I met up with the Analyst as planned. I had a feeling he would have backup, and that feeling turned out to be correct.
"Hello, Malkator," He said to me as I approached.
"I thought you said you'd come alone," I said.
"I did," He replied.
"Then explain why Martyr Beta is hiding inside the Del Taco watching me," I said.
"Shit, you can see him?" He asked.
"Yes," I replied. "Why don't we go inside to talk?"
We went inside and sat down at the table with Beta and this other guy, who turned out to be Collector Tsu. The Analyst also introduced himself as Analyst Omicron.
"So how much are you allowed to tell me?" I asked.
"The knife used in the experiment was infused with eldritch energy which we got from the Unclaimed Domain," he said.
"The what now?" I asked.
"The Unclaimed Domain is a domain which none of the Fears have taken as their own," he said. "It's another world with no known inhabitants. The atmosphere is rich with energy. That's where we got the energy for the experiment."
"I see," I said.
"When we performed the experiment on Martyr Iota, everything within three and a half feet of his wound was ripped apart atom by atom," he continued. "We believe those atoms may have been warped into the Unclaimed Domain. It's unlikely, but still possible, that Martyr Iota's atoms were able to reassemble themselves inside the domain. That might explain how he's returned."
"I have a hypothetical question," I said. "What if he can still rip his own atoms apart and rearrange them?"
"Why do you ask that?" he asked.
"When he was in the Archive, he had brown hair and blue eyes," I said. "But when I saw him again, he had red hair and eyes. That could be explained by rearranging his pigmentation."
"I see," He said.
"And what if the chair and the chunk of floor that vanished with him became a part of his body when he came back to life?" I asked.
"I'm not sure I understand the question," He replied.
"He had this solid steel bike with him," I said. "But he was able to change it into a spear. He could have done so by rearranging the atoms. If he can rearrange his bodies atoms, the the bike must be a part of his body as well for him to change it like that."
"So you're saying that the bike is actually an alter form of the chair?" he inquired.
"Yes," I said. "But this is all speculation. I have no proof. And at this point, there's only one place I can think of that might have any evidence."
"I had the same thoughts," he said. "And that's why I've arranged an expedition into the Unclaimed Domain. Just the four of us."
"Those two are coming too?" I asked.
"The Grandfather wants you alive for reasons I don't fully understand," He said. "But the Archive still doesn't trust you. Martyr Beta knows you on a personal level, so he'll be coming along to keep an eye on you. Collector Tsu and I have both briefly visited the Unclaimed Domain before, so we know a thing or two about the terrain. We'll all be going there in order to find answers into how Martyr Iota survived."
"Alright then," I said. "When do we leave?"
"Tomorrow morning," he said simply. "I suggest you pack what you need and get some sleep before than."
So there you have it. I'm going to an unfamiliar world with a bunch of people I don't trust in order to gather information about a guy who wants to kill me. This is my life.
I'll be leaving soon. I might not come back. Wish me luck.
Wait, why am I saying that? Most of the people who read this blog are servants who are keeping track of me on their master's behalf. Why would any of you want to wish me luck? Ugh, whatever. Goodbye.
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
That Went Well.
I waiting outside the Archive base, trying to come up with a good plan. I came to the decision that I should wait for someone to leave the base on their own and then go talk to them and hope they didn't panic. I had better luck than I had hoped.
I saw an Analyst leaving the base. But it wasn't just any Analyst; It was the same guy who was there when Damien supposedly died.
I watched him for a while until I was sure I could speak to him uninterrupted. I got my chance when he went into a Del Taco for lunch. I took the opportunity and went in after him. I sat across from him and began speaking.
"I'd like to talk to you about something," I said.
"What do you want from me?" He asked. "You realize that I could get in serious trouble for giving information to you of all people, right?"
"I need to know about the experiment that the knife was used in," I said.
"Why?" He asked. "Are you curious about how you acquired your powers?"
"Not really," I replied. "It's about Martyr Iota. He's still alive."
He almost choked on his nachos, and I had to perform a Heimlich maneuver. He ended up knocking his tray over. We apologized and left. We spoke a little longer before he left.
"I don't know how he could have survived what he went through," He said. "I'll have to speak to my superiors about this."
"Well, hurry up with that," I said.
"I'll be as quick as I can, but I can't promise you anything," He replied. "I can't release classified information with permission from my higher ups. I'll see how much I can tell you, then I'll meet you back here."
"When?" I asked.
"The night after tomorrow, at (time removed for secretive reasons)" He said.
"Alright, but only if you agree to come alone," I said.
He hesitated for a little bit, then said yes. Then he left. I guess I'll get my answers in a couple days. Hopefully.
I saw an Analyst leaving the base. But it wasn't just any Analyst; It was the same guy who was there when Damien supposedly died.
I watched him for a while until I was sure I could speak to him uninterrupted. I got my chance when he went into a Del Taco for lunch. I took the opportunity and went in after him. I sat across from him and began speaking.
"I'd like to talk to you about something," I said.
"What do you want from me?" He asked. "You realize that I could get in serious trouble for giving information to you of all people, right?"
"I need to know about the experiment that the knife was used in," I said.
"Why?" He asked. "Are you curious about how you acquired your powers?"
"Not really," I replied. "It's about Martyr Iota. He's still alive."
He almost choked on his nachos, and I had to perform a Heimlich maneuver. He ended up knocking his tray over. We apologized and left. We spoke a little longer before he left.
"I don't know how he could have survived what he went through," He said. "I'll have to speak to my superiors about this."
"Well, hurry up with that," I said.
"I'll be as quick as I can, but I can't promise you anything," He replied. "I can't release classified information with permission from my higher ups. I'll see how much I can tell you, then I'll meet you back here."
"When?" I asked.
"The night after tomorrow, at (time removed for secretive reasons)" He said.
"Alright, but only if you agree to come alone," I said.
He hesitated for a little bit, then said yes. Then he left. I guess I'll get my answers in a couple days. Hopefully.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Exhausted
The above word describes how I feel at the moment. I've been doing a lot of fading in order to get to one of the Archives bases. I won't tell you where it is because I've already given them enough reasons to hate my guts and telling the world where they're located would be a dumb idea. Anyway, I'm gonna rest up some before I go in and ask question. I'm gonna try to be polite, but who knows what could happen.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
The Bloody Biker
I decided to check the place out a little earlier than originally planned. I got a new sword. Some European model. Nice, lightweight, only a couple feet long. Just the way I like my instruments of death.
I entered the building, found the fake wall, went down the stairway, wound up in some kind of underground cavern.
The walls were covered in those weird eye symbols. And the guy I was looking for was waiting for me.
"I'm glad you've come, Malkator," He said.
"Who are you?" I demanded.
"I am the last Scion," He said. "My kind, the servants of the great seer, have been hunted down and killed by the playful ones emissaries. I am the only survivor."
"I assume your seer is the Vision, and the playful one is the Game Master, right?" I asked.
"Yes," he said.
"The Vision died a long time ago, didn't she?" I asked. "How does she still have followers
"She was able to implant small pieces of her consciousness into human beings," He explained. It allowed her to control their bodies at any given time, and in exchange these humans had access to some of her powers. When She dies, those pieces of her lived on, as did her progeny. However, the Game Master selected humans to do his bidding. He bestowed strength to them, and ordered them to eliminate us. Whe we died, the pieces of consciousness we carried vanished as well. I've been dabbling in black magic in order to prolong my life long enough to meet you."
":And why exactly do you want to meet me?" I asked.
"Her blood runs through your veins, and her consciousness remains within me," He said. "I can give you the last shred of her consciousness left in this world."
"And why would I want it?"
"To become stronger," He said. "That's what you want, isn't it? To become strong enough to destroy the other Fears?"
"I don't know any more," I said. "It seems that the stronger I become, the more I fall into darkness. It might be better if I ended this stupid mission I'm on."
"By combining her powers and mind, you can learn to control that darkness and change it into light," He said.
"And what would I have to do?" I asked.
"You must consume me," He said.
"What!?" I demanded.
"It is the only way," He said. "In order for the Vision's consciousness to transfer to you, you must eat me."
"No!!" I shouted. "I'm sick of doing this! I'm sick of having to murder people in order to grow stronger! I'll keep fighting the Fears, but I'll do it with my only power. I don't need to get any stronger than this."
"Is that so?" Said another voice from behind me. "If I were you, I'd wanna get even stronger."
I turned to face the newcomer. It was him. The Bloody Biker. He was standing there with a wicked grin across his face, and his bike rested on his shoulder as if it were a baseball bat. Even with his blindfold on, I could recognize his face.
"M-Martyr Iota?" I stuttered. "But you're dead!"
He then whacked me in the face with the bike and sent me flying across the cavern. The Scion rushed over to help me up.
"That's not my name," The Biker hissed, removing the blindfold and revealing his blood colored eyes. "You do remember my real name, don't you?"
"Yes," I replied. "You've got your memories back, haven't you?"
"That's right," He chuckled. "Now, say it out loud. Say who I am, and how I was wronged by you in the past."
"It was a mistake!" I shouted. "I never meant for her to die!"
"Bullshit!" He yelled back, transforming the bike into a giant metal spear. He stabbed it into my chest and lifted me into the air. "If it wasn't for you, my sister would still be alive!"
He then flung me to the ground and kicked the Scion in the face for some reason. He then started walking away.
"Why are you leaving!?" I called after him while trying, and failing, to get up. "I thought you'd want vengeance."
"I do," He said. "But it doesn't feel right, just killing you like this. I think I'll have some fun with you first."
Then he opened a portal and escaped through it. It took a couple minutes to get up and fade back to my hotel room. I cleaned myself up and started typing this.
You may be a bit confused right now. Allow me to explain.
It was Damien Monroe. I believe Crow already blabbed about that incident on here at one point. He's the Bloody Biker. I don't want to get to into detail, but I sort of accidentally killed his sister by mistake. And now he wants pay back.
But how is still alive? I thought the experiment killed him. This doesn't make sense.
Wait! I just had a crazy idea! It's a stupid one and I'll probably get myself killed, but what else is new?
I can try getting answers from the Archive. Granted, we hate each others guts, but do I have other options? Not that I can think of.
I have to put some thought into how I'm gonna go about this.
I entered the building, found the fake wall, went down the stairway, wound up in some kind of underground cavern.
The walls were covered in those weird eye symbols. And the guy I was looking for was waiting for me.
"I'm glad you've come, Malkator," He said.
"Who are you?" I demanded.
"I am the last Scion," He said. "My kind, the servants of the great seer, have been hunted down and killed by the playful ones emissaries. I am the only survivor."
"I assume your seer is the Vision, and the playful one is the Game Master, right?" I asked.
"Yes," he said.
