03-21-2016, 02:54 PM
First comes destruction...
“Foul beast! I shall put you down!” Ferris was unfazed by the transformation of Harbinger, rushing forwards. With burst of speed she dodges an array of attack, just barely, a yellow image of a fist flying past her shoulder, a ball of green fire whizzing under her and she vaulted off her sword, flying through the air,calculating each move.
She was graceful as she approached the abomination That stood before her, foolish yet brave in her attempt to take it out as soon as it was born. Her eyes burned with intensity and a flame that sought justice. It did not matter that this being was crushing a past traitor. It had gone too far.
I forgive nothing...
Ryner followed up behind her, eyes on her armor that reflect bright purple hues onto the floor of the Nexus, giving the bland setting some color. His blue and white robes flowed behind him as he looked around for some aide, reading into others. The ability to burst and speed up and to jump great heights. The image of that sparked a spell in his mind. One he had forgotten back at the Graveyard. Ryner halted and raised a hand to the air, twirling his finger as he chanted the spell, red rings of enchantment swirling around his body as he activated his magic.
create nothing...
“I offer up this contract to wake the wicked spirit beast that sleeps within the Earth!”
His image gained a sparkle as he gained mobility, able to dodge the stray chunks of the nexus floor with ease as he moved about. He began to get into position to attack Harbinger along with Ferris. Their attack synchronized until in a swift moment, the beast lashed out with its own burst.
“WHAT I SEEK IS THUNDER, IZU---”
Ryner nearly tripped as he abruptly stopped. Ferris suddenly in the grasp of the demonic fusion. She struggled for but a moment as she cursed the entity, until a sudden snap echoed throughout the battleground and the Alpha Stigma’s mind.
save nothing...
The demon inside the Alpha Stigma could feel his weakness. The sense of dread and sorrow as he watched his partner and companion killed as if she was purely a nuisance to the being. Her limp body was tossed in front of him, he wrangled neck a disgusting sight in contrast to her blond hair that lay in a clump on her face. A single uncovered eye stared deadpan up at the sky, unmoving.
I just erase...
Ryner could hardly hold himself together. The small hyperion robot was nearly invisible to him as it threatened him, threats that fell upon deaf ears and a blank mind. Luckily another man interfered, taking the robot for himself. However, a storm brewed within Ryner, his eyes becoming crimson red, a slow but demonic chuckle coming from his pursed lips. The world around him seemed to freeze in focus, a silence in his mind as he lost all control.
...completely.
In an instant the chuckle became a chortle, a giggle, a hearty laugh, evolving in form until the broken man was cackling at the top of his lungs. His whole body shook from his transformation, surrounding himself in an entirely different state of mind. He was no longer Ryner Lute, he was simply an Alpha Stigma.
People die… but it doesn’t matter to you. Not anymore. Everything is yours, a toy to play with. A plaything to erase. Release. Open up. Destroy. Everything.
His hand reached down and grabbed his dead ally’s neck, gripping it tightly as he began to suck the omnilium from her lifeless body. Within seconds he has devoured her, all in the same breath as he continued to roar. Nothing was left of the girl save a few scraps of armor. Vanished from existence, devoured and destroyed, just as he would everything else.
“HARBINGER.”
His voice called out. A threat and a challenge.
“YOU SEEK TO DESTROY? I SHALL SHOW YOU TRUE DESTRUCTION AND POWER.”
He raised a finger, his crimson eyes inscribed with their blue insignia, a symbol of a bearer of cursed eyes.
“I CHALLENGE YOU AND YOUR POWER, HARBINGER. I DENY IT. YOU ARE BUT A STRAND OF WEAKLING BANDED TOGETHER BY YOU OWN STUPIDITY AND INFERIOROTY. MY BODY MAY BE WEAK, BUT I SHALL PREVAIL. AND ONCE ALL I AM FINISHED. THERE SHALL BE NOTHING LEFT. NOT EVEN I WILL STAND.”
The Alpha Stigma cocked his head, smiling ear to ear with a flashy grin. His eyes scanned and absorbed all the abilities he could. He would feed off their power. Use them for himself. Turn it against them. Their fear would fuel his motives and he will do whatever it takes to do it.
His eyes fell upon harbinger, taking in its immediate abilities. To fly and maintain its speed. An unstoppable force.
“I CALL UPON THE FEAR OF MY ENEMIES TO SUPPLY MY POWER WITH FLIGHT AND SPEED.” With the words he mimicked the abilities of the yellow flames, floating up into the air. He gave another cackle as he analyzed another. The man with the white magic.
“I OFFER MY THE BLOOD AND SACRIFICE TO CREATE TRUE DESTRUCTION.”
His body began to glow white as he hung his head. These powers. The ones from the white haired prime. They would be his best weapon. He then called upon the earlier weapon from Colonel.
“EXECUTE PROGRAM: SABER” His body gave way as his right hand reformed into the Saber, a dark red glow as he smiled, eyes wide. They would all be his tools. His weapons for destruction. With these abilities he would feel no pain, and he raised his hand with a sadistic grin.
“I must erase. All of you.”
With a swipe he cut the top four fingers of his hand off, the wounds cauterized from the burning blade as he sped forwards and flung them at the Harbinger, a tiny packed explosive with each sacrificed finger. They spread forwards and smacked against the ground beside him before erupting in white magic, though the fused Prime’s skin was taut and hard, its resilience was still tested as the being raised a hand to protect itself, growling back at the Alpha Stigma.
"You wish to test our power? So be it, fool. I show no mercy to insignificant bugs like your friend," the entity spat.
The crazed man was quickly becoming the most annoying pest out of the bunch. So loud and careless. There would be nothing left standing at the end, no matter the victor.
