[RP] Ombra Delle Tenebre

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Omega, the destroyer of all that was impure, was sent to heaven, and Alpha, to hell. This was not originally planned by the gods. Omega was meant for Hell and Alpha was meant for heaven. The god of death, calling himself immaculate, had the plan to do this, and with his plan complete, Omega was now going to move forward with his plan of destruction. No matter who one, Lich knew he would be finished, so he devised the plan to take everything with him by using Omega's corruption to his advantage. Lich was planning to let Omega's fate take it's natural course and not let Alpha reach his soul, by any means necessary.

His plan started with the death of Omega, and knew the fragility that Alpha was in her emotions would lead to her death by some means. He was not expecting the suicide, but it excited him so, because that meant they were so far apart, by the time they met, Heaven would be no more. Lich was very pleased that his plan had come true, now he just had to wait for heaven to fall, and for Omega to move on to Hell.

But Lich had forgotten about Ultima...

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In heaven resided Omega, the divine destroyer of everything, made to be the destructive violent end of the war the gods had had going on. His strength surpassed that of the gods, and he was beginning to carry out his fate, and he started in the same area he so happened to be in. Heaven would be the first area to fall victim to his destructive powers. This was his time to kill and his time to purify, as he would put it.

Like always, Omega was seeing everything as sinful and dirty, with no decency at all. If it had one single sin, minor or major, he would destroy it, and nothing was completely sinless. His memory had faded, so he had forgotten how to accept the worl for its imperfections, and more importantly, he had forgotten his other half, Alpha. He had no real recollection of his human life at all, and he did not even try to think on it.


Back in his human life, he had decided to hunt for purity, but this time around, in the heavens, he was hunting just to kill the impure.


This is the beginning

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Omega was walking on through the heavens. It was very bright, and it gave off a peaceful vibe. Omega however, disgusted the peaceful vibe, and he knew it was lying to him. Sinners got into heaven everyday because they were forgiven, but Omega could smell sin on someone no matter what. The only ones that had no sins were the angels and the gods for the good, but if they were actually going to accept such sinners into the holy lands, he would have to remove them and show them how it's really done.

Even the calm breeze was what omega hated, there was nothing about heaven he liked. Not the sound of nature, not the warm feeling inside, not the peaceful air, not even the trees. He absolutely hated it, as he saw it as a completely impure lie for what was really within heaven. It was a great place to start. Remove lies and filter sin.

So Omega was walking in his human form as usual. His long hair was not affected at all by the wind. The sweater he was wearing was fully unzipped and was also untouched by the wind that blew gently across the field he was in. Flowers were rotting as he stepped near them. His corruption had finally completely settled into his body. There were several people in the area, they all looked at him with demise, wondering why he was here, in heaven...

Omega spoke aloud, "Hasty judgment is a sin. You will all be punished properly..." Omega gathered something in his hands. "May the darkness of light choose your path." Omega released the darkness that seemed to glow. A large shockwave of power pulsed through, rotting the grass on the ground, and it made all the people in the area disintegrate immediately. Their flesh turned to dust instantly while it remained on their bones, and their skeletons fell to the ground. "I guess the sins you committed were beyond excusable. And yet you were in heaven..."
 
"Diagoth Reim" an angel called.

Diagoth sat on the edge of the floating continent gazing at Earth. His face was expressionless, his feelings numb. He watched Earth watching the humans, oh the silly humans. He could see one being raped right now and he watched with curiosity as the helpless female screamed out in pain.

"Diagoth Reim!" the angels voice called out again.

Diagoth then looked towards the other edge of the continent and watched a man run out into a busy street to save a wandering child. Diagoth's eyes flashed as the child was saved but the man had gotten hit by a bus. People on the streets nearby rushed to the scene trying to help the man and the saved child had wandered aimlessly away.

Good and evil constantly clashing on Earth. What a terrible place it was. Diagoth had begun to become curious about Earth andhow he could fix it. "Diagoth! Oh there you are!" The angel spoke as he came flying towards Diagoth. "I've been calling for you. Is this all you do? Stare at the troubles of Earth all day? We've got a new batch coming."