"The Vision died a long time ago, didn't she?" I asked. "How does she still have followers
"She was able to implant small pieces of her consciousness into human beings," He explained. It allowed her to control their bodies at any given time, and in exchange these humans had access to some of her powers. When She dies, those pieces of her lived on, as did her progeny. However, the Game Master selected humans to do his bidding. He bestowed strength to them, and ordered them to eliminate us. Whe we died, the pieces of consciousness we carried vanished as well. I've been dabbling in black magic in order to prolong my life long enough to meet you."
":And why exactly do you want to meet me?" I asked.
"Her blood runs through your veins, and her consciousness remains within me," He said. "I can give you the last shred of her consciousness left in this world."
"And why would I want it?"
"To become stronger," He said. "That's what you want, isn't it? To become strong enough to destroy the other Fears?"
"I don't know any more," I said. "It seems that the stronger I become, the more I fall into darkness. It might be better if I ended this stupid mission I'm on."
"By combining her powers and mind, you can learn to control that darkness and change it into light," He said.
"And what would I have to do?" I asked.
"You must consume me," He said.
"What!?" I demanded.
"It is the only way," He said. "In order for the Vision's consciousness to transfer to you, you must eat me."
"No!!" I shouted. "I'm sick of doing this! I'm sick of having to murder people in order to grow stronger! I'll keep fighting the Fears, but I'll do it with my only power. I don't need to get any stronger than this."
"Is that so?" Said another voice from behind me. "If I were you, I'd wanna get even stronger."
I turned to face the newcomer. It was him. The Bloody Biker. He was standing there with a wicked grin across his face, and his bike rested on his shoulder as if it were a baseball bat. Even with his blindfold on, I could recognize his face.
"M-Martyr Iota?" I stuttered. "But you're dead!"
He then whacked me in the face with the bike and sent me flying across the cavern. The Scion rushed over to help me up.
"That's not my name," The Biker hissed, removing the blindfold and revealing his blood colored eyes. "You do remember my real name, don't you?"
"Yes," I replied. "You've got your memories back, haven't you?"
"That's right," He chuckled. "Now, say it out loud. Say who I am, and how I was wronged by you in the past."
"It was a mistake!" I shouted. "I never meant for her to die!"
"Bullshit!" He yelled back, transforming the bike into a giant metal spear. He stabbed it into my chest and lifted me into the air. "If it wasn't for you, my sister would still be alive!"
He then flung me to the ground and kicked the Scion in the face for some reason. He then started walking away.
"Why are you leaving!?" I called after him while trying, and failing, to get up. "I thought you'd want vengeance."
"I do," He said. "But it doesn't feel right, just killing you like this. I think I'll have some fun with you first."
Then he opened a portal and escaped through it. It took a couple minutes to get up and fade back to my hotel room. I cleaned myself up and started typing this.
You may be a bit confused right now. Allow me to explain.
It was Damien Monroe. I believe Crow already blabbed about that incident on here at one point. He's the Bloody Biker. I don't want to get to into detail, but I sort of accidentally killed his sister by mistake. And now he wants pay back.
But how is still alive? I thought the experiment killed him. This doesn't make sense.
Wait! I just had a crazy idea! It's a stupid one and I'll probably get myself killed, but what else is new?
I can try getting answers from the Archive. Granted, we hate each others guts, but do I have other options? Not that I can think of.
I have to put some thought into how I'm gonna go about this.
Tonight
I'm going to that building. I'm hoping to find some answers there. I'm going to go prepared. I still have the knife and syringes, but I emptied out the gun during my fight with the Game Master. I also have those sniper rifles that I picked up from Ren's battle with O'Zalia's gang about a month ago, but I buried them somewhere in Oregon and I don't have time to go get them right now.
I found a shop that sells swords, so I'll try and steal one later.
I'm going to the building tonight. I hope I don't run into any problem.
Hopefully, I'll live long enough to tell you guys what happens.
I found a shop that sells swords, so I'll try and steal one later.
I'm going to the building tonight. I hope I don't run into any problem.
Hopefully, I'll live long enough to tell you guys what happens.
Friday, June 22, 2012
Dark Reflection
Well, the movie thing didn't work out as I plan. I'm sort of a soda addict, so I had to use the bathroom a few minutes into the movie. The bathroom was eerily empty.
And when I looked into mirror, guess who I saw?
The Echidna. Lamia. Lilith. Naga. Abyzou. The Mother of Snakes.
"Why do you look so frightened?" She asked me.
"Mainly because there's an Eldritch Abomination where my reflection is," I hissed. I knew I was olone with her, but I still felt a little weird talking to a mirror (says the guy who eats proxies).
"So why is that a problem for you?" She asked. "There is a demon there whenever you behold your reflection, is there not?"
"What are you implying?" I demanded.
Then she was gone. For a second, I thought I was looking at my reflection again.
But I soon realized how different it was.
Chitinous blades protruded from random parts of it's body. It's eyes were pitch black, and demon-like wings grew from it's back. It stared at me with this insane, fanged smile. Then it did something really weird.
It came out of the mirror.
I ran from it. I fled from the bathroom and into the lobby. I ran straight out of those doors and ran as far as I could. I eventually stopped to catch my breath.
I've seen some crazy shit, but there's nothing scarier that seeing yourself as a monster. And even worse knowing that you'll become that monster eventually.
While I was recovering from my escape effort, I realized I was being watched. Standing at the end of the street was a strange man dressed in red riding on a bicycle. No one else was there. He was too far away for me to see his face, but he seemed to be wearing a blindfold.
"That looked really pathetic, you know?" He called.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I am the Bloody Biker," He replied. "I'm here to kill you, Malkator"
That was scary. This guy knew who I was, and he wanted me dead. That's never a good sign.
Then I heard some really loud cawing. Then a bunch of birds started attacking him and he vanished into a portal. I didn't get a good look at what was behind the portal, but it looked like what Christians think hell looks like.
I was kind of wondering why the Convocation was there, but my question was answered almost immediately.
"Damn, he got away again," Said a familiar voice. I turned to see Crow standing there behind me.
"Crow, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Well, long story short, This dick's been causing the Convocation some problems, so they decided to get my help," He explained. "So far, no luck in bringing him down"
"What the fuck is he?" I asked.
"No clue," He said. "The Convocation knows, but as-per-usual, they won't tell me anything."
"Well, can they at least explain why he wants me dead?" I asked.
"He obviously hates you, but I can't tell you why," He say. "Anyway, I gotta go. You got the message from Alexander, right?"
"You that I owe you guys?" I asked.
"Yeah, that message," He confirmed.
So now I have to deal with some insane guy with a bicycle and a crazy mirror bitch. I hate my life.
And when I looked into mirror, guess who I saw?
The Echidna. Lamia. Lilith. Naga. Abyzou. The Mother of Snakes.
"Why do you look so frightened?" She asked me.
"Mainly because there's an Eldritch Abomination where my reflection is," I hissed. I knew I was olone with her, but I still felt a little weird talking to a mirror (says the guy who eats proxies).
"So why is that a problem for you?" She asked. "There is a demon there whenever you behold your reflection, is there not?"
"What are you implying?" I demanded.
Then she was gone. For a second, I thought I was looking at my reflection again.
But I soon realized how different it was.
Chitinous blades protruded from random parts of it's body. It's eyes were pitch black, and demon-like wings grew from it's back. It stared at me with this insane, fanged smile. Then it did something really weird.
It came out of the mirror.
I ran from it. I fled from the bathroom and into the lobby. I ran straight out of those doors and ran as far as I could. I eventually stopped to catch my breath.
I've seen some crazy shit, but there's nothing scarier that seeing yourself as a monster. And even worse knowing that you'll become that monster eventually.
While I was recovering from my escape effort, I realized I was being watched. Standing at the end of the street was a strange man dressed in red riding on a bicycle. No one else was there. He was too far away for me to see his face, but he seemed to be wearing a blindfold.
"That looked really pathetic, you know?" He called.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I am the Bloody Biker," He replied. "I'm here to kill you, Malkator"
That was scary. This guy knew who I was, and he wanted me dead. That's never a good sign.
Then I heard some really loud cawing. Then a bunch of birds started attacking him and he vanished into a portal. I didn't get a good look at what was behind the portal, but it looked like what Christians think hell looks like.
I was kind of wondering why the Convocation was there, but my question was answered almost immediately.
"Damn, he got away again," Said a familiar voice. I turned to see Crow standing there behind me.
"Crow, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Well, long story short, This dick's been causing the Convocation some problems, so they decided to get my help," He explained. "So far, no luck in bringing him down"
"What the fuck is he?" I asked.
"No clue," He said. "The Convocation knows, but as-per-usual, they won't tell me anything."
"Well, can they at least explain why he wants me dead?" I asked.
"He obviously hates you, but I can't tell you why," He say. "Anyway, I gotta go. You got the message from Alexander, right?"
"You that I owe you guys?" I asked.
"Yeah, that message," He confirmed.
So now I have to deal with some insane guy with a bicycle and a crazy mirror bitch. I hate my life.
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Dark Dreams
I had a nightmare. Or maybe it was a vision.
Except that it already happened. It was six months ago.
Martyr Iota was strapped down to a very large metal chair.
An Analyst approached him with a glowing red knife.
"Are you sure you wish to go through with this?" He asked.
"You've never had a rival before, have you?" Iota asked. "If it means surpassing him, I'm willing to risk anything."
The Analyst sunk the knife into Iota's chest.
The eldritch energy flowed into his body.
Nothing happened at first.
Then he began dissolving.
Slowly and painfully, each atom of his body separated from each other and dispersed into the air before vanishing completely.
And it wasn't just him.
The same fate befell the chair he was strapped to.
A chunk of the floor vanished as well.
Everything within a few feet of the wound had been inflicted dissolved and vanished.
The Analyst barely backed away in time.
That was the death of Martyr Iota. He had volunteered for the experiment involving the eldritch knife, and he was killed.
That couldn't have been a memory. I wasn't there when it happened. I returned from an assignment one day to hear that we had lost an ally.
But if that wasn't a memory, what was it? Is the fragment of the Vision inside of me trying to show me something? Is it a warning? What's going on?
I'm really looking forward to that movie. I need something to help me relax.
Except that it already happened. It was six months ago.
Martyr Iota was strapped down to a very large metal chair.
An Analyst approached him with a glowing red knife.
"Are you sure you wish to go through with this?" He asked.
"You've never had a rival before, have you?" Iota asked. "If it means surpassing him, I'm willing to risk anything."
The Analyst sunk the knife into Iota's chest.
The eldritch energy flowed into his body.
Nothing happened at first.
Then he began dissolving.
Slowly and painfully, each atom of his body separated from each other and dispersed into the air before vanishing completely.
