics, it would also be eaten. There is no physical object that can withstand the Void without being destroyed.”

Morganna picked up a scrap of something lying on the floor. She demonstrated her point by touching the piece of trash to the Void. It instantly disintegrated wherever it intervened with the Void. There was no smoke, ash, or anything. It simply ceased to exist.

“Now, the only one that could survive that would be either Kajeenith or his brats. The question is how the hell did he place it there?”

Morganna felt as if it was staring her right in her face. She thought carefully about everything she had seen so far. Suddenly it struck her.

“Hey, head back out and grab the Deity Sword. You can steal Kajeenith’s ability and reach in and take it.”

Morganna thought carefully.

“If we used magic to retrieve the Orb, the Void will consume the magic. If I tried to use Psionics, it would also be eaten. There is no physical object that can withstand the Void without being destroyed.”

Morganna picked up a scrap of something lying on the floor. She demonstrated her point by touching the piece of trash to the Void. It instantly disintegrated wherever it intervened with the Void. There was no smoke, ash, or anything. It simply ceased to exist.

“Now, the only one that could survive that would be either Kajeenith or his brats. The question is how the hell did he place it there?”

Morganna felt as if it was staring her right in her face. She thought carefully about everything she had seen so far. Suddenly it struck her.

“Hey, head back out and grab the Deity Sword. You can steal Kajeenith’s ability and reach in and take it.”

"In addition to the void gods, Agrinja studied and masterd Void Magic. Its possible he helped Xos." Rahegalhoff said.

After they went and retrieved the sword...

Rahegalhoff reached through the Void, and retrieved the Orb.

He noticed his hand had turned Pale white, and his armor became Black Leather in The Void.

"What is it with Void gods and their facination with Pale white skin and Black Leather? I think they need Counceling." Rahegalhoff said. Of course, Raggy knew that statement was a really big understatement.

He put the Diety Blade back, and they left the Reality.

"Yeah, I think they must be Goths. At least they dress the type."

Morganna followed him out of the Reality and was relieved when her senses returned to her. Being forced to experience the last Reality through a human's senses was, in a word, claustrophobic.

“What’s next?”

"Yeah, I think they must be Goths. At least they dress the type."

Morganna followed him out of the Reality and was relieved when her senses returned to her. Being forced to experience the last Reality through a human's senses was, in a word, claustrophobic.

“What’s next?”

"Just understand Dimensia Harmonia." xos said.

He put the smaller orb in the bigger orb, and it sank into his skin.

He took them out to a wide grassy plain.

Then he he cast a spell like he was shifting Dimensions.

He seemed to both go into Subspace and superspace at the same time, thus going nowhere. As he dragged Rahegalhoff and Morganna along with him, they saw all solid matter shake to pieces, including each other. there was nothing left, but energy.

they had entered Dimensia Harmonia, the place between Dimensions.

Morganna saw, and she heard. The Ri-anese sunrise, it sounded beautiful. Rahegalhoff seemed to be humming, and it produced a visual effect, like that of a flying bird.

Though Ta'nar could not hear, because she was here, she could. There was absolutly no diffrence between sight and sound, and everything was sweet mallable energy. At will she could change what she saw. Xos and Rahegalhoff existed in the same manner she did, and they saw her for what she truely was beyond what she projected, but niether reacted in horror or fear, for they liked her for who she was, and that was as true as friendship could get.

Xos waved a hand and they were on an Asteroid looking at a great gaping hole in the center of the milky Way.

"There is is. there it truely is. If you can figure out how to bypass a massive gravitational field, which is felt even here, you can find Omni's heart. I know how to do it, but I will not tell you. If I did, you wouldn't truely understand it for yourself. No, you must figure out the riddle, so that you can completly understand the secret."

The Orb is about to wear out. As the key is together longer, we will be able to be here, longer." Xos said.

The three of them felt the equivalent of a rough shove, and then they really were on an asteroid in the middle of space. Rahegalhoff snapped his visor down, and his suit generated air.

OOC: I'm sorry, but I don't think its possible to describe completly the beauty and magnificence of Dimensia Harmonia, without using a Cliche like Paradise. I hope you understand what I'm trying to get at, with it's description.

“Well, if I could call one of our ships, the passage through the barrier would be quite simple. The Mirage Drive gets stronger with gravity. If it wasn’t for the benefit, when one of the wormholes accidently snaps into a black hole, the ships would be destroyed. Using magic, I am not aware of a shell that can cause the body to ignore such a large source of gravity. Even magic has its limits. Psionics are also lumped into the same category.”

