Omni Archive - Camelot

A story of a Crimsonheart

Fri, 10 Aug 2018 21:47:56 +0000

Revan had once more returned to the peaceful tranquility that seemed to make up the civilised lands of this nostalgia inducing verse. The grass was green and the red maple trees blossomed bright in the soft sun.
Massive spires were raised high into the sky, their tips coloured a bright red that matched the surrounding foliage. Revan had been travelling with a caravan of levies that had been raised from this county. The soldiers here were clad in red instead of the blue that had adorned the soldiers assisting the reclaiming of Midred.
Crossing a stone bridge he approached a large gate guarded by spearmen who quickly stepped aside as the wooden defences opened wide revealingly the hustling busy activity inside.

Soldiers stood guard at key points around the courtyard, others raced around in noble clothing dodging and weaving between marching troops. The soldiers Revan followed moved through the courtyard past armoured knights to the far back.

“Follow us.” said a Sergeant leading Revan forward toward more ornate painted glass doors.

Inside an empty throne at the far back of a hall awaited their arrival with the Sergeant and his men pushing past him to hurriedly make their way towards the chair. Revan walked in slowly, his cape swaying steadily behind him as he made his way behind the levies to their intended destination coming to a stop a few metres from the throne.

A man came out dressed in black silk and looked over the group before his eyes landed on Revan, he held his gaze causing Revan to feel a bit uncomfortable before the man broke the gaze and opened his mouth. “Lady Oviah Crimsonheart comes to speak with you.”

Revan waited a few extra patient moments before finally Oviah stepped out from the side entrance, a youthful child with a white flowing dress that brushed along the hard wooden floor made her way toward her red and black throne. The girl did her best to adjust herself in the overly large chair, her eyes were red and one could easily tell she had been in tears a moment earlier.

“Who are you?” she asked Revan immediately.

“I am Revan Noctis, I’m a Prime that fought with your forces at Midred.” Revan had a sinking feeling as he remembered the name Crimsonheart.

“I am told my father perished facing a large dragon, a dragon which I am also told you were the one to slay.” the girl spoke calmly and Revan had to admit the girl was quite skilled at keeping her composure.

“Your father saved my life, and the lives of many good people, I at the time must confess that I did not know what a dragon even was.”

“Why have you come here?” she asked next demanding an answer.

“The kingdom military forces were needed to make repairs, I was leaving anyway and chose to volunteer to deliver condolences.”

“Tell me what will you do now?” she inquired treating him as if he were suspicious.

“Well I’m not so sure, I had hoped to stay here awhile.” Revan answered truthfully not really knowing what his path was from here.

“Leave.” she said to the Sergeant.

With a bow the Sergeant and his men began walking back down the hall toward the exit. The lady Oviah looked at Revan with a hint of what he hoped was simple curiosity.

“Revan, I wish for you to become my personal bodyguard” she said calmly waiting and watching for a reaction.

Revan for a moment froze, he had memories of his time spent protecting the King that he once served, defending from the many threats that a feudal world offered. Since coming here he had thought the days of being bound to nobles were over but here was this girl asking him to once more take up his sword in her name.

“I’m unsure how to respond.” Revan said considering the offer.

“You misunderstand, I am commanding you to become my new bodyguard!”

“I’m sorry?” Revan asked noticing the girl raise her voice.

“To make up for my fathers passing you will serve me until I feel I have no further need of you.” the girl got up from her throne and stepped toward him.

“Or you can rot in the dungeon for the rest of your existence.”

This girl was truly threatening him, he had felt sorry for her a moment ago but that pity had been replaced with a feeling of a burning anger. He could have drawn his sword right there but looking back into her eyes he did not see one that would follow through on her threat. He bowed his head accepting this temporary fate.

“I will offer my services to you in repentance for your fathers untimely passing.” Revan figured the kingdom had to be fairly safe after all.

An old woman in a grey dress hunched forward gripping tightly a bright lamp as she climbed the winding stairs of one of the towers. Revan continued following her down one of the corridors that lead to a large wooden door.

“This will be your room, it hasn’t been cleaned in a long time but you should find it has everything you could possibly want for a man in a position such as yourself.” the old woman said turning around and slowly making her way back.

Revan grasped once more a large brass key and entered it into the keyhole giving it a turn. The door created open as a cloud of dust blew over him causing him to hackle a few times as he entered. Inside was a basic dark wooden room with a small table and a bed and a chest and drawers off to the side. The blanket and pillows were a deep crimson with black markings that made him wonder if they meant something.

Shutting the door he made his way toward the bed and turned around and sat himself upon it. The bed wasn’t the most comfortable but it was better than a roll in a tent or a cell for that matter. This was where he was going to be sleeping for as long as he was in servitude to this girl named Oviah who as he understood would soon be claiming her fathers title, just as soon as the necessary officials made their way to the county.

He wondered just what threats Maple Falls would even have and how hard his work would be. He began to prepare for sleep in the strange bed that was now adopted as his own, laying down his eyes began to collapse overencumbered with the weight of the journey he had undertaken to get here. A few mere moments longer he drifted off into the black.

Ain't No Rest [Private]

Wed, 08 Aug 2018 08:32:55 +0000

The pagan moon hovered swollen and weighty in the sky, bathing the forest below in iridescent, silver moonlight. It was almost silent save for the crickets and a few lonely animal calls. The cool night air carried damp forest scents all around, lofting flickering torchbugs into the branches above. The dreamy creatures below could call the canopy it's own living night sky if they really wanted to.

A tiny hooded figure shuffled through the fragrant underbrush, carelessly causing noise. Small grubby hands picked glowing mushrooms off trees and moss from rocks with meticulous selectivity. A twisted bundle of sticks made for an exquisite tail and perch for woodland critters to laze about on. Leaf like ears poked from under the rough threaded hood, listening intently to the soothing sounds of the dark.

Twi was the name that the nymph went by. In all honesty their real name had been forgotten countless years ago, and they lived such a solitary life that it was a miracle that even they could remember some semblance of a title. They pursed their lips, pausing to count how much of each ingredient they'd gathered thus far. Twelve illumi mushrooms, five scraps of moon moss, fourteen pairs of luna moth wings- now those were a favorite of theirs to use-

An ear flicked.

What was that smell?

It was somewhat repulsive. Manufactured, fake, tanned- grossly human. Twi's large, alien eyes narrowed as they sniffed at the wind. Shifting their ingredient basket onto their back, they rapped their walking stick on the earth three times. The moss at their feet gained a subtle glow, forming a bio-luminescent pathway. The Nymph took tentative steps, worried and somewhat furious that humans were in their area of the forest. Hadn't they just recently come to an agreement to let the spirit be? Humans were always meddling and mucking about, chopping whatever tree down and uprooting growth all willy nilly. Well, this spirit wasn't going to stand by idling and tolerate such an atrocity-ee-ee...

The forest protector froze as it came upon the source of the disturbance. It's small wooden mouth popped open and hung in shock at the sight.

The ground was depressed, strange blue fluid spilled all throughout the clearing lead in trails to some sort of... human? No- It's leg was missing, and the last time Twi checked, humans didn't have blue blood or let out sparks... nor did their eyes flicker with an eerie, unnatural light. An automaton cloaked in human trappings was here? In Twi's forest?

The nymph made to move closer but stumbled backwards when she finally noticed the thing in the center of the clearing. Okay, this one was definitely a human as far as it could tell, no glowy blue ichor or ghastly flicker eyes. That, and it reeked of human and meat. With only a small bit of panic, Twi plucked several fireflies from her tail and stuffed them into her lantern, holding it up near where she guessed the head of this thing to be.

Yikes. Human, male by the looks of it, and dying at best. She put the lamp down and crouched by the man, studying his face with a morbid curiosity. She was startled out of her gaze by the automaton shuddering, lights desperately trying to fully come on. Twi glared with disdain and distrust at the thing for spooking her before returning to her observations.

He was bloody, the arm next to her was twisted unnaturally- broken. Her eyes trailed down his form, lingering over his worn leather armor. It looked like the decorative cloth parts of his outfit were shred up and threadbare from whatever it was that smooshed him into the ground. She sneered when her stare finally reached his leg; it was bent up, the leg of the wrecked automaton twisted up around it and holding it in place. The blue and red blood smeared together in purple stains on his tan skin and clothes. She lifted the lantern closer to his shattered leg. Fragmented bone shards pierced through his boots and his knee was backwards- and it stank like raw, hot bloody meat.