And it wasn't just him.
The same fate befell the chair he was strapped to.
A chunk of the floor vanished as well.
Everything within a few feet of the wound had been inflicted dissolved and vanished.
The Analyst barely backed away in time.
That was the death of Martyr Iota. He had volunteered for the experiment involving the eldritch knife, and he was killed.
That couldn't have been a memory. I wasn't there when it happened. I returned from an assignment one day to hear that we had lost an ally.
But if that wasn't a memory, what was it? Is the fragment of the Vision inside of me trying to show me something? Is it a warning? What's going on?
I'm really looking forward to that movie. I need something to help me relax.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Hideout
I found something peculiar today. I'm staying in a hotel in Vancouver, and while I was surveying the town, I saw something odd.
I was an abandoned building. I could feel the presence of something inhuman inside of it. It wasn't easy getting in, because there's a rather large number of police driving around searching for a madman or something.
I managed to fade inside safely and look around. There wasn't much worth mentioning, except for one thing. One the basement floor, there was a wall that sent a chill down my spine whenever I got near it. I placed a hand on the wall. It felt normal, but I still had suspicions about it.
I eventually realized what it was. There wasn't actually a wall there. Some kind of outside force was distorting my senses to make me perceive a wall being there. It was just like O'Zalia's illusions. And I figured that if I could see through his illusions, I could see through this one too.
I focused on the wall, and it seemed to melt out of existence. It was concealing a dark passageway, like something out of a vampire movie. And I'm referring to Dracula-type vampire movies, not that Twilight crap.
I didn't go it. I'm will soon, though.
Whoever put that illusion there was expecting me. That person knew I could see through illusions, and set one up so that only I would be able to find that place. He wants me, and nobody else, to go in there.
First I have an awesome looking movie to watch, then I'll make preparations to check this place out.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Debt
Alexander found me earlier. He landed on my shoulder, made some "cawcaw" noises, and then flew off.
I don't speak bird, but I think I get the message.
Crow saved me. He brought me through the Bleak Shore and returned me to the human world.
I owe him for that.
And I owe the Convocation.
I don't speak bird, but I think I get the message.
Crow saved me. He brought me through the Bleak Shore and returned me to the human world.
I owe him for that.
And I owe the Convocation.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Sidetracked
Just when I was about to go find Daniel, I get distracted by another vision.
It was that weird guy from one of my earlier visions. The one who carved the symbol into the wall. He was standing beneath a billboard, gazing into the distance.
That's pretty much the extent of my vision.
I have to find this guy. He knows something. At least, I think he does. I know his not an ordinary person.
According to the billboard, his in Vancouver, Canada. I get's that's my destination.
But first, the internet says that "Seeking A Friend For The End Of The World" comes out soon, so I'm gonna go see it.
So watch movie, find weird guy, assist Daniel. Yep, my priorities are in order.
It was that weird guy from one of my earlier visions. The one who carved the symbol into the wall. He was standing beneath a billboard, gazing into the distance.
That's pretty much the extent of my vision.
I have to find this guy. He knows something. At least, I think he does. I know his not an ordinary person.
According to the billboard, his in Vancouver, Canada. I get's that's my destination.
But first, the internet says that "Seeking A Friend For The End Of The World" comes out soon, so I'm gonna go see it.
So watch movie, find weird guy, assist Daniel. Yep, my priorities are in order.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
War
We attacked the Game Master's castle. I got separated from the others pretty quickly. He had giant living statues in his castle. They were stupid and slow, but still proved formidable. I decided to test out the magic cards on them. "The Stone Hands" instantly equipped the statues with huge stone gauntlets. They would've weighed down a normal person, but it just made these things even deadlier. Had to disenchant that one. I'm not sure what "The Dark Dream" does, but I assume it's some kind of illusion because the statues started freaking out. "The Giant" made me grow really big. It was fun at first, but I soon realized that I could fit through ant doorway, so I had to disenchant again. "The Sword Of Damnation" is exactly what it sounds like; a really big sword. I wielded it for a little while, but I'm not too fond of two handed swords so I disenchanted that one too. I'd rather not tell you what "The Iguana" does, and I ran out of statues before I could use "The Opossum".
I eventually found the big man's thrown room. The Jokers were waiting there for me. They allowed me inside in exchange for the cards. They told me all my questions would be answered if I did. I agreed. They took back the cards and vanished. I entered to confront the Game Master once and for all.
"It's nice that the two of us can finally talk," He said.
"You know why I'm here," I said. "I'm going to kill you. But first, I want you to answer my questions."
"Ask away," He said.
"Why have you been trying to kill me?" I asked. "Why do the other Fears want me alive? What is The Vision?"
He chuckled behind his mask. "You truly don't understand what you are, do you?" He asked. "Very well, I'll tell you. I'm sure you're aware that there were once more Fear, some of whom no longer exist. The Vision was one of them. She was the Fear of Destiny. She was one of the greatest Fears of all, until her betrayal."
"Her betrayal?" I asked.
"She committed an unforgivable act," He explained. "Something I could not overlook. So I eliminated her."
"What did she do that was so horrible?" I demanded.
"She bred with a mortal," He said.
"What?" I gasped.
"I spent centuries having my emissaries in the human world hunting down and killing her kin," he continued. "In the end, there was one member of her family who eluded me."
"It can't be," I said, taking a step back. This was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much to take in all at once.
"It is the truth, Benjamin Malkator," He said. "You are more of a Demi-God than you truly realize. You are the last living descended of the vision, and only by killing you can I erase her from existence!"
And then there was fighting. I was on the losing side. Fortunately, a giant wooden hand pulled me out of the fire. Ren, O'Zalia and Hiroshi jumped in just in time to save my ass.
"Hahaha!" He cackled. "The Samurai, the Illusionist, the Thorned Prince, and the Vision, together again. It's just like the battle of the Demi-Gods, is it not?"
"I guess you could say that," Said another voice. A wall across from us collapsed as Quan burst into the room. "Except this time, there's a couple more Demi-Gods entering the fray." As he said that, a swarm of crows flew through the hole he had made, and then they merged together and became Crow.
"Wait, you can shape shift into a flock of birds?" I asked.
"First off, not birds," He said. "They're the Convocation. "Secondly, when it comes to weird things the Convocation does to my body, I generally don't ask because I know the answer will make no sense."
"Well, it's good to know that we have such a large party," The Game Master chuckled. "All the more fun for me."
"You're forgetting someone," said a new voice.
Estren was sitting up on a chandelier looking down on us all.
"Eight of Clubs?" The Game Master asked. "What is the meaning of this?"
"I've come to turn in my resignation," Estren said. "You see, I hate you. I hate you so much, that I would willingly burn my soul in the fires of hell for a chance to murder you."
"You'll pay for this insolence, you bastard," The Game Master Hissed.
"The eldritch abomination inhabiting my body disapproves of you language," Estren said. "How would you like to meet him?"
"Estren, no!" I shouted.
HELLFIRE then took over. "Estren has made his choice, Vision," It said. "He's given me control of his body in order to eliminate this foolish slaver."
And then the fighting continued. In the end, even the seven of us were no match for him. We managed to deal him some damage, but he retaliated strongly. I took a blow to the head and passed out for a few minutes. When I came to, I was outside and several stories above the ground. Crow had me by the arm with one hand, and was holding his whip with the other. Alexander had hold of the other other end of the whip and was carrying us through the sky. Strong crow. I looked behind us and immediately wished I hadn't. A giant white dragon with black and red markings was chasing us through the sky.
"What the fuck is that?" I said, astonished.
"Apparently he can transform his mask into a dragon," Crow said. "I know you kind of wanted to end this all here and now, but the Convocation says they can access the Shore again and I they say we should retreat."
I didn't want to. I wanted to turn back and give that bloody wanker a piece of my mind. But Crow was right. We didn't stand a chance against him. We needed to get the hell out of there. I nodded up at Crow, and next thing I know we were flying over a massive beach that stretched as far as I could see. The air was filled with birds. So many birds that I couldn't see a speck of the sky beyond them. I saw every bird in existence, and birds I thought could only exist in fairy tales. There were birds as large as buildings and smaller than gnats. The sight of all those birds filled me with fear.
"Don't worry," Crow called down to me. "They won't attack you. Not while I'm here."
"The last time I heard those words, I was kicked through a portal," I informed him.
"Don't worry, I won't do any kicking," He reassured me. "This time, you'll be dropped through a portal."
Before I had time to inform him that that didn't make me feel any better, I had been dropped through said portal. I found myself lying on my back in afield somewhere. I fell asleep shortly after that.
I woke up to see Estren staring down at me.
"Hello, my friend," He said.
"You made it out?" I asked.
"I escaped with Ren through the Crumbling Castle," He informed me. "I tracked you down shortly after.
"How are the others?" I asked.
"There were some casualties," He informed me. "All the Demi-Gods and a few others made it out."
"Myrir?"
"She's fine," He assured me.
"What about HELLFIRE?" I asked.
"He's still inside me," He said. "I can keep him suppressed for now, but I can't keep it up forever. I'm afraid I must go. But before I do, I should inform of something your new mask can do."
I don't know how I keep forgetting that I have a mask now. "What can it do?" I asked.
"It can connect to internet from thousands of miles away, and can share that connection with any nearby computer," He said. "As long as you have it, you'll always have internet access."
And then he left. I'm gonna try and get my bearings, then I'll go find Daniel. I read his blog, and I'm glad to know he somehow survived his fight with the Archangel.
Anyway, I'm out. Bye for now.
I eventually found the big man's thrown room. The Jokers were waiting there for me. They allowed me inside in exchange for the cards. They told me all my questions would be answered if I did. I agreed. They took back the cards and vanished. I entered to confront the Game Master once and for all.
"It's nice that the two of us can finally talk," He said.
"You know why I'm here," I said. "I'm going to kill you. But first, I want you to answer my questions."
"Ask away," He said.
"Why have you been trying to kill me?" I asked. "Why do the other Fears want me alive? What is The Vision?"
He chuckled behind his mask. "You truly don't understand what you are, do you?" He asked. "Very well, I'll tell you. I'm sure you're aware that there were once more Fear, some of whom no longer exist. The Vision was one of them. She was the Fear of Destiny. She was one of the greatest Fears of all, until her betrayal."
"Her betrayal?" I asked.
"She committed an unforgivable act," He explained. "Something I could not overlook. So I eliminated her."
"What did she do that was so horrible?" I demanded.
"She bred with a mortal," He said.
"What?" I gasped.
"I spent centuries having my emissaries in the human world hunting down and killing her kin," he continued. "In the end, there was one member of her family who eluded me."
"It can't be," I said, taking a step back. This was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much to take in all at once.
