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| Zaos
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Subject: Darkness Bloodlust | |||||
| Zaos had just finished fishing in the small body of water that he was limited to because of the small size of his rowboat, and had given the small catch of fish he had to the wharfmaster, who took the fish with a pleased smile and gave Zaos a fair bit of coin in return. Taking the money, Zaos turned and left the docks, unaware of a malevolent presence following him... It was when he came to the entrance of the dark forest that he was attacked. The assailant attacked him from the shadows and quickly overpowered the surprised Zaos, a silver blade pointed at the downed Zaos' throat. "You should have learned to watch your back more carefully. Too bad, loser." With this, the assailant raised the blade to deliver the final blow... But as the blade was slashed down at him, Zaos grabbed the blade, stopping it even as the razor edge dug into his hand, blood flowing down the hand and the connecting arm as the blade was clutched in the tight vice of his hand. The assailant struggled to pull the blade away, to no avail. It was then that the assailant looked at Zaos' face, and paled. Even though the eyes were closed, there was a blood red glow coming from beneath the lids... Suddenly, and without warning, Zaos flung the blade back upwards, the handle flying from the assailant's grasp even as Zaos stood and grabbed the assailant's throat. Struggling for breath and to escape the iron grip, the assailant could only stare in absolute terror as Zaos' eyes opened, revealing hot, burning orbs of blood red, his mouth curling into a snarling sneer. Throwing the assailant into a tree with enough force to break his back, Zaos growled angrily, the glyph on the palm of his left hand glowing brightly as darkness began to creep up his arm and over his body. When the darkness fully encompassed his body, Zaos reared back and roared a terrifying and demonic battle cry, the darkness forming and solidifying into an armor of absolute, pitch black metal. In his left hand formed a greatsword of absolute darkness, its very form giving off an aura of power that would make even the mightiest of warriors tremble and send lesser men fleeing and screaming in terror. Zaos opened his eyes once more, the blood red orbs a testament to the dark power of the armor that he now donned. "This darkness shall consume all who dare stand against me and my family!" he shouted, before rearing back with another, earth-shattering and demonic roar of battle. The Armor of Darkness had been unleashed. Those who would stand against him... would die a merciless death... |
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