OOC: sorry if I haven't posted... you guys can write this long stuff at the drop of a hat, I can't.

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Nesalar eyes fluttered, opening once....twice....thrice....then they opened permanently.
He coughed and looked around blearily
"What is....happe..."
He saw the gaping wound in his chest.
"frack. Summon Angel of Kindness."
What irony. swearing right before summoning an angel.
An angel of kindness appeared, she had pink wings.
"What have you summoned me fo-ah! that is a bad injury, I'll get you patched up immediately!"
She used her magic to heal up the wound and get the blood back into his body, when she was finished Nesalar was good as new.
"and your healthy again! No need for payment; I'm an Angel of Kindness, doing nice things without any thought of reward makes me stronger! see ya!"
"Cool."
She dismissed herself.
Nesalar stood back and checked his surroundings.
He saw that a metallic dragon had finished eating Zeus and was destroying everything in its path with a laser beam from its mouth.
"Ok, weird but where is Jas-"
Then he remembered that Jasla told him she would turn into an uncontrollable metallic dragon of monstrous power if she ever got truly furious during their training at Kor'Danagar- the secret that she had told no one else.
"Oh. frack."
He quickly summoned another flying disc and hopped on it. He needed to keep Jasla away from the battle until she was out of her form! If possible, turn her back! But he had no idea how transforming magic worked; he was a summoner not a transmutist.
"Well....I'll just have to improvise then..."
He flew in front of Jasla and shouted.
"Jaasslaa!!! Snap out of it! Please!"
She lashed out at him with a claw, she didn't recognize him.
He evaded it and called out again. "Jasla! I know your in there! That is not you! Come out! Fight it!"
A Laser breath was fired at him for his troubles, he dodged that as well.
This wasn't working. "Switch to plan B then."
He held out his hands and shouted.
"Binding Chains!"
Magical Chains wrapped around the rampaging dragon. she broke through them easy.
"Binding Chains times two!"
She broke through them again.
"Binding Chains times five!"
She broke through them again.
"Binding Chains times ten!"
She broke through the chains again.
He held his breath, sweating. He never gone past times twelve level on the Binding Chains spell.
He was gonna have to improvise more than he thought.
He made a few complicated hand gestures and gathered a lot of his power.
"BINDING CHAINS- TIMES ONE HUNDRED!!"
Then giant glowing chains with runes all over them sprang out of his hands, completely binding Jasla in their grip and stopping her in her tracks, she was barely able to move.
Nesalar kept his focus, a spell this large and powerful wasn't even formal or recorded-
it was completely done by willpower and if his focus wavered for less than a second-
his legs buckled and he staggered but he quickly recovered. one milisecond too long.
Jasla broke one of the chains around her neck and the dragon surged forward, its mouth open, about to chomp the elf down.
Nesalar during that split second thought No! I cannot let it end here!
Then he shouted, right before the dragon's closed upon him:
"Jasla! I love you!"
The dragon stopped, frozen still.
The Metal Dragon was completely still.
Nesalar, now realized what he said, was nervous.
"I-I-I r-really do."

Then the dragon glowed, becoming nothing but shining light, the chains falling away and fading away as the dragon transformed back into Jasla in front of Nesalar on the disc, the light fading away and her form becoming solid again, looking into Nesalars eyes, her own full of wonder and surprise.
"Y-Your alive Y-You l-l-love me?"
"Yes." It didn't need to be said twice.
They shared a passionate kiss, a long moment where they truly acknowledged what they thought of each other, breaking away reluctantly.
"Well....um....lets get back to the battle...."
"Er.....yeah.....lets do that..."
They went back into the battle, ready despite all their injuries.

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Jason could barely stand the anxiety of the situation. Here he was, before the throne room of his lineage. Here was where the very earth was controlled since ancient times. What lied within was quite literally the seat of his power, the very means which to amplify his reality shaping throughout the world and take his birthright as a Archon. It was all standing right behind these doors....he pushed the doors of gold and bronze outward, watching as they slowly swung open into the throne room. What lied in front of him was hard to explain. It was as if someone had torn a hole in space and time. It reminded him of the power of The Gate spell, but on a whole deeper level. Here was were the nexus had wounded reality and all around in it's energy was bleeding into the world. It was like stepping into a torrent, it pull so strong it would have destroyed any but a truly immortal being such as Jason. This room...was made to contain and harness the pure energies of the Nexus, too powerful too be let into the world directly. Before him was his Ultimate enemy.