She wondered how long he'd laid there, on the floor of the clearing, letting bugs crawl all over him and into his open wounds. Sighing, she made to stand- the man was pointless, a lost cause from the looks of it. It'd be more merciful to kill him now than to let him suffer and bleed out. The machine was probably beyond whatever paltry repairs she could cook up as well. Her tiny paw like hand fingered her harvesting knife as she mulled over it all.

She watched his chest rise and fall with laboring effort, noticing for the first time how he was positioned. His other, far less broken, arm was outstretched, as if reaching out to the automaton. He had tried to drag himself over to it- probably before passing out from the shock and pain.

Her brows furrowed deeply. Empathy. This torn up man somehow had empathy for an unnatural machination.

Fine. Fine! She thought as she began to indignantly ruffle around in her satchel: withdrawing a mortar and pestle, a waterskin, a wineskin, several small bags of various herbs and ingredients, moon blessed smelling salts, a large square of decorated fabric and a bolt of rough hemp cloth.

With a moody scoff she took a swig of the wine, coughing at the sweetness before driving her walking stick into the ground and hanging the lamp from it. She spread the altar cloth on the leaf litter and quietly set to grinding her herbs into a salve for his cuts and wounds, and a powdery medicine for drinking. She pulled a cup from her bag and tossed the powder in, pouring wine in afterwards.

The Nymph grabbed her smelling salts, opened the pouch and thrust them under his nose. His eyes opened wide as he came to, then she was the on the receiving end of a squinty eyed stare.

“Good. You’re alive enough to actually wake up.” She clucked softly, holding the cup of wine and medicine out to him, “here, drink this. It’s medicine, might taste bitter, but it’s drink it or ultimate agony. Here’s my wineskin, chase the medicine with it until you float.” He squinted at her more.

“No, not literally,” came her exasperated response. “It’s not magical wine, this will all just be easier if you’re drunk. I’m going to set your bones.”

“I needed to be awake for this?” The injured man quipped with rhetoric.

“I like to see reactions when I do this. Also helps to know you’re not beyond all hope, now hush and get to drinking. You can move your neck fine, right?” He grimaced, obviously struggling to hold his head up in his worn state. She cocked an irked eyebrow and kneeled, sliding her arm under his head.

He lifted the cup to his mouth with his good hand, shuddering at the taste of the tart medicine. The wine did little to help. “What are you?”

“Ack- I’m... Mmm. I’m a Nymph. A forest spirit. You seemed to have crash landed in my home and I don’t really appreciate that all too much. What with all the blood and nasty smells. You people do know how much leather stinks, right? Almost as much as raw meat does, and you reek of both.” She plucked the cup from his hand and pushed the wineskin into its place.

He took a swig. “Not that I don’t appreciate this but if you have so much disdain for my kind, then why bother helping me?”

She huffed. “It’s complicated, but if you must know it’s because even mangled and half dead you have a trait I don’t see enough in ‘your kind’. Now hurry up and drink, the wine and medicine will dull a lot of the pain. When I get done patching you up, we can drag your automaton back to my house and you can work whatever hocus pocus on it that you want while you rest.”

“Iris!” The broken man jolted upright, startling the poor nymph half to death. And I thought he was gonna be the dead one by the end of the night. With a sort of frenzied panic and confusion he whipped his head back and forth looking for the android. It was off to his right, slumped against a tree. Very much to Twi’s own shock and panic, he started dragging himself along the ground with his two good limbs.

“Hey!! Stop that! I just barely got you back to a half living state- your leg is nearly torn in half, and you’re dragging your open wound through the dirt and bloody maggot mud!” She grasped at his hood and tugged back, “please sit still! I’ll go grab your automaton, just stay still and stop making things worse!”

He complied and rolled over onto his back before groaning in pain as his burst of adrenaline wore off. Twi scampered over to the android, finally able to get a decent look at the creation. It certainly didn’t smell anywhere near as bad as people did at least. It looked like a woman, long white hair and incredibly milky skin complexion. Blue liquid dripped lazily from the corners of its mouth, and it’s glassy eyes stared blankly, azure mechanical irises constantly focusing and defocusing on some unknown point.

The Nymph grabbed it under the shoulders and drug it towards her... patient, if one could call him that.

“Now, let me just get to setting those bones back into place before some ‘medical professional’ decides to saw them off. This should only hurt... well, let’s hope not too much.”

One Demon vs The Crossed

Mon, 30 Jul 2018 07:12:51 +0000

One more thing before the demon considers marriage, but this works both ways a double marriage. Tyson loved two vampires and they loved him wanting to be with him, meaning he'll need to be stronger. He managed to obtain some of his skills back, but in this weird universe, it wasn't the same things have changed. Meaning it might require more adventuring to discover what his strengths and weaknesses are then making a proper skill set for himself. So it was decided, To continue doing final adventure before returning back to Lilith's family, Tyson was hoping for another rescue mission. After saving that girl Rachel from that holy cult wasn't easy, however that woman managed to let them both leave but gave him a warning. Discovering that Rachel was a vampire still returning her back to her family was heartwarming watching a family getting back together. But it could lead to a problem should that vampire start biting people, yet the job was done no reason to pursue it any further or bother the family it was their problem now.

Maybe the demon should have done more, but it wasn't his place and also the rescuer was paid into finding the child giving his word into her safe return. A missing person case was solved still a rescue mission wasn't his cup of tea, wanting more of a challenge to satisfy his dark ego.

Hoping to find someone that would give me a great everlasting adventure, Tyson heard the reports of any virus infecting some people south of Camelot. This was something that might be worth his time a virus maybe they'll have some cure to it and the worse would be over.

Started heading South on horseback making some good time for a two-hour ride. Heading into town, Tyson noticed something that started sending shivers down his spine everyone was dead what the fuck happened here. Getting off his horse, The demon started hearing sounds inside the local as he opens the door, finding a bunch of teenagers eating a horse it was formed of cannibalism. But that wasn't the strangest thing upon each of their faces was a red cross-like infection... Tyson didn't know what was going on. Started walking away as one of them ripped off the horse penis and started slapping himself with it trying to see if could knock himself out.

What the fuck was wrong with them? It was like they didn't care about anything anymore, Tyson hears a car come up as the driver tells him to get inside.

Tyson gets in the car and the driver turns the wheel and the car heads far away from the infected people. What the hell was wrong with them, they're acting like zombies would but none of their skin was decaying. One of them didn't even have any clothes just wearing some human skin for pants this was insane but they seemed super deadly crazier than normal. He asked the driver about the whole situation going on in this town as the human tried explaining the whole thing. A group calling themselves "The Crossed" humans that have been infected an unknown strain of 245-Trioxin virus however they don't turn into zombies. This virus turns humans into not only cannibals, but evil killers it makes that human act purely insane. It all started with Patient Zero who was sent to the Omniverse the man was infected with major high doses of the virus, it started spreading into some local family and deaths started. Local villagers started becoming hostile killers and they started forming a group led by Dickhead Grayson which led to the birth of "The Crossed".

What person would name himself Dickhead? Tyson wanted to laugh his head off over the situation. The shocking part about it was it was true so they're called the Crossed. This crazy outbreak started with Patient Zero then if there's any sort of cure it would come from that person.

"Who are you anyway?" Tyson said.

"My name is Frank... Frank Johnson, I was supposed to become the new mayor of that village then the strange virus hit. How I know about this is because? Patient Zero came to the village about three days ago who seemed to be a wounded person. A day later, The doctors told me it was some sort of infection spread inside the patient. My wife was one of the doctors became infected suddenly the virus started infecting the villagers. I managed to escape, taking the documents from Patient Zero. They killed the patient and somehow the Omniverse brought him back. My only guess the virus was suppressed long enough for the patient to act like a human again" Frank answered.

This seemed just like a nightmare waiting to happen, the virus was about to become a threat to Camelot. Tyson knew one thing these people needed to be stopped and confront this patient zero finding some way to cure him.

He needs a few things before heading back, Frank didn't like the idea, but the demon had no choice. If this virus spreads it could harm the people that he loves the most never forgiving himself, knowing the demon could have stopped this. Tyson explained to Frank that he'll deal with these crazy people and find this infect person putting an end to this. Frank was shock, wondering how one demon was going to go up against those whack jobs what the demon will need is weapons.