Diagoth stared at the angel with his cold blue eyes, hoping to peirce into the angel's heart. "In that case I've got to go..." he said in deep thought.

"But I have a message from Maklah. She wan't you to meet her later to discuss the war." the angel said.

Diagoth kept silent and walked through the forest. His white suit had lit the way through the gray murky place. Everything was gray and murky in this land, for it was his land, the land of purgatory, the passage between heaven and hell. it was located on a floating continent in the clouds, perfect for Diagoth's earth watching.

"Ah! There you are." Silf, the wind god said as he welcomed Diagoth in open arms.

"Why are you touching me?" Diagoth asked as he had seen humans hug but had never experienced it himself.

"It's called a greeting." the god Silf chuckled as he led Diagoth over towards the crowd of newcomers.

Diagoth noticed the man who had been hit by the bus earlier. The crowd of people were only 5 and most of them were scared. Diagoth cleard his voice and began to speak in a sharp tone. "The reason you all are here. Is not only because you are dead, but because you all have failed to clarify the good or the evil that remains in your hearts. You were sent here to either repent foor your sins or to increase them. The ultimate choice is yours, but in the end you either go to heaven or hell..."

Without saying another word Diagoth left the group to get handled by the angels. He began to walk back to the edge of the floating purgatory. "Your speeches are getting shorter and shorter." Silf said as he caught up with Diagoth.

"I may work for you but this is my land which was given to me. You can fill them in on the rest. I'm tired of being disturbed for trivial matters." he said as he walked away.

He had gotten to the edge of the continent when he spotted her yet again. it was a woman who had been in purgatory for th longest of any ordinary human. She was checking in on the Earthly world once again.If he could remember her name right, it was Sacera. Diagoth then remembered the message of which the angel had given him earlier and began to travel to the castle to meet Maklah the water goddess...

(OOC: I'm sorry! I just realized that I totally modded a god! D: )
 
Flames rose and crackled around her form, tall and powerful. The pungeent aroma of burning flesh reached Alpha's nostrils and she choked, the smell combined with the overwhelming stench of smoke making tears run down her face, and making her cough until she struggled to get air into her lungs.

"Omega," she whispered, looking at the rocky ceiling above.

Stalactites had formed on the ceiling, and dipping ever lower, like the many fingers of the ruler of this domain, they would soon be low enough to brush Alpha's head. One of the many tortures of this place was the necessity to stoop to avoid being impaled by these rocky spikes. It left most with an almost constantly aching back.

Screeches almost constantly rang through the halls and byways of hell. The demonic kind that you would never hear anywhere other than the bowels of Hell. But these were not human screams. These were demonic roars and bellows that echoed down this endless pit from morning until night.

Not that there was any sense of time in this place. Darkness and light did not break through the ceiling of hell. The flames were no weaker at one part of the day than another, and this made any telling of the time virtually impossible. It was simply eternal stasis in Hell. Just another form of torture.

The human screams were another.

Fate had been defied when Alpha had gone to Hell, and Omega Heaven. So Alpha had been spared the horrendous torture meant for Omega, her lover. However, the agonised screams of the dead troubled her almost constantly. She felt an empathy for these fallen souls that she could not simply switch off.

"Where are you?" she whispered.
 
Oblivion walked through the forest. It was night, he felt the darkness around him. A bush rustles behind him. Oblivion turns around, but there is nothing.
He says to himself,

I feel the presence of Omega, he must have been reborn, Alpha as well. But, there is another force, one just as strong. I must prepare myself, for the war is coming. But, what side shall I choose.

Oblivion lights his hand on fire, so he can see more clearly. He can see the forest now. It is a barren waist land.

Time to light this place up.
He says

As he says this, he takes his hand, some-what forming a fireball and he shoots the fire at a cluster of trees. He walks out of the burning forest. He thinks to himself

Now what shall I do? Shall I go hunt out this mysterious force, join Omega, or join Alpha?

