10-05-2015, 03:28 PM
"Woah! Axorn, ease off... we're not alone here!" She replied at his first words and backed away from the surprise. She waved to Dawnika to get her attention so she would join back up with them, although the two dragons already stuck out fairly much within the crowd, then she looked back to Axorn. "Millions of years, you say, yet the story is told on? I can hardly believe that... but regardless. I doubt that you're getting the right person, Axorn."
She passed a hand through her hair, ruffling it up a bit as she thought how she would best explain this. "Damnit... you should have been there when I explained the details to Dawnika. But, uh... I highly doubt that the Lotziidu you speak about and me are one and the same, Axorn, as flattered as I am by the idea. The millions of years should've tipped you off, there's no way a legend can survive that long. And besides that... I "vanished" in the midst of the Dragonhunts, when the dragonhunters went out killing every dragon they could find, including me. Because I am a demon I cannot be permanently killed, my body simply is destroyed and reshapes in Hell after a time... yet when I resurfaced I could not do much to stop the unstoppable tide of men, weak as they may be by themselves, when they fought as hundreds or thousands against me alone. When the last dragons either had abandoned Ilan or were slain and I was the only one remaining, I faked my last death as being permanent and went into seclusion as a hermit.
The title I earned before that, before the Dragonhunts began, because I made contracts to get souls. "Great Soul Devourer" is what the nickname means... it could literally have been any demon with a high soul count. I only stuck out because of my looks, which are hard to forget when most demons are humanlikes. But I am certain that there have been dozens, if not hundreds, of demons much stronger than I which have fulfilled many more contracts and devoured many more souls." She explained.
After having finished her little... rant, something came to her mind which she voiced immediately as well. "However... if you know that name and you speak the same language, it may indeed be plausible that we are from the same world, be it millions or only hundreds of years apart. Unless there have been dimensional exchanges where people from your world taught us your language or vice versa... And this Omniverse has some weird rules about time, I found out that much, so your theory about us being here and alive at the same times although we come from entirely separated aeons would make sense." She rubbed her forehead, the sudden intake of information making her feel dizzy. "You'd have to tell me more about your homeland though, about... stories, geography and whatnot. Perhaps we can find similitudes in each other's lores to confirm your theory. After the battle."
Only then did she turn to Dawnika, offering an excusing smile. "I'm sorry about that... I guess we all signed up though. And I see you're already starting to get into the local fashion?" She added with a grin.
She passed a hand through her hair, ruffling it up a bit as she thought how she would best explain this. "Damnit... you should have been there when I explained the details to Dawnika. But, uh... I highly doubt that the Lotziidu you speak about and me are one and the same, Axorn, as flattered as I am by the idea. The millions of years should've tipped you off, there's no way a legend can survive that long. And besides that... I "vanished" in the midst of the Dragonhunts, when the dragonhunters went out killing every dragon they could find, including me. Because I am a demon I cannot be permanently killed, my body simply is destroyed and reshapes in Hell after a time... yet when I resurfaced I could not do much to stop the unstoppable tide of men, weak as they may be by themselves, when they fought as hundreds or thousands against me alone. When the last dragons either had abandoned Ilan or were slain and I was the only one remaining, I faked my last death as being permanent and went into seclusion as a hermit.
The title I earned before that, before the Dragonhunts began, because I made contracts to get souls. "Great Soul Devourer" is what the nickname means... it could literally have been any demon with a high soul count. I only stuck out because of my looks, which are hard to forget when most demons are humanlikes. But I am certain that there have been dozens, if not hundreds, of demons much stronger than I which have fulfilled many more contracts and devoured many more souls." She explained.
After having finished her little... rant, something came to her mind which she voiced immediately as well. "However... if you know that name and you speak the same language, it may indeed be plausible that we are from the same world, be it millions or only hundreds of years apart. Unless there have been dimensional exchanges where people from your world taught us your language or vice versa... And this Omniverse has some weird rules about time, I found out that much, so your theory about us being here and alive at the same times although we come from entirely separated aeons would make sense." She rubbed her forehead, the sudden intake of information making her feel dizzy. "You'd have to tell me more about your homeland though, about... stories, geography and whatnot. Perhaps we can find similitudes in each other's lores to confirm your theory. After the battle."
Only then did she turn to Dawnika, offering an excusing smile. "I'm sorry about that... I guess we all signed up though. And I see you're already starting to get into the local fashion?" She added with a grin.
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