Through The Living Ash he/him Posted February 15 Posted February 15 44 minutes ago, NameIess said: Malevolence watched him approach, an amused look on his face. “Brave of you to die so willingly for the cause.” sorry all, but I have to go to bed early tonight. I’m serving at church tomorrow. Egis appeared hovering above the ink-soaked ground, right next to Malevolence. She placed a hand on his shoulder, and suddenly his mind was filled with an overwhelming flood of images, breaking up his thoughts. Landscapes, faces, burning emotions—it all flashed by in rapidfire secession. As soon as one fizzled out, the next came almost instantly, slamming itself to the forefront of his mind with little subtlety.
TwinStorm He/Him Posted February 15 Posted February 15 3 hours ago, DragonHeir said: “A fellow scientist, I see. Were you responsible for the Narration suppressor?” - Rebus… for once, Rebus didn’t know what to feel. So within the cabin he simply waited. “That is to aid you.” Rebus said. Then he put out his other hand, and summoned Redemption. The Blade ( @TwinStorm) hovered within his grasp, not touching his hand. “And this is your reward.” - Rebus watched this, but did not stop it. “I’m sorry, Balitan.” He whispered. “You were a good partner.” - “It depends upon what you wish to do.” Rebus sighed. “But am letting this take its course.” - Rebus stood, a Plotblade in each hand, his coat billowing in the wind. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes, and slammed the two Blades together. All at once, it was one Blade. The Blade of what, Rebus did not know - perhaps it would redeem those who were evil. Perhaps it would turn them to villainy. Perhaps it would even do both, a never-ending cycle of redemptions and betrayal. Rebus tossed the new Plotblade to Malevolence. “Have fun.” He said, smiling. And then, he disappeared. The Blade burned with golden light. I am not yours to beck and call. I have seared you once, and you will burn again. 2 hours ago, NameIess said: Malevolence stared at the Blade in his hand. A part of him wished merely to discard it, but... he would wait until he was the Witherlord. He dismissed the Plotblade, whatever its name. Instead, he drew Darkseeker. Amid lightning's thunder and the pouring of rain, Malevolence began the ritual. Balitan appeared on the mountaintop, held captive by Malevolence's technology. The sacrifice had arrived. Malevolence looked to the skies with Mordite blade bared, and waited. Here rested his plan entire. If the Authors denied him, then all his planning was for naught. He waited, staring into the clouds, and... A voice spoke. For a time, the sun rises and burns, For a time life writhes and flourishes. Yet in the end the night comes, And all will be brought to dust. Lord of the Dark, we call thee! King of the Fallen, we speak thy name! Prince of the Twisted path, we summon thy power! This world shall be yours once more! @TwinStorm A voice continued the chant, rumbling like the storm itself. For a time, the sun rises and burns, For a time life writhes and flourishes. Yet in the end the night comes, And all will be brought to dust. Lord of the Dark, we call thee! King of the Fallen, we speak thy name! Prince of the Twisted path, we summon thy power! This world shall be yours once more!
KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him Posted February 15 Posted February 15 5 hours ago, DragonHeir said: “The Witherlord has been banished before.” Rebus sighed. “Malevolence might bring about his own demise.” "What... is the point of that? Why would anyone do such a thing?"