He walks though the rest of the waist land, searching for answers.
 
Sacera spied in anger as she spied her friends from below. There were three of them, all girls. One named Dawn became a pilot in honor of her. Ashley became a lawyer. Lynn became a mother with a child already.

And though it was very petty, Sacera began to despair. She was only a teenager after all...


"How despicable that Dawn take over MY dream. And Ashley, why did she ever become a lawyer?! Didn't she know not to waste time on stuff that doesn't interest her? Her selfish parents pushed her to become a lawyer and she obeyed them like a pathetic dog! Lynn, however, at least she's doing something of her own. Not to steal my dreams or obey the dreams of parents!" All of this Sacera fumed in despair until she started crying.

She knew she was wrong to judge her friends.
But was it fair that she had been the one to die? She never expected heaven, hell, or purgatory to be real. She expected eternal sleep. Why couldn't she save herself? Would she ever save herself? She would, she decided, after she began thinking of others.

On that note Sacera listened to her friend Lynn, who had talked to her daily since she died. There was nothing that Sacera could do to prove that she was listening, but somehow, she hoped that Lynn knew she was. Sacera stepped away, smiled, and reflected on how foolish she had thought earlier.

Sacera soon got up and looked around. It was very beautiful. Everything looked so ethereal compared to Earth. If you simply thought of something in purgatory, it would change to what you wanted. Sacera liked to think of flower fields so she could smell the sweet scents. She also liked to think of her happier memories. She could lay in her flower fields and watch the sky as they played back all the happy memories of her former life before her.
Even the dead souls look so different then what they look like in heaven or hell. Here you could see everyone's aura swirling around them. She walked away smiling looking at all the new souls of the purgatory. Most of the souls that ended up here were of people frustrated that they had even died. Everyone comes here looking for answers. Answers to religion, death, life, and most of all how to go back to Earth. Sacera didn't want to be a part of that. Since she had been here so long, she never saw anyone go back so it must be impossible. Why would she want to go back to Earth? Instead she started to ponder on what to do next and who she can help, maybe this time someone would want her help...
 
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On the depths of hell there lay a small alcove, shrouded by stalagmites. Within lay a large stone slab spattered with dried droplets of blood. It is here that Dr. Erik Svenser had set up his practice.

On this slab lay a sinner, clad only in dirty cloth rags. He was held in place by chains of blood that flowed from cuts on his wrists and ankles and stretched him out as if on a rack. Dr. Svenser stood over him, looking every bit as human as the poor sinner chained down. Human except for the leer.

He held up a single long finger and traced a line along the mans left bicep, a cut opening as his finger passed. He peeled the skin apart, the blood refusing to pour out, even from so deep a cut. His finger followed the contours of the muscle, feeling the individual stands. Tracing another two quick lines on the muscle he cut out a strand and held it up to the light from the flames of hell.

Though he bled not the poor man's screams went unheard as they joined the cacophany of already existing screams that echoed through hell.

Svenser continued his dive into the muscle, pulling out a larger cluster of fibers, observing the weave. Ever so slowly and with great care, he reached the pearl white bone. As he reached in again what could be described as a pulse broke his concentration. The blood chains began to fall away and blood began welling up in the bicep cut.

Reasserting his control, the blood went back to how it was before, in his control. His wide smile was gone as was the fun. He could feel the prescence of the Alpha in hell, resigned to her fate and Omega in heaven, wreaking destruction.

"It would appear the war has finally begun..." he mused to no one in particular. His work now was at an end, though he wanted to go even further. The sinner found himself lifted by the chains of blood and dragged along the rocky surface of hell for a good distance, far away from the alcove. Svenser walked next to him, telling him just how lucky he was.

"If it wasn't for something far more important we could have had so much more fun. A pity really. I was wanting to get into your heart..." At this the sinner's eyes opened wide and the screams stopped for a few seconds before resuming wih greater ugency. "Don't worry, you won't die here. It will hurt, but you wont die." He released his concentration on the blood, dropping the man unceremoniously to the ground where the blood began welling out.