“Foul beast! I shall put you down!” Ferris was unfazed by the transformation of Harbinger, rushing forwards. With burst of speed she dodges an array of attack, just barely, a yellow image of a fist flying past her shoulder, a ball of green fire whizzing under her and she vaulted off her sword, flying through the air,calculating each move.
She was graceful as she approached the abomination That stood before her, foolish yet brave in her attempt to take it out as soon as it was born. Her eyes burned with intensity and a flame that sought justice. It did not matter that this being was crushing a past traitor. It had gone too far.
I forgive nothing...
Ryner followed up behind her, eyes on her armor that reflect bright purple hues onto the floor of the Nexus, giving the bland setting some color. His blue and white robes flowed behind him as he looked around for some aide, reading into others. The ability to burst and speed up and to jump great heights. The image of that sparked a spell in his mind. One he had forgotten back at the Graveyard. Ryner halted and raised a hand to the air, twirling his finger as he chanted the spell, red rings of enchantment swirling around his body as he activated his magic.
create nothing...
“I offer up this contract to wake the wicked spirit beast that sleeps within the Earth!”
His image gained a sparkle as he gained mobility, able to dodge the stray chunks of the nexus floor with ease as he moved about. He began to get into position to attack Harbinger along with Ferris. Their attack synchronized until in a swift moment, the beast lashed out with its own burst.
“WHAT I SEEK IS THUNDER, IZU---”
Ryner nearly tripped as he abruptly stopped. Ferris suddenly in the grasp of the demonic fusion. She struggled for but a moment as she cursed the entity, until a sudden snap echoed throughout the battleground and the Alpha Stigma’s mind.
save nothing...
The demon inside the Alpha Stigma could feel his weakness. The sense of dread and sorrow as he watched his partner and companion killed as if she was purely a nuisance to the being. Her limp body was tossed in front of him, he wrangled neck a disgusting sight in contrast to her blond hair that lay in a clump on her face. A single uncovered eye stared deadpan up at the sky, unmoving.
I just erase...
Ryner could hardly hold himself together. The small hyperion robot was nearly invisible to him as it threatened him, threats that fell upon deaf ears and a blank mind. Luckily another man interfered, taking the robot for himself. However, a storm brewed within Ryner, his eyes becoming crimson red, a slow but demonic chuckle coming from his pursed lips. The world around him seemed to freeze in focus, a silence in his mind as he lost all control.
...completely.
In an instant the chuckle became a chortle, a giggle, a hearty laugh, evolving in form until the broken man was cackling at the top of his lungs. His whole body shook from his transformation, surrounding himself in an entirely different state of mind. He was no longer Ryner Lute, he was simply an Alpha Stigma.
People die… but it doesn’t matter to you. Not anymore. Everything is yours, a toy to play with. A plaything to erase. Release. Open up. Destroy. Everything.
His hand reached down and grabbed his dead ally’s neck, gripping it tightly as he began to suck the omnilium from her lifeless body. Within seconds he has devoured her, all in the same breath as he continued to roar. Nothing was left of the girl save a few scraps of armor. Vanished from existence, devoured and destroyed, just as he would everything else.
“HARBINGER.”
His voice called out. A threat and a challenge.
“YOU SEEK TO DESTROY? I SHALL SHOW YOU TRUE DESTRUCTION AND POWER.”
He raised a finger, his crimson eyes inscribed with their blue insignia, a symbol of a bearer of cursed eyes.
“I CHALLENGE YOU AND YOUR POWER, HARBINGER. I DENY IT. YOU ARE BUT A STRAND OF WEAKLING BANDED TOGETHER BY YOU OWN STUPIDITY AND INFERIOROTY. MY BODY MAY BE WEAK, BUT I SHALL PREVAIL. AND ONCE ALL I AM FINISHED. THERE SHALL BE NOTHING LEFT. NOT EVEN I WILL STAND.”
The Alpha Stigma cocked his head, smiling ear to ear with a flashy grin. His eyes scanned and absorbed all the abilities he could. He would feed off their power. Use them for himself. Turn it against them. Their fear would fuel his motives and he will do whatever it takes to do it.
His eyes fell upon harbinger, taking in its immediate abilities. To fly and maintain its speed. An unstoppable force.
“I CALL UPON THE FEAR OF MY ENEMIES TO SUPPLY MY POWER WITH FLIGHT AND SPEED.” With the words he mimicked the abilities of the yellow flames, floating up into the air. He gave another cackle as he analyzed another. The man with the white magic.
“I OFFER MY THE BLOOD AND SACRIFICE TO CREATE TRUE DESTRUCTION.”
His body began to glow white as he hung his head. These powers. The ones from the white haired prime. They would be his best weapon. He then called upon the earlier weapon from Colonel.
“EXECUTE PROGRAM: SABER” His body gave way as his right hand reformed into the Saber, a dark red glow as he smiled, eyes wide. They would all be his tools. His weapons for destruction. With these abilities he would feel no pain, and he raised his hand with a sadistic grin.
“I must erase. All of you.”
With a swipe he cut the top four fingers of his hand off, the wounds cauterized from the burning blade as he sped forwards and flung them at the Harbinger, a tiny packed explosive with each sacrificed finger. They spread forwards and smacked against the ground beside him before erupting in white magic, though the fused Prime’s skin was taut and hard, its resilience was still tested as the being raised a hand to protect itself, growling back at the Alpha Stigma.
"You wish to test our power? So be it, fool. I show no mercy to insignificant bugs like your friend," the entity spat.
The crazed man was quickly becoming the most annoying pest out of the bunch. So loud and careless. There would be nothing left standing at the end, no matter the victor.
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