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Post by jekren on Sept 15, 2008 15:05:05 GMT -5
Appearing in a veil of flame, the man would stand upon the aisle that had once been apart of the overall realm known as Avalon. Now divided, the two isles were now battling each other via their misty barriers for control of the realm. Such conflict, just like that which resided within the body of the mortals who wished for nothing more then a peaceful way of life. One could only hope that the process of gathering powers would go faster, with them.. he could save the world. There was an overall goal in mind, however just now know one would truly be aware of what that meant. Raising his arms, Genesis would extend his hands forth and "Feel" the power the mists generated, gaining a certain feel for the level of power they held within. 'If I could simply find someone with the power of absorption..' he thought to himself.
With a power such as that, he would be able to absorb the powers of the dark mists, even if that meant that they would become vulnerable. Regardless of his alignment, he could not have cared any less for those who labelled themselves as evil. They would all perish in his holy flame when he cleansed this realm of such a sad existance. A god, yes.. he would become the god of the new realm he sought to create. With the powers he gained, he would make a utopia that he alone would be able to rule over.
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Post by blake3 on Sept 20, 2008 12:03:38 GMT -5
Blake heard a noise as a bodyguard for the prince a personal duty was to guard Avalon even if no royals we're around these days. He knew that they'd left their thrones vulnerable anybody could take over and not even have a real fight on their hands with the way things we're going. The warlock stood dressed in black dress pants and a long sleeve white shirt looking like a true warlock. When he'd been out walking the bodyguard drew closer to see a man just standing and not reconizing him asked, "Who are you and what is your bussiness in Avalon,"? "Tell me now," said Blake loosing his temper after having no leader the warlock had grown angry at their so called leaders.
The evil deserved to take charge and kill off Halliwell pretenders with Aiden fathering on it would be hard to kill her yet nothing was impossible. "Tell me or pay the price," said Blake with a almost evil glare after everything that had happened he didn't want another good being on the island. "Fine," said Blake using his powers sent a metal sliver sais at him and got ready to fight a intruder.
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