He stalked off contemplating whether he should approach Alpha or not. At any rate he needed to get to Omega. There were sure to be fresh bodies near him.
 
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Alpha sensed a presence. It practically seethed with dark energies. Those of a sadistic, judgemental man who revelled in the pain and screams of the others forever locked in this place. It was the likes of him that caused the pain and screams that constantly rang throughout this pit, and Alpha couldn't justify that.

Still, if she was to actually succeed in her plot to be re-united with Omega, her one and only love, she would need help, for the gods had done nothing for her since and before her descent into Hell, so she would have to rely on the help of the others, denizens of Heaven and Hell who wanted to help with her cause.

But this man... He was almost human in appearance, but... she sensed demonic energies exuding from him. The joy he seemed to feel from mutilating the man on the stone slab reminded her of the Greek legend of Prometheus, who had been condemned to be tied to a stone slab and have his liver ripped out by a bird every day, all for the crime of stealing fire from the gods and giving it to man.

It made Alpha think that not all sinners were evil. Sins such as suicide and dying unbaptised were not evil enough to warrant Hell, in Alpha's eyes, so perhaps there was more to this man than met the eye. Still, she would let him come to her. If he wanted to approach and join her, he could do it himself.
 
Omega, the being made of corruption, was walking through the fields of heaven. He knew what he had just done would not go un-noticed. He was simply walking until someone approached him. As he knew it, Lloyed approached him from behind. Lloyed's legendary Kiku-Ichi-Mogjo sword was glimmering the usual purple light as he walked. The silver hair of the god waved in the wind, while Omega was untouched by the breeze that drifted across the land.

"Omega, why have you done this?" Lloyed spoke. The words seemed to shake the mountains, but at the same time he was softly speaking. Omega was unfeared by Lloyed, as Omega knew he was stronger, but the gods would come last after he destroyed everyone.

Omega glanced behind him to get a better look at Lloyed. He did not look directly, but only over his shoulder. His eyes spotted something that glistened in the warm sunlight. It was on the hand of one of the skeletons. He slowly walked over to it very silently and grabbed the wrist that the glimmer came from. Lifting it up to his face, he took a Silver ring off of the hand and placed it on his middle finger on his left hand. It fit very well. "Because they were not clean. They wore the taints of sin."

"Do you really expect anyone or anything to be perfect?"

"No... that is why I must kill them all...nothing is truly innocent. I'm not childish, I know this." Omega stood up while he was speaking, and he was totally serious. He was not speeking with any laughter, doubt, or humor at all...

"Then I have no choice...I cannot have you here if you persist. Your choice, stay here and repent, or burn forever in hell."

"You know the answer to that...I have my goal and you have your job, now do it..." Omega shut his eyes calmly without even thinking about his answer. What a better place to go than hell? There he had all the sinners he could kill to 'purify' the world of all sins. It was time to begin his destructive reign.

"Very well." Lloyed closed his eyes with shame and looked down slightly. He knew exactly what this meant, and he did not think there was any way to prevent this from happening. It was up to Alpha at this point. With a snap of Lloyed's cold fingers, Flame sparked around Omega for less than a second.

Omega opened his eyes to see the fires of hell in his vision. Whatever circle he was in, he hated it. Screams and echoes of pain and agony. People were being punished for what they had done. Omega saw blood all over the ground and it sickened him. He hated this sight and he wanted it to just vanish, but he knew he would have to plan this carefully. No demon would go very easily, nor would the hopeful souls that screamed in the ears of every resident that lived there. How one would willingly live here was unknown to Omega. The very being in hell made Omega sick and he felt slight pain...

Omega walked right through the pain, it was nothing he couldn't handle. He would try finding the best place to start...
 
(OOC: Those kind's of posts go in the discussion thread Oblivion, especially when there's nothing to post. And Yes It's going on...)