Frank took him into another town getting some supplies. Tyson was concern about some deadly weapons finding a few of them because this virus might lead to them becoming zombies. A chainsaw will be needed to slash them apart plus some guns and a shotgun for ranged gore effects for blowing off the heads of those crazy bastards. Needing a whole lot of ammo and probably some gasoline for the chainsaw after about twenty minutes of shopping. He was ready, Frank thought this was suicide and this demon was going to get himself killed if anyone stood a chance it was him. Tyson took the car driving back to the village determine to end this zombie crazy nightmare, Hell taught him not to fear anything anymore. But zombies taking over that may have been something before the Omniverse, Tyson wouldn't have cared that much. Now, He had something that he had to protect and nothing would stop him it was three-hour drive back into the village "God... I've never prayed to you before. I don't deserve your forgiveness at all. No one, not even you, will remember if I was a good person or not. Why I did the things back in those times. All that matters right now... I'm willing to put my life on the line to stop this. That's what's Important! The Crossed will not harm anyone ever again. So grant me one request... Grant me Destruction! And if you don't listen, Then we are done here"

Making it back into the village getting out of the car with his weapons ready. The crazies we're planning a cannibal feast and some innocent family was the main course they needed to be stopped cure or no cure. Tyson was ready a one demon war upon these crazy zombies showing no mercy until finding this patient zero to discover what this virus was all about.

A Road Less Walked

Sun, 29 Jul 2018 00:51:40 +0000

Revan began his journey alone down the nearest highway, it was still strange that this far out there was little population, then again perhaps Draynor had just been more secluded than usual. The road kept going and a few times Revan thought he saw towns in the distance but he kept on going holding out for something unique. Taking a break Revan moved down to a nearby pond.

Sitting by the pond Revan continued to ponder what he’d do now without any real purpose, it seemed that perhaps turning back would be the smarter decision yet he enjoyed this verse and the feeling of familiarity though sometimes shattered gave him.

”Revan.” came a voice from seemingly nowhere.

”Revan, hear me.” he heard the strange voice again.

He got up from the ground and peered around him, strangely it seemed he was alone. He sat down by the pond again feeling foolish and looked into the water, looking back at him was a hooded figure on fire standing behind him. He bolted upright and drew his sword moving into a defensive position.

”Who are you!” Revan yelled his heart beating furiously.

”I have many names, but you may call me Paradai.” the figures white eyes shone like the rest of the blue, red and purple flames surrounding it.

”What do you want?” Revan asked refusing to lower his weapon.

”I want you, your fighting prowess and determination will be of great use to me, and before you ask yes there are people to save.” the figure showed a hint of amusement.

”Paradai, I’ve had enough of strange figures asking for help, who and what are you?” Revan was however curious by the man’s if that is what you could call him words.

“To put it simply I am a man of magic, sadly this magic has become so powerful it has possessed me, but my actions and words are still usually my own, does that sate your curiosity enough for now?”

“Not exactly, where are these people that need help?” Revan asked wondering how he was supposed to know where to go.

”Allow me to light you a path.” Feint blue smoke seemed to form lighting up a new pathway across the fields and through the forest.

”Of course it will take some time, but there will be rewards, and of course you will have my company and sincerest thanks.” the figure smiled as it seemingly dissipated in front of him.

”Sure, why not.” wasn’t like he had anything better to do.

Revan began walking the mysterious path and as he did he began to feel cold, looking up he saw storm clouds forming overhead, this path would almost certainly lead to danger.

Sir Neville's Flight

Wed, 18 Jul 2018 09:29:36 +0000

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(07-17-2018, 10:50 PM)Harry Potter Wrote: She breathed on the surface of the mirror, and a foggy film appeared. When it cleared, she could see the face of Sir Neville of Longbottom.

“Hello Sir Neville,” Luna said pleasantly.

“Hullo, Luna,” Sir Neville of Longbottom replied through the mirror. His face was rugged but handsome, his physique was astounding. Neville noticed Luna’s fresh wound where her eye used to be. “Been having a rough go of it?”

“I had to kill a Hermione,” she said sadly.

“Er, sorry,” said Neville, scratching the back of his head and trying not to think about the weirdness of the Omniverse.“You know, I was wondering when you were going to call me.”

“There has been a great disturbance in the Force,” Luci replied. Neville nodded gravely.

“Uh huh, yeah, I did notice something like that I think,” Neville said helpfully. “For the past year my sword has been acting rather funny. Do you know what sword I use, Luna?”

“You wield the Sword of Godric Gryffindor,” Luna replied solemnly.

“That’s right,” Neville said. “And for the past year, it’s been glowing like mad, all red and gold. Hacked up some trolls the other day, and I swear I heard it roaring.”

Luna nodded, as if this made very good sense to her.

“Then about five minutes ago, it stops,” the knight continued. “And now here you are.”

“Harry is dead,” Luna said sadly.

“Wouldn’t be the first time, eh?” Neville joked. Luna stared back at him somberly. Sir Neville sighed. “Let’s go get him, then.”

The knights shared a sad kind of smile.

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Sir Neville of Longbottom tucked his mirror back into his pack and leaned back into the cool, wet grass.

The handsome knight gazed into the black sky above him, letting the starlight wash over his scarred face for a moment. The constellations above Camelot had become more familiar to him than the ones above London.

The laughter and chatter of his company was ever present in the distance. Back at camp they sat around a bright campfire, roasting various things and getting uproariously drunk. The men and women and dwarves roasted meat and drank ale, while the elves and gnomes toasted vegetables and drank wine or cider. Among their number were great heroes.

Gorlo Ironcock loomed large around the fire, the hulking barbarian guffawing through his mutton leg.

Bobbish the gnome samurai sat less large and less boisterous, yet an aura of quiet confidence radiated from him as he sipped his sake.

Denda Lilhana grinned into her cup of raspberry wine, the elven sorceress’s eyes bright and merry.

Sir Neville’s Company boasted over a dozen of the hardest fighting men, women, elves, gnomes, and dwarves the Kingdom had to offer.

He just hoped it would be enough.

Sir Neville of Longbottom pulled himself and strolled into his encampment, to the warm greetings of his Company. A dwarf shoved a tankard of ale into his hand.

“Sir Neville!” Gorlo roared, hoisting his tankard high.

“Sir Neville!” the company roared back.

There was a silence as Sir Neville and his Company guzzled their drinks, followed by a cheer.

“Are we all fed?” Neville yelled, to scattered affirmations from the Company.

“Are we all drunk?” he asked, this time to more enthusiastic cheers.

“Then what are we waiting for?” he asked, to scattered murmurs and silence.

“Daylight?” ventured Denda, a hint of a smirk on her elven face.

Sir Neville waved his hand dismissively.

“By morning the winds will be against us,” he said, staring off across the grassy plains.

Denda looked confused. “By morning the winds will carry us east,” she said carefully. “It is our best chance of catching the ogre.”

Sir Neville did not respond for a moment, his eyes seeing something none of his company could.

“I do not think we will be tracking the ogre anymore,” Neville said flatly.

The amongst the Company grew stronger.

“We’ve been tracking that ogre for days,” said Johnny Swiftfoot, a young scout with a good eye and a dragonbone bow. “Are we just giving up on it?”

“We’ve been running around chasing our tails for days,” Neville corrected. “There is no ogre.”

More murmuring.

“It was a distraction,” Neville said bitterly. “And now I know why.”

The knight turned to face his company, his steely blue gaze boring into them.

“Tonight, we ride west.”

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Saving an Innocent

Sun, 15 Jul 2018 07:03:58 +0000

He was hoping to become stronger but still his humanity was back was just strength what he wanted. Just having a golden opportunity to start over with a new family but the demon wasn't ready to fully pursue it just yet. The benefits might be worth it but joining some vampires was that the way to go but two loving vampires to come back home to that the demon liked. Akasha was devoted to him also her sister Ashara the vampire that was saved from that damn cult that was about to kill her.

Before the demon was finally going to pop the question of marriage maybe going on one final journey wouldn't hurt maybe helping people would do him some good. Tyson was walking close to some village wondering why a woman was crying at some tavern as the demon asked what was going on. It seems some girl was kidnaped in the night by some thugs, Tyson thought about this at first this wasn't his thing rescuing people yet seeing the tears from the woman's eyes. Not really caring about any sort of reward for returning the child safe and sound this was something of a heroic method set in place.

