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[Forest of Maze – GM Post]

“You are so presumptuous,” Kuromi glared hazily back to the drow, how now spoke in a different tongue. Being the all powerful sorceress of the land, it was easy for her to undermine his feeble way of testing her. Her eyes shot through him ever so sharply, the deep amethyst depths of her corrupted soul shone distinctively with her smile glare.

Pursing her lips, Kuromi faded to her side and instantly reappeared beside him, allured by the trickling blood that rolled from his finger to the stem of her roses.

“Drow,” she called, “perhaps you can see my aura, but-”

The young lady laughed sinisterly, “I’m not the person you fancy, so if I were you,”

Leaning against him, she whispered, “I’ll keep my mouth shut.”

Kuromi gingerly waved her hand in front of her lips and blew a dark, sparkling aura his way; and without a moment to waste, the two dark clad figures vanished in a flurry of black rose petals that whirled around graciously in their spot.

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Sea dropped from stall to stall, trying out the different delicacies offered by each store. Amazing how many there were in one place- the young girl was just so thrilled to try out all of them.

Bouncing on her heels the girl stopped by another stall that offered odd looking balled snacks that had a picture of an octopus on the store banner; Sea hummed merrily as the owner served her the meal and took a bite of the so-called Takoyaki and enjoyed the soft and warm taste that tickled her taste buds. Asking the man who tends the store, Sea beamed-

“Anou, excuse me,” Sea said in between bites, “What are these exactly?”

The old man laughed and smiled back at her, “Ah, a first timer,” the bluenette only nodded, munching on another ball, “Those are called Takoyaki.”

Sea blinked several times, “Tako..?”

“Octopus,” Feeling proud, the old man pointed his thumb on his chest and grinned broad and wide, “caught ‘em myself this morning.”

“Octi-kun,” she felt a little mortified for eating a fellow sea creature, but Sean didn’t bother to stop and continued to eat unconsciously speaking her thoughts audibly-

“I never thought Octi-kun tastes so good.” She giggled, “I feel like a cannibal now!”

“Cannibal?” the old man repeated, somehow spaced out by the girl’s sudden fit of laughter.

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Ghôst Raziel

The young man felt a slight change in the air.
"tension... in a festival like this?" He quickly stands up straight and focuses on the tension trying to pin point the direction it's coming from, he eventually finds it and begins his search for the source, he seemed to move through the crowd like a spectre, weaving in and out of large groups but never coming in contact with any one person, people had also stopped staring at him as if he had dissappeared. After a short time he comes to a part of the town where the crowds were thinner and the tension was thicker, shortly after he finds the source due to a rather strange conversation, with out his friends he dare not fight an unknown enemy on his own, so he sts and listens for a moment before he comes to a decision.

Misoka

“I feel like a cannibal now!”

The two stopped the the sound of the girl's giggling.They stared curiously and with some longing at the idea of food. Before they had realized it their feet had carried them to the stand.The two removed their coat and stared into the eyes of the owner for a moment before looking towards the Takoyaki sitting on the stand. "Ano..." The two spoke simultaneously as the white haired twin placed her free hand on the stand "Is this enough for one?" they said withdrawing the hand. Two small coins that seemed to glow in the night were left, these were soon replaced by their order. With a bow the two took a few steps back and sat on the floor on their discarded coat.

Four onyx eyes stayed locked on the takoyaki which rolled from one free hand to the next before finally being gripped in the onyx haired twins bound hand. Both heads leaned in and ate the meal from opposite sides "Delicious..." the two said in monotone as they finished. They approached the blue haired girl and poked her in her stomach "Thank you for the recommendation"

Zegethys

Vaseari examined the interdimensional tunnel he was now hurtling through, and wondered if he should simply end it here, one of the gems on his cloak being enchanted for just such purposes to halt interdimensional transport. He shook his head and looked at the woman who was still next to him "I never did get the chance to introduce myself, my name is Vaseari Godendar, and you already know my profession from your examination of my activities, but what is your name and true profession my dear?" he asked her, having not quenched his curiosity quite yet.