Diagoth walked through the misty gray foest towards the small castle of Purgatory. At the entrance he could see the figure of Maklah, the water goddess through the thick gray foglike mist. "Hello" she said as he came to greet her.

Diagoth took her hand while saying nothing and shook it. "What is this?" Maklah asked in suprise.

"Silf says it's a greeting." Diagoth explained in an expressionless tone. "You wanted to see me?"

"Oh yes. I was going to have this talk in the castle but I'd much rather take a walk in the forest." The goddess said as she grabbed Diagoth by the hand and led him back through the woods.

"The war's so close." Maklah started off. "We in heaven have an upper hand that could destroy hell once and for all you know."

Diagoth walked along her side wondering why Maklah still held a firm grip on his hand. "Is that so?" he asked staring out at the tree's ahead. "Does that mean the war will finally be over?"

"Yes! And when it does we can all finally live in peace..." Maklah trailed off as they both got towards the floating continents edge.

"So then what happens after that?" he asked staring through the clouds down at earth again.

" I don't know..."Maklah said as she left Diagoth standing there. "I just don't know anymore..."
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Diagoth left his session of staring upon Earth's troublesome humans to go back to his quarters. There would be another batch of humans coming soon. They never stopped coming. He ran through the forest when he heard whispering close by. He inched closer safely hidden in the fog.

"WHAT YOU DIDN'T TELL HIM?!" came Silf's voice.

"I'm sorry!" moaned Maklah. "I just couldn't do it!"

"But you have to. This place won't be needed after we win." said Silf.

"But what about him? You know how I feel about him!" She wept.

"All the more reason to destroy him and this place along with him!" Silf responded. "The heavens have made this plan. It's his destiney, what he was created for."
 
Straining against the chains that held her so deep in hellfire she cried out in pain once more. only once. the chains snapped no longer able to hold her rage and she leapt up, Deathstrike was not within her reach but then again she still had hands. Pit feind followed by pit feind fell at her hands as she crawled, ran, flew and fought her way out of hell.

Endless tides of rutterkin and lesser demons fell at her hands and it wasnt long before the screams became endurable, almost pleasant after her experience. then as she reached what felt like the middle of hell she saw him. Horthgull. In his hands was Deathstrike itself. Horthgull turned and grinned a lopsided grin. "Looking for this?" He asked in a guttural tone waving her sword at her. "Come and get it" He laughed.

Suddenly she was behind him. "Dont mind if i do" she said breaking his arm and wrenching deathstrike from his hands. It seemed pleased to be hers again as it swiftly ended the life of Horthgull. it was with that she left the 6th circle of hell reaching the 7th. She wandered momentarily until a flash of flame erupted nearby and a new figure was suddenly in her midst. Deathstrike ready to strike she said "Name yourself or so help me you will die nameless"
 
There was a change in the air; Svenser could feel it. Omega had been sent to hell. He stopped his careful treading. He had reached a crossroads, one that he had no clue which way to go. He stood there between two caverns in Hell: one leading further down, the other upwards. Alpha was above him and Omega below.

'Where shall I go?' he thought, perplexed. On one hand there was the certainty of Alpha; she had not moved from her place in Hell for years. Omega though was roaming unhindered somewhere in the depths of hell. "The real question is certainty or uncertainty..." he muttered.

Svenser was a smart man though; he did not fly though med school without reason. 'Omega has shown up at a single point. From there he can move anywhere and I would be hard-pressed to follow him. So, lets let him create a path I can use to determine where he is going...'

On that he took certainty, heading up to Alpha. He wondered what bound her, if anything did. As he walked up the slope he dragged his finger along the rock face, gouging a scar into the stone. It was his hope that he could explore a bit before having to seek out Omega.

OOC:Mitsuru whenever you get back from Survivor go ahead and take it as I have already reached you.
 
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Omega walked out of the flames that had delivered him to the damned land. But he heard one speak from behind him. Omega looked behind him to see one ready for combat. There was something peculiar about her, as she felt like a demon AND an angelic at the same time. This was not right. He instantly knew this would have to be one of the ones he would need to kill first to purify the world.

