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i haven't, but I am going to asap

Those hands... Just couldn't take her eyes off them, so big...

Winter curses, resetting his body again. (Moving only his body, everything unbelonging to it disappears: then the body can change and reset) "How dare you damage what Yami created. I have no time for a fool like you." He disappears, unknowingly escaping from an un-escapable (mind)scape. That's what he remembered: ignorance is bliss. Truth vs Honest Belief vs Faith vs Reality Winter stepped onto the flat, stone castle roof of Yami's home, gazing at the woods to the left and the sea to the right. "It's beautiful, isn't it, Winter?" "Yes. It is, Yami."

Winter halted for one fatal moment as his last emotion screamed in pain, then fell silent. Pestilence? Fire? Those mean nothing to a dark creation such as him. His body was simply a tool, his life was but a concept. Nobody understood that. Not even Yami. Something snapped inside of Winter, and it wasn't his collar bone. He looked down at his hands, deflecting the spear thrust with his wings, spinning in the air: Metal hands? No, not metal. Matter. Metal wings? No. What's anything but everything? Self thought was in his creation, but unlike all things, it had no limit. Was his mind retrieved from his previous body? No. It was created, one with the universe. So what was his body? (he deflected another strike) Pointless? No, Yami had given it to him, he couldn't let it be damaged. How dare I realize things. Why do I still seek emotion? I am like a child. Winter paused in the air, is wings of matter beating. Kill my mind. His past was erased. His body reset. He only knew two things: himself and Yami. There appeared to be someone attacking him. That was strange. He deflected her attacks with his hands and wings, ducking and weaving between the ones he couldn't block. "May I ask why you assault me? I do not wish to fight you." He said, hovering a safe distance away.

Winter appears behind Cir, his hands covered in blood. "I apologize for ruining your armour."

I love your flashiness, witch, but let's get the fun going. You may go first.

"Your concept of mindscapes may be rudimentary." Winter replies, his wings reflecting the fire. "You may have mastered mindscapes, but I was created with the perfect knowledge of that concept's mother. R." Everything becomes nothing. So, witch, how do you like this? The greater concept behind it all, rediscovered by the queen of darkness over millennia of being encased in ice. The nothingness turns into pitch-black darkness. This is past your grasp. You have no power here.

Winter laughs his favorite cold, emotionless laugh. "You are nothing but dirt, and that is what you will become."

Checkmate. Someone whispers in Cir's ear. Then she's ripped into a mindscape, grey pebbles cover an expanse of grey hills. Winter hovers in front of her, smiling, black liquid corrupting the right half of his face, his good eye glinting (as it likes to do).

"HALT!!" shouts Korin, stumbling into the clearing and raising his dueling sword, with one hand. "I challenge one of you two a duel, the winner takes the girl, the loser dies. If you leave now, your honor is broken."

Winter laughs, turning and watching the distant form of Circestran. <access... 1, 1, 57 unbecoming > Clouds cover the city, flashing in the darkness above, wind from the mountains to the east blow down. (Winter's not controlling the weather) The angel appears about twenty feet in front of Circestran, black liquid leaking from his left tear gland, spilling out in the wind, his body burning. "I suppose it's past the point of honorably fighting. If you want to follow me, you may." He smiled (slightly insanely), then was gone. (Korin is still there, trying to block Nath as Fox escapes)

"Pathetic." Winter knocks the three blades to the side, appearing next to Circestran, his deadly, burning hands striking... Korin bit his lip, blood falling down to his chin. He held his guard. "You speak blasphemy. I refuse to let you past, on pain of my own death. I will not fail her either."

Winter stumbles back against the wall, pushing up in the sky to pursue Circestran, his arm burning. That was a double edged sword, she would soon see. Ah, Winter it hurts!! Please, make it stop!! "I am more free then I have ever been. He has given me myself. I know love that you can only begin to grasp." Korin shifts his blade down, stepping back with his right foot. "I will hold you for as long as it takes. If my body is the shield my friend needs, so be it."

Reaching into his body, the angel accesses his inner coding, the concept by which Yami created him; System...> <1> (1, 57?>> access "Dueling")/*accessing inner code, "Dueling"*/... font:broken system error; voiding format.... Dueling: 1-1: !* redirect; <div>RuleOne: <div? *nonexistant*> */A line meets a circle, a circle meets a line.*/.... ERROR, redirecting; Acess inner code; System1 accept <div/> <div> RuleTwo: BodyCheat; insanity; fake start; false start Unbecoming <div/> .....>> Error (file not found) ..... Winter halted for half a second, in his mind's eye seeing the charging figure. A line meets a circle, a circle meets a line. If I face her head on, it's strength against strength. The angel smiled, stepping back with his right foot, then pivoting, swinging his body in a circle and meeting Circestran's charge from the right side, with a metal fist... Korin laughs, staying in position. "Winter has not trapped me, he has freed me. There is nothing you could do to equal him." Korin glances at Fox, pleading in his eyes. "Please, run. Do it for everyone that has ever wanted to keep you safe. Do not listen to this demon's lies."

Winter dodges the arrow, activating his R... in his own reality, time seems to slow around him. But in reality he is going faster than time... Korin holds his position, between Nath and the Fox. "Please, little Fox, run now."

Winter glances up into the sky, past the alley where he stood. Something flashed in the darkness above him. He raised his arm, just as an arrow was fired: it sunk, sticking straight through the other end of his hand. Winter cursed, instantly in the sky; there was another winged figure. He laughed, an insane laugh, the laugh of his death. "I suppose I have to kill you if I am to leave. So be it, I do not care how many I have to kill." Something hit his mind; a message from Korin, a distress signal. The angel smiled, a crooked, evil smile. "Let's make this quick." Nath was here. There was nothing Korin could do, except buy time. That was his only purpose at this point, having nothing else to give his friend. "Fox, run!!" he shouted, drawing his light dueling sword, holding it in guard stance. "You cannot have her, devil." @Nathrangking @Scarletfox