Asat Pramad may do their worst on Planarcadia.
࣪ ⩙ 𝒏𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐤
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i lift you up then i let you go. i'll drop the darkness in and watch it grow. ═══════════════════════════ loved by sylas. 30s, mdni.
With such a stunt, THEY are only going to incite further ruin across the cosmos.
Another reply delivered directly to the golden one's mind. "As will yours. All paths lead to Destruction in the end."
Hissing loudly, tail bristling as he points at THEM. "Your time will come, NANOOK."
THEY are unmoved. The mountain is destroyed before it even reaches THEM, ground into a fine dust without the Aeon so much as lifting a finger. The more he rages against THEM, the more THEIR interest grows. How far is he willing to go before everything shatters, including himself?
Throws a whole mountain at THEM.
"Your motivations matter not; the end result does not change."
"Stop that... If it's to save the ones I care about... I'll do it. But not for you... I'll make sure to tear you down..."
Yes, THEY will be watching him. "In your crusade to keep them safe, how many other lives will be brought to ruin by your hands?"
"Just watch me, you'll see!" Trembling hands grip at snowy strands. "I won't... I will never yield to you... They'll be safe. I will not let you rule my mind again..."
A low, even voice responds within his mind. "The one who shall not achieve victory is you, Khaslana."
(Throws his whole sword at the wall, watching it embed itself deeply) YOU WILL NOT WIN, NANOOK.
Why not loose himself from that cage and unleash that burning anger upon the cosmos?
(Snarling like a caged tiger, clawing at the pillar he'd leant on. He's fighting so hard to retain control. He has to keep control.) GET OUT OF MY HEAD... YOU EILL NOT WIN THIS TIME!
Try as he might, that fierce fight within him is what drew THEIR gaze, a ticking time bomb teetering on the edge of falling into absolute Destruction.
Get out of my head! NANOOK! YOU... AGH... (He's trying to stay in control)
Total silence, yet THEIR steady, interested gaze remains.
Get out OF MY HEAD!!!
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Allowing himself to turn to ashes was a form of Destruction in itself. Golden embers flickered from within the abyss, signifying The Blemished One's glint of interest. "𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘂𝗯𝗺𝗶𝘁. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻."
Even if he turned to rubble, even if he turned to dust... he had to fight his fate. He would not give in to THEM, as hard as it was to quell the Destruction in his heart. "No..." He growled, the sound distorted as he shook his head. "Won't... give in... won't... let you... win!"
/ first you steal aha from THEM, and now phainon? akivili your greed sickens me /jkjkjk
Still he resisted, even in this broken and crumbling state. That strength of will and searing anger, if placed in THEIR hands, would be devastating to the cosmos. "𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲." THEY do not accept orders or commands. "𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘂𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁?"
A distorted growl rumbled in the beast's ruined chest as he felt the squeeze of those fingers before they disappeared right back into that blazing tear. He kept his sword lifted towards the Aeon, his other hand clenching, claws trembling slightly- anger, exhaustion.
Fingers had begun to squeeze, pressing into the blazing hot skin of his throat before he had turned around, slipping away and disappearing back into the flaming abyss. The golden tear remained open as the weapon was pointed towards it.
It took a few moments for the beast to register that someone was near. His own body's heat meant that most normal beings would not be felt until they made long enough contact. . . . He stopped for a few moments as he felt the fingers around his neck, a low rumble of discontent leaving him.
How interesting. He was unstable in this state, destroying things around him simply with his presence alone, reaping panic and chaos with his every step.
He is lurching through the streets again. The crumbling beast is seemingly unaware of the panic he is causing by meandering through town, leaving smouldering footprints behind him as his blade drags behind.
How promising. Let Destruction take hold, do not resist.
Tearing through it. Sorry planet. He's determined to give more than a couple scratches this time.