With a deep breath, He decided into rescuing the child telling the family that she'll be brought back safe and sound and that he'll give his word. The parents gave him a picture saying that her name was Rachel, Tyson had a name and the demon leaves the village hoping to find some lead to finding the child. Maybe by doing an investigating on the house maybe he'll find some clues to finding the child going upstairs into the child bedroom still finding no clues. However, Tyson notices something on the ground it was a blood trail this wasn't good thinking that was his only lead but it was a dead end. Something else catches his attention the smell of bourbon it had by following the smell may be the demon will find the girl riding his horse. The journey took him into some underground the smell was getting stronger what does the demon discover another cult but these people were different from the last one. It was some sort of Vatican, A religious cult but what caught his attention they're preparing a sacrifice it the child being chained to some sacrificial stone. A priest started waving a sword this wasn't good...Tyson needed to act now as the demon started rushing over there stopping the priest from killing the girl. Tyson demanded to know why they wanted to kill the child as the head priest started explaining the situation about the child.

"A demon here? On the sacred ground? Rescuing that evil filth she been a problem to the village since the day she was born. She will crave evil once she commits it. Evil will and must be destroyed and order will be restored. So says the leader" High Priest said.

"You're killing the child based off that??? Using religion as some form of reasoning into killing this poor child shame on you." Tyson replied.

"You worship a legion of evil and torment upon us. A damned spawn of Satan...Why should you care about this devil child?" High Priest said.

"Every life is precious no matter what the race being of that person. Every man, woman, and child deserves the chance to be heard. All I'm asking is for one chance, please. Now please tell what's going on and maybe we can make a deal and this won't be necessary at all. What happen?" Tyson asked.

"Nothing you need to know" High Priest replied.

"I'm not so sure about this demon. He doesn't even have any form of malice within his soul. I would have sensed it and seemingly this warrior doesn't have much evil within him. Whoever you are there have been some attacks by a huge ogre monster and the creature killed some people that child was there every time. The high priest thought the ogre and the child we're connected and by killing her the creature would die eventually which might be stupid." Lady Mary said.

"Watch your tongue, Lady Mary" High Priest said.

"The child's parents are worried about her after you clowns are having some trouble with an ogre. Right now that child is under my protection now. However, I'll deal with the ogre but it my conclusion that ogre might be her friend or her brother in some weird way but the peace will be restored." Tyson said.

"What do you know about peace demon??? I think you might have something to do with this." High Priest said.

"Regardless of what my people think of you, I do believe some part of you has been purified somehow. We'll give two days into killing this ogre and if you don't the both of you will under arrest and sentenced to death." Lady Mary calmly said.

"Thank you, Ma'am," Tyson said.

The Vatican gave the location the last known whereabouts of the ogre attack, Tyson started following the big footprints. He started hearing the footsteps and then hours later the demon confronts the ogre seeing the big monster crying about something, Tyson might know what's going on here too. He calmly started talking with the creature finding out what happened it seems the ogre and kid we're good friends and there just having fun until a group of people. The thugs started harassing the girl the ogre got angry and started killing and again and again, this happened to the point of where the cult heard about it. They kidnapped the child hoping to draw out the creature, however, this was a situation they wanted to kill the ogre, Tyson didn't want to kill the creature. One good solution was the ogre never return going somewhere else hoping to find another situation but this seemed like the only option. The ogre and girl were good friends too which the demon hopefully ended the problem, Rachel hugged the ogre as a friendship goodbye they would be forever best friends.

This was the best option, Ogre started leaving never to return but it was time to return the child to the family. Rachel was happy enough that she was going to see her family again she seemed to have another problem. Tyson was wondering what else was wrong as she started whispering something in his ear and the demon was shocked. "You're a vampire??? But.....You don't look like it"

Dark Choices

Fri, 13 Jul 2018 05:47:36 +0000

The only thing that would help him relax would be not to be a prime anymore to become a full fledge demon. With his powers and stuff back that seemed like the best choice to find some way of breaking this and retaining what was stolen to break Omni's hold on him and reclaim his lost powers once again. Before coming here the demon had made a leagcy for himself now it seems that legacy by being here was all gone and it really pissing him off.

To think someone wanted him to come here after years within Hell, Tyson felt someone was pulling his strings this wasn't getting him anywhere though. Saying something and not doing anything won't bring him the results that he wants their will be a time for talk but it was time for some action the demon has had enough.

Too long people we're pushing him around knowing full well that he's better then this, Tyson will have to start hunting again. He doesn't want to harm any people it would only lead to problems being smart about this journey needed some forethought. Now the demon wasn't under the evil satanic influence which was good so the killing and evil part of him was subsided for now. Wondering when the time will come when the demon will finally retain his lost powers again but let's say if the demon was back at square one again perhaps this was a golden opportunity. Now some of his demonic powers we're working again which was a start but relearning his magics may acqure some help from a strong user of the craft. Either a witch or a warlock could help him n a desperate situation like this but would any of them accept him as an appentrice or even a student, he'll need to find one. He wanted one of his deadliest powers back the soul destroyer....Now if someone could teach him again this power could return back to him with enough knowledge about this the soul and it's limits. He was going off searching for a witch hoping to hear about something in the next town so finally the demon had a goal to find some way of restoring his magical power. It was a hard job but the demon thought this could be done.

He started his journey into town hoping to find some information about something about a old witch or some spellcaster. Tyson hears something about a spellcaster from two people talking about husbands and wives but they didn't know anything. Thinking this was a dead end the demon goes over to the local bar and purchases a drink. Thinking this was a peaceful bar, Three men approach him wanting to start some trouble this wasn't the right time to that.

"What's the problem?" Tyson questioned.

"Hey man! What's you doing here?" Thug replied with another question.

"I'm busy...SCRAM" Tyson replied.

"We're going to teach you a lesson in manners. Let's take this outside muthafucka we don't want to get messy in here" Thug #2 replied.

"If we do take this outside??? Then, I will be a foul mood because with all my willpower you guys want me to have a bad day. So if do fight outside what it's going to be a bloodbath top off with a massacre. How dare you people think you can boss people around like that. But this might be the chance for testing out a new game: Spinal cord baseball but all I need is a knife but this game is going to be bloody. OH hell yes their will be blood. Let's take this outside" Tyson said.

A Demon's Revenge

Wed, 27 Jun 2018 06:34:18 +0000

He was planning on this for a while but other things have screwed up his judgement as of late the demon wanted revenge. Tyson thought long and hard about this thinking the human race needed to die well some of them maybe half of the population in the Omniverse.

Maybe that will calm his rage finally once this was achieved his evil soul can finally get some closure for his human past life putting it to rest. The plan was thought of but now it needed a good name that the demon could finally get started "The Hellraiser Elimination Plan" sounded pretty good enough but who should the demon start with. Camelot was fill with fresh new prey and the demon thought about it wondering who would really for this someone with good intentions or someone that was purely evil that had to die.

So many decisions yet so little time then the demon may get his answer a bunch of robbers we're coming back from killing a man even burning down his house. Tyson wonders if this is where his demon plan should they seemed to have such evil intent within them but the demon may have to flip a coin to see if he kills the bastards. He overheard someone about the robbery gone wrong and an entire family was still within the house while it was burning something else about money being involved. This was horrible they didn't even stop and think first robbing first and burning people later which is why they'll be the first people placed his elimination plan. He calmly lowers his head hoping the family they killed find peace because they sure won't as the robbers we're arguing with each other. It was good too the demon could just kill them all and that's it no way they'll need to suffer more violently for it to gore filled bloodbath. One of the robbers was arguing again with his teammates about the botched job trying to get their stories straight so no one finds out about this, Tyson knew though.

"I didn't want this to happen, We didn't have to kill the old man and his woman like that. You and Joey decide to burn the house down????" Robber said.

"Hey we couldn't leave any witnesses....The local authorities won't know what happen anyway. We're free in the clear. Chill we're safe" Robber #4

"I could still hear that old woman screaming....Why did you have to do that?" Robber #2 said.

"Just business, It's the way I like doing things" Robber #4 said.

"Calm down everybody the shit is over it's tragic but we got away just not that family. We screwed up and poor old ass family got hurt end of discussion" Robber #5

"We'll have to deal with the consequences of our actions...Soon Enough but not today" Robber #3 said.