"Confident you are. You want a name? I shall tell you."
Omega paused. He was still facing his back to her. He then decided to leave human form. Bones were shifting and grinding among eachother. The first to show up were his fangs and his eyes. The ringing of breaking bones was loud enough for anyone and anything around him to hear. "I am Omega, the harbinger of destruction. I am the perfect sin and corruption, I am the killer of all that is impure, and I will bring this universe all to it's knees. I will not accept any sinners into the world I desire."

He was changing as he was speaking, revealing his four wings, horns, and pale skin. His armor set had also materialized on his body. "Fight at your own peril"
 
As she spoke the words ahe already knew them to be foolish. she felt that she recognised those eyes. Then when he started to change forms all was made clear to her. as the huge form turned to face her and its wings outstretched she almost fainted. She wouldve if it was yukis body she was in. But she was not. Instead she knelt before the figure in her sights. "Forgive me omega lord of nihility and bringer of the inevitable. I thought you a mere demon please forgive my error, after seeing nothing but them for such a long time i forgot that other things existed" She bowed further "Please allow me to join forces with you, i wish for your goals to come to pass"
 
Omega noted as the who faced him got on her knees. He was not too fond of this site, so when she finished speaking to him, he spoke aloud to her, "Get up. Don't bow to a sin." Omega calmed himself due to the offer made to him. He sighed, drawing his wings and other such parts back into his skin. "Glad to see a change of heart, but you do know what joining me entails, right? I will kill you in the end, along with myself. But I suppose there is no point in having you as an enemy then." Omega figured that if he was going to kill everything, why not use what he could to help him? It was a big powerful world, and no matter what, it would be a challenge to take down entirely.

"But if you cross me or get in my way, I will not hesitate to kill you. You can start being on ally by first telling me your name." Omega was no longer intimidating, he was simply himself. With his human form being all he had out now, he looked like the average man, just dressed rather darkly.
 
"Well" She said standing "Im Kurosu, but only in this form" She laughed slightly "in my human form i am Yuki but i will be almost entirely different then. She does not understand what she is or what i am but i can control her to some degree so she will pose no threat to you" She sheathed her sword as the scabbard slowly melded into nothing ness she began to change too. her armour became a smart shirt and skirt combination and her hair went straight. The wings now gone she smiled before saying "This is as close to my human form i can be right here. if we ever need to cross the mortal realm then i will use her form" She thought momentarily before adding "And as for the death of me. i long not to feel but i would rather have lived as long as possible in the inevitable darkness than to die outright"
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Yuki grabbed the migraine pills. It had been a while but the headaches had come back stronger than ever. She looked out the window. it was raining again which meant that she would have to take the car. Grabbing the keys from the stand she headed off to college. Foretting to take any migraine pills with her
 
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Even though Sacera loved the pounding of the rain, today the rain seemed so cold. Shook by the gloomy wind, the flowers swayed ever so faintly until with one sigh the petals faded away as memories overflowed as the wind played her a song. Her thoughts tried to consume her through her broken dreaming as she sensed a horrible scene of a forlorn darkness. Scared as she was at having this dream, it wasn't her first one....


She was lost. She couldn’t see anything but the water that was up to her knees all around her and nothing else as far as her eye could see.
Her long brown hair was in a frenzy of frantic curls and her emerald eyes were masked with uncertainty and trepidation. She held herself as her body shook then she dropped to her knees and cried only when she found herself completely alone.

It was excruciating seeing herself crying. Of all the other times she thought she would cry she, she always amazed herself when she didn’t cry. She used to think she’d always remain unbreakable, yet here she was, looking like a ghost of her former self with her glassy eyes and her broken spirit. She always saw herself as an ardent person, someone who only wanted to make a change in the world and not be forgotten. Sacera, seeing herself alone in her own dream felt like screaming even though she knew her dream-self wouldn’t hear.

"None of this is real..." she thought to herself repeatedly, yet she couldn't wake up.

 
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