xinoehp512 he/him Posted February 15 Posted February 15 On 2/14/2026 at 11:09 AM, edgyswordname said: 9/10mmHB#2 jumped at Bacon’s arrival, drawing Futility. “Nah, he’s with me. Or I’m with him. Something like that,” Eden said. “Yeah, uh, it’s said it’s a Plotblade. Sounds like some meta-“ *screech*, three star hawks censoring the word. “Storming birds. Won’t even let me curse properly,” Eden conceded. The birds made some sort of gagging sounds that Eden interpreted as laughter. "Quick!" said Bacon. "The ritual requires characters from three Authors to speak a certain set of words, and then have someone sacrifice someone important to them. If we can disrupt any part of that, the ritual will fail." A clone of him split off and flew away. 18 hours ago, Keke said: he held atlas tighter. "What broke her. " "I don't know. Life, I suppose. It is often a difficult and terrible thing." 20 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said: real . . . ooohhhh ok She paused briefly as she floated alongside him, turning to regard him with a confused expression. ". . . You're serious? Why would you do that, when you're so close?" hehe Fog is a Withergiest yes ahhh ok Thanks :33 "Rejoice," said Charnyx to Fog. "The coming of the Great One is nigh! Soon, all the worlds will be-" There was a wooshing sound, and he vanished abruptly. --- Charnyx gagged as streamers of... something began to clog his mouth, his ears, his eyes. He bit down instinctively. ...bacon? No. Bacon. 16 hours ago, NameIess said: Malevolence stared at the Blade in his hand. A part of him wished merely to discard it, but... he would wait until he was the Witherlord. He dismissed the Plotblade, whatever its name. Instead, he drew Darkseeker. Amid lightning's thunder and the pouring of rain, Malevolence began the ritual. Balitan appeared on the mountaintop, held captive by Malevolence's technology. The sacrifice had arrived. Malevolence looked to the skies with Mordite blade bared, and waited. Here rested his plan entire. If the Authors denied him, then all his planning was for naught. He waited, staring into the clouds, and... A voice spoke. For a time, the sun rises and burns, For a time life writhes and flourishes. Yet in the end the night comes, And all will be brought to dust. Lord of the Dark, we call thee! King of the Fallen, we speak thy name! Prince of the Twisted path, we summon thy power! This world shall be yours once more! @TwinStorm The wind swirled fiercely, the words echoing for far longer than they should have. A cold feeling settled on the souls of everyone in the vicinity. The ritual had begun. -- Charnyx felt rather than heard the ritual begin. A subtle, yet effectual strengthening. He cannot stop you, his bonded spirit whispered. Destroy him. With a single thought, the pathetic chains surrounding him became dust. Charnyx glanced upwards. "There you are, Bacon," he said with a smile. Bacon said nothing. 16 hours ago, edgyswordname said: Inkwell smiled. This couldn’t be going any better. He waits to see if Malevolence will claim the new Plotblade, and cautiously begins filling the metalmind attached to the bracelet on his arm. —— Death Omen vibrates in Eden’s grasp. “I don’t really need this right now,” she whispers. A melody begins to play. Something she recognizes. She whispers along as the black sea swallows them whole. —— Inkwell, has drawn a piano and is playing a highly repetitive melody. The rain does not stop. Instead, it intensifies. Black rain falling from the sky at a rate unprecedented by the wildest imaginations of human history. In seconds, the ocean has risen to the peak. In the blink of an eye, the pen is completely empty, but everything is under water. Or rather, submerged in ink under Inkwell’s control. The current smashes Malevolence to the seabed. Inkwell floats in a bubble, Eden and several others occupying similar places. But he can’t keep this up for long, and he only has a few more tricks. Reveal hidden contents Your Distraction, Glass? Charnyx did not gasp as the ink buried him. Why would he? He had no need to breathe. He swam towards Bacon. For so long the fool had eluded him. No longer. An enormous shark exploded towards him, mouth gaping. With a casual flick of his knife, he dispatched it, then reanimated it under his control. It spun around, ready to lunge at Bacon, but The Narrator tore space open with a flick of his fingers. A reasonable defence: he'd struggle to directly affect the creature while it was under Charnyx's control, but there was nothing stopping him from simply... sending it elsewhere. Unfortunately for Bacon, Charnyx was ready for that. His bonded withergeist stretched its power, redirecting Bacon's tear, and suddenly the two were standing face-to-face. Charnyx stabbed him. "Surprise," he said mockingly. As he did, he felt the second part of the ritual begin. 