"It is the truth, Benjamin Malkator," He said. "You are more of a Demi-God than you truly realize. You are the last living descended of the vision, and only by killing you can I erase her from existence!"
And then there was fighting. I was on the losing side. Fortunately, a giant wooden hand pulled me out of the fire. Ren, O'Zalia and Hiroshi jumped in just in time to save my ass.
"Hahaha!" He cackled. "The Samurai, the Illusionist, the Thorned Prince, and the Vision, together again. It's just like the battle of the Demi-Gods, is it not?"
"I guess you could say that," Said another voice. A wall across from us collapsed as Quan burst into the room. "Except this time, there's a couple more Demi-Gods entering the fray." As he said that, a swarm of crows flew through the hole he had made, and then they merged together and became Crow.
"Wait, you can shape shift into a flock of birds?" I asked.
"First off, not birds," He said. "They're the Convocation. "Secondly, when it comes to weird things the Convocation does to my body, I generally don't ask because I know the answer will make no sense."
"Well, it's good to know that we have such a large party," The Game Master chuckled. "All the more fun for me."
"You're forgetting someone," said a new voice.
Estren was sitting up on a chandelier looking down on us all.
"Eight of Clubs?" The Game Master asked. "What is the meaning of this?"
"I've come to turn in my resignation," Estren said. "You see, I hate you. I hate you so much, that I would willingly burn my soul in the fires of hell for a chance to murder you."
"You'll pay for this insolence, you bastard," The Game Master Hissed.
"The eldritch abomination inhabiting my body disapproves of you language," Estren said. "How would you like to meet him?"
"Estren, no!" I shouted.
HELLFIRE then took over. "Estren has made his choice, Vision," It said. "He's given me control of his body in order to eliminate this foolish slaver."
And then the fighting continued. In the end, even the seven of us were no match for him. We managed to deal him some damage, but he retaliated strongly. I took a blow to the head and passed out for a few minutes. When I came to, I was outside and several stories above the ground. Crow had me by the arm with one hand, and was holding his whip with the other. Alexander had hold of the other other end of the whip and was carrying us through the sky. Strong crow. I looked behind us and immediately wished I hadn't. A giant white dragon with black and red markings was chasing us through the sky.
"What the fuck is that?" I said, astonished.
"Apparently he can transform his mask into a dragon," Crow said. "I know you kind of wanted to end this all here and now, but the Convocation says they can access the Shore again and I they say we should retreat."
I didn't want to. I wanted to turn back and give that bloody wanker a piece of my mind. But Crow was right. We didn't stand a chance against him. We needed to get the hell out of there. I nodded up at Crow, and next thing I know we were flying over a massive beach that stretched as far as I could see. The air was filled with birds. So many birds that I couldn't see a speck of the sky beyond them. I saw every bird in existence, and birds I thought could only exist in fairy tales. There were birds as large as buildings and smaller than gnats. The sight of all those birds filled me with fear.
"Don't worry," Crow called down to me. "They won't attack you. Not while I'm here."
"The last time I heard those words, I was kicked through a portal," I informed him.
"Don't worry, I won't do any kicking," He reassured me. "This time, you'll be dropped through a portal."
Before I had time to inform him that that didn't make me feel any better, I had been dropped through said portal. I found myself lying on my back in afield somewhere. I fell asleep shortly after that.
I woke up to see Estren staring down at me.
"Hello, my friend," He said.
"You made it out?" I asked.
"I escaped with Ren through the Crumbling Castle," He informed me. "I tracked you down shortly after.
"How are the others?" I asked.
"There were some casualties," He informed me. "All the Demi-Gods and a few others made it out."
"Myrir?"
"She's fine," He assured me.
"What about HELLFIRE?" I asked.
"He's still inside me," He said. "I can keep him suppressed for now, but I can't keep it up forever. I'm afraid I must go. But before I do, I should inform of something your new mask can do."
I don't know how I keep forgetting that I have a mask now. "What can it do?" I asked.
"It can connect to internet from thousands of miles away, and can share that connection with any nearby computer," He said. "As long as you have it, you'll always have internet access."
And then he left. I'm gonna try and get my bearings, then I'll go find Daniel. I read his blog, and I'm glad to know he somehow survived his fight with the Archangel.
Anyway, I'm out. Bye for now.
Friday, June 15, 2012
Soon
We're getting ready for the final battle. I looked through all my weapons earlier. I've got the knife, the gun with five shots left, the syringes which the doctor confirmed to contain a unique form of the flu virus, and my mask. I don't know know to turn into a shield.
Daniel's fight with the Archangel is tomorrow. I guess I won't be able to make it there in time. I hopw he doesn't get himself killed. Or worse.
I spoke to Crow a while ago. He says he still doesn't know exactly what the Convocation is hiding, but the visions I've been having might have something to do with it.
We move tonight. I hope this all goes well.
Every one else decided to make me leader while I was out dealing with Estren. I don't know about this, but it's too late to turn back now.
Daniel's fight with the Archangel is tomorrow. I guess I won't be able to make it there in time. I hopw he doesn't get himself killed. Or worse.
I spoke to Crow a while ago. He says he still doesn't know exactly what the Convocation is hiding, but the visions I've been having might have something to do with it.
We move tonight. I hope this all goes well.
Every one else decided to make me leader while I was out dealing with Estren. I don't know about this, but it's too late to turn back now.
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Into The Fires Of Hell
I had another vision earlier. It was of Eight. I knew where to find him. I informed the others that I was going to scout ahead. I didn't tell them where I was really going.
I found him waiting for me. I kept my distance and began speaking.
"Which one are you?" I asked.
"At the moment, I am the Eight of Clubs," He said.
"I'm sure you already know what I'm up to," I said.
"You intend to murder my former Master, correct?" He asked.
"Former?"
"HELLFIRE has given me a glimpse of the outside world," He said. "A world I haven't seen in centuries. A world that I will never be able to return to if I remain in his service."
"You can't trust that thing!" I shouted. "HELLFIRE is a monster as much as the Game Master is!"
"It is a monster who offers me freedom," He said. "I don't trust HELLFIRE at all, but he and I share a common goal. For that purpose, I chose to let it in. I need its power. At least for the time being."
"You can't control it's power, Estren," I said.
He seemed shocked to hear his real name. It's hard to read his emotions with his mask on.
"You came here seeking answers, did you not?" He asked.
"Yes," I confirmed. "Who exactly is the Game Master?"
"It's hard to tell when exactly he was first known of," He said. "His presence has been apparent all the way back in Ancient Egypt. I don't know how old he truely is, but I do know what he used to be."
"What?" I asked.
"A Doll," He said.
"He was a servant to the Wooden Girl?" I asked.
"Yes," He confirmed. "He was one of her greatest minions. Perhaps too great. After some time, he developed a lust for power. He began seeking strength and knowledge, eventually becoming a being whose powers rival the Fears themselves. He soon chose to betray his Mistress and become his own Master. The two have since been at war with each other."
"That explains why Hiroshi's here," I said. "And what can you tell me about the Vision?"
"I know much about her, but I'm afraid you must find those answers on your own," He said. "It is not my place to tell you."
"I need to know!" I demanded. "She's the reason the Game Master wants me dead!"
"I'm sorry," He said.
Then he vanished. I got some answers, but I still have questions.
Oh well. If no one else will tell me about the Vision, I'll make the Game Master tell me.
I found him waiting for me. I kept my distance and began speaking.
"Which one are you?" I asked.
"At the moment, I am the Eight of Clubs," He said.
"I'm sure you already know what I'm up to," I said.
"You intend to murder my former Master, correct?" He asked.
"Former?"
"HELLFIRE has given me a glimpse of the outside world," He said. "A world I haven't seen in centuries. A world that I will never be able to return to if I remain in his service."
"You can't trust that thing!" I shouted. "HELLFIRE is a monster as much as the Game Master is!"
"It is a monster who offers me freedom," He said. "I don't trust HELLFIRE at all, but he and I share a common goal. For that purpose, I chose to let it in. I need its power. At least for the time being."
"You can't control it's power, Estren," I said.
He seemed shocked to hear his real name. It's hard to read his emotions with his mask on.
"You came here seeking answers, did you not?" He asked.
"Yes," I confirmed. "Who exactly is the Game Master?"
"It's hard to tell when exactly he was first known of," He said. "His presence has been apparent all the way back in Ancient Egypt. I don't know how old he truely is, but I do know what he used to be."
"What?" I asked.
"A Doll," He said.
"He was a servant to the Wooden Girl?" I asked.
"Yes," He confirmed. "He was one of her greatest minions. Perhaps too great. After some time, he developed a lust for power. He began seeking strength and knowledge, eventually becoming a being whose powers rival the Fears themselves. He soon chose to betray his Mistress and become his own Master. The two have since been at war with each other."
"That explains why Hiroshi's here," I said. "And what can you tell me about the Vision?"
"I know much about her, but I'm afraid you must find those answers on your own," He said. "It is not my place to tell you."
"I need to know!" I demanded. "She's the reason the Game Master wants me dead!"
"I'm sorry," He said.
Then he vanished. I got some answers, but I still have questions.
Oh well. If no one else will tell me about the Vision, I'll make the Game Master tell me.
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Army
Damn, Quan, I wasn't expecting this many people. I mean, I guess nine people isn't much, but it's more than I was expecting.
So, anyway, we met Quan at the rendezvous point. He was accompanied by 3 Timberwolves, 2 Slender Proxies, 2 Willing Dolls, a SMSC agent called Moss Garden, and one other guy I definitely didn't expect to see. The reason I wasn't expecting to see him was because I sort of ate him a few weeks ago.
It was Dr. Helthead, the same Mad Doctor who operated on Hiroshi's arm. He explained to me that through some bizarre experimentation, he had removed his consciousness from the body I ate and transplanted it into a homunculus made by the Doctor himself.
Apparently, the troops Quan had gathered were the losers from the tournament who weren't actually killed. Some of them were a little mad at Crow when they saw him, but I managed to convince them that we'd need to work together here. They were being tortured in a part of the Board, and Quan rescued them.
Also, we have a new Nest on out side. She calls herself the Red Robin, and it seems that Crow got a word out to her and convinced her to join us.
Also, Quan found a bonus item too. He's got his own mask. The symbol on it looks like an operator symbol, but with four lines drawn through the circle instead of two, with a four pointed star at the center.
This is the best I could do with MS paint
Now we have a small legion of people who want the Game Master dead.
Ready yourself, Game Master. I doubt even you can handle all of us.
So, anyway, we met Quan at the rendezvous point. He was accompanied by 3 Timberwolves, 2 Slender Proxies, 2 Willing Dolls, a SMSC agent called Moss Garden, and one other guy I definitely didn't expect to see. The reason I wasn't expecting to see him was because I sort of ate him a few weeks ago.
