Post by dain on Mar 13, 2007 16:39:19 GMT -5
The Clash of Two Souls
Metal clicks of finely-crafted boots filled the air as the wasteland around two souls seemed isolated, and alone. Demons bloody, elementals disassembled, automatons malfunctioning, and two men facing each other in between all the wreckage. A long, curved dai-katana of pure black metal flowed down to a hilt designed as two half-moon’s at each other’s backs, and a handle that was woven in gold and black fibers. Another sword; a long, black, wide, double-edged sword that had drow runes carved into the blade itself, the real skull of a dragon placed as the hilt, and a handle made of fine mithril wrapped in grey silk.
There, student and master would separate and leads their own lives…or life, depending on the outcome of what to happen. The student, with an aura as dark as the Reaper himself, stood in a ready stance with the blade against his elbow, both his hands on the hilt. His fingers tightened as the master spoke to him for the first time of the end.
“I had foreseen this day to come, Raeylin. That name may not be familiar to you, but, it is your True name. I know your True name, because I was the one who named you and gave you the powers of immortality when you were but a babe. Reincarnation and Regeneration. Now, it is I who you seek to destroy. The last of your family since you dismissed your other kinsmen to the Beyond. Do you know what Raeylin means, Dain? The word symbolizes the God of Fortune and War, which explains your adept skills in fighting, and your oh-so-often lucky guesses. I trained you and took you into the House of Auvryrahel to show you the Drow way and embrace what you truly are…a WEAPON of mass destruction.” The adult Drow said, his white teeth winking at the boy with every word.
Dain was taken aback by Darius’ comment, and tried to shake the Drow’s words off…but to no avail. Darius never spoke a lie, otherwise he would lose his powers to his mother…the Queen of Chaos, Lloth. Dain let down his guard for only a second before he renewed his stance, he knew not to take Darius lightly when in combat, and he also knew some vital weaknesses to his master’s onslaught of techniques. His mouth moved only to settle a point.
“I don’t care what you know, Darius. I know what Raeylin means, and I know what it is. I know what you Drow wanted me to become, and I embraced the idea openly because I wanted that power. I manipulated you and your peers to better mine own self. I don’t feel regret for killing my entire family, they were weak, they were bigots, and they chastised me for what I was. I am the Demon King, taker of Oda Nobunaga’s power, thief of Uesugi Kenshin’s might, and keeper of the Demon Regalia. I know your weaknesses, I know your strengths, and I know how to beat you. Now, taste the flavor of Necro’yondul, and be put to rest like your foster family…whom I made short work of not long ago.”
The eyes of the Prince narrowed as black rage flowed within every cavity of the Drow’s body. Fire spread from his grounded feet as his white hair flowed into the air, chaotic black energy bursting and sparking in every direction. Darkfire was raised as its tip pointed at Dain, grey fires galloping down its edge like stallions.
“YOU FOOL!”
Darius launched himself at Dain in an incredible burst of speed as the air whistled in pain, raising Darkfire above his head as he leaped in a downward slash to pulverize Dain’s guard. Unfortunately, Dain was forever two steps ahead. Shfiting his stance, Dain leaped during Darius’ mid-jump and went under Darkfire’s slash to make his mark on Darius’ side, ripping through the Drow’s black dragon hide and sending blood spraying onto the ground. While Dain had the momentum, he took one hand of his blade as he grabbed the Drow’s hair and flipped himself onto Darius and kicked with enormous vigor, sending the Drow to a bone-crushing thud to the ground. Before landing, Dain slashed twice with his blade in the air as two dark crescent waves of energy were sent through the air toward the grounded Darius, black fire ripping the air as the waves sped forward.
---to Be Continued---
Metal clicks of finely-crafted boots filled the air as the wasteland around two souls seemed isolated, and alone. Demons bloody, elementals disassembled, automatons malfunctioning, and two men facing each other in between all the wreckage. A long, curved dai-katana of pure black metal flowed down to a hilt designed as two half-moon’s at each other’s backs, and a handle that was woven in gold and black fibers. Another sword; a long, black, wide, double-edged sword that had drow runes carved into the blade itself, the real skull of a dragon placed as the hilt, and a handle made of fine mithril wrapped in grey silk.
There, student and master would separate and leads their own lives…or life, depending on the outcome of what to happen. The student, with an aura as dark as the Reaper himself, stood in a ready stance with the blade against his elbow, both his hands on the hilt. His fingers tightened as the master spoke to him for the first time of the end.
“I had foreseen this day to come, Raeylin. That name may not be familiar to you, but, it is your True name. I know your True name, because I was the one who named you and gave you the powers of immortality when you were but a babe. Reincarnation and Regeneration. Now, it is I who you seek to destroy. The last of your family since you dismissed your other kinsmen to the Beyond. Do you know what Raeylin means, Dain? The word symbolizes the God of Fortune and War, which explains your adept skills in fighting, and your oh-so-often lucky guesses. I trained you and took you into the House of Auvryrahel to show you the Drow way and embrace what you truly are…a WEAPON of mass destruction.” The adult Drow said, his white teeth winking at the boy with every word.
Dain was taken aback by Darius’ comment, and tried to shake the Drow’s words off…but to no avail. Darius never spoke a lie, otherwise he would lose his powers to his mother…the Queen of Chaos, Lloth. Dain let down his guard for only a second before he renewed his stance, he knew not to take Darius lightly when in combat, and he also knew some vital weaknesses to his master’s onslaught of techniques. His mouth moved only to settle a point.
“I don’t care what you know, Darius. I know what Raeylin means, and I know what it is. I know what you Drow wanted me to become, and I embraced the idea openly because I wanted that power. I manipulated you and your peers to better mine own self. I don’t feel regret for killing my entire family, they were weak, they were bigots, and they chastised me for what I was. I am the Demon King, taker of Oda Nobunaga’s power, thief of Uesugi Kenshin’s might, and keeper of the Demon Regalia. I know your weaknesses, I know your strengths, and I know how to beat you. Now, taste the flavor of Necro’yondul, and be put to rest like your foster family…whom I made short work of not long ago.”
The eyes of the Prince narrowed as black rage flowed within every cavity of the Drow’s body. Fire spread from his grounded feet as his white hair flowed into the air, chaotic black energy bursting and sparking in every direction. Darkfire was raised as its tip pointed at Dain, grey fires galloping down its edge like stallions.
“YOU FOOL!”
Darius launched himself at Dain in an incredible burst of speed as the air whistled in pain, raising Darkfire above his head as he leaped in a downward slash to pulverize Dain’s guard. Unfortunately, Dain was forever two steps ahead. Shfiting his stance, Dain leaped during Darius’ mid-jump and went under Darkfire’s slash to make his mark on Darius’ side, ripping through the Drow’s black dragon hide and sending blood spraying onto the ground. While Dain had the momentum, he took one hand of his blade as he grabbed the Drow’s hair and flipped himself onto Darius and kicked with enormous vigor, sending the Drow to a bone-crushing thud to the ground. Before landing, Dain slashed twice with his blade in the air as two dark crescent waves of energy were sent through the air toward the grounded Darius, black fire ripping the air as the waves sped forward.
---to Be Continued---