He examined the rapidly shifting colors of the tunnel they were in while he waited for her answer, marveling at the strange magic she had used to teleport them. He grinned as he thought to himself, "Well, all possibilities are still in tact, but this better be worth me faking to submit to a transportation spell, from a woman no less" The blood from his finger continued trickling down, bleeding more then he had thought it would, but not caring at all, his robes could never get stained, and he was undead, if he bled through all his pores for five years he would still live.

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Ghôst Raziel

The young man senses the magic at work and leaves, quickly! He knew when he was outmatched and when his sword was no match for his opponent he was outmatched.
"prolly a couple fighting or something anyway", The young man walked on, his stomach beginning to grumble, it was time he'd found some food anyway. He walks up to a small stand and sits down.
"What can I get for this?" He tosses a few small coins on the counter, and listens to the shopkeep.

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[ARC]Aruka

Sea shrieked when she felt poking by her stomach. Looking down to her side, she saw two cute little girls beaming upon her, muttering words of gratitude. As her ever friendly demeanor, Sea smiled and turned to her side, offering two boxes of Takoyaki to the girls,

“Here, have some more,” she offered, patting the empty seat next to her, “this wonderful delicacy would be more delightful when shared with others, neh?”

Taking a bite on her own Takoyaki, the aqua haired girl continued to enjoy her third box, seemingly favoring the new taste of this food foreign to her.

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[Forest of Maze – GM Post]

“You may call me,” the auburn haired girl began, “Mistress Kuromi. I shall not be addressed as anything else, understand?”

With a stern authoritative look, Kuromi smirked and continued to watch the flowing blood gush from the Drow’s fingertips, ‘foolish being, you fell right into my trap,’ knowing all to well that the Drow’s capabilities includes mental telepathy, the wicked sorceress paid no attention to it, wanting the dark Drow to read through her thoughts.

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Zegethys

Vaseari clearly heard Kuromi's thoughts and frowned, in the blink of an eye reverting to his undead form, and placed his skeletal hand on her shoulder. "Well,Mistress" putting quite alot of emphasis on that word, making sure she knew he wouldn't be saying again, and in his cold unnatural whisper his voice took when he was in his undead form "need I remind you, I am a Lich? Anything you try to do, will quickly be quelled"

He glared at her with the dots of red light that were now his eyes, incredibly angry that a mere mortal would ever speak to him in such a manor. "I am willing to be a decent being, but you WILL SHOW ME RESPECT LOWER LIFE FORM!" using his magical powers to enhance his volume, also implanting some magical implications of surrender and submission. He was not lying, he was quite willing to get along with Kuromi, but he had became a Lich because he was tired of being disrespected, anyone that did not show him respect had two options.

Option 1. Respect him by force or by submission
Option 2. Death

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[ARC]Aruka

[Forest of Maze - GM Post]

“My ally, you killed him,” Kuromi wasn’t interested into listening into his fit of rage and boaster and only deluded him in a calm, serene demeanor, neglecting the show of utmost power before her, “I do not tolerate such acts, I figured you should know that.”

Waving her hand through the vortex, Kuromi had somehow transported her and Vaseari back in her lair. For a seemingly young sorceress, Kuromi has taste of the ancient gothic civilization. The dark walls draped in tapestries, stone figures and medieval armors- they were everywhere! The old grey castle was a picturesque scene from a terrible nightmare, created magnificently with a touch of sophistication and class as high ebony chandeliers lighted the grand hall, while torches beamed the dark hallways. Kuromi continued to walk in silence, the basket of flowers still hanged on her arm; the blooms already wilted with dark petals falling sadly on the floor.