It was Dr. Helthead, the same Mad Doctor who operated on Hiroshi's arm. He explained to me that through some bizarre experimentation, he had removed his consciousness from the body I ate and transplanted it into a homunculus made by the Doctor himself.
Apparently, the troops Quan had gathered were the losers from the tournament who weren't actually killed. Some of them were a little mad at Crow when they saw him, but I managed to convince them that we'd need to work together here. They were being tortured in a part of the Board, and Quan rescued them.
Also, we have a new Nest on out side. She calls herself the Red Robin, and it seems that Crow got a word out to her and convinced her to join us.
Also, Quan found a bonus item too. He's got his own mask. The symbol on it looks like an operator symbol, but with four lines drawn through the circle instead of two, with a four pointed star at the center.
This is the best I could do with MS paint
Now we have a small legion of people who want the Game Master dead.
Ready yourself, Game Master. I doubt even you can handle all of us.
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Saw Something Strange
Had another vision earlier. I saw into the human world again. There was some guy carving a symbol into a wall. I was just like the one on my mask. Then I got a look at his eyes. They were just like mine except the pupil's were the same size. Then they became normal eyes, and he started mumbling to himself. I didn't here much of it, but I caught the words "Vision" and "Demi-God". Who was that guy? Does he know something about me? And what the bloody hell is this "Vision" that I keep hearing about?
Monday, June 11, 2012
Uncontrollable
I'm starting to lose control of my vision. It's happened three times so far. The were all between now and my encounter with the Game Master.
The first vision was of the Game Master pacing around what I'm pretty sure was his thrown room. Two figures were kneeling before him. One was clearly the Red Joker. The other was a man wearing a black mask with a white question mark. I guess that was the Black Joker.
"They are amassing an army, sir," The Black Joker said.
"Let them come," The Game Master said.
"But sir-" The Red Joker began.
"I've waiting a long time to eliminate her," The Game Master interrupted. "Why shouldn't I have some fun with it. Let them gather as many soldiers as they wish. The will not be able to beat me."
That's when that vision ended. The next vision was of Quan. He was breaking into a weird looking building somewhere on the board. Te Five of Spades tried to stand in his way, but he got thrown aside like a rag doll.
The third vision was of Daniel. He was sparring with one of his friends.
"Why are you so focused on training," said another of his friends after taking a hit from a gravity bong.
"Because an Eldritch abomination wants to fight me," Daniel said.
"Don't tell me you're actually starting to believe all that eldritch bullshit," said one of the other guys.
"Well, I'm running out of other explanations for all the crazy shit that's been happening," Daniel said.
"And what makes you think you've got what it takes to beat him?" his sparring partner asked.
Daniel stopped fighting and went over to an old navy satchel sitting in the corner. He unzipped it and pulled out a wakizashi with duct tape covering part of the sheath.
That was my sword! The one I left behind in the Path Of Black Leaves! He has it! What the fuck!
um, anyway. Back to the vision.
"Where did you get that?" The stoner asked.
"Some weird old guy gave it to me," He explained. "It saved my life one time, and I'm confident it can do it again."
And then that vision ended.
First off, If the Game Master is that confident, I just have to surprise him. I won't lose.
Secondly, I don't know what the hell Quan's up to, but he'd better make it to the rendezvous point with the backup he promised.
Thirdly, I don't know how I was able to see into another world, but Dan had better take good care of my sword.
Also, I haven't read his blog in a while, so I decided to catch myself up.
WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU FIGHTING THE ARCHANGEL!!??
AND WHY ARE YOU TRUSTING MARTYR BETA OF ALL PEOPLE!!??
I hope I get out of this world soon, so I can deal with this guy.
The first vision was of the Game Master pacing around what I'm pretty sure was his thrown room. Two figures were kneeling before him. One was clearly the Red Joker. The other was a man wearing a black mask with a white question mark. I guess that was the Black Joker.
"They are amassing an army, sir," The Black Joker said.
"Let them come," The Game Master said.
"But sir-" The Red Joker began.
"I've waiting a long time to eliminate her," The Game Master interrupted. "Why shouldn't I have some fun with it. Let them gather as many soldiers as they wish. The will not be able to beat me."
That's when that vision ended. The next vision was of Quan. He was breaking into a weird looking building somewhere on the board. Te Five of Spades tried to stand in his way, but he got thrown aside like a rag doll.
The third vision was of Daniel. He was sparring with one of his friends.
"Why are you so focused on training," said another of his friends after taking a hit from a gravity bong.
"Because an Eldritch abomination wants to fight me," Daniel said.
"Don't tell me you're actually starting to believe all that eldritch bullshit," said one of the other guys.
"Well, I'm running out of other explanations for all the crazy shit that's been happening," Daniel said.
"And what makes you think you've got what it takes to beat him?" his sparring partner asked.
Daniel stopped fighting and went over to an old navy satchel sitting in the corner. He unzipped it and pulled out a wakizashi with duct tape covering part of the sheath.
That was my sword! The one I left behind in the Path Of Black Leaves! He has it! What the fuck!
um, anyway. Back to the vision.
"Where did you get that?" The stoner asked.
"Some weird old guy gave it to me," He explained. "It saved my life one time, and I'm confident it can do it again."
And then that vision ended.
First off, If the Game Master is that confident, I just have to surprise him. I won't lose.
Secondly, I don't know what the hell Quan's up to, but he'd better make it to the rendezvous point with the backup he promised.
Thirdly, I don't know how I was able to see into another world, but Dan had better take good care of my sword.
Also, I haven't read his blog in a while, so I decided to catch myself up.
WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU FIGHTING THE ARCHANGEL!!??
AND WHY ARE YOU TRUSTING MARTYR BETA OF ALL PEOPLE!!??
I hope I get out of this world soon, so I can deal with this guy.
heart-to-heart
I'm doing this post in the form of a script because shut up.
Every one else was asleep. I was keeping watch. Crow decided to wake up and talk to me. He had some stuff on his mind.
C; Hey man.
M; What are you doing up?
C; Had some things I needed to get off my chest. Good thing I have a hundred and one internal alarm clocks.
M; Yeah, you can get away with calling them clocks, but heaven forbid someone says they're birds.
C; Very funny dude.
M; You're still upset about Alexis, aren't you.
C; I loved her.
M; Amazing how even someone without a heart can have feelings for someone else.
C; I may not have my own heart, but I have a hundred and one tiny hearts that beat three hundred and forty five times per minute.
M; Of course.
C; What about you? Do you still have a heart?
M; I'm not sure at this point. Maybe I do, but it doesn't feel like it.
C; HELLFIRE's gone, right?
M; It's not possessing me anymore, if that's what you're asking.
C; Then why are you still doubting yourself?
M; Because the stronger I become, the greater my darkness gets. I've been denying it, but I can't fool myself forever. My darkness has been growing since the beginning. HELLFIRE just sped up the process.
C; Darkness can be overcome.
M; Not easily.
C; Keep up the self hatred, and She'll get you.
M; You mean the Lamia, right?
C; I know you see her. She invades your reflection, does she not?
M; Yes.
C; You can't keep fearing your inner darkness. You'll have to come to terms with it eventually.
M; And what if I become a monster! If the darkness spreads too far, I'll be no better than the other Fears!
C; Then you'll need to find your own light.
M; And where do you suggest I look?
C; That's up to you. My light was extinguished recently. I may never be able to replace it.
His words reached me, loud and clear. I looked over to where Myrir was sleeping.
C; She cares about you, you know.
M; I know. But she's a proxy. I've sworn to fight her kind.
C; She became a proxy because of you. She didn't want to die by the hands of your true enemies.
M; My true enemies?
C; The Archive. You hate them more than anything, right?
M; How do you know all this?
C; Easy, I just read your fucking blog.
M; Right, that.
C; What happened to Damien?
M; Why do you ask?
C; He was in the Archive with you. A martyr. Did you ever see him again after that... incident.
M; I'd rather not talk about it.
C; There's something I need to tell you.
M; And what would that be?
C; The Convocation knows something about you and your powers. They won't tell me what it is, but I know it's important.
M; Is it about the Vision?
C; I don't know. They won't talk.
M; I'll find the answer myself then. And who know, maybe I'll find my light on the way there.
C; I'm going back to bed now. But first, There's one last thing I want you to know.
M; Yes?
C; I know we'll be marching into war soon, but try not to die. You still owe me a death match.
M; Sure thing. Just get in line behind Hiroshi, Ren and Quan.
C; Heh. See you later.
That was the conversation. I don't know if I'll be able to overcome the ever-growing darkness inside me. I don't know what the Vision is or what it has to do with me and the Game Master. But I have to keep going. I just hope I don't give in to the darkness before I find my answers.
Every one else was asleep. I was keeping watch. Crow decided to wake up and talk to me. He had some stuff on his mind.
C; Hey man.
M; What are you doing up?
C; Had some things I needed to get off my chest. Good thing I have a hundred and one internal alarm clocks.
M; Yeah, you can get away with calling them clocks, but heaven forbid someone says they're birds.
C; Very funny dude.
M; You're still upset about Alexis, aren't you.
C; I loved her.
M; Amazing how even someone without a heart can have feelings for someone else.
C; I may not have my own heart, but I have a hundred and one tiny hearts that beat three hundred and forty five times per minute.
M; Of course.
C; What about you? Do you still have a heart?
M; I'm not sure at this point. Maybe I do, but it doesn't feel like it.
C; HELLFIRE's gone, right?
M; It's not possessing me anymore, if that's what you're asking.
C; Then why are you still doubting yourself?
M; Because the stronger I become, the greater my darkness gets. I've been denying it, but I can't fool myself forever. My darkness has been growing since the beginning. HELLFIRE just sped up the process.
C; Darkness can be overcome.
M; Not easily.
C; Keep up the self hatred, and She'll get you.
M; You mean the Lamia, right?
C; I know you see her. She invades your reflection, does she not?
M; Yes.
C; You can't keep fearing your inner darkness. You'll have to come to terms with it eventually.
M; And what if I become a monster! If the darkness spreads too far, I'll be no better than the other Fears!
C; Then you'll need to find your own light.
M; And where do you suggest I look?
C; That's up to you. My light was extinguished recently. I may never be able to replace it.
His words reached me, loud and clear. I looked over to where Myrir was sleeping.
C; She cares about you, you know.
M; I know. But she's a proxy. I've sworn to fight her kind.
C; She became a proxy because of you. She didn't want to die by the hands of your true enemies.
M; My true enemies?
C; The Archive. You hate them more than anything, right?
M; How do you know all this?
C; Easy, I just read your fucking blog.
M; Right, that.
C; What happened to Damien?
M; Why do you ask?
