Lord Meeker

Red alarms began blaring through the building. The elevator opened and a woman rushed out and ran to the man behind the counter. She whispered something to the man. He blanched. "I would evacuate the city. People are being consumed. Nobody is safe. I don't think Soel will answer your call." With that he rushed to the elevator and disappeared inside. @I think I am here. @Sorana

"My request is that you spike all emotion from me. After you do so I advise you to leave the City behind. I would rather not kill you." Sephtis said. @MacThorstenson

"Well I haven't killed them per se, I just assimilated them into my head where they steadily drive me insane with their demands. I knew how to control it at one point, but I seem to have erased my own memory for some reason I can't figure out. I was classed as a high epic, I think I assimulated my own parents when the darkness came. With it and the voices it is driving me to assimilate more people. Though I don't know why... It would just make more voices. I have a request."

"Do you know what it is like to end up killing everyone you ever cared about?" Sephtis asked between bites of cookie. "To see the Betrayal and hurt in their eyes before they die?"

"Is it spiked? I'd prefer them spiked." He simply asked holding out his hand and taking the cookie.

Sephtis appeared at the Overlook. His cloak billowed in the on coming wind. The darkness had consumed him so long ago. Drove him to kill. Sephtis, Eternal Death, a name given to him by the people of Earth, before he had been transferred to this odd world. Somehow the darkness had followed him here. Here as a child of twelve plagued by the voices of those he had consumed on Earth. He was taken in by a family but ultimate used as a Walking Hemilurgic project. Sephtis had only wanted to have friends, family, Comrades, who cared as much as he did. But the darkness, the fear had driven him to manipulate those who he held most dear. To erase most of his memory he was sure. To kill those who came close to finding his weakness as every Epic did. That is why he told Althea what he did back at Oasis city. It was best for the Ghostbloods and the rest of the Alleyverse to be rid of a evil mastermind wasn't it? He stood there in though for sometime before he realized that someone was hugging him from behind. "Twilight." "it's okay to let people care about you, ya know" she said. "But the darkness-" he stopped realizing something. "Are you a hallucination? A illusion my mind conjured up?" "your heart is not ready for the answer." She said. Twilight sat with her legs over the side of the cliff, swinging them up and down. Her long brown hair blew in the breeze. She was beautiful, she had to be real right? He sighed to himself and watched as the sun began to set.

"I do not know if I have the strength. The darkness..." Sehptis paused. "Nonetheless, I will try for your love for Max. ( )." Sephtis strode forward. Phasing between the barrier, he placed his hands on his friend's head and gifted Mental healing. "The darkness will consume me if you do not stop me. Do a favor. When you nullify my Epic powers, do not try to save me. Put me out of my misery." With that Sephtis disappeared from the Oasis City. @Sorana @I think I am here.

The words jarred him from his concentration. His eye narrowed, hard and unforgiving gaze lingered on Althea. "You accuse me of killing my own? They were once comrades until they refused my leadership upon my return. They were corrupted by the council's idealist views. I am killing them physically, perhaps, but they live on in here. I am the Horseman of Death. It is my duty to purge those who do not follow me." Sephtis tapped his head, he turned his gaze to Max, his friend and trusted comrade, and lowered his voice to a whisper. "As for Max, he came on his own accord. I did not ask him to come." As he finished two large explosive objects flew towards him. Once the missiles touched him, he sent them into the cognitive realm. He drew one of his oldest weapons a IV awakened saber and deflected the on coming bullets. @Sorana @Life&Death

"Good all according to plan. I have a scapegoat. Just need to alter the surviving people's memory." Sephtis muttered.

People in the crowd began to drop. They lay unmoving where they fell. "Another Cataclysm of Death has begun."

Sephtis sighed and looked to his companions. "Kill them all."

"I was going tell you what I was about do and inform you how I duped you all." Sephtis said. "But I standing in a crowd of idiots."

"I wonder who the source of the riot is." Sephtis said. "You are all ruining my plan."

Sephtis paused. "I am beginning to wonder if any of you are worth my time."

Sephtis glared at the person who shouted. "Wrong! I was there you moron!" Sephtis returned his attention to his opponents. "Though it will be a repeat of what I did."

"Did anyone teach you history?" Sephtis placed his thumb and forefinger against the bridge of his nose in frustration.

Sephtis sighed, time to play a trump card. "Have I ever told you about the Cataclysm of Death that happened on Nalthis six hundred years ago??"

Sephtis spluttered. "Speech? What speech?"

"The only way you will make me leave is through the Beyond. Good Luck." Sephtis said.

"I will not leave what rightly belongs to me." Sephtis said. "Cain, a good strategist know how to use his troops and men to the best of their abilities. Trust me."

Sehptis waved back his supporters. "Let me handle this."