13 hours ago, TwinStorm said: The Blade burned with golden light. I am not yours to beck and call. I have seared you once, and you will burn again. A voice continued the chant, rumbling like the storm itself. For a time, the sun rises and burns, For a time life writhes and flourishes. Yet in the end the night comes, And all will be brought to dust. Lord of the Dark, we call thee! King of the Fallen, we speak thy name! Prince of the Twisted path, we summon thy power! This world shall be yours once more! The withergeists continued to swirl, pulling on the water as they did so. A vortex formed in the sea of ink, the waters receding from the mountain. A loud scream rose from the withergeists, anticipation building. The earth began to shake. Mordite everywhere began to hum expectantly. Only one more Author remained. 2
TwinStorm He/Him Posted February 15 Posted February 15 (edited) Fael appeared before Rebus, wild-eyed and frazzled. "I need to talk to you." she demanded. "About Cricket." She sighed, taking a deep breath. "The Authors . . . they've been lying to us." @DragonHeir Edited February 15 by TwinStorm
Aeoryi she/her Posted February 15 Posted February 15 @NameIess A thunderclap sounds near Malevolence. An omnipresent voice speaks seemingly from every direction "Sixty Pages you have left to fulfill your promise, Malevolence." 2
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 15 Posted February 15 (edited) As the flood rose, Balitan vanished. If anyone noticed, it would be too late, regardless, for as soon as he appeared in the depths of an ocean far, far away, he was already a fine, bloody mist. There would be others, Fog knew, but . . . hopefully this would delay things for the time being. 1 hour ago, xinoehp512 said: "Quick!" said Bacon. "The ritual requires characters from three Authors to speak a certain set of words, and then have someone sacrifice someone important to them. If we can disrupt any part of that, the ritual will fail." A clone of him split off and flew away. "I don't know. Life, I suppose. It is often a difficult and terrible thing." "Rejoice," said Charnyx to Fog. "The coming of the Great One is nigh! Soon, all the worlds will be-" There was a wooshing sound, and he vanished abruptly. --- Charnyx gagged as streamers of... something began to clog his mouth, his ears, his eyes. He bit down instinctively. ...bacon? No. Bacon. The wind swirled fiercely, the words echoing for far longer than they should have. A cold feeling settled on the souls of everyone in the vicinity. The ritual had begun. -- Charnyx felt rather than heard the ritual begin. A subtle, yet effectual strengthening. He cannot stop you, his bonded spirit whispered. Destroy him. With a single thought, the pathetic chains surrounding him became dust. Charnyx glanced upwards. "There you are, Bacon," he said with a smile. Bacon said nothing. Charnyx did not gasp as the ink buried him. Why would he? He had no need to breathe. He swam towards Bacon. For so long the fool had eluded him. No longer. An enormous shark exploded towards him, mouth gaping. With a casual flick of his knife, he dispatched it, then reanimated it under his control. It spun around, ready to lunge at Bacon, but The Narrator tore space open with a flick of his fingers. A reasonable defence: he'd struggle to directly affect the creature while it was under Charnyx's control, but there was nothing stopping him from simply... sending it elsewhere. Unfortunately for Bacon, Charnyx was ready for that. His bonded withergeist stretched its power, redirecting Bacon's tear, and suddenly the two were standing face-to-face. Charnyx stabbed him. "Surprise," he said mockingly. As he did, he felt the second part of the ritual begin. The withergeists continued to swirl, pulling on the water as they did so. A vortex formed in the sea of ink, the waters receding from the mountain. A loud scream rose from the withergeists, anticipation building. The earth began to shake. Mordite everywhere began to hum expectantly. Only one more Author remained. Fog sighed. Ah, well. Bacon? Are you alright? she asked boredly, eyeing Malevolence. @NameIess Alright. I've made my decision. She tore Mordite from the ground and launched them at Malevolence, pinning him between chunks of it. Edited February 15 by Through The Living Glass