Morganna looked over at her two companions.

“Do you have any ideas?”

“Well, if I could call one of our ships, the passage through the barrier would be quite simple. The Mirage Drive gets stronger with gravity. If it wasn’t for the benefit, when one of the wormholes accidently snaps into a black hole, the ships would be destroyed. Using magic, I am not aware of a shell that can cause the body to ignore such a large source of gravity. Even magic has its limits. Psionics are also lumped into the same category.”

Morganna looked over at her two companions.

“Do you have any ideas?”

"If your ships can shift into Subspace and Superspace, I'll give you a Key to Dimensia Harmonia when its strong enough. There's a way using Magiscience, The blend of magic and science, to build this into a ship to allow it, and all its occupants to shift into Dimensia Harmonia, or, i could open a gateway, permanently. But only when it, and I, was strong enough." Xos said.

5 days later.....

The Global Galactic Defense Organization had for 3 weeks been in a state of panic. Rather, most of civilization was. The idea of one man coming and destroying three planets singlehandedly was, understandably, unnerving.
Plans had been made, weapons had been readied.
And on the planet Xenian, the news was heard first at the National Security Deposit.
"The one with red eyes- he's here."
The captain, a grizzled veteran of 50 smiled. He had guessed that this.... thing would head here, judging from his pattern. Now it was time to see if he could be stopped.
"Where is he?"
"Off the city of New Houston. He has just entered on foot. Seems to be quiet for now."
"Ready battle stations. MEN, WE HAVE A DEMON TO KILL!!!"

Sirens went off in New Houston, and Nekaru looked up from the road he been walking. A car behind him skidded. It appeared as if it would slam into him....
and slammed into a barrier of air.
Nekaru watched the debris fly past him and smiled.
"So let the battle begin......."

Morganna sighed and shook her head.

"The problem is we have never used Subspace. It is opposite to our entire technology base. You will not find any ship in the entire Empire that has those capabilities. Not even experimental ships."

"We know a little about it and we know several cultures in the known galaxies as well as several other planes have their FTL and Comm systems based upon their properties but we were not interested in it because there was no way of locating the Overlords in Subspace. Subspace only connects the different parts of the dimension it is part of to the same origional dimension. Each dimension has its own Subspace so you cannot use it to travel to different dimensions. The Overlords are from a different dimension so our interest was in finding ways to travel to them. Subspace is nothing but a dead end as far as that goes.”

“It’s a good shortcut but it is worthless to us. We could never use it to find our home.”

Morganna sighed and shook her head.

"The problem is we have never used Subspace. It is opposite to our entire technology base. You will not find any ship in the entire Empire that has those capabilities. Not even experimental ships."

"We know a little about it and we know several cultures in the known galaxies as well as several other planes have their FTL and Comm systems based upon their properties but we were not interested in it because there was no way of locating the Overlords in Subspace. Subspace only connects the different parts of the dimension it is part of to the same origional dimension. Each dimension has its own Subspace so you cannot use it to travel to different dimensions. The Overlords are from a different dimension so our interest was in finding ways to travel to them. Subspace is nothing but a dead end as far as that goes.”

“It’s a good shortcut but it is worthless to us. We could never use it to find our home.”

"I see. Well, then I'll just give you a key peronally, when this one is strong enough to be replicated. Let you find your own ways there." Xos said.

"I see, thanks. How long will it take to recharge and how should I use it?"

Morganna was not pleased with his "better than you" attitude but she chose to ignore his tone. Things were too important than to let attitudes get in the way.

"I see, thanks. How long will it take to recharge and how should I use it?"

Morganna was not pleased with his "better than you" attitude but she chose to ignore his tone. Things were too important than to let attitudes get in the way.

"Use a Dimensional shift spell like you normally would. The key forces you into Dimensia Harmonia. It allows you to exist there as long as you like. Since DH is the space inbetween Dimensions, Ships have to be able to travel to both Subspace and Superspace. You can't just go in one direction, you'll be above it or below it, depending on which way you go. Ability to go eitherway, in effect, traps you in the one dimension, and the Key is what causes this, but your ship is still going through a Dimensional shift. The stress and opposing forces, force your ship just outside a Dimension, and into DH.