"I like that way of thinking right there consequences. Right there was perfect all of you will be just perfect for the beginning of my elimination plan just eliminating you vile beasts off the face of the Omniverse. How dare you hurt the innocent like that judgement is at hand. Luckily, I'm the executioner and if we all meet in Hell your suffering will the first thing on my list". Tyson yelled.

The demon attacked viciously slaughtering the robbers just hearing them trying to escape was music to his ears. Death was their punishment attacking with full and demonic rage striking the killers with his sword cutting them apart piece by bloody piece. Blood was being smear onto the walls leaving nothing but carnage in the demon's revenge plan. Slaughtering evil in it's tracks help him out a lot killing about four of the robbers still the elimination plan wasn't complete though leaving one of them alive. But however it would send a loud message to everyone else watching to helpless robber crying for mercy where was this when his friends harmed an elderly couple. Not realizing for every action the demon was going make a blood reaction to their evil, Tyson grabbed the broken robber from the ground. The demon started torturing the robber some more before stopping allowing the bastard to crawl out to abandon house leaving a blood trail. Tyson thought this was just the beginning to make criminals beg for mercy and killing the unjust and evil parties for wrong doing almost like a dark vigilante taking some good vengeance on people. Still, Tyson's elimination plan has a long fucking way to go before it was finally completed then he'll rest finally.

"Run, Parasite or crawl if you must tell you human race something has come into their world. Someone deadly hunting and killing people purely of evil you humans destroyed everything I cared about. How does it feel when I take your existence away from you all? Tell them to act more properly. Yet tell them quickly while you're still alive and not dying just yet" Tyson said calmly.

Tyson started walking away from the scene heading off near some mountains....

The wounded robber was crawling and bleeding badly until some local villagers we're coming back from a tavern. They notice a bleeding person and they started yelling for help they wanted to know who did this. They bring in the wounded guy into the tavern but the man was dying they slowly tried treating his wounds. A head nurse started operating but they couldn't stop the bleeding.

"Demon......A demon stopped us.....Killed my comrades....all dead. Just because we hurt and murdered and elderly couple.....A demon created by Satan stopped us.......Something about human elimination plan.........Help" Robber said.

"Omigod, I can't stop the bleeding his wounds are too damn severe.....WHO DID THIS TO HIM" Nurse said.

"Someone got this guy good??? His buddies must have hurt some old folks and this demon.....attacked them. I never heard of a demon of vengeance" Villager said.

Heroes and New Demons

Sat, 23 Jun 2018 05:46:57 +0000

The love these vampire daughters show was intense, Tyson was thinking since the demon was strong enough maybe finding these vampires. Something of a new home for these vampires perhaps even a city for them, Lilith and his family treated him well. It finally decided the demon would find these vampires a new home somehow they lived in this temple for long enough. Thinking of gaining enough funds from gang members but the demon didn't want to draw attention back to the temple the thought of leaving them again. Two vampire daughters wanted to stay with him however the demon wanted to ensure their safety somewhere else could he actually do it.. Akasha was sleeping peacefully to see the exact kindness in her beauty while she slept almost remembering the girlfriend that he'd lost in the past. To see this again, Tyson wanted to keep his people he cares about safe it that means helping their whole family out with a new place. Hearing the words of her heart and soul belonged to him that meant everything to him but the demon wanted to get stronger for them having something to protect. "I'm regaining some of my lost demon powers which is start never really expected to lose my powers. Everything was fine before leaving the portal to hell, my magics we're at their peak and my transformations we're stabilized. Becoming a prime changed everything just to have to prove myself all over again" He thought.

The demon felt someone massaging his chest, Tyson turns around seeing Ashara wondering if they could play again. He wanted to enjoy this everyday for the rest of his life but the demon needed to do something important. "Darling, I want to fool around some more but really. The desire of protecting you and your entire family. But regaining my powers is a goal....I must achieve for myself and for you two" Tyson said seriously.

Ashara saw the concern to his eye knowing that the demon was serious about his intentions. A demon of hell wanting to help her and her family never in her life has she seen a person so determine like this. "You're serious about this? We'll be here for you my love do whatever you must just come home safe for us" She said. Getting dressed the demon noticed something on the ground a wanted poster thinking this was recent something about a murderous gang causing trouble. The demon thought about gaining a heroic reputation for himself taking down these evil gangs and collecting the profits for himself this seemed good. Akasha was still asleep as Ashara kissed him hoping he'll be safe but the demon had an idea where to start gaining money. Hoping the demon could gain enough to provide this vampire race a new home it was time to place his pain into motion, Tyson had a goal to achieve again.

Reports had it this gang liked attacking villages and robbing the wealthy families of their riches. Bringing this criminal gang into justice would lead to some reward money, Tyson needed to do this and defeat these assholes.

He started leaving the temple and started getting on his horse and started heading off....

After a two hour ride the demon noticed a girl crying wondering what was going on seeing a dead body on the ground. Tyson thought that maybe her father and something happened here and the demon was first on the scene. Getting off the horse and trying to see if he could help and figure out what happened asking a girl what happen to her father. She stopped crying as she was fear for a moment seeing that he's a demon but what else did she have to lose here they killed her daddy. Tyson was trying to help just by hearing the girl's story "My father is a rich bank man and some bad men kept harassing my daddy. They wanted more money and my daddy refused and then two people started shooting at him and killed my daddy. My mommy is waiting for us to come back into town.....I just can't leave my daddie" She said. The demon quietly mourn the human being this was wrong in so many ways so bastards hurting people even families this will not stand. He comforted the child thinking this gang whoever they are had to be stopped her father will be avenge.

"Young lady, It isn't safe here knowing that I'm just a stranger. No harm shall come to you. Trust me" He said.

The child didn't want to leave her dad but the demon was kind taking her into town. People we're afraid of him wondering why a demon had a child with him something of ritual or something a few people started confronting the demon. Tyson didn't want a fight and tried explaining the whole situation to the angry mob of people hoping they'll listen.

"I'm returning this child to her mother because something ruthless gang killed her daddy. Did a number on him?" Tyson said asking to figure out what was happened.

"Grandpa.....GRANDPA" She yelled.

She started getting off the horse and started running to her grandpa in tears telling the old man what happened."The Vipers....They killed daddy. Papa didn't want to pay them anymore and they killed him" While crying in her grandpa arms.

"Oh shit......Not them again when is this going to end" Someone said.

"They killed Joey yesterday.....Now this we'll need to have a new guy running our bank. Someone got to stop them but their leader is one tough sonuvabitch. What could any of us do???" Another person said.

"The Vipers??? They been giving you trouble....It seems you want someone to stop them permanently or leave tell them to leave town. I'll stop them." He said.

"Their been a reward for them for months maybe years. Can you stop them please???" A bartender said.

"I will try.....Besides that reward sounds interesting." Tyson said.

The townspeople we're thankfully the demon rescued the girl but hoping the lone hero could actually do it. Bring down the Vipers and bring them and their leader into jail this was going to be an adventure after all. He wanted to prove himself and somehow regain his lost powers perhaps taking on jobs and finishing hard quests seemed like a good start.

Some Would-Be Heroes

Fri, 22 Jun 2018 00:34:53 +0000

The mask-wearing heroine gazed upon the giant castle carved into the stone of the mountain. It was like something out of a storybook fairytale, all to glorious to be ignored. The city surrounding it was enormous as well, though, that was less aweing than the castle itself considering where she came from. Enormous cities were common, with small patches of nature between one-another. The only way one could understand the standard of living within each was by their letter-classification. City-A was classified for better standards than City-C, and so on.

“Impressive,” the teenager muttered to herself in her deep tone, taking in the scenery. Her ears perked up when she heard a sly giggle come from her half-plant friend. She turned to look at Wisteria, but as soon as their eyes met the young hero-in-training stopped and turned away. “Was something I said funny?” She asked sincerely, not so threateningly.

“U-uh no! S-sorry, it’s nothing.” The girl turned away trying to hide her obvious blush. “I just thought of something funny.”

“Very well,” The heroine stated out loud and looked back over the browning-grassy fields. “You said your destination is the mountain castle?”

“Well, the city, yes.” The white-haired teenager replied. “As I said before, I just want to inventory and such. We should start walking, as you can see it’s a long trail ahead. The sooner we start, the sooner we get there.”