NameIess Posted February 15 Posted February 15 17 hours ago, Ashkaloda said: Egis appeared hovering above the ink-soaked ground, right next to Malevolence. She placed a hand on his shoulder, and suddenly his mind was filled with an overwhelming flood of images, breaking up his thoughts. Landscapes, faces, burning emotions—it all flashed by in rapidfire secession. As soon as one fizzled out, the next came almost instantly, slamming itself to the forefront of his mind with little subtlety. Malevolence staggered, struggling to withstand the onslaught. "At last, the forces of good have arrived. In vain you shall struggle, for my triumph is certain." Holding one hand against a wall, Malevolence summoned Antagonist. The black crown appeared on his head in a form not dissimilar to that which it had taken when wielded by Rebus. The same, actually, save for a quiet flickering of white sparks, playing between the crown's tips. Immediately, Malevolence straightened. The barrage of images and emotions ceased, rebuffed by the Plotblade's power. The villain smiled. "Is that the best you can do?" He pointed Darkseeker, and a wave of liquid darkness sprung forth towards Egis. Even as he did this, however, a new emotion entered Malevolence's mind. Regret. Regret and sorrow, for what he would give up. Malevolence frowned. Regret? He'd dealt with this already. Surely... It struck him. Antagonist and Redemption are one. I cannot use Antagonist without allowing Redemption to grasp at my soul, attempting to drag me into the light. Malevolence gritted his teeth. It was a risk he would have to take. His devotion to evil was strong. Redemption would not overcome it. 1 hour ago, Through The Living Glass said: As the flood rose, Balitan vanished. If anyone noticed, it would be too late, regardless, for as soon as he appeared in the depths of an ocean far, far away, he was already a fine, bloody mist. There would be others, Fog knew, but . . . hopefully this would delay things for the time being. As the flood receded, Balitan stood where he'd been before. Around him was a cage of calm and pure darkness, powered by a device the scientist held close to his chest. 1 hour ago, Through The Living Glass said: Alright. I've made my decision. She tore Mordite from the ground and launched them at Malevolence, pinning him between chunks of it. Malevolence pointed Darkseeker at Fog's heart, standing confidently between the Mordite. "Did you think I would leave my sacrifice unguarded? Cricket left me with two Ennulling batteries, and I only had to use one of them while fighting Bacon."
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 15 Posted February 15 3 minutes ago, NameIess said: Malevolence staggered, struggling to withstand the onslaught. "At last, the forces of good have arrived. In vain you shall struggle, for my triumph is certain." Holding one hand against a wall, Malevolence summoned Antagonist. The black crown appeared on his head in a form not dissimilar to that which it had taken when wielded by Rebus. The same, actually, save for a quiet flickering of white sparks, playing between the crown's tips. Immediately, Malevolence straightened. The barrage of images and emotions ceased, rebuffed by the Plotblade's power. The villain smiled. "Is that the best you can do?" He pointed Darkseeker, and a wave of liquid darkness sprung forth towards Egis. Even as he did this, however, a new emotion entered Malevolence's mind. Regret. Regret and sorrow, for what he would give up. Malevolence frowned. Regret? He'd dealt with this already. Surely... It struck him. Antagonist and Redemption are one. I cannot use Antagonist without allowing Redemption to grasp at my soul, attempting to drag me into the light. Malevolence gritted his teeth. It was a risk he would have to take. His devotion to evil was strong. Redemption would not overcome it. As the flood receded, Balitan stood where he'd been before. Around him was a cage of calm and pure darkness, powered by a device the scientist held close to his chest. Malevolence pointed Darkseeker at Fog's heart, standing confidently between the Mordite. "Did you think I would leave my sacrifice unguarded? Cricket left me with two Ennulling batteries, and I only had to use one of them while fighting Bacon." She smiled. "That's alright. S'pose he's not needed anymore, anyway." She tossed at little sphere at him, which stuck to his suit as she sucked him underground with the Mordite, attempting to crush him, just like last time. He found himself unable to teleport.
NameIess Posted February 15 Posted February 15 12 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said: She smiled. "That's alright. S'pose he's not needed anymore, anyway." She tossed at little sphere at him, which stuck to his suit as she sucked him underground with the Mordite, attempting to crush him, just like last time. He found himself unable to teleport. Malevolence cut the sphere free with disdain, then surrounded himself with a sphere of his own. Cracks formed in the ground beneath Fog, jets of darkness shooting forth from them.
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 15 Posted February 15 Just now, NameIess said: Malevolence cut the sphere free with disdain, then surrounded himself with a sphere of his own. Cracks formed in the ground beneath Fog, jets of darkness shooting forth from them. She spiraled out of the way, humming to herself. A rift opened up beside him, and the darkness hit him instead.
