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Post by prime on May 23, 2006 1:18:42 GMT -5
Primus stepped forwards, climbing up the steep cliff face, using his white staff to support him. The glyphs glowed slightly, helping to illuminate his surroundings in the pre-dawn light. Primus had an emptyness inside him, a void he desperately needed to fill, and now something drew him to this cave, a mile above the ground below, telling him he'd find an answer there. Little did he know he was about the walk into a widely known, dangerous cave, called 'The Vault of Opposition.' Within were two souls, an incredably powerful demon soul, and an incredably powerful angels soul, an arch angel in fact. Primus thought to perhaps fill the emptyness within, but either soul would destroy him, and take command of his frail new form.
Primus walked into the mouth of the cave, and continued down a long tunnel, where he knew he'd find peace, and strength again. He walked into the mouth of the cave, and stood before two figures of himself, light and dark. They looked at him, and he could tell they sought to gain dominance over him, take his mind and make him theirs completely. He lifted his white staff, and cast a barrier before him, and though they're magics pounded at it, they couldn't breach it, not yet anyways. Primus slowly weakened, without the great energy's than ran through him once before, energy's that he could no longer remember, but the conduits were still there. Only his energy couldn't fill those conduits, and his power was as a feeble trick, compared to what it once was. The apparitions broke through, and Primus was forced to the offensive. A wave of blue fire swept forth into the apparitions, but it broke and traveled around them as it neared. Steeling himself, he pointed his staff at the dark apparition, and caused an explosion, which he compounded and focused into a beam of energy towards it. It ripped through the apparitions chest, despite all that it could do to fend it off, but left Primus greatly weakened. The apparition of light walked forwards, to take Primus as its own. As soon as it got close enough, however, Primus lifted the end of his staff, and hit it in the throat. It choked and moaned, and slowly suffocated from its own anxious writhing. Primus pulled himself weakly back onto his feet, and continued heading deeper into the cave.
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Post by dave on May 25, 2006 1:06:05 GMT -5
He had watched this exchange in offensives, and followed the feeble figure at first. This was futile in Auro’s mind though. The weak character could probably sense him anyway. Auro’s pace quickened to catch up with him.
“Prime,” he called. “Or whatever your called now,” he added. “I’ve come to help you, even if you don’t want it. You may have some power but not enough to help you against whatever is in this cave. Let me help you.” Auro advised.
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Post by prime on May 25, 2006 1:21:08 GMT -5
"Prime?" Primus asked vaguely, and looked at the man. A memory suddenly flashed though his mind. Giant dragon's, Auro, Aurora was his name. He was there with him, and a man called Zebedee, and others. He frowned, yes he'd been called Prime then. "Aye, I was. The only name that registers in my mind now is Primus though." He said slowly. Blinking, he suddenly noticed how much better his left eye was than his right. He reached up to it, and felt only coldness. Another flash of memory, pain, blinding, intense pain, as his eye was torn away. Words flashed though his mind, This is part of your power.] It said, Primus questioned it. [See?]
A bright light, as though the sun filled the room, and Primus stepped forwards out of the light, covered in organic silver armor, his staff covered in armor of its own, and his left arm a huge cannon. "What is this?!" Prime asked, surprised. A great spirit seemed to be within him, with great power and a great kindness. It nearly filled the void within him. Primus turned his head towards Auro, "Thank you, you've already helped me regain a little of myself it seems." Primus said heartfully, "Your welcome to follow me if you wish." The power flashed off, and he was just a feeble figure again, holding onto his staff weakly. He turned, and walked further into the caves, striding towards that which could make him whole.
They arrived in a small room, in which sat two globes, and from which space and time itself twisted, trying to tear Primus and Auro apart, drive them mad, drive them insane, drive them to the edges of existence, never to return. Primus put up a barrier, doing his best to protect them both, the sweat slowly pouring off his skin, dripping steadily to the floor, and echoed hollowly in the empty caves. Primus looked upon his salvation, a golden orb which cried of goodness, and a blood red orb which cried of temptation. They both let off such an aura of sadness, it tore at his heart. But he knew he couldn't take them in like this, either would destroy him, forces to good and to evil for his body. He turned to Auro. "I need to combine those two souls, but I can't do it while I have to fight these influence, do you think you could hold it off?" He asked, almost pleading.
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Post by dave on May 25, 2006 1:28:37 GMT -5
“Of course,” Auro answered. He lifted his arms and a slightly transparent shield appeared around the two warriors. The power that hit it was strong; Aurora had trouble getting back in control. The power of the orbs surprised him, nearly making him lose control. Like Primus, sweat began to pour down his face, but unlike Primus Aurora had mind techniques to help him.
“Be quick. I might not be able to hold it off for too long,” Aurora warned.
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Post by prime on May 25, 2006 1:40:48 GMT -5
Primus nodded, and directed his power at the two orbs. They shattered, and they're combined presence beat at the cave, beat at Primus and Aurora. They broke though Auro's shield in a moment, and Primus acted before they could be much changed by the forces now acting upon them, though he didn't think they'd walk out of the chamber without at least an eye glow now. He reached out, and created a sink of energy between the two souls, which they were immidiately sucked into, decapitated by they're lack of experience as they were. He forced them to be molded, and combined. And before him stood, an incredably powerful, neutral soul. A soul of simply power, as Prime had once been. He channelled the soul into his staff, and from his staff into himself. He took in as much as he could, but in the end, half resided in the staff, and half in Primus, as he was no longer able to take in any power. The feeling of the neutral soul inside of him was incredably, he almost felt like his old self again. His staff aquired a burning blue halo around its head, and Prime was like-wise effected, a burning blue halo appearing around his head as well. And, that aside, the effect the two souls had on him while the shield was down had caused his remaining eye to turn as black as the void, and it seemed to suck in the light around it. Primus turned to Auro, "I hope you don't pay to high a price for this." He said. "Lets go eat some dinner, my treat. Eh? Have a normal conversation for once, instead of having to deal with this."
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Post by dave on May 25, 2006 1:52:11 GMT -5
“I don’t think anything major happened to me,” he replied, “But I feel different, darker maybe.” He added. Auro did feel darker a taint of something, he had felt it once before when he was possessed. But this was different, not evil just dark.
He raised his hand and pointed it at a small rock on the ground, a dark blacky-blue beam of ice shot of his palm and annihilated the rock.
“Well something has changed. But a good change it seems.” He said. “Down to business though. Where are we eating?” Auro asked.
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Post by prime on May 27, 2006 6:27:09 GMT -5
"Fu Jin's Choumein. Best Chinese returaunt I've ever been to, according to my regained memories anyways. Here." He grabbed Auro's shoulder and teleported them to the correct place. "They're used to people like us popping in, their will be a waiter here in a moment." He said. "Don't be to stressed if you see something really messed up, we're in the Nightside now."
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