“You know the land better than us, so you should be the one to take lead. Go ahead.” Yukika followed behind Weiss with Wisteria at her side. The young heroine took in nature around her. It was a more enticing scene than the stone city in the distance. She had never seen so much greenery and forest all in one area. She had seen stuff like this on television but never had in person before. She hesitantly took her mask off and let it rest off the side of her head. Naturally, (for some reason she didn’t even notice it herself.) her tone of voice shifted back to its softer octave.

“This forest is beautiful.” She said, even though the season had shown some of the trees starting to lose their leaves. “I’ve never seen so much nature in one place. This new world is certainly interesting.

Guu'd Night, Sweet Princess

Thu, 21 Jun 2018 17:17:03 +0000

It was a peaceful beautiful day in Camelot, and then there was Guu.

There she is, jetting through the gate like it was nothing. A group of scouts dart out of the way as the pink princess sailed passed them. Just then, a thought crossed their minds collectively, one that came in a monotone female voice: ‘Sorry about that.’

Suddenly, she came to a screeching halt, minus the screeching as she was in the air at the time. She paused in front of wooden sign, glancing if over like it was the most important sign of her life right now. In some ways, it was.

‘Dalaran or Minas Tirith...’ Guu thought as she hovered in the air.

Just then, one of the scouts had regained his senses long before the others. He looked upon the pink haired one who nearly took his head just a moment prior. In his anger, he pulled out his bow.

One of the other scouts noticed his teammate arming himself and whispered out.

“No, Pablo! Don’t!”

Pablo the guard didn’t listen, he pulled an arrow from his quiver and drew his bow.

“We don’t know if she’s an actual threat, we don’t know how powerful she is. She’s literally flying, please think about this!”

The guard aims carefully, the tip of his bow directed at the back of Guu’s head. Easy shot, from this distance.

“Pablo, no!” The second scout finally got to his feet and ran for his teammate. However, he was too late, his friend fired his arrow, sending it hurtling towards the pink one’s head…

Guu proceeded to snatch it from the air without even turning and chew on the spine of the arrow as she thought.

“Dalaran… Minas Tirith...”

Pablo, in shock and awe, fell to his knees. He then proceeded to bow down, face in the dirt, hoping a genuine a sign of apology would make the monster in front of him spare his life.

After a few minutes of thinking, Guu suddenly stopped, whirling around to spy on the the guards. The ones that weren’t face down in the dirt, jumped at the sudden movement.

‘Weirdos.’ Guu said in their thoughts. The arrow floated out of her mouth on its own, planting itself in Pablo’s Quiver.

Guu turned in the direction of Dalaran and took off in a sudden burst of acceleration, flying at top speed towards the city in the clouds. She had never been there, but she had heard so much from the Dataverse. It’s shame a she couldn’t visit on better circumstances.

She passed the time by wondering to herself; what kind of punishment would the wizards have for her? She considered the possibility of death and banishment. Both seem kind of extreme, but she had no idea the severity in which wizards enforce their laws. Both options were a curiosity of Guu’s.

Despite competing in Dante’s Abyss, braving ancient zombie dinosaur infested swamps, and signing up for oHarmony, she has yet to experience death. What does it feel like for everything to just stop? The idea excites her, and kind of terrifies her.

Banishment was a whole other matter though. She knew a lot about Diablo from brief time with Tearen Wover, but she knew that she needed to take the trip herself down there eventually to see it for her own eyes. She knew this, but she wasn’t sure what she would encounter down there. How did the demons of hell compare to her father? She almost wanted to find out! Bet those demons knew how to wield a pitchfork or two!

Her mind began to wander again, she considered other possibilities. What if they wanted to run experiments? Would they put her through painful tests in some wizard lab to further understand her eldritch body? Ooh, what if they had her on some romp in rat infested sewers? What if they needed a maid? All of these were delightfully boring punishments, either would be perfectly suitable for her needs.

However, Guu’s thoughts were interrupted when she was suddenly thrown in the air by a passing flying creature. A woman, riding through the air on a pegasus. Guu briefly thought about summoning a flying donkey, but then considered that would come off as more Jesus-y then Eldritch-y.

She landed on the ground and started to summon something else, a flying beast that embodies the true spirit of the Eldritch bloodline.

High above the clouds, the pointed spires of Dalaran reached for the greatest of heights. Wizards and mages went about their day, when suddenly a giant 5-foot winged platypus landed in the streets. The magic users stared in confusion and curiosity as the pink abomination of a princess stepped off her noble steed. She waved to the crowd, her hand steadily growing more fingers with each wave as she stepped into what is the bounty’s claims office, or at least that’s what the dataverse told her it was.

The princess walked casually up to the front desk. The lady occupying the front was a stout young woman in colorful robes. She was scratching a quill against a piece of parchment when Guu suddenly leapt up onto her table, giving her a start.

“Uh...” Said, a little bit shaken but quickly recovering. “Oh! Hello little girl, how may I help... you?”

She stumbled on her words a little bit. At first she saw the tiny child in a cute pink dress and light pink hair, but her gaze eventually met with the kid’s eyes. Those cold emotionless unblinking eyes. As she continued to watch, she was quietly beg for her lids to close at least once, some sign she was even looking at a human.

After a long excruciating silence, Guu finally spoke.

“I am Princess Guu, I believe you have a bounty on me?”

“Princess… the leader of the wacko city in the Tangled?” She said, somewhat surprised. Stories have spread about the city of Ambrosia, in how they reveled in their oddity. There were even talks about about sending some wizards over there to study such a population.

Tales of their leader go far beyond odd. Some say she’s some sort of magical girl that focused on reality altering magic, others say she’s an eldritch abomination in a cute little disguise.

“Both are technically true.” Guu said.

“What?” Says the lady.

“Nothing.” The enigma responded.

Guu, in a display that would cause the lady to recoil in shock, reached her hand down her throat and pulled out a glass jar. She placed it in front of the woman and unscrewed the lid, handing it over to the lady. She reluctantly takes it, surprised it wasn’t wet with saliva.

“Anyways, I’m turning myself, please set that forward.”

In a flash of light, Guu transformed. The lady shielded her eyes from the glow. As the view cleared, she peered over her hand to spot that the princess had turned into a 3 inch tall fairy in a yellow dress.

The Guu fairy daintily floated into the bottle, the woman without thinking, screwed in the cap, trapping the princess inside. She lifted up the bottle up to her face to get a closer look, she spotted the princess giving her a thumbs up.

Dark Aftermaths: Secrets & Discoveries

Tue, 19 Jun 2018 03:27:39 +0000

He was taking a shower feeling a lot better then last night being a guest to a place of vampires had it benefits after all. Still, Tyson was trying to remember what happened last night those two ladies show him passion like never before. As dangerous as that was the demon would love to experience that again then it begs the question if he should actually do it and become like them a vampire. This was a lot to take in if he does this then maybe he'll need to provide an environment better suited for Lilith and her family though this temple was alright. But their could be room for improvement making a new place for vampires so to speak to build something of an empire for vampires in Camelot. Enjoying the hot waters of the shower, Tyson was relaxing for a bit but his brain was on fire what exactly happened last night. Surveying his neck and arms seeing a lot of puncture marks they must've have some a good time with him draining much of his stamina. Getting the soap started to lavender up his body for a while then letting the hot water clean off his body washing it. "They did a number on me.....Holy....No fucking way shouldn't even say that. Ohhhh shit, How did Lady Luck shine her magic stick on me. But now the other daughter loves me now. How did I pull that off? I will love them both no matter what." He thought.

The demon was washing his hair with some form of shampoo getting it clean thinking of his demon white hair. In the beginning, Tyson's hair was bleached light yellow really the demon didn't even care about his hair. Satan gave him a second chance at revenge for his soul allowing him to exact vengeance upon the people who wrong him. With his body clean, Tyson started remembering a bit about his past human life the day he died that was tragedy. He was getting beaten horribly by some gang members then with then beaten savagely baseball bats while some gang harlots has his girlfriend hostage. Tyrone had found his girlfriend's father didn't want him around her because from some secret past that nobody knew about. Tyson was trying the remembering why his girlfriend's father did all that the demon thought the bastard asshole was sneaky but why. .Bribing cops, paying lawyers for criminal defenses just slime, Tyrone discover this after his friend was arrested under false charges.