Verdance he/him Posted February 15 Posted February 15 (edited) 32 minutes ago, NameIess said: Malevolence staggered, struggling to withstand the onslaught. "At last, the forces of good have arrived. In vain you shall struggle, for my triumph is certain." Holding one hand against a wall, Malevolence summoned Antagonist. The black crown appeared on his head in a form not dissimilar to that which it had taken when wielded by Rebus. The same, actually, save for a quiet flickering of white sparks, playing between the crown's tips. Immediately, Malevolence straightened. The barrage of images and emotions ceased, rebuffed by the Plotblade's power. The villain smiled. "Is that the best you can do?" He pointed Darkseeker, and a wave of liquid darkness sprung forth towards Egis. Even as he did this, however, a new emotion entered Malevolence's mind. Regret. Regret and sorrow, for what he would give up. Malevolence frowned. Regret? He'd dealt with this already. Surely... It struck him. Antagonist and Redemption are one. I cannot use Antagonist without allowing Redemption to grasp at my soul, attempting to drag me into the light. Malevolence gritted his teeth. It was a risk he would have to take. His devotion to evil was strong. Redemption would not overcome it. As the flood receded, Balitan stood where he'd been before. Around him was a cage of calm and pure darkness, powered by a device the scientist held close to his chest. Malevolence pointed Darkseeker at Fog's heart, standing confidently between the Mordite. "Did you think I would leave my sacrifice unguarded? Cricket left me with two Ennulling batteries, and I only had to use one of them while fighting Bacon." Eden stared. Two Plotblades. Couldn’t be better. Inkwell motioned at her. He was unarmed, what was he doing? —— Time to see if the plan worked. Inkwell waited until Malevolence rebuffed Egis and Fog’s attacks, then continued his approach. He could still use the pen’s switch… no. That wouldn’t be enough. He’d already come this far. Time to finish this. “You need a sacrifice,” he told Malevolence. “If I’m honest, I thought the ocean was enough to stop you. Rip away the Pages, or Darkseeker. But my author seems to have abandoned me. So I’d rather die than be a withergeist under your control.” He tossed Shadowlight aside. “You want a sacrifice? Here he is.” slight main character syndrome here if I’m being honest, but imma take a break from the thread for a few weeks after this entire scene is done so I’m going all out a bit early Edited February 15 by edgyswordname
Keke They/he Posted February 15 Posted February 15 3 hours ago, xinoehp512 said: "I don't know. Life, I suppose. It is often a difficult and terrible thing." "life doesn't take a girl like her and make her hurt this bad. Something. Happened." - @NameIess @DragonHeir @Shatter Elinore tries to pull rebyl back to get out of there but she refuses to move. She wouldnt leave without an answer. "Malevolence! Why in the universes would you summon that thing!?" Elinore shouted over the wind leaving rebyl to confront rebus.
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 15 Posted February 15 3 minutes ago, edgyswordname said: Eden stared. Two Plotblades. Couldn’t be better. Inkwell motioned at her. He was unarmed, what was he doing? —— Time to see if the plan worked. Inkwell waited until Malevolence rebuffed Egis and Fog’s attacks, then continued his approach. He could still use the pen’s switch… no. That wouldn’t be enough. He’d already come this far. Time to finish this. “You need a sacrifice,” he told Malevolence. “If I’m honest, I thought the ocean was enough to stop you. Rip away the Pages, or Darkseeker. But my author seems to have abandoned me. So I’d rather die than be a withergeist under your control.” He tossed Shadowlight aside. “You want a sacrifice? Here he is.” Fog sighed. Inkwell . . . fight or leave. It can't be just any sacrifice. A blade that shone like a beacon in the dark formed in front of him. Go help Bacon.