A Caster, like us, just uses a normal Dimensional shift spell, and I suspect, as a dimensional being yourself, it'll be even easier, almost like Raggy having the key to a door, except he'll have to rely on a mage to help him get there, or Omni.

Anyways, there is no Recharge time. It just needs to grow in power and strength, because its been seperated for so long. About half of one standerd Earth Year. I imagine the Replicated Keys I pull out of it, will need a similar length of time, to establish their own individual force. Any more questions?" Xos asked.

"What!"

Morganna couldn't believe her "ears".

"Six months? Do you have any idea how much damage the Brats can do in that time? There has to be a faster way."

"What!"

Morganna couldn't believe her "ears".

"Six months? Do you have any idea how much damage the Brats can do in that time? There has to be a faster way."

"But you were there, didn't you know? Their Gone, only two survived,. One became Kajeenith, one became erafraW, and they rejoined into Omega. Omega and Alpha rejoined to Yore. I sent Yore on a fools errand to keep him peacefully busy incase Kajeenith has complete control over Yore. The only thing left to do is wait for the right time for all this to finish out." Xos said.

OOC: Because all there is left at this point, is done in My Final Thread.

Oh sure Kajeenith will rear his ugly head again and cause some minor trouble, but really, he's building to the final Showdown in The Dimensia Harmonia.

As alarms sounded, giant ships seemed to fly out of their hangars and patrol the resulting sky. Soldiers, their faces unseen behind the composite armor they sheltered their frail bodies in, and drones with shapes of spiders skittered across the sky, surrounding the figure wearing the black and red cloak.

It looked a little overwhelming- the tiny figure was obviously surrounded and in a major crossfire zone, but no precautions were taken for one who had annihltaed life on three planets.
The warnings ended, there was dead silence as no one made an action. The cawing of a foreign bird could be heard, and there was dead silence.
Nekaru looked up into the dead skies, where mammoth battleships could be heard. He smiled, and raised his arms.

Um, Ri-an?
Are you done with this thread? Like your story with Balrogga and all that?

Um, Ri-an?
Are you done with this thread? Like your story with Balrogga and all that?

I'm done with my part with Balrogga. Was there something further you wanted to do on your part? Possibly some interactions with my dark characters or something?

Well, I'd like to have a question: I have yet to see you ever talk about a God of Death. Do you have one? Because well, in my perspective, Nekaru's eyes are not his, persay. He made a little deal with a Deathgod for them. And now I want him to talk to him again.

Well, I'd like to have a question: I have yet to see you ever talk about a God of Death. Do you have one? Because well, in my perspective, Nekaru's eyes are not his, persay. He made a little deal with a Deathgod for them. And now I want him to talk to him again.

I use The grim Reaper, in the classic sense. Black Robes, Scyth the usual.

However, I transcended beyond Death, as Death is still another state of existing. Thus I use Kajeenith more or less for the permanent removal of something. Him and his void.

Other than that, I would have to say, the grim Reaper. Why you want me to RP the reaper? I have done it before as Warhaven.

Well, I'd like to have a question: I have yet to see you ever talk about a God of Death. Do you have one? Because well, in my perspective, Nekaru's eyes are not his, persay. He made a little deal with a Deathgod for them. And now I want him to talk to him again.

I think what he meant by Death God is from the Death Note Anime (Wiki here (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_Note)) and not anything like an actual deity.

If you haven't seen it, I suggest you check it out as well as the two full length movies released within the last year (June for Death Note and I think November for Death Note: Final Name).

They kick ass.


So... how many years did you give up for your Eyes? I know the trade is half of what you had left but I was wondering what that was. I know your life wasn't extended because you want to talk to him again meaning he didn't die to extend it. When I first found Death Note I considered incorperating it into my nation but it really didn't fit so I decided not to.

Oh, Morganna's name would show but there would be no time associated with her name because she evolved out of her mortal shell more than eleven centuries ago. Just letting you know before you dig out your book.

Speaking of book, shouldn't you have him following you around if you still have it but if you didn't then you would have lost your "gift" like the girl did in the second movie until she touched the book again and made a second deal for another half. You should assume your Shinigami is still around for flavor. Make people wonder who you are talking to. It would be funny.


If I am wrong with the assumption that you are not referring to the Death Note Death Gods then ignore this post and I will delete it after Ri-an has a chance to decide if he will check it out for his entertainment.

