Dark Astoria.
Seraph stood in front of the Dream Doctor, in his hand the heavy mass of the God Slayer Blade, Seraph sighing. "So just me while you hold the line?"
The Dream Doctor smiles. "Oh no, your wife pulled some strings.... Just look."
*Imagine Dragon - Warriors*
Seraph blinked as the mist parted and out stepped Tish... Followed by Terrance Knight, his two girlfriends, Eve.... Half the Legendary was here.
"And that's not all." Dream Doctor continued.
Heroes and villains marched up, gold brickers, circle of thorns, Crey, vanguard, the shining stars.... Seraph was blown away as Tish came up and hugged him. "You asked for help? I got help." She smirked.
"Is... Is that lord Recluse?" He spluttered.
Lord Recluse tilted his head as he was acknowledged. "I am not here to help, I am just here to prevent this parasite from taking what is mine, nothing more." The tyrant spoke in a shockingly soft voice.
Tish lightly elbows Seraph. "He owes me." She whispered.
Seraph nodded dumbly, then turned towards the Dark Astoria graveyard, the final battle against Mot was here. Grasping the God Slayer Blade, he looked down at its dark edge. "If I was a better man, I make a speech... But all I got to say is it's all or nothing, so let's do this."
As one, they charged into the armies of Banished Pantheon minions, energy blasting back and forth between both sides, screams filling the air as Mot reached out with his powers, snatching combatants from both sides to fuel his assentation.
Seraph lead the spear head, himself, Tish, Lord Recluse, Lady Grey and the Honeree as they battled the towering ravages, the floating masks, shamans by the boat load, they needed to get to the head of the beast.
As they took down the last guardian outside Mot's maw, the Sentinel of Mot appeared, leaning down to look at Seraph with its multiple eyes. "Free me." It whispered.
Seraph rested a free hand on the Sentinels leg. "I will Marcus... And the world will know your tale."
The great beast nodded it's head as the darkness rose up, swallowing him... Next thing Seraph knew he was in the belly of the beast, Eldritch runes burning in the air.
"Oh this fucking stinks." Tish moaned as Seraph spun around.
"Okay, looks like only us made it.... We snub the runes... And then... I guess I use this?" He waves the God Slayer Blade.
"FoLiSh SeRaPh, yOu tHiNk I sO eSaIlY SlAiN? NoW yOu ArE WiThIn Me, I ShAlL DeVoUr YoU." Mot's infernal voice rung like a great bell, darkness rising up to surround Seraph, Tish raining fire down on the dark tendrils to no avail.
Seraph was pulled into the darkness, floating blindly as he looked around.... He can't of come so far for it to end like this?
In the darkness he saw a light, moving towards it he blinked in shock, it was Tielekku, the goddess of magic Mot devoured.
He moved up to her. "Hey... Um... Help? Please?"
The goddess gave him a tired look. "He is strong, far to strong to fight...."
Seraph blinked. "Bullshit."
The goddess looked shocked. "Excuse me?"
"You are the goddess of magic, you made magic! Mot is using magic! There has to be something you can do.... With all respect."
Tielekku gave a soft smirk. "Such a bold spirit... You are right, I can do something... But it will greatly weaken me.... Go forth, fight his avatar." She commanded as cracks of light formed in the darkness, next thing he knew, Seraph was back in the internals of Mot, Tish holding off hoards of Banished Pantheon.
"Do that to me again and I'm killing you." She screams out as the ground shudders and up raised the Embodiment of Mot.
"FoOlIsH GoDdEsS, YoU oNlY dElAy ThE EnEvItAbLe." The Embodiment roared.
Seraph glared up as it's multi eyes face. "Fuck you." He shouted, Tish's kinetic powers filling him with renewed strength as he fired off and energy blast at the beasts face, it letting out a roar as it pawed it's now mangled eyes.
Seraph and Tish darted in and out around the Embodiment of Mot, whittling at its great might, avoiding the maws it summoned forth to try and devour them, the darkness it tried to ensnare with, eventually their duo was enough to drop it to its knees.
"iMpOsSiBlE! I aM a GoD!" It screamed as Seraph floated up, blade in hand, he reared back and stabbed down into Mot's face.... And suddenly, it was not just Seraph stabbing him... It was Tish... Terrance, Eve, Gir, Neph, Caroline... Hundreds, no thousands of people stabbing the god, an event that not just one hero, but all heroes did to seal this darkness.
With a soul wrenching scream, the Embodiment of Mot crumbled into dust, leaving Seraph and Tish alone with the goddess Tielekku, the goddess was pale, her face drawn. "You did it heroes.... Now let me take you from this place."
Seraph pulled Tish into a hug. "I would like that very much.... Then a vacation some where far away." He said as the goddess returned them to Dark Astoria and a cheering crowed.