NameIess Posted February 15 Posted February 15 8 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said: She spiraled out of the way, humming to herself. A rift opened up beside him, and the darkness hit him instead. The darkness diverted in its path, instead shooting upwards and opening a path for Malevolence to ascend back to the surface. "We have had this fight before, Fog. It did not end well for you then, and neither will it do so now." 4 minutes ago, edgyswordname said: Time to see if the plan worked. Inkwell waited until Malevolence rebuffed Egis and Fog’s attacks, then continued his approach. He could still use the pen’s switch… no. That wouldn’t be enough. He’d already come this far. Time to finish this. “You need a sacrifice,” he told Malevolence. “If I’m honest, I thought the ocean was enough to stop you. Rip away the Pages, or Darkseeker. But my author seems to have abandoned me. So I’d rather die than be a withergeist under your control.” He tossed Shadowlight aside. “You want a sacrifice? Here he is.” Malevolence frowned, though he could not help but admire Inkwell's bravery. "You? Why would I sacrifice you? Why would you assume that would work?" 3 hours ago, xinoehp512 said: Charnyx did not gasp as the ink buried him. Why would he? He had no need to breathe. He swam towards Bacon. For so long the fool had eluded him. No longer. An enormous shark exploded towards him, mouth gaping. With a casual flick of his knife, he dispatched it, then reanimated it under his control. It spun around, ready to lunge at Bacon, but The Narrator tore space open with a flick of his fingers. A reasonable defence: he'd struggle to directly affect the creature while it was under Charnyx's control, but there was nothing stopping him from simply... sending it elsewhere. Unfortunately for Bacon, Charnyx was ready for that. His bonded withergeist stretched its power, redirecting Bacon's tear, and suddenly the two were standing face-to-face. Charnyx stabbed him. "Surprise," he said mockingly. Excellent job, Charnyx. Keep him distracted. The ritual is nearly completed. 1 minute ago, Keke said: Elinore tries to pull rebyl back to get out of there but she refuses to move. She wouldnt leave without an answer. "Malevolence! Why in the universes would you summon that thing!?" Elinore shouted over the wind leaving rebyl to confront rebus. Malevolence heard Rebyl's question, and amid a shimmer of sparks from his crown, he... felt her emotions. It was odd. Feeling horror at his own actions, feeling intensely that it was... wrong. In an instant, the moment passed. "Because I will be the greatest evil there has ever been!" He bellowed in answer. The words sounded hollow to his ears. That final Author had better speak soon. Malevolence thought grimly. This blade is getting to me.
Verdance he/him Posted February 15 Posted February 15 1 minute ago, NameIess said: The darkness diverted in its path, instead shooting upwards and opening a path for Malevolence to ascend back to the surface. "We have had this fight before, Fog. It did not end well for you then, and neither will it do so now." Malevolence frowned, though he could not help but admire Inkwell's bravery. "You? Why would I sacrifice you? Why would you assume that would work?" Excellent job, Charnyx. Keep him distracted. The ritual is nearly completed. Malevolence heard Rebyl's question, and amid a shimmer of sparks from his crown, he... felt her emotions. It was odd. Feeling horror at his own actions, feeling intensely that it was... wrong. In an instant, the moment passed. "Because I will be the greatest evil there has ever been!" He bellowed in answer. The words sounded hollow to his ears. That final Author had better speak soon. Malevolence thought grimly. This blade is getting to me. “Oh, I really don’t care. My author just said he needs a minimum of one post’s delay for Eden to sneak up on you.” And she did, trying to stab Malevolence in the neck but missing, Death Omen’s blade barely striking him in the shoulder, sending him into a vision.
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 15 Posted February 15 3 minutes ago, NameIess said: The darkness diverted in its path, instead shooting upwards and opening a path for Malevolence to ascend back to the surface. "We have had this fight before, Fog. It did not end well for you then, and neither will it do so now." 4 minutes ago, NameIess said: That final Author had better speak soon. Malevolence thought grimly. This blade is getting to me. Fog continued to smile. "We both have some new tricks up our sleeves." She summoned another orb and teleported it to him, where it latched onto his suit and cracked it with a powerful thrust of the Mordite blade inside. "What a curious Blade Rebus has given you," she whispered, though he would hear it clearly. "Tell me, what would you do if it got to you fully?" 7 minutes ago, edgyswordname said: “Oh, I really don’t care. My author just said he needs a minimum of one post’s delay for Eden to sneak up on you.” And she did, trying to stab Malevolence in the neck but missing, Death Omen’s blade barely striking him in the shoulder, sending him into a vision. Did you see what Fog said to him?