Enough was enough, Tyrone had to which the human was collecting enough evidence for the district attorney. Monday June 11, Tyrone told the DA everything about the slime ball father about the corruption scandal the meeting was set for tomorrow. On Monday night, Tyrone took his girlfriend out on a lovely date and someone arrange a hit on him.

The order was given to kill Tyrone Williams before he tells the DA everything tomorrow.

Returning from a restaurant, Tyrone was showing his girlfriend a good time then it happened. Some gang jumped him from behind started beating on him violently. Some gang harlots grabbed his girlfriend restraining her while some fucking dude started raping her. Tyrone couldn't do anything about then the baseball bats showed up and they started bashing him down. So many times....He was almost beaten to a pulp then the gang leader had his fun with the girlfriend. Approach Tyson picking up the metal baseball putting it as Tyrone's throat...he was a unconsciousness then slowly with one functioning eye. He looked at the bastard fucking leader as the gang leader was smiling but got serious "Awww, Look at this Mr. Hero trying to do the right thing. This is what happens when someone gets into someone's personal business. You're screwed up my criminal empire muthafucker. Her dad was my partner.....You think your heroics we're to going to end everything. It may be the case but you won't live to see it. Look...at this a wedding ring.....Love at first sight and she was good piece of ass too. Don't worry me and my girls we'll take good care of her. I promise you that....Goodbye hero....BOYS TAKE CARE OF HIM" The gang leader said.

His throat was bashed the beaten dude couldn't even speak

Tyrone thought "If Satan gives me one chance....I'll serve him just for one opportunity to make each and every one of you fuckers suffer".

He was two gang members pointing their bats at him and violently attacked killing the poor guy. The girlfriend was screaming and crying over what happened as the gang took her. Tyson remembered what happened next....

Tyrone was dead but his soul departed for Hell, He didn't know why maybe from his criminal past by he tried to life a good life though. Maybe it was good enough, Tyrone was in Hell. After months of torture, Satan gave him the opportunity for revenge granting him a new demonic body the new demon gave his servitude and loyalty to the dark lord. The deal was the new demon was given seven days back on Earth for his revenge after the seventh night. He would return back home where he belongs.....Tyrone accepted. But he was no longer of the human choosing the name, Tyson Renegade.

Seven days for revenge, Tyson began hunting down each and every member of the bastard's gang. One by one they felt and we're killed by him exacting his revenge.

Nothing but rage and damnation fill his heart killing members of that gang but finding tragedy along the way. That Friday, Tyson found what happened to his girlfriend they killed her that only put gasoline to his fire burning bright and unholy. He had the opportunity to say goodbye to his family they shouldn't even know what happened to was too painful. Having just one hour of grieving was enough even if he showed up to his house. The thought of facing his father would be just awful the respected pastor of a great church having his precious son working for the devil. They would kick his ass out of the house for that one hour....Tyson was crying having to give up seeing that one hour would be his goodbye. "I'm sorry.....I have my own path to follow. Father, I don't deserve your forgiveness at all. You would never forgive me for what I've chose to be. It best that you never know what happened to me now. By my departure....My only wish is for your family to heal and forgive me and now you must forget me. Farewell Williams family....and also farewell to you Tyrone Williams. I'm the future of you now. YOUR ENEMIES WILL PAY" He said quietly.

The hour was over, Tyson wiped his tears and started unleashing his anger just looking at his house one last time. Before walking away forever. Unknown to him, Misa Harribel one of his closest friends was coming back from the store then she drops his beverage as her was pounding greatly. "What is this? How are you even standing. God, Please tell me this is a dream. Tyrone??? Ohmigod is that you???" Misa thought. Her best friend was alive? But the funeral...How was this even possible? It looked at him but it wasn't she thought it was a dream as demon jumped away. He had some major vermin to kill....

Hunting down and killing the remaining members was getting difficult....He wanted to make them suffer in the worse way.

Then finally a few murders and deaths spread like wildfire the people we're wondering what was going on. The police wanted answers these gang members we're dying most viciously wondering what who could be responsible for these crimes. A woman detective started an investigation leading her to an unbelievable truth either a dark vigilante was involved or someone in the community wanted revenge for what this gang had done. Tyson had killed had killed all of the gang members in evil ways leaving the gang leader all alone revenge was so sweet that night "Vengeance and the revenge is mine" He said. The gang leader dropped his gun looking at the demon's face it was possible the creep was peeing in his pants wondering how this guy was alive. Tyson enjoyed it the fear coming him this was almost nourishing to his entire body wanting to tear his asshole apart. But then again the demon thought something else should be in store but killing right now will be for nothing the demon wanted make this moment last forever. So when the gang leader he'll be waiting for him In Hell "Seven days, He gave me seven days...I used them to kill your friends but judging by fear and your reaction you already know why I did it. Payback is a BITCH isn't it? My girlfriend didn't deserve what you did to her making her pregnant with your filth. But where your going we can always continue that conservation with some torturing by me."

Tyson grabbed the baseball bat from the gang leader's belt thinking this isn't the thing that killed him. But it should do ripping out his spinal cord would be better but now it was his turn to do the bash. "See you in Hell, Fucker but don't worry....I'LL FIND YOU WHEN YOU GET THERE" He tightens about to exact revenge raising the bat up until....

"TYRONE, STOP!!!" Misa yelled.

He was about to kill the bastard but the demon stops "WHO DARES it looks someone doesn't wan.....oh no!" it couldn't be what the fuck was she doing here. He thought his best friend from elementary all the way to high school, Misa someone he considered a friend was here. The demon shakes getting ready to strike again this time and she yells again for him to stop.

"You're my best friend....Please don't do this. Michael cried at your funeral. But this isn't the answer killing him won't solve anything. This isn't you. He'll go to trial for his crimes. Please don't this" Misa said while crying.

Tyson was ready to kill the sonuvabitch until his human friend stops him not now not after the demon had lost everything. Why this judgement restorer had to show up she doesn't know the person he loved was gone. The pain over what happened she couldn't even the baby she was a reminder of that pain which was why she took her own life. Tyson lowered his striking weapon looking at Misa in anger. "Stay out of this....You're friend is gone. But his last wishes when creating me was to send this asshole to hell...RIGHT NOW". He was about to kill the bastard again then sometimes happened which makes him stop yet again, Misa gets in the way of the attack.

"You're going to have to kill me. Then I'll know you're not him but you are. You chosen a dark path for your life even though people are cruel and hurt you in ways you can't even think of. This isn't the answer though it may seemed it will bring Alice back. I know you're in pain, I loved Alice too but violence and death isn't solutions but methods of pain. If you must kill him well kill me too.....Because I don't know If I'll ever if my soul will forgive you because you know Alice wouldn't have want this" Misa said.

The demon was growling but then maybe something came into fruition she was right, Alice was a kind woman she wouldn't have. He drops the baseball bat clenching and started growling just then grabbing Misa by her shirt and bra. As blood tears was flowing "WHY, WHY, WHY....WHY DO YOU CARE? I died Misa.....Even though I've done terrible things my path was set for me. Then thankfully I tried lived a peaceful life with Alice and my friends. THAT IS ALL GONE NOW MY SOUL IS GONE. WHY DO YOU CARE FOR SOMEONE WHO IN GREAT PAIN AND HAS THE OPPORTUNITY TO EXACT DEATH UPON THE PERSON RESPONSIBLE" He yelled.

Misa grabbed his clawed hand putting it to her face as the demon was in shock. "Because you taught me vengeance doesn't solve anything when bullies started harassing me in high school. Tyrone James Williams would be always be there to set me onto the right path because you'll always and forever be my friend." Tyson couldn't believe this why now but this was his friend months in hell under torture and pain still his friend still thinks of him. He finally breaks down as she go to her and she hugged him. "I've......only one more day before I'm sent back.....Forgive me and.....Thank you Misa. I'm so sorry...." Misa was gently calming him "Shhhh...Even if it is for a little while let me enjoy this moment with you quietly..No matters what happen you'll always be my friend"

The memory fades, Tyson thought the demon let him go.....he doesn't remember anything else after. It been eleven minutes being in the shower it like a river of pain being washed off.