C; He was in the Archive with you. A martyr. Did you ever see him again after that... incident.
M; I'd rather not talk about it.
C; There's something I need to tell you.
M; And what would that be?
C; The Convocation knows something about you and your powers. They won't tell me what it is, but I know it's important.
M; Is it about the Vision?
C; I don't know. They won't talk.
M; I'll find the answer myself then. And who know, maybe I'll find my light on the way there.
C; I'm going back to bed now. But first, There's one last thing I want you to know.
M; Yes?
C; I know we'll be marching into war soon, but try not to die. You still owe me a death match.
M; Sure thing. Just get in line behind Hiroshi, Ren and Quan.
C; Heh. See you later.
That was the conversation. I don't know if I'll be able to overcome the ever-growing darkness inside me. I don't know what the Vision is or what it has to do with me and the Game Master. But I have to keep going. I just hope I don't give in to the darkness before I find my answers.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Symbol
That Spade wouldn't answer any of our questions, so O'Zalia had to steal the answers from his head. We know where the Game Master's lair is. We're not going there yet. We need to prepare first.
We ditched the Spade and set off to meet Quan. I found something interesting on the way there.
It's the symbol on my mask. I'm sorry about how crappy that looks, but I've never been very good at MS Paint.
I saw that image burned into a wall. When I examined the burn marks, I realized they were radiating eldritch energy.
It was HELLFIRE who left that symbol there. But why? I don't remember having my mask out around him. how does he know what it looks like? Is there another meaning to this symbol?
HELLFIRE must know something. But what?
We ditched the Spade and set off to meet Quan. I found something interesting on the way there.
I saw that image burned into a wall. When I examined the burn marks, I realized they were radiating eldritch energy.
It was HELLFIRE who left that symbol there. But why? I don't remember having my mask out around him. how does he know what it looks like? Is there another meaning to this symbol?
HELLFIRE must know something. But what?
Friday, June 8, 2012
This Means War!
Mother Fucker! He killed them!
Okay, composure. We we on our way to go find O'Zalia and Ren. Then He showed up.
He appeared as an abnormally tall skeleton, draped in tattered clothing and a flowing black cloak. His face was concealed behind a whit mask displaying the symbols of the four card suits. He had a hostage. A girl about eighteen or nineteen. I didn't recognize her, but Crow obviously did.
"Alexis!" He cried. "Let her go, you bastard!"
"Now why would I take orders from someone who plots to destroy me?" The Game Master asked.
"You're one to talk," I said. "Didn't you bring me here to kill me?"
"I've come to make a bargain with you, Malkator," He said. Just then, thirteen figures surrounded us. They all had on spade masks. "Give yourself up, and I'll let all of your friends go. If you refuse, you will all die."
"Why are you so hellbent on killing me!?" I demanded.
"I seek to complete what I started several centuries ago," He said.
"The bloody hell does that mean?" I asked.
His cloak then changed. It dissolved into a swarm of bats before reforming itself into a massive black sword. Now I saw what Quan meant by shape-shifting bats.
He pointed the blade at me and said "I must eliminate what is left of her."
Before he could make another move, the Spades started fighting each other and giant bloody roots sprouted from the ground. O'Zalia and Ren had arrived.
There was a pretty big fight after that. I don't remember all of it. The Game Master and most of the spades retreated after a while. The Four of Spades was still with us, only unconscious.
I looked around the area at the aftermath. Crow was crying over Alexis's body. Lotus was helping to treat a wound on Sounds arm. Algeria lay dead a few feet from me, with Hiroshi standing over her. Ren was supporting a badly wounded O'Zalia while Myrir treated his injuries.
"I'm gonna make him pay for all this," I said. "I'm gonna go settle the score."
"But we were ordered to prevent you from facing him," Myrir said.
"Doesn't matter now," O'Zalia said. He was looking over at Sound. "The two of them have already met. The best we can do now is help Malkator defeat him. Besides, I have to make him pay for hurting my minions."
"And how do you expect to help me in your condition?" I asked.
"My powers are thought based," O'Zalia said. "I don't need my body to fight."
"You can count me in too," Ren said. "This asshole wasted my time with this lousy tournament, when I could have been out fighting the tall bastard."
"Defeating the Game Master was my reason for coming here in the first place," Hiroshi said.
"What about you?" I asked Crow. He stood up, shaking. He turned to me, tears still in his eyes.
"The Convocation is dying to sink their talons into this guy," He said. "And I feel the same way. I'll make him suffer for what he did to her."
O'Zalia then turned to address Myrir, Sound and Lotus. "I want you three to bring their bodies back to the human world. They deserve to be delivered to their families."
"I'm not just gonna leave you all here to fight alone!" Myrir said. "I'm staying."
O'Zalia chuckled. "I didn't even need to read your mind to know you'd say that," He said. "You can stay if that's the case. Sound, Lotus, you two go."
Before leaving, Sound traded his weird looking sword for Myrir's laptop.
We're gonna interrogate the spade once he wakes up, then we're gonna go meet Quan at the rendezvous point.
Get ready, Game Master. We're coming for you.
Okay, composure. We we on our way to go find O'Zalia and Ren. Then He showed up.
He appeared as an abnormally tall skeleton, draped in tattered clothing and a flowing black cloak. His face was concealed behind a whit mask displaying the symbols of the four card suits. He had a hostage. A girl about eighteen or nineteen. I didn't recognize her, but Crow obviously did.
"Alexis!" He cried. "Let her go, you bastard!"
"Now why would I take orders from someone who plots to destroy me?" The Game Master asked.
"You're one to talk," I said. "Didn't you bring me here to kill me?"
"I've come to make a bargain with you, Malkator," He said. Just then, thirteen figures surrounded us. They all had on spade masks. "Give yourself up, and I'll let all of your friends go. If you refuse, you will all die."
"Why are you so hellbent on killing me!?" I demanded.
"I seek to complete what I started several centuries ago," He said.
"The bloody hell does that mean?" I asked.
His cloak then changed. It dissolved into a swarm of bats before reforming itself into a massive black sword. Now I saw what Quan meant by shape-shifting bats.
He pointed the blade at me and said "I must eliminate what is left of her."
Before he could make another move, the Spades started fighting each other and giant bloody roots sprouted from the ground. O'Zalia and Ren had arrived.
There was a pretty big fight after that. I don't remember all of it. The Game Master and most of the spades retreated after a while. The Four of Spades was still with us, only unconscious.
I looked around the area at the aftermath. Crow was crying over Alexis's body. Lotus was helping to treat a wound on Sounds arm. Algeria lay dead a few feet from me, with Hiroshi standing over her. Ren was supporting a badly wounded O'Zalia while Myrir treated his injuries.
"I'm gonna make him pay for all this," I said. "I'm gonna go settle the score."
"But we were ordered to prevent you from facing him," Myrir said.
"Doesn't matter now," O'Zalia said. He was looking over at Sound. "The two of them have already met. The best we can do now is help Malkator defeat him. Besides, I have to make him pay for hurting my minions."
"And how do you expect to help me in your condition?" I asked.
"My powers are thought based," O'Zalia said. "I don't need my body to fight."
"You can count me in too," Ren said. "This asshole wasted my time with this lousy tournament, when I could have been out fighting the tall bastard."
"Defeating the Game Master was my reason for coming here in the first place," Hiroshi said.
"What about you?" I asked Crow. He stood up, shaking. He turned to me, tears still in his eyes.
"The Convocation is dying to sink their talons into this guy," He said. "And I feel the same way. I'll make him suffer for what he did to her."
O'Zalia then turned to address Myrir, Sound and Lotus. "I want you three to bring their bodies back to the human world. They deserve to be delivered to their families."
"I'm not just gonna leave you all here to fight alone!" Myrir said. "I'm staying."
O'Zalia chuckled. "I didn't even need to read your mind to know you'd say that," He said. "You can stay if that's the case. Sound, Lotus, you two go."
Before leaving, Sound traded his weird looking sword for Myrir's laptop.
We're gonna interrogate the spade once he wakes up, then we're gonna go meet Quan at the rendezvous point.
Get ready, Game Master. We're coming for you.
Thursday, June 7, 2012
My Back Hurts
Which is probably because of the knife that was stabbed into it earlier. Long story short, we were attacked by a couple of spades. We all made it out alright. We're hiding right now. Hopefully they won't find us for a while.
So where was I? Right after the fight with HELLFIRE and the Ace of Spades.
After we got out of there, we started searching for Quan. We found him eventually. We approached him, hoping we could get him on our side.
"Quan!" I called out. "I need to speak with you.
"Well, if it isn't Malkator," He sneered. "Have you regained your powers yet?"
"I'm not here for a fight," I told him. "I'm trying to stop the Game Master, but I can't do it alone. This isn't easy for me to ask, but would you be willing to help out."
"Depends," He said. "Who's in on this besides you and- wait, aren't you Ayeru Matsukoya?"
"I ditched that name years ago," Hiroshi said. "I go by Hiroshi Isamu now. Have we met before?"
"I saw you a while back on assignment," Quan said. "You're pretty infamous. So, would any one else be helping us, 'cuz I highly doubt that the three of us could defeat the G man himself. I've seen him in action, and it is not pretty."
"You've seen him?" I asked. "What does he look like?"
"Big skeleton with tattered clothes," Quan said. "Followed by a swarm of shape shifting bats. Wears one of those funny masks. Made mince meat out of a couple of Oathbreakers a few days ago. You really want to fight this guy?"
"Do you know of any others who could help?" Hiroshi asked.
"I know a SMSC agent and a Nest who might want in on this, but the other members of my group were sent here for the sole purpose of preventing contact between me and the Game Master. They might need some convincing."
"Well, I think I can round up some troops," Quan said. "Just give me some time."
So, we got Quan on our side. We agreed on a meeting place. We're actually gonna be going there soon. Any way, we split up with Quan and went to find the others.
On our way, we came near the store that Eight worked at. There was a girl working hard repairing it. I could tell by the symbols on her mask that she was the Six of Diamonds.
"She seems dedicated to repairing the place," Hiroshi stated.
"She has a good reason to," said another voice. I turned to see an old lady with a Three of Hearts mask watching us. I was prepared to attack when she spoke again. "I'm not here to fight you, Benjamin. I'm just here to watch her."
"Why?" I asked.
"She loves Estren, and would do whatever she can to help him," She said.
"Estren?" I asked.
"The name which the Eight of Clubs went by when he was human," She explained.
"Human?" I asked.
"We were all human once," She said. "Until William Timerus became the entity known as the Game Master. He selected 54 humans to become his servants. We've all but lost our humanity. Some of us, like the Jokers, are practically monsters."
"That gives me all the more reason to hate this guy," I said.
"He is powerful," She warned me. "If you seek to fight him, it could be the end of you. Especially considering who you are."