The throne upon which he sat was as undecipherable as the nature of the very room. It' was the very crucible of the material world, that which personified the Nexus in a way only it and the Archon's truly could. It wasn't a tool with which too amplify his power...it was the means with which he could truly tap tap into it. It was anathema like a anathema to the mortal realm, which could turn lesser minds inside by casting their gaze towards it. It was only a throne in the sense that ti symbolizes his power over reality and that it could encompass him and his might. His was the gate from the mortal realm to the Nexus, and thus it ties to the rest of the cosmos. What sat atop was a person that seemed to draw out the most negative aspects instantly. He was young man, seeming to take the form of a man around Jason's age. His eyes were pools of black like his six wings. However his body, his armor, even his ears was a celestial white, the metal of his suit almost blinding. He sat with a ever present smirk upon his face, gazing at Jason with contempt in alien eyes. “So, the fallen son returns home, does he.” ]

The Archon of the Earth had always been a merciful one, but for some reason he felt he the anger he restrained for so long come bubbling out ward. This was it, that which could end this war and make the world such a better place, and he was standing in Jason way. “I'm guessing you're that punk they keep talking about. Daniel, right? Look, I have a very rough day but I'm in a forgiving mood. Ten seconds. That's all you get far, far away from me before I destroy you.” Jason held up his fingers, slowly counting down. He looked at Daniel with the same contempt that he showed him. Here he was, a usurper sitting on a throne that didn't belong too him, stealing powers that were his birthright and playing with innocent lives like toys. Daniel only widened his smile at the sight of Jason’s act of mercy. “You're not the only one who's used to getting what he's ask for Jason, and I'm not going to give it up that easily.” Daniel muttered something under his breath, trying to hide his spells. Sharp javelins of pure diamond manifested out of the void of energy. They shot toward at extreme speeds, but Jason spoke out before they could it him. “Coalesce. I gave you a chance Daniel, remember that. Push.” The spears turned upon each other before they hit, twisting and fusing into each other into they were a perfect sphere of crystal that shot out at Daniel like a cannonball. “Break. And so the battle for creation begins.” The sphere of crystal broke apart again and without either of their energies sustaining the matter the crystal dissolved under the power of the nexus.

A net of plasma encircled Jason, enclosing and threatening to cut Jason apart. Instantly, Jason was gone, reappearing in front of the Serachai. Taking his sword and going for the head, he tried to destroy Daniel there. But suddenly, a barrier formed of the the throne's energy stopped the attacked and repulsed Jason back into the door. Magma flooded into the room at the Archon's command, a wave of it coming toward the fallen angel. But ti blackened, turning solid and stopping in it's tracks before it too was cast away by the energy of the space around them. Explosions of kinetic energy and heat surrounded the usurper in a flash, the power so strong that it could wound even the divine. Even the energy of the room seemed to be momentarily disturbed by the pure strength behind these attacks, but the throne and Daniel were unmoved. “Is that all, young Lord of Creation?It seems you're even more pathetic then your father.” A fury burned deep in Jason's heart at the mention of his parentage. “Watch your tongue. What the hell do you know about him anyway?”


“Oh, so that master of yours hasn't told you? It figures, the bastard's family was always a honor less, dirty, lying lot. At least yours understand the value's of truth and subtlety, even if you had such weaknesses such as mercy and forgiveness.” Daniel laughed at Jason attempts to pass through the barrier. Jason powers were obviously stronger, but he could not pierce the absolute defense of the throne's barrier, not with his powers having so little time to mature even with his swift progress. “Christian’s my friend, not my master. But you wouldn't understand that. Now, tell em what you know. NOW!” Jason yelled at him. “Well, I suppose I could tell you as a show of thanks. Those gods would have been so troublesome to destroy on my own. Adonis was once...my master.” The Serachai shuddered, showing his distaste for the old days. “Once I was your family's greatest servant and protector, the herald of your words to the rest of the cosmos. Once I was even swayed by your father's naïve ideals of choice and honor, of mercy and of truth. But that was before eh betrayed me, when my position as his heir was secure. He had no sons nor daughters and no immortal wife to bear him any. His powers were wearing, stretched thinner then they were meant to from certain circumstances. I thought he would be drained soon and believed he would reward more for me my servitude. But instead he courted a mortal and had a son with her, you. He was going to pass on his throne too you, who would serve mortals and be the pawn of The Great Destroyer and his family. I didn't truly understand until my own father showed me the depths of dishonor to my name but giving a child of a mortal like you such...such, power! He showed me how to take the power he owed for my own. Adonis deserved no loyalty or forgiveness for betraying me. I made a pact with the gods who he had long tried to keep in check, for the sake of the petty mortals and their meaningless lives. They were happy to get rid of him so they continued their wars unabated. I let their slave, Samuel past Olympus's defenses. It was easy for the 'Knight of Justice” to come in and slay him. Adonis had grown weak. He had overextended himself, trying to take on the responsibilities of the two vacant spots in the Planar court without actually using their powers. Can you believe he was so stupid. He would fill in for the Emperors of the over and underworld, but wouldn't touch their families sacred thrones, no. He would all the work but he wouldn't dare think of stealing their families powers when they were empty and most vulnerable. He was too too 'honorable', spouting ancient, outdated codes and laws. He was such a fool, such a”

