Chosen of The Gods

[Zedalb]

The armor, you realize quickly, looks like a badass version of Daedric armor from skyrim.
To your surprise, most of them join and turn into some strange Zombie demon thing. Your somewhat disappointed to learn that these things make Imps look competent. Freaking Imps are more competent than these things.
They do as you command and bring more in, oddly enough they find some Cultists as well. The group is noticeably smaller, those robots are going to be a problem. Thankfully you get an actual description this time and know these are Dexter Industries new Rapid Response Drones, made to help police and other emergency services. Why in the Hell they have frickin laser faces is unknown.
Pain fills and blocks out every sense in your body as you feel your very Soul begin to twist and rend itself apart and put itself back together, and then do again and again for what feels like eternity. When the pain finally subsides you see that the Ritual used up all the blood in the room.....also you fell taller and......Powerful.
Oh....Hell...Yes.

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"Cultist Tell me of your powers and skills"

"Lancer, go find me 9 of your brethren and wait for me at the entrance to the tower we are going to battle soon"

"Razmar, you have done well, I want you to be my right hand man for now, after this battle, I wish to learn much of this art, for now I want you to make use of these cultist and blood. Tell me what you think you can do with them"

"Imps and demons after this group, take no one else alive, that is not aligned to our side like more cultist, instead kill them all and hang them from the roof, we need to refresh this blood pool"

"You, Imp, go and see how our armory and collection of all arms and armor is going and report back to me, I want a stock pile, including any tanks and real war weapons we can get out hands on"

The Captives, I arrange in a satanic symbol drawing it out in blood, having them held down by imps as I one by one slit there throats, in ritual sacrifice "Thank you dark lords for this form and these allies, please bless me with strength to slay your foes"

 

[Camellia]

"Superpowers, hehehe yep just superpowers and New York is under attack by demonsomgomgomgomgomg." June says, her panic clearer than a cloudless day. You make your way to the safe room, Orpheus playing a song on his lyre the whole way which was making your lightheadedness go away bit by bit until you don't feel it as much.

You reach the safe room and June's calmed down enough to be coherent. "Start from the beginning, how did this happen?"

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"Well, I was in the gift shop and reading, the museum has a pretty good selection of books, when suddenly gods, not God like Jesus and Father God like in school, but thunderbolts and tridents and helmets and Greece god, came and gave me superpowers and this lyre." Diana held up the lyre again. "It is a lyre with superpowers. A god with very shiny teeth that glowed gave it to me. Apparently it heals people, fires arrows, and lets you see the future. I gave seeing a future a try, but it didn't really work out. Then Orpheus showed up," here she held out a hand to Orpheus, "this is Orpheus, and he told me that you were in danger, so I went to go find you but I knocked over some books, and then there were those really ugly demons called imps apparently? And then I used my superpowers to bring back dead Spartans who killed them."

Diana looked up, then down. "I think that's it?"

 

[ShieldCrown]

"Cultist Tell me of your powers and skills"

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They inform you they know of various Summoning Rituals for demons of plague and have something that catches the attention of ever demon in the room: The Ring of Solomon. They offer it to you as a sign of submission.

"Lancer, go find me 9 of your brethren and wait for me at the entrance to the tower we are going to battle soon"

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He gathers nine more Lancers, they each seem very eager for a real fight.

"Razmar, you have done well, I want you to be my right hand man for now, after this battle, I wish to learn much of this art, for now I want you to make use of these cultist and blood. Tell me what you think you can do with them"

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"They would make fine acolytes and servants for you my Lord. I M honored you would have me as your right hand."

"Imps and demons after this group, take no one else alive, that is not aligned to our side like more cultist, instead kill them all and hang them from the roof, we need to refresh this blood pool"

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The Blood Pool starts getting fresh blood and new corpse ornaments.

"You, Imp, go and see how our armory and collection of all arms and armor is going and report back to me, I want a stock pile, including any tanks and real war weapons we can get out hands on"

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500 hand guns, 200 shotguns, 100 uzis, 158 AK-47s, 70 M-14 assault rifles, a helicopter, two tanks, and an tricycle.