"What do you mean?" I demanded. "Are you saying that there's some kind of connection between me and the Game Master?"
"The Game Master brought you here for a very specific reason," She said.
"And what reason would that be?" I demanded angrily.
"He wants you dead," She said. "He wants you dead for the same reason the Blind Man and Slender Man want you alive."
"What are you talking about!?" I shouted. "What reason are you talking about?"
She removed her mask and looked at me sadly with her bright blue eyes. "The Vision," She said, before vanishing.
Just great. This weird lady left me with more questions than answers.
We kept searching and eventually found Crow. He had somehow managed to piss off the Red Joker. We went to help him out. We got in a little over our heads. You know those cards she was shuffling in my last post? They have magic powers. She used a card called "The Polymer" on Crow. It fused him together with the Convocation inside of him. He basically turned him into a bird-person. Then she used a card called "The Manipulator" to brainwash him. I had to fight him while Hiroshi battled the Red Joker. I didn't see Hiroshi's fight, but he managed to beat her and steal some of her cards. I knocked out Crow and we high tailed it out of there. We looked through the cards and found one called "The Dis-Enchanter" which removed the effects of the "Polymer" and "Manipulator". We got seven other cards as well. We have "The Polymer", "The Stone Hands", "The Sword Of Damnation", "The Iguana", "The Giant", "The Dark Dream", and "The Opossum". I only know what two of our cards do, and I don't feel like testing the others out any time soon.
We regrouped with the others, and that just about covers every thing. Myrir isn't happy about me trying to kill the Game Master, but I think she knows that she won't be able to stop me know. Which reminds me, I should add that Queen's song to my youtube favorites. Back on topic, we're going to go meet up with Quan. I don't know where Ren and O'Zalia are, but I hope they don't interfe-
Spoke to soon. Alexander just spotted a tree-guy and a white-haired man with a glave. Myrir insists that we go see them.
Damn it. I hate awkward reunions.
So where was I? Right after the fight with HELLFIRE and the Ace of Spades.
After we got out of there, we started searching for Quan. We found him eventually. We approached him, hoping we could get him on our side.
"Quan!" I called out. "I need to speak with you.
"Well, if it isn't Malkator," He sneered. "Have you regained your powers yet?"
"I'm not here for a fight," I told him. "I'm trying to stop the Game Master, but I can't do it alone. This isn't easy for me to ask, but would you be willing to help out."
"Depends," He said. "Who's in on this besides you and- wait, aren't you Ayeru Matsukoya?"
"I ditched that name years ago," Hiroshi said. "I go by Hiroshi Isamu now. Have we met before?"
"I saw you a while back on assignment," Quan said. "You're pretty infamous. So, would any one else be helping us, 'cuz I highly doubt that the three of us could defeat the G man himself. I've seen him in action, and it is not pretty."
"You've seen him?" I asked. "What does he look like?"
"Big skeleton with tattered clothes," Quan said. "Followed by a swarm of shape shifting bats. Wears one of those funny masks. Made mince meat out of a couple of Oathbreakers a few days ago. You really want to fight this guy?"
"Do you know of any others who could help?" Hiroshi asked.
"I know a SMSC agent and a Nest who might want in on this, but the other members of my group were sent here for the sole purpose of preventing contact between me and the Game Master. They might need some convincing."
"Well, I think I can round up some troops," Quan said. "Just give me some time."
So, we got Quan on our side. We agreed on a meeting place. We're actually gonna be going there soon. Any way, we split up with Quan and went to find the others.
On our way, we came near the store that Eight worked at. There was a girl working hard repairing it. I could tell by the symbols on her mask that she was the Six of Diamonds.
"She seems dedicated to repairing the place," Hiroshi stated.
"She has a good reason to," said another voice. I turned to see an old lady with a Three of Hearts mask watching us. I was prepared to attack when she spoke again. "I'm not here to fight you, Benjamin. I'm just here to watch her."
"Why?" I asked.
"She loves Estren, and would do whatever she can to help him," She said.
"Estren?" I asked.
"The name which the Eight of Clubs went by when he was human," She explained.
"Human?" I asked.
"We were all human once," She said. "Until William Timerus became the entity known as the Game Master. He selected 54 humans to become his servants. We've all but lost our humanity. Some of us, like the Jokers, are practically monsters."
"That gives me all the more reason to hate this guy," I said.
"He is powerful," She warned me. "If you seek to fight him, it could be the end of you. Especially considering who you are."
"What do you mean?" I demanded. "Are you saying that there's some kind of connection between me and the Game Master?"
"The Game Master brought you here for a very specific reason," She said.
"And what reason would that be?" I demanded angrily.
"He wants you dead," She said. "He wants you dead for the same reason the Blind Man and Slender Man want you alive."
"What are you talking about!?" I shouted. "What reason are you talking about?"
She removed her mask and looked at me sadly with her bright blue eyes. "The Vision," She said, before vanishing.
Just great. This weird lady left me with more questions than answers.
We kept searching and eventually found Crow. He had somehow managed to piss off the Red Joker. We went to help him out. We got in a little over our heads. You know those cards she was shuffling in my last post? They have magic powers. She used a card called "The Polymer" on Crow. It fused him together with the Convocation inside of him. He basically turned him into a bird-person. Then she used a card called "The Manipulator" to brainwash him. I had to fight him while Hiroshi battled the Red Joker. I didn't see Hiroshi's fight, but he managed to beat her and steal some of her cards. I knocked out Crow and we high tailed it out of there. We looked through the cards and found one called "The Dis-Enchanter" which removed the effects of the "Polymer" and "Manipulator". We got seven other cards as well. We have "The Polymer", "The Stone Hands", "The Sword Of Damnation", "The Iguana", "The Giant", "The Dark Dream", and "The Opossum". I only know what two of our cards do, and I don't feel like testing the others out any time soon.
We regrouped with the others, and that just about covers every thing. Myrir isn't happy about me trying to kill the Game Master, but I think she knows that she won't be able to stop me know. Which reminds me, I should add that Queen's song to my youtube favorites. Back on topic, we're going to go meet up with Quan. I don't know where Ren and O'Zalia are, but I hope they don't interfe-
Spoke to soon. Alexander just spotted a tree-guy and a white-haired man with a glave. Myrir insists that we go see them.
Damn it. I hate awkward reunions.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Continued
Time to pick up where I left off last time.
"Why do you need my help?" I asked.
"The Mistress has sent me here on a mission," He explained. "I'm supposed to rally any remaining competitors I can find in order to form an army to destroy the Game Master."
"So the Wooden Girl wants him dead too, huh?" I asked.
"She has her reasons," He said. "How much do you know about him?"
"Not much," I admitted. "Anything you can tell me?"
"Sadly, no," He confessed. "She has kept me in the dark on his history. So, would you be willing to join me?"
"Let's get something straight, Hiroshi," I began. "You lied to me, betrayed me, and tried to kill me. I saved your sorry ass on more than one occasion, and you still tried to take my life. And to top it of, you serve what might be the most malicious Fear of them all. However, this Game Master guy is ten times worse than you'll ever be. I'm willing to side with you this once, but after that, we go back to being enemies. Got it?"
"Yes," He said. "And there's something else you should know. I never thought of you as my enemy. When I fought you that day in the Path of Black Leaves, I was given no other choice then to try and kill you. The Mistress has ways to get people to do what she wants."
That brought up a question that had been bugging me for a while. "Where's Reika?" I asked.
He said nothing. He just closed his eyes and shook his head. He didn't need to speak. I could tell what happened. He was assigned to kill me, O'Zalia, and Ren. He had failed, and the Wooden Girl had punished him for it.
"I have one more question," I said.
"And what would that be?" He asked.
"Do you and your Mistress honestly believe that a rag-tag team of servants and Demi-God's are a match for a Fear?" I asked.
He started laughing at that. "Have you honestly been led to believe that the Game Master is a full-fledged Fear?" He asked.
"What are you implying?" I demanded.
"I don't know all the details about him, but I can guarantee that the Game Master is not a Fear," Hiroshi replied. "As I matter of fact, there's a good chance his origin's are similar to yours."
"Then all the more reason for me to confront him," I said, putting on my mask. "There's an Enhanced nearby here. He would make a valuable ally, except for the fact that we kind of hate each others guts."
"Quan?" He asked.
"Quan," I confirmed.
So we agreed that we should at least try to get Quan on our side. If things went down hill, we could probably take him.
Unfortunately, we ran into someone else before we could find him.
She was a young woman wearing (very) tight clothing with long purple hair pulled into a braid. A black mask which displayed a backwards red question mark. She was shuffling a deck of cards and speaking to a figure I recognized to be the Ace of Spades.
I wanted to stay hidden, but then I heard her yell "I know you're there, Benjamin. Why don't you come out here. And bring your puppet friend with you."
She had a really annoying, taunting voice. We stepped out to meet the two of them.
"Hello," She said. "I believe you've already met the Ace of Spades, correct?"
I nodded.
"My name is the Red Joker," She said. "I'm sure you want to know why I want to speak with-"
"I can see your nipples," I interrupted.
"W-well then avert your X-ray vision!" She demanded.
"I'm not even using my vision," I informed her. "There right there! Why are your clothes so tight? And why are they hard?"
"My patience is growing thin with you, boy!" She hissed angrily.
"I'm sorry," I said. "Did I give the impression that I give a damn about your patience?"
"Enough!" She shouted. "I know that the two of you are plotting to destroy my master. Ace of Spades, kill them!"
Then she vanished and the Ace of Spades attacked us. That guy was ridiculously fast. Hiroshi and I would've died if HELLFIRE hadn't saved us.
Allow me to repeat that last part; HELLFIRE, the mother fucking Dying Man, saved us. He appeared before the Ace of Spades and stopped his attack with his flaming cutlass.
"Brother?" the Ace of Spades asked. "Is that you?"
"I'm sorry," HELLFIRE replied. "The Eight of Clubs isn't in right now. Can I take a message?"
"Y-you bastard!" the Ace of Spades yelled.
"Hasn't your mother ever washed your mouth with soap before?" HELLFIRE asked. "You need to put a nickel in the swear jar young man."
Their fight lasted long enough for us to fade the fuck out of there. So now the two of us had the Deck of 54 to worry about.
Well, I'm gonna wrap this up here for tonight. I'll continue later.
"Why do you need my help?" I asked.
"The Mistress has sent me here on a mission," He explained. "I'm supposed to rally any remaining competitors I can find in order to form an army to destroy the Game Master."
"So the Wooden Girl wants him dead too, huh?" I asked.
"She has her reasons," He said. "How much do you know about him?"
"Not much," I admitted. "Anything you can tell me?"