“Vaseari,” the young girl walked through steps and up to a throne; whereas when she spun to face him, had transformed into a more immaculate beauty, with an eerie sense of darkness encasing her paled beauty, “it’s a shame you still haven’t figured out who I really am,”

Kuromi sighed, twirling a lock of dark amethyst on her delicate fingers, “perhaps it is time you cease wallowing in your self indulgent and take a look around you,” she laughed softly, yet maniacally, “better yet, take a look at me and see who you had just mocked and trampled with your disrespectful tongue!”

And as swift as her change of appearance, Kuromi lashed her right hand forward and whirled a light gust of dark magic into the stone figures, where for a few moments, Vaseari could see that they were former living creatures; mages, elf’s, priests- all of them, of high power and authority. Kuromi only gave a look of mockery at them as they tried to lounge in on her up in the air.

“Blasphemy,” she cackled and snapped her fingers; magic re-encasing the living beings back into their hallow figures- once again, being turned back into stones. “Have any ideas now?”

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Zegethys

"You forget, I've never been to this Dimension, wherever I might be, do you mind if I educate myself?" Vaseari walked over to the nearest Bookshelf, and, still wearing his undead form, he picked up a book whose title was Evils of this world. He placed his skeletal hand on the books cover and whispered some arcane words. Magic swirled around him, and glowing blue words floated out of the book. Millions of words continued flowing out of the book, forming a blue tornado around him and his book, though not disturbing anything else in the room.

Then, the swirling magic exploded, the words going out and then halting in middair. A small blue hole appeared in Vaseari's skull, and all the words were pulled into the hole, which after all the words were gone, the hole sealed and a pulse of magic went out of Vaseari's undead body. Vaseari carefully placed the book backwhere it had been and turned towards Kuromi "Quite impressive, but forgive me my dear, but I've been doing evil deeds since you were conceivied. I do admit, you have quite alot of evil on your record. But as I said, I've been doing evil since you were born, forgive me if I am not awed and amazed"

He popped his neck and seemed to glare at Kuromi, though really his lack of eyelids made ever look seem like a glare. "And about me killing your servant, you should teach them to gauge the strength of those they try to steal from, before they try the crime itself" he said in his cold whisper. He wasn't too impressed with Kuromi's show of trapped creatures, being that he had an entire dimension he had created full of slaves, both torture and sexual, and the little things she had just shown made up maybe a thousandth of his gathering.

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[ARC]Aruka

[Forest of Maze - GM Post]

“Aww, you’re no fun old man,” Kuromi laughed, “a millennium against a century doesn’t matter; it’s the power and authority that counts.”

Lingering on her throne, Kuromi slid sideways and stared lazily at Vaseari who didn’t seem astounded by the information fed to him. Crushing a single bud on her frail hand, blood gushed from its stem, as the petals turned into the red liquid that flowed from her hand. Smiling devilishly, Kuromi stuck a finger to her lips and lapped at the blood like a lusted vampire, smothering the remains on her white dress as her deep purple locks returned to its bloody mane that flowed past the floor.

Striding to her left, Kuromi slipped smoothly off her throne and crawled on the floor towards Vaseari who stood questioningly at her gesture.

“You know, taking someone’s life in such a way you delivered is a great sin in this world,” she grinned, purring on his robes, “but unlike in other worlds, no one ever gets away from the punishment. I’m sure my sister would be enraged when she finds out. You see, even if my elf was of the dark side, that girl has a big heart open to all beings of all walks of life…”

Kuromi pulled and tugged on Vaseari’s robes until she found the glowing embers that made up his eyes, “Sadaru would see to it that you’re punished. Not even a creature of your capabilities could sneak from that,” cupping the skull that made up his head, flesh began to grow from it, then skin, “but I can alleviate that,”

As Kuromi’s magic sipped through Vaseari, his body began to take form from its dull and lifeless system. The sorceress laughed, staring at him intently, “I can certainly use someone like you in my league,” she whispered in his ear; her tongue flicking in a tease, “I’m better off as an ally than an enemy, if you know what I mean…”

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