Jason had heard enough. His powers had begun to fluctuate, growing faster then thought possible. He feel it, the power of the nexus flowing through to him. “SHUT UP!” The Archon stormed toward his adversary, his rage making him shake. The Serachai tried to stop him, attempting to utter a fearsome spell, but no sound came from his mouth. The throne seemed to reject his energies know, tearing at him. Jason reached through the barrier, the throne recognizing it's true master now, and grabbed Daniel by his throat. He tossed him aside easily and sat at his throne. He felt as if he had entered a state of nirvana, his senses evolved beyond his former physical existence to one of pure energy with the Court of Stars. He fell all that within his realms and knew that reality was at his beck and call. Only he could truly tap into the throne's power this way. “Before I pass judgment on you I will allow you to speak our peace. Are you truly repentant about your actions.”

Daniel, now a scared mess, bowed and scraped at the Lord of Creations feet. “A thousand apologies my emperor, to you and your family. But do not destroy me, I can help you. Why just take this throne when you can be the ruler of the celestial heights and they abyssal depths as well. That family, Christian and his ilk, you need not listen to him. We...I mean you, mi lord, must destroy them mi lord. You have no idea what plans they have for this world. They will enslave you, turn you into a puppet and control as they have been controlled by the gods before them. Do not be fooled by their false shows of kindness, for I am your true servant. Right now they do battle with my father, they are weakened without their thrones. Now that you have recovered yours.. you can easily destroy them with but a word. If your wish, perhaps you limit their powers and let my destroy them, why let your own hands be dirtied. With a simple show of your absolute might my father will serve you, I am sure of it. Then, with those three thrones you can create a empire greater then even His. My father tells me of other realms far from here, where you cousins and other archon families rule. You can bring back the glory of your family, restore your lineage with a empire under your might. Jason glowered at him in displeasure. Your words fall on deaf ears, Daniel. You have wasted my audience. You are charged with the crimes of betrayal and tyranny,a s well as the murder of countless lives and the disruption of the most sacred of treaties and laws. I am sure that is only the tip of the iceberg though. But...I feel a influence outside your own on your thoughts or actions and considering your past services to you family...I can be lenient upon you. Daniel face brightened up, but was instantly disheartened at Jason’s sentence. “You are to be bound in the deepest parts of Jacob’s realm, where the darkness rules all. Their you will be punished by him, f9or eons perhaps. But take heart....one day you will be allowed a chance to redeem yourself. It will be difficulty and painful, and truly a task of monumental proportions. It will come to you one day, after you have paid your debt. Now, begone.” Daniel disappeared form this plane of existence, screaming curses all the while.

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"When God didn't like what he created, he washed it all away in 40 days and 40 nights. I will do it in three" -Magneto

" You want to Screw with Artemis, Screw with Artemis.
You wanna Screw with me.....Make out a Will" Savitar (Dark-Hunter Novels)

"Cowards don't always die a thousand deaths, Sometimes heroes do to" - Sin (Dark-Hunter Novels)

Per Mare - Per Terras
Nemo Me Impune Lacessit

Jasla and Nesalar walked in, saw that everything was over, then turned to each other.
"Huh. So its over."
"Yea. Seems like it."
They pause for a moment. Then Nesalar had an idea.
"Hey guys....I have an idea. All this conflict was caused because the gods were out of contact with mortals right? So isolated from the rest of the world, they eventually thought they could do whatever they want. So what if, the gods had an Ambassador? Or say, a messenger between mortals and gods so that the rulers of reality can talk with their subjects. This way, mortals and gods can negotiate with each other, talk things over so that things like this don't happen."
"A noble and great idea to stride for, elf."
The Shadow of Lightning walked in.
"But what god would listen to those they consider insects? people pray everyday and the gods don't listen to those. I say we propose a more realistic solution. We should put in an opposing force to balance out the gods, a threat of clear equal power to make sure they don't mess with existence anymore, knowing if they do, the opposing force would attack them and would only cause chaos and destruction not solving anything, thus forcing them to do good things and keep everything peaceful."
"but that could only cause more chaos and war, it isn't worth the risk."
"but your method could be ineffective, something needs to be changed."

"Chris, what do you think on this?"

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Pro Licentia quod Singularis!

I am The Enlightened Romantic.