Well, you're sort of right. I did borrow the whole "trade something for special eyes" from Deathnote- but what I trade and the eyes are quite a bit different. (If you want to know, I based them loosely off the Mangekyou Sharingan from Naruto, but there's some differences)


Ri-an, I don't need you to RP the Deathgod. I just wanted to know if I could do something where Nekaru talks to him. However, since the world as you imagine it is quite different from mine idea's, I wanted to know what you think.

Bal: I'll look into it.

Demon 666: By all means, have Nekaru talk to his dieties. Imagine him however you want. Just remember, there is no such thing as Stronger then or as strong as, or almost as strong as, or anywhere near as strong as The Omnisource. Not even Yore and his four identites are that strong. Not even with warhaven.

Also, every god knows what's up with Yore and his identities. Despite any outward attitude they might show, deep down inside, they all know Kajeenith's the biggest threat. Few entites would want to get caught in the crossfire when it comes down to the final showdowj between the forces of Yore, and the Avatar led forces of Creation. Me and Bal decided awhile back The Final Ultimate showdown would be between Beldragos and Kajeenith, which is why Dimensia Harmonia. Its the one place they will be absolutly equal in every way.

OOC: Allright then, Thank you, Ri-an.
IC:
It had been three weeks since the battle since the battle on the planets, and it seemed that humanity had won. Though Nekaru had badly devastated the planet, killing millions, there was a shot from a plasma cannon that was said to have fried him. However, the body could not be found, but the fact that he appeared to have vanished was a true sign of happiness.

But the truth was Nekaru had teleported. It was to a place outside space or time, to a realm of total whiteness. There was almost nothing there, except for what appeared to be a large creature chained to a desk.
This creature was chained to the desk, writing names into a ledger, always writing. He had five eyes, and while they appeared a great similarty between Nekaru's and his, they seemed slightly different, though no one could say how.

Hunched over the desk, the Deathgod didn't even see Nekaru walk and look up to him, and smile.
"Hello, old man."

The Deathgod stopped abruptly, looked down, and frowned.
"It's been 500 years since you've seen me. What do you want now?"
Nekaru frowned in irritation.
"You shafted me in that deal, old man. These aren't your eyes- these are copies of your eyes. I paid you 10,000 souls when you needed them badly in exchange for your eyes and your promise never to write my name in that notebook until I die from my own creation! And you gave me fakes!"
The God chuckled,
"Well, you've been saved by them many a time, haven't you? And why should I give you the real thing?"
"Because for two reasons. First, I've paid you now billions upon billions of souls in the last few days, and secondly-"
Nekaru reached inside his cloak and pulled out- a lemon.
"This."
"What? Give that to me!"
The Deathgod's eyes shone in greed, and he reached for the lemon, but Nekaru pulled his hand back, and the Deathgod was restrained by the chain.
"Ah , ah, ah! I know you haven't had one- real lemons are hard to come by here. But after all, it isn't just one lemon."
Nekaru waved his hands, and three trees stocked of lemons crashed on the ground, just out of the God's reach.

'Well, I could just leave and keep them here out of your reach, you know. Or perhaps you give me the real eyes, as opposed to the fake ones?"
"Allright, allright, but give me the fake ones in exchange."
The Deathgod waved a hand over Nekaru's eyes, and immeadiately they changed. Now they looked exactly, like, well, three of the God's eyes at this point.
"Now thank you, good sir. Here you go."
With these words, Nekaru gave him the lemons, and prepared to leave.

But as he was about to activate the teleportation spell, the Deathgod called out to him.
"I know you're working with Kajeenth, Nekaru. And I also know fully well that you plan to kill him yourself. But know this, Nekaru- no matter how powerful your eyes become, nor how long you look to become the most powerful, you will never kill him. He is beyond you- and yes, Ariel, he is beyond you too.
And remember the last part of that deal, Nekaru- when you lie dying, when you lie cursing the world for your failures, I will not save you. Rather, I will be the one that kills you, for at that point, your name will go on this ledger. And for your power, you will be helpless. Not even Amateratsu and Ariel will be able to save you at that point, and you will die cursing the universe.
That is the only fate of your dreams, Nekaru. I do not warn to turn aside- I merely fortell."

Nekaru turned and looked the God.


"Well, then. We'll see if the words of an old man will come true. For no matter what, I will succeed."

And with that, he left this world. It would be the last time that Nekaru would ever see the Deathgod again.

OOC: OK, I'm done with Nekaru in this thread. That's it for me.

OOC:

Cool ending.