06-30-2017, 01:38 PM
The king of destruction didn’t expect this to be a fake shoreline, another pseudo-island or whatever but when he’d breached just over the marshy moor he saw that there was a lot more water he’d have to wade through.
Gildarts groaned and swept his muddy hand through his sludge coated hair. “S-seriously?”
Ugh you are still speaking in that stutter? It makes you appear weak and foolish, quit it, you concussed imbecile.
What a jerk! Gildarts thought back to her, though stumbling with effort as he did so, Malefactor, you’re cruel. I-I can’t help it if my brain glitches from head trauma I received from battle, something you can’t ever do. If you could tone it down a notch, I feel a bit hungover and your loud voice sounds like dreadful opera music.
Grrrr…. she seethed, Gildarts you ought to respect me, I remember when you fought against Volvalgia and accepted my help, I fought with you then, did I not? I’m a ticking time bomb inside your mind, dangerous, deadly, horrific, destructive, all the sweet liberties you deny yourself. Don’t you care, Clive, that we could take over the entire Omniverse? [i]Together we would be unstoppable, more powerful than Camelot and Coruscant combined. All you have to do is give in, and I can give you exactly what you need… When we get back…[/i]
“Yer a d-demon,” Gildarts slurred, she was so similar to Lucifer himself, from the stories he had heard about in the Omniverse about the mythical heaven and hell, and the place where we humans lurked, the in-between. Of course, everyone had their own story of religion, their own God, Gods, or beliefs of none at all. Gildarts had but a small grasp on what his large reality should look like, what his life was for. He’d died and woke up again the next day like it was some sort of dream.
And then there was Omni.
What did it all mean?
Gildarts fished through his bag and grabbed himself a drink.
Gildarts groaned and swept his muddy hand through his sludge coated hair. “S-seriously?”
Ugh you are still speaking in that stutter? It makes you appear weak and foolish, quit it, you concussed imbecile.
What a jerk! Gildarts thought back to her, though stumbling with effort as he did so, Malefactor, you’re cruel. I-I can’t help it if my brain glitches from head trauma I received from battle, something you can’t ever do. If you could tone it down a notch, I feel a bit hungover and your loud voice sounds like dreadful opera music.
Grrrr…. she seethed, Gildarts you ought to respect me, I remember when you fought against Volvalgia and accepted my help, I fought with you then, did I not? I’m a ticking time bomb inside your mind, dangerous, deadly, horrific, destructive, all the sweet liberties you deny yourself. Don’t you care, Clive, that we could take over the entire Omniverse? [i]Together we would be unstoppable, more powerful than Camelot and Coruscant combined. All you have to do is give in, and I can give you exactly what you need… When we get back…[/i]
“Yer a d-demon,” Gildarts slurred, she was so similar to Lucifer himself, from the stories he had heard about in the Omniverse about the mythical heaven and hell, and the place where we humans lurked, the in-between. Of course, everyone had their own story of religion, their own God, Gods, or beliefs of none at all. Gildarts had but a small grasp on what his large reality should look like, what his life was for. He’d died and woke up again the next day like it was some sort of dream.
And then there was Omni.
What did it all mean?
Gildarts fished through his bag and grabbed himself a drink.
Quote:D10 to D6 Gildarts drinks x4 elixirs, restoring his SP to 9/11
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