"Sadly, no," He confessed. "She has kept me in the dark on his history. So, would you be willing to join me?"
"Let's get something straight, Hiroshi," I began. "You lied to me, betrayed me, and tried to kill me. I saved your sorry ass on more than one occasion, and you still tried to take my life. And to top it of, you serve what might be the most malicious Fear of them all. However, this Game Master guy is ten times worse than you'll ever be. I'm willing to side with you this once, but after that, we go back to being enemies. Got it?"
"Yes," He said. "And there's something else you should know. I never thought of you as my enemy. When I fought you that day in the Path of Black Leaves, I was given no other choice then to try and kill you. The Mistress has ways to get people to do what she wants."
That brought up a question that had been bugging me for a while. "Where's Reika?" I asked.
He said nothing. He just closed his eyes and shook his head. He didn't need to speak. I could tell what happened. He was assigned to kill me, O'Zalia, and Ren. He had failed, and the Wooden Girl had punished him for it.
"I have one more question," I said.
"And what would that be?" He asked.
"Do you and your Mistress honestly believe that a rag-tag team of servants and Demi-God's are a match for a Fear?" I asked.
He started laughing at that. "Have you honestly been led to believe that the Game Master is a full-fledged Fear?" He asked.
"What are you implying?" I demanded.
"I don't know all the details about him, but I can guarantee that the Game Master is not a Fear," Hiroshi replied. "As I matter of fact, there's a good chance his origin's are similar to yours."
"Then all the more reason for me to confront him," I said, putting on my mask. "There's an Enhanced nearby here. He would make a valuable ally, except for the fact that we kind of hate each others guts."
"Quan?" He asked.
"Quan," I confirmed.
So we agreed that we should at least try to get Quan on our side. If things went down hill, we could probably take him.
Unfortunately, we ran into someone else before we could find him.
She was a young woman wearing (very) tight clothing with long purple hair pulled into a braid. A black mask which displayed a backwards red question mark. She was shuffling a deck of cards and speaking to a figure I recognized to be the Ace of Spades.
I wanted to stay hidden, but then I heard her yell "I know you're there, Benjamin. Why don't you come out here. And bring your puppet friend with you."
She had a really annoying, taunting voice. We stepped out to meet the two of them.
"Hello," She said. "I believe you've already met the Ace of Spades, correct?"
I nodded.
"My name is the Red Joker," She said. "I'm sure you want to know why I want to speak with-"
"I can see your nipples," I interrupted.
"W-well then avert your X-ray vision!" She demanded.
"I'm not even using my vision," I informed her. "There right there! Why are your clothes so tight? And why are they hard?"
"My patience is growing thin with you, boy!" She hissed angrily.
"I'm sorry," I said. "Did I give the impression that I give a damn about your patience?"
"Enough!" She shouted. "I know that the two of you are plotting to destroy my master. Ace of Spades, kill them!"
Then she vanished and the Ace of Spades attacked us. That guy was ridiculously fast. Hiroshi and I would've died if HELLFIRE hadn't saved us.
Allow me to repeat that last part; HELLFIRE, the mother fucking Dying Man, saved us. He appeared before the Ace of Spades and stopped his attack with his flaming cutlass.
"Brother?" the Ace of Spades asked. "Is that you?"
"I'm sorry," HELLFIRE replied. "The Eight of Clubs isn't in right now. Can I take a message?"
"Y-you bastard!" the Ace of Spades yelled.
"Hasn't your mother ever washed your mouth with soap before?" HELLFIRE asked. "You need to put a nickel in the swear jar young man."
Their fight lasted long enough for us to fade the fuck out of there. So now the two of us had the Deck of 54 to worry about.
Well, I'm gonna wrap this up here for tonight. I'll continue later.
Monday, June 4, 2012
I'm Back
And I've had a hell of a time. I'm only gonna post half of what happened to me right now. I'll finish it up later.
You all so Crow's posts, so you know how it all started. It was kind of a blur for me. Seriously, having your consciousness pushed into the back of your head while an evil entity takes over your mind body and soul is not pleasant.
Eight chased my body for a few hours before HELLFIRE decided to stop and confront his adversary.
HELLFIRE drew my cutlass and raised it. I'm not sure how I did it, but I regained control just long enough to let go of the hilt and let the sword clatter to the ground.
HELLFIRE took over the body again and tried to retrieve the sword, but Eight got to it before him. HELLFIRE summoned my arm-blades and set fire to them.
Oh yeah, the fire. I should probably explain that. I'm not sure how it works, but I think HELLFIRE was able to combine my eldritch energy with it's own to form a different kind of energy. And that energy can set things on fire. I think that's also the reason my eyes turned yellow when it was in control.
Then Eight did something interesting; He removed his mask. His face was pretty normal. He looked completely human. Then his mask transformed into a shield. Yeah, I guess members of the Deck can do that.
I don't remember much of the fight, but I remember how it ended. Eight managed to get close to my body and I felt HELLFIRE being ripped out of me. As it happened, my left arm-blade dissolved into nothingness. He managed to pull HELLFIRE out of me, but it managed to take some of my energy with it.
"What did you do?" I asked him.
"I've taken your burden for myself," Eight said.
"But you can't control something like that!"
"Don't underestimate the Deck," He replied. "I may not be physically strong, but I won't give up my mind to this fiend."
"Why?" I asked. "Why would you do this?"
"You saved my life before," He said. "I'm simply repaying my debt."
And then HELLFIRE took over. I could tell because his eyes turned yellow with slit pupils. He set the sword on fire and charged at me. I dodged his attacks. I couldn't risk him coming into contact with me.
This went on for about a minute before Eight regained control. He said not to underestimate his control, then he vanished.
So there I was, separated from the others in an unfamiliar domain ruled by a malicious and sadistic bastard who likes to play games with people.
I wandered around for a while before finding something pretty cool. You know how some video games have bonus items hidden in various locations? Well, it turns out that the Game Master hid a few prizes throughout the Board. And I had found one of them.
It was a mask. Solid white, with no eye holes or straps. It was levitating over a small pool underground. I reached for it, and as soon as My skin brushed against it, a symbol appeared on it's blank surface. It resembled an eye with no irises and a very large pupil, an it was surrounded by swirling lines. I guess that's my symbol now.
I turned it over in my hands and examined the other side. It was see through. That explains why Eight could still see with his on. I lifted it to my face and it stayed there without falling.
Before leaving, I decided to examine my reflection in the pool. I saw her. The Mother Of Snakes. I left immediately. My own self loathing had drawn her to me.
I found out some other interesting things the mask is capable of. For one thing, it can access the internet. I just think of the website I want to go to, and it takes me to it. I can't log into anything though. That's why I haven't been able to update the blog at all. I can also track down any competitor in the tournament.
I found the others and left them a message warning them about HELLFIRE. I couldn't get close to them yet. I had something I needed to take care of first.
I began seeking out the Game Master. I wanted to defeat him before the tournament could get any worse. Then I ran into an old friend.
"Hello, Malkator," He said to me.
"Hiroshi," I said. "I didn't know you were a competitor."
"I'm not," He said. "I was sent here on business."
"To kill me?" I asked.
"To ask you for help," He replied.
CLIFFHANGER!!!! That's right, I'm wrapping it up here for tonight. Enjoy the suspense, bitches. And by "Bitches" I mean "The Dying Man".
You all so Crow's posts, so you know how it all started. It was kind of a blur for me. Seriously, having your consciousness pushed into the back of your head while an evil entity takes over your mind body and soul is not pleasant.
Eight chased my body for a few hours before HELLFIRE decided to stop and confront his adversary.
HELLFIRE drew my cutlass and raised it. I'm not sure how I did it, but I regained control just long enough to let go of the hilt and let the sword clatter to the ground.
HELLFIRE took over the body again and tried to retrieve the sword, but Eight got to it before him. HELLFIRE summoned my arm-blades and set fire to them.
Oh yeah, the fire. I should probably explain that. I'm not sure how it works, but I think HELLFIRE was able to combine my eldritch energy with it's own to form a different kind of energy. And that energy can set things on fire. I think that's also the reason my eyes turned yellow when it was in control.
Then Eight did something interesting; He removed his mask. His face was pretty normal. He looked completely human. Then his mask transformed into a shield. Yeah, I guess members of the Deck can do that.
I don't remember much of the fight, but I remember how it ended. Eight managed to get close to my body and I felt HELLFIRE being ripped out of me. As it happened, my left arm-blade dissolved into nothingness. He managed to pull HELLFIRE out of me, but it managed to take some of my energy with it.
"What did you do?" I asked him.
"I've taken your burden for myself," Eight said.
"But you can't control something like that!"
"Don't underestimate the Deck," He replied. "I may not be physically strong, but I won't give up my mind to this fiend."
"Why?" I asked. "Why would you do this?"
"You saved my life before," He said. "I'm simply repaying my debt."
And then HELLFIRE took over. I could tell because his eyes turned yellow with slit pupils. He set the sword on fire and charged at me. I dodged his attacks. I couldn't risk him coming into contact with me.
This went on for about a minute before Eight regained control. He said not to underestimate his control, then he vanished.
So there I was, separated from the others in an unfamiliar domain ruled by a malicious and sadistic bastard who likes to play games with people.
I wandered around for a while before finding something pretty cool. You know how some video games have bonus items hidden in various locations? Well, it turns out that the Game Master hid a few prizes throughout the Board. And I had found one of them.
It was a mask. Solid white, with no eye holes or straps. It was levitating over a small pool underground. I reached for it, and as soon as My skin brushed against it, a symbol appeared on it's blank surface. It resembled an eye with no irises and a very large pupil, an it was surrounded by swirling lines. I guess that's my symbol now.
I turned it over in my hands and examined the other side. It was see through. That explains why Eight could still see with his on. I lifted it to my face and it stayed there without falling.
Before leaving, I decided to examine my reflection in the pool. I saw her. The Mother Of Snakes. I left immediately. My own self loathing had drawn her to me.
I found out some other interesting things the mask is capable of. For one thing, it can access the internet. I just think of the website I want to go to, and it takes me to it. I can't log into anything though. That's why I haven't been able to update the blog at all. I can also track down any competitor in the tournament.
I found the others and left them a message warning them about HELLFIRE. I couldn't get close to them yet. I had something I needed to take care of first.
I began seeking out the Game Master. I wanted to defeat him before the tournament could get any worse. Then I ran into an old friend.
"Hello, Malkator," He said to me.
"Hiroshi," I said. "I didn't know you were a competitor."
"I'm not," He said. "I was sent here on business."
"To kill me?" I asked.
"To ask you for help," He replied.
CLIFFHANGER!!!! That's right, I'm wrapping it up here for tonight. Enjoy the suspense, bitches. And by "Bitches" I mean "The Dying Man".
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