He could finally let the past go, Tyson pulls the shower curtain about to get out then being shocked again. Ashara was there in her a bath towel as she looked with soft and caring eyes wondering about she hugged him while being somewhat half naked. She was crying, Tyson was wondering why as she looked at him raising "I had no idea you suffer that much......Please, I never thought to be in love in someone new. Such pain and loss I felt it a little of what you experienced. My sister loves you and......I love you. Do you love us like you loved her?" Ashara said passionately.

He thought of Alice for a second.....Tyrone was gone. Tyson had a second chance looking at Ashara "Ashara, I love you and your sister that is never ever going to change. You two healed something I thought was gone forever the meaning to care for someone. But in this case.....Two people, I cherish you both because you and Akasha are more important to me then anything else. Ashara....You consume my heart with every thought our love. Yet I want consumed more by you. Let our dreams may keep us warm from my true intentions. But one kiss from you makes me desire to live and fight for you forever more. Ashara.....I love you and your sister. Didn't last night prove I'm devoted into protecting you, Akasha and your family?" He said.

What if a Fairy watches a murder sport?

Tue, 19 Jun 2018 01:26:31 +0000

As Cirno walked through the Camelot portal she chuckled as she was going to watch DA and enjoy it. "Hopefully Clownpiece or Yuuka wins." She took to the skies flying to the shrine to just let Reimu and the others if they want. The sun was about midday as she landed on the wooden deck of the shrine. A thought came to her mind as she had never actually heard Reimu give the god's name. "Wouldn't or shouldn't she know who the god or goddess is? Like I'm fairly sure that is a major deal." To be honest she was fairly sure she hadn't even heard the name from anyone bringing her suspicions to the forefront of her worries.

After a few minutes of sitting and thinking she pulled her table out and started to look at the roster and sees a few familiar names. "Marisa Kirisame? is this the same person?" She started to look for anything else on them and saw a picture of the golden haired magic user. "Well that clears stuff up I guess... But Eternity larva?"

Soon after Reimu walked out and sat down next to the fairy with a cup of tea and started to sip the liquid.

Revenge Upon Everyone

Wed, 13 Jun 2018 08:17:32 +0000

Memories of loss and pain filled his demonic mind it was making him more angry by the day they didn't stop. Wanting all the dreams and nightmares to end the demon came up with one solution. He'll need to become stronger since the realization on his demon nature, Tyson thought of acting the part more without any mercy only then will the demon be strong enough. The sad part about this now being restored the demon didn't have any powers being in this strange new world maybe some training was in order.

But why now??? He can do that some other time it was time to explore again and find out what his skills we're capable of. Discovery a group of bandits outside near a campfire this was his chance to see if he was able to handle and entire group. He started leaving the barn and started towards the campfire as the bandits we're wondering who the hell this guy was. Tyson pour himself a cup of coffee while stealing a cup it was good something these humans created or something was pretty good. "Hey Buddy??? Who the hell are ya? I'm never seen your kind before in these parts mister. You had your drink now scam before we have to deal with ya" One of the bandits said. Approaching Tyson with his bowie knife drawn, the demon started getting in a fowled mood seeing the knife.

Tyson was smiling while finishing the coffee it was time to shine at that moment. Placing the cup down looking the bandits thinking it was time to make a evil name for himself.

"I was in a good mood enjoying that good coffee" Tyson said. But now we have a problem you're all still breathing and enjoying yourselves. Let's pave the way for silence and death" With his abilities, Tyson started taking down the bandits using his quick speed and their own weapons to kill them. One of them pulled out a knife and quickly the demon grabs it and gutted him in the chest. The scary cat ran over the the wagon grabbing the rifle this was going to be good, Tyson was going to have fun with this. With his strength, He grabbed the rifle breaking it in half as the remaining members try ganging up on the demon which might have been an good idea.

If Tyson didn't still have the knife in his hand started stabbing the helpless gang members in a complete rage until one was left.

"Please don't.....Please don't kill me. Just tell me what you want and it yours" Bleeding bandit said.

What pissed Tyson off more??? The human was begging to live just die with some dignity in his heart. Pulling the bandit's eyeball out of his socket was the first part but don't worry their was so much more to come. "What I want??? Finally, I think we can understand each other at last. A good question let me think while your bleeding to death and please don't get up. Well I want...it really simple by the way....Total Annihilation of your species to wipe out the human race off the face of the Earth. NO THAT IS JUST TOO EASY OFF THE FACE OF EVERY UNIVERSE THAT IS BETTER. For what the human race did to me, my wife and my family you're evil knows no bounds. The dark lord gave me my second chance at life when no heard my cries for help being savagely attacked. No one heard me at all my family was TAKEN AWAY FROM ME AND KILLED BY YOUR KIND." Tyson said yelling in a rage.

Tears of sadness was pouring down the bandit's eyes "We have nothing to do to with that...but I'm sorry sir. Please" He said trying desperately to convince the demon.

Tyson tore out the second eyeball watching the bandit in pain screaming it made the demon more angry. "I know that dipshit but it doesn't help relieve my pain and sorrow. Perhaps, I could start again with a new family making sure to become a better protector to them then before. However, One thing needs to happen YOU ALL NEED TO DIE"

Ramming the knife the head of the bandit, Tyson was done and the bandits we're dead. Now it was time to see hat treasures they have in their wagon because whatever it was now belongs to him. A bunch of food and supplies which was good and some weapons which could be useful some good horses too this might be fun.

For the moment, Tyson's rage was fuming for his hatred of humans how could have forgotten for that long maybe the amnesia effects we're finally wearing off. A bunch of dead bodies and a wagon filled with stuff this must be his lucky day. With the wagon, Tyson started riding away thinking about doing something evil maybe pillage the next village and so on.

"Off we go" This might be the start of something demonic.... Tyson yelled riding off with his newly acquired wagon. Doesn't feel bad killing bandits either.

Awakening

Mon, 11 Jun 2018 17:43:21 +0000

The oni demon was asleep laying on the ground being sent to a unknown world, Project Zenotic was a complete success. All of his memory and past was completely erased thinking the project was going to become a killing machine. But was erasing his memory the way to go maybe it was a stupid decision however his creators thought about the long run only time will tell.

He started coming around the oni demon was waking up his brain hurts. "Where am I? Owww, why does my head hurt so bad so many questions yet I don't know who I'm suppose to be". Tyson started getting up and started looking around wondering what kind of strange place was this. Why was his head in so much pain the poor demon couldn't think straight. A strange sound was emitting close to him somehow the oni demon would have to ignore the pain and find out what it was. Some cougar was looking at him after tearing apart a bunny rabbit looking for it next meal, Tyson started running away. For some reason, He was running faster then the cougar managing to get far away from the threat yet how could his speed be that fast. If this pain subsides maybe the poor soul will start remembering a little until then he'll need to find some form of food and shelter. Regardless, He'll need to find some water to clean himself up a bit finding a small lake started to look at his reflection in the water. "My name....is Tyson....T...Tyson Renegade, Ok that's a start everything after that is a blank. Judging by my appearance...I look like a demon or something worse. Don't crave evil but in time who knows what my powers are capable of."

Started cleaning himself up washing his face, He stops after getting clean feeling a lot better. Looking at his right hand, Tyson thought his arm looked more like a dragon's arm almost demonic mutated.

Hearing his stomach growling it was time to search for food also shelter for the night. Looking around a few homes seeing if there was an open window after searching around one window to a kitchen was open. It was wrong to steal stuff but the demon had no choice and his hunger needed to be sated getting inside the residence. The sounds of people upstairs, Tyson needed to be careful opening the door the food pantry seeing what was inside to eat such weird selection of food. "What kind of? Wait, I remember this is healthy food for people wanting to lose weight they eat this kind of crap. C'mon, They got to have some sort of snack in here" He finds something to snack on as a teenage child wakes up to noises down in the kitchen wondering what it was.

She slowly goes downstairs finding a demon in her food pantry quickly grabbing the broom to defend herself. "SPAWN OF SATAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY MOTHER'S KITCHEN?". Tyson froze seeing the young girl trying to get ready for a fight as the demon ate enough jumping out the window and running away. People were yelling what kind of creature was that calling for help something or someone destroyed a entire food pantry stored of food. His hunger was sated for now but that might have been a mistake but why should he care they had food and the demon enjoyed himself. As dangerous as that was maybe he'll need to do that again the only other thing was finding shelter for the night. He'll figure out what to do in the morning, Tyson started walking and discovers an abandoned barn hoping this will provide him shelter for the night. "This will do nicely...."