The Captives, I arrange in a satanic symbol drawing it out in blood, having them held down by imps as I one by one slit there throats, in ritual sacrifice "Thank you dark lords for this form and these allies, please bless me with strength to slay your foes

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The Lords of Sin are pleased....You feel your favour with them increase greatly. (+50 favour, +5HP, +10MP)

"Well, I was in the gift shop and reading, the museum has a pretty good selection of books, when suddenly gods, not God like Jesus and Father God like in school, but thunderbolts and tridents and helmets and Greece god, came and gave me superpowers and this lyre." Diana held up the lyre again. "It is a lyre with superpowers. A god with very shiny teeth that glowed gave it to me. Apparently it heals people, fires arrows, and lets you see the future. I gave seeing a future a try, but it didn't really work out. Then Orpheus showed up," here she held out a hand to Orpheus, "this is Orpheus, and he told me that you were in danger, so I went to go find you but I knocked over some books, and then there were those really ugly demons called imps apparently? And then I used my superpowers to bring back dead Spartans who killed them."

Diana looked up, then down. "I think that's it?"

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June sighs. "Alright, yeah. Just....be careful okay? The Greek myths don't paint a good light for the Olympians."

Several Spartans return with civilians and police, they tell you that everything in a four block radius of the Empire State Building has been turned into Hell on earth. Fleshy cancerous like growths on various buildings and the ground is covered in blood.

 

[Iscaren]

During the Invasion the whole city was swarming in Demons, people were being rounded up, sacrificed, slaughtered and more, where ever you looked there was death and constant noise...except in one particular place.

In a block standing in the middle of the road was a tall young man with a crimson red eye and a bright yellow eye and dark brown hair, surrounding him covering the whole span of the block was the corpses of Demons of all shapes, sizes and species. Some have been hacked up, others have searing burn marks all over their bodies and others have been blown into small pieces.

From the pile of bodies in front of him a wounded Imp emerges and starts to quickly hobble away, the man just stands there and in a matter of moments a wave of force brushes past him and hits the demon exploding it in two.

He continues to walk and soon after he looks to the sky, something has piqued his interest, 'Hmm, multiple new powers has emerged in the city and yet not Demonic.'

But he soon looses interest and continues walking through the city.

 

[Camellia]

June sighs. "Alright, yeah. Just....be careful okay? The Greek myths don't paint a good light for the Olympians."

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"Okay." Diana nodded.

Several Spartans return with civilians and police, they tell you that everything in a four block radius of the Empire State Building has been turned into Hell on earth. Fleshy cancerous like growths on various buildings and the ground is covered in blood.

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"..." She stared at the Spartans. "Uh...are they fire proof? Or something?" She shifted from foot to foot. That sounded seriously creepy and demonic, but she really didn't want to outright command, 'burn down the Empire State Building'. It was, she'd always wanted to go inside and see the top, and dad had told her all sorts of stories about it, and she'd really rather not. Burn it down. Burning down buildings was also a crime and she would also rather not get arrested once this was all over. "See if the growths are spreading, but for now try to focus on bringing in as many people as you can. This is a big building, so we should be okay on space for awhile."

 

[Zedalb]

They inform you they know of various Summoning Rituals for demons of plague and have something that catches the attention of ever demon in the room: The Ring of Solomon. They offer it to you as a sign of submission.
He gathers nine more Lancers, they each seem very eager for a real fight.
"They would make fine acolytes and servants for you my Lord. I M honored you would have me as your right hand."
The Blood Pool starts getting fresh blood and new corpse ornaments.
500 hand guns, 200 shotguns, 100 uzis, 158 AK-47s, 70 M-14 assault rifles, a helicopter, two tanks, and an tricycle.

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"Then my honored right hand man, I have a mission for you, better equip the imps and demons, I want those guns blessed in blood and passed out to them by imps and demons, so that they may better serve as support for our real fighters. Teach the cultist the incantation if you need there aid, and split the people coming between sacrifices for more demons and blood for rituals as you wish. If you find more armor improve it and equip yourselves and the lancers if they need it. Finally take this tome and hold onto it for me, if anything is of use in it, make use of it in line with my orders."


"This ring, what will it do?" I ask the cultist group.


"Also, the tank and helicopter, see if you can have them bathed in enough blood to improve them and offer 1 tank and the helicopter to him to better serve where he needs, after blood they should be rather potent weapons, if you can do anything else to strengthen them do so. The last tank have sent to me after you have improved it"

I Take an M4 and bath it blood whispering the dark incantations so as to give me another demonic weapon in my arsenal.

"Imps, aid my right hand man in any manner he needs collect both the living and dead, and keep expanding my armory as he improves it"

Finally I step outside to the lancers awaiting me. "Is there anything that would be of aid to you, armor or guns? if so let us grab it before we go, if not let us go find where our aid is needed shall we?"

 

[ShieldCrown]

"..." She stared at the Spartans. "Uh...are they fire proof? Or something?" She shifted from foot to foot. That sounded seriously creepy and demonic, but she really didn't want