Seraph stood in front of the Dream Doctor, in his hand the heavy mass of the God Slayer Blade, Seraph sighing. "So just me while you hold the line?"
The Dream Doctor smiles. "Oh no, your wife pulled some strings.... Just look."
*Imagine Dragon - Warriors*
Seraph blinked as the mist parted and out stepped Tish... Followed by Terrance Knight, his two girlfriends, Eve.... Half the Legendary was here.
"And that's not all." Dream Doctor continued.
Heroes and villains marched up, gold brickers, circle of thorns, Crey, vanguard, the shining stars.... Seraph was blown away as Tish came up and hugged him. "You asked for help? I got help." She smirked.
"Is... Is that lord Recluse?" He spluttered.
Lord Recluse tilted his head as he was acknowledged. "I am not here to help, I am just here to prevent this parasite from taking what is mine, nothing more." The tyrant spoke in a shockingly soft voice.
Tish lightly elbows Seraph. "He owes me." She whispered.
Seraph nodded dumbly, then turned towards the Dark Astoria graveyard, the final battle against Mot was here. Grasping the God Slayer Blade, he looked down at its dark edge. "If I was a better man, I make a speech... But all I got to say is it's all or nothing, so let's do this."
As one, they charged into the armies of Banished Pantheon minions, energy blasting back and forth between both sides, screams filling the air as Mot reached out with his powers, snatching combatants from both sides to fuel his assentation.
Seraph lead the spear head, himself, Tish, Lord Recluse, Lady Grey and the Honeree as they battled the towering ravages, the floating masks, shamans by the boat load, they needed to get to the head of the beast.
As they took down the last guardian outside Mot's maw, the Sentinel of Mot appeared, leaning down to look at Seraph with its multiple eyes. "Free me." It whispered.
Seraph rested a free hand on the Sentinels leg. "I will Marcus... And the world will know your tale."
The great beast nodded it's head as the darkness rose up, swallowing him... Next thing Seraph knew he was in the belly of the beast, Eldritch runes burning in the air.
"Oh this fucking stinks." Tish moaned as Seraph spun around.
"Okay, looks like only us made it.... We snub the runes... And then... I guess I use this?" He waves the God Slayer Blade.
"FoLiSh SeRaPh, yOu tHiNk I sO eSaIlY SlAiN? NoW yOu ArE WiThIn Me, I ShAlL DeVoUr YoU." Mot's infernal voice rung like a great bell, darkness rising up to surround Seraph, Tish raining fire down on the dark tendrils to no avail.
Seraph was pulled into the darkness, floating blindly as he looked around.... He can't of come so far for it to end like this?
In the darkness he saw a light, moving towards it he blinked in shock, it was Tielekku, the goddess of magic Mot devoured.
He moved up to her. "Hey... Um... Help? Please?"
The goddess gave him a tired look. "He is strong, far to strong to fight...."
Seraph blinked. "Bullshit."
The goddess looked shocked. "Excuse me?"
"You are the goddess of magic, you made magic! Mot is using magic! There has to be something you can do.... With all respect."
Tielekku gave a soft smirk. "Such a bold spirit... You are right, I can do something... But it will greatly weaken me.... Go forth, fight his avatar." She commanded as cracks of light formed in the darkness, next thing he knew, Seraph was back in the internals of Mot, Tish holding off hoards of Banished Pantheon.
"Do that to me again and I'm killing you." She screams out as the ground shudders and up raised the Embodiment of Mot.
"FoOlIsH GoDdEsS, YoU oNlY dElAy ThE EnEvItAbLe." The Embodiment roared.
Seraph glared up as it's multi eyes face. "Fuck you." He shouted, Tish's kinetic powers filling him with renewed strength as he fired off and energy blast at the beasts face, it letting out a roar as it pawed it's now mangled eyes.
Seraph and Tish darted in and out around the Embodiment of Mot, whittling at its great might, avoiding the maws it summoned forth to try and devour them, the darkness it tried to ensnare with, eventually their duo was enough to drop it to its knees.
"iMpOsSiBlE! I aM a GoD!" It screamed as Seraph floated up, blade in hand, he reared back and stabbed down into Mot's face.... And suddenly, it was not just Seraph stabbing him... It was Tish... Terrance, Eve, Gir, Neph, Caroline... Hundreds, no thousands of people stabbing the god, an event that not just one hero, but all heroes did to seal this darkness.
With a soul wrenching scream, the Embodiment of Mot crumbled into dust, leaving Seraph and Tish alone with the goddess Tielekku, the goddess was pale, her face drawn. "You did it heroes.... Now let me take you from this place."
Seraph pulled Tish into a hug. "I would like that very much.... Then a vacation some where far away." He said as the goddess returned them to Dark Astoria and a cheering crowed.
Neph: I wanna fight!