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The Desolte Massacre
By: AnarchGrim Date: September 17, 2020, 10:39 pm
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((OOC)) Cassandra :: [The Desolte massacre]
((OOC)) Cassandra :: The booming sound of thunder pierced Ombras
ears as his eyes widened, his breath hitched. This couldn't be
real. Gods, this couldn't be real.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Standing in the middle of the little
homestead in Desolte, Ombras head ached with pain. He looked
onto the ground, seeing what was once his brother and sister.
The only family he had left now
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Thoughts raced through his head as the
federation soldiers closed in, looking at him. "That's the last
Canary!" shouted one of them, brandishing a throwing spear.
Ombra Canary :: No... No.... Please leave!
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Embers from the active forge blew past
Ombra as each breath had a toxic taste to it, a bloody taste.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: His mind blanked out, pure red as he felt
his world crumbling down before him, deep down.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: The federation soldiers began to group
around Ombra, coming closer and surrounding him. Dozens more
began to converge on his location-- all for the end of the
Canary bloodline. And thus-- the Song Birds.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: One of the federation soldiers went in for
the killing blow, tossing their spear straight at Ombras
forehead.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Federation Soldier :: Die, Song Birds punk!
((OOC)) Cassandra :: The Renovamen amulet gleamed as a single
drop of water came from Ombras face. A tear---
((OOC)) Cassandra :: And in that final second before he would
have died, Ombra felt an overwhelming urge.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: His body parts each disconnected at once
like a doll, shadowy appendages exitting from them as the spear
failed, missing Ombra completely.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Federation Soldier :: The hell? Is this kid
some of Witch? Now he'll burn in hell, too!
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Ombra's body moved unnaturally as the same
substance that made the appendages began to exit from him and
wrap around him. A brief moment later, it unwinded taking on a
humanoid shape.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: A look of extreme pain showed on his face
and his mouth moved as if he was screaming at the top of his
lungs; but no words came out. Absolute silence.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: The shadowy substance took upon a demonic
visage; like a hybrid between Devil and Man. Its very appearance
evoked terror, causing a few soldiers to recoil at the sight.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: ..even considering the fact that it looked
like it was crying. It moved with Ombra, following his motions
like a second Shadow, gripping its head and howling like a rabid
wolf.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Federation Soldier :: Take him out; we have
the advantage of numbers! En garde!
((OOC)) Cassandra :: A group of soldiers moved for Ombra, taking
out swords, maces and spears as they moved to kill him.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: A curving trail could be seen in their
direction as Ombra took a few steps forward.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Each of them suddenly fell to the ground,
their bodies bisected in two as Ombra continued to approach. His
shadow began to writhe, wriggling as if it was trying to escape
its own existnece.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Federation Soldier :: The hell..? That kids
a monster..!
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Desoltan guards began to join in with the
Federation soldiers as civillian peasants could be seen in the
background, many running and hiding.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Suddenly, the Shade lunged forward from
behind Ombra, stabbing its hand straight through a federation
soldier and lifting them up!
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Blood erupted from the gurgling soldier,
splattering all over the Shade as it ripped them apart, mush
dripping onto the floor as Ombra made his way out of what was
once his home, a single glance to his fallen siblings.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Federation Commander :: Archers, priests,
fire upon that devil! No mercy for the damned!
((OOC)) Cassandra :: On their call, balls of flame and arrows
rained down from above onto Ombra's shade, which stopped them
all with a single swing of its arm, the shockwave breaking them
to bits.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Ombra's shade split into three of itself,
each running through lines of soldiers, sprays of blood and
screams of terror emitting from the crowd of them.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Federation Soldier :: FOUL DEMON!!
((OOC)) Cassandra :: A soldier comes from behind and stabs the
shade with their knife, their breath hitching briefly before
letting off a sigh of relief as they look at it; only to realize
that they didn't leave a dent in it.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: ''Wh-what the hell.. is this thing?" said
the terrified soldier as it gripped them by their head and held
them up.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: As it gripped harder, the soldiers head was
crushed, blood dripping along the already bloodied shadow.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: The shades each receded into Ombra as his
pain increased ever more, feeling something.. foreign now moving
inside of him. This was the power of the Renovamen Amulet..
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Yet it did not matter. For only one thing
was on Ombra's mind now. His pain. This suffering.. he needed to
do something to ease it. To ease this greater grief.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Unable to think straight, he saw only one
way to soothe his damaged psyche. To kill those who killed his
siblings.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: He began to limp forward, before his limp
turned into a walk and his walk..
((OOC)) Cassandra :: into a Sprint!
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Ombra began a mad, ugly dash towards the
soldiers as the remaining horde of them suicidally rushed in, or
kept their distance to try to attack him from afar.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Ombra's arm disinegrated, his skin flying
onto the ground as it was replaced by a shadowey appendage not
unlike the ones that he used earlier.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: He recklessly swung around his arm,
breaking the weapons of each soldier who charged at him, before
his arm became the shape of a blade!
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Ombra continued swinging his extended
blade-hand, cutting across one of the soldiers faces, some sort
of substance entering through their wound. They began to expand,
bloating as their skin turned grey and bulged further and
further until it could no more. With intense fury they exploded,
their body becoming ash.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Ombra's blade-hand retracted and reshaped
back into his hand as he kneeled, his thighs spreading as the
shadowy substance began to leak from his feet..
((OOC)) Cassandra :: A moment's later, Ombra practically
vanished, his motion too fast for the mostly fleeing soldiers to
see now.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: The town residents were also evacuating,
panic spreading all across Destolte.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Federation Soldier :: Where the hell is
that monster..?! We need backup from Apondis, ASAP!
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Guard :: You're from the federation, right?
What kind of ghoul is this in our city?
((OOC)) Cassandra :: The shade began to cover over Ombras face
as he began to descend from outer Space, having leaped out of
the atmosphere.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Ombra could see them now. The Renovamen
amulet was a treasure of the Canarys because of this power..
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Ombra fell back to Myrrh, landing straight
into Destolte Plaza, the impact causing an earthquake as a
crater appeared in the centre of the town, buildings collapsing
and people dying.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Person A :: AHH!
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Person B :: B-Blug--
((OOC)) Cassandra :: The shade eyes on Ombras face wriggled as
they look at both the living and the dead. He could see now:
that thing wriggling inside them. That tether.. that bond..
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Their souls. How were these people who
allowed enslavement, genocide, slaughter against those who dared
to fight back.. how could they have souls?
((OOC)) Cassandra :: What cruel world was this; where Ombra had
to see his family slaughtered before him, but people like this
could be happy?
((OOC)) Cassandra :: He was just fourteen. And yet, his hands..
his body was covered in blood.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Seeing Ombras temporary pause, a guard
slashes him with their sword! (22 Damage)
((OOC)) Cassandra :: The attack barely fazed Ombra as he turned,
extending his arms around the guard as a look of pure fear
appeared on the guards face. "No! No, please, no, NO!" they
pleaded as Ombra grasped them.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: And Ombra.. hugged them. He didn't squeeze
the life out of them or crush them like he did multiple others.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: The shade around Ombra then began to
fester, expanding as it gently, softly wrapped around the guard,
without a sound.
((OOC)) Cassandra :: Ombra (Souls: 1/99)
((OOC)) Cassandra :: The remainder of that day remains a blur to
even Ombra. No one else who was there is still alive, either.
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