NameIess Posted February 15 Posted February 15 3 minutes ago, edgyswordname said: “Oh, I really don’t care. My author just said he needs a minimum of one post’s delay for Eden to sneak up on you.” And she did, trying to stab Malevolence in the neck but missing, Death Omen’s blade barely striking him in the shoulder, sending him into a vision. Malevolence's crown vibrated in harmony with the power of Death Omen, white sparks flashing to briefly reveal a fragmented crystalline halo hovering above Malevolence's head. Malevolence saw his death. Not a certain doom, but a death of Redemption. Instead of sacrificing Balitan, he could turn Darkseeker upon himself. The ritual would be completed, the Witherlord summoned into a body already impaled by a Mordite blade. The Mantle could be shattered, the Witherlord's looming threat defeated forever. He felt the Thread's rejoicing, he saw the joy and relief and felt it all, and knew that it was good. Malevolence shook himself from the vision and spun, slashing at Eden with his dark dagger. 3 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said: Fog continued to smile. "We both have some new tricks up our sleeves." She summoned another orb and teleported it to him, where it latched onto his suit and cracked it with a powerful thrust of the Mordite blade inside. "What a curious Blade Rebus has given you," she whispered, though he would hear it clearly. "Tell me, what would you do if it got to you fully?" "It won't." Malevolence said with a firmness he could no longer feel. "I am evil. No Plotblade can change that fact." He cut the orb free again and began moving toward Balitan. The third Author would speak soon, he was certain of it. 2
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 15 Posted February 15 1 minute ago, NameIess said: Malevolence's crown vibrated in harmony with the power of Death Omen, white sparks flashing to briefly reveal a fragmented crystalline halo hovering above Malevolence's head. Malevolence saw his death. Not a certain doom, but a death of Redemption. Instead of sacrificing Balitan, he could turn Darkseeker upon himself. The ritual would be completed, the Witherlord summoned into a body already impaled by a Mordite blade. The Mantle could be shattered, the Witherlord's looming threat defeated forever. He felt the Thread's rejoicing, he saw the joy and relief and felt it all, and knew that it was good. Malevolence shook himself from the vision and spun, slashing at Eden with his dark dagger. "It won't." Malevolence said with a firmness he could no longer feel. "I am evil. No Plotblade can change that fact." He cut the orb free again and began moving toward Balitan. The third Author would speak soon, he was certain of it. The Nullifying field brought on by the battery flickered, then vanished altogether as Balitan also vanished. Fog chuckled. "This core was the easiest to find, thanks to those Nullite caverns." Just now, Aeoryi said: Ribbon watched Fog fight Malevolence. She waved. You should leave. I have everything covered here. Stay safe. 4 minutes ago, NameIess said: "It won't." Malevolence said with a firmness he could no longer feel. "I am evil. No Plotblade can change that fact." He cut the orb free again and began moving toward Balitan. The third Author would speak soon, he was certain of it. "You doubt yourself, even now."
Aeoryi she/her Posted February 15 Posted February 15 Just now, Through The Living Glass said: The Nullifying field brought on by the battery flickered, then vanished altogether as Balitan also vanished. Fog chuckled. "This core was the easiest to find, thanks to those Nullite caverns." She waved. You should leave. I have everything covered here. Stay safe. Alright. Ribbon replied, I trust you. She flickered out, appearing somewhere else.
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 15 Posted February 15 1 minute ago, Aeoryi said: Alright. Ribbon replied, I trust you. She flickered out, appearing somewhere else. Thank you. I'll be there soon.
NameIess Posted February 15 Posted February 15 1 minute ago, Through The Living Glass said: The Nullifying field brought on by the battery flickered, then vanished altogether as Balitan also vanished. Fog chuckled. "This core was the easiest to find, thanks to those Nullite caverns." "What are you doing, switching them all out for one another?" Malevolence snorted. "Perhaps your unique being allows for it, but it's still frankly ridiculous to assume one can just grab Nullite that's lying around and become an Ennuller." He stood, and a part of him was glad that Balitan was gone. Killing him would have been difficult, with Redemption forcing him to feel these emotions.
Through The Living Glass She/They Posted February 15 Posted February 15 1 minute ago, NameIess said: "What are you doing, switching them all out for one another?" Malevolence snorted. "Perhaps your unique being allows for it, but it's still frankly ridiculous to assume one can just grab Nullite that's lying around and become an Ennuller." He stood, and a part of him was glad that Balitan was gone. Killing him would have been difficult, with Redemption forcing him to feel these emotions. "Not quite." She floated there, watching to see what he would do.
NameIess Posted February 15 Posted February 15 Just now, Through The Living Glass said: "Not quite." She floated there, watching to see what he would do. Malevolence just smiled at her. A large container appeared next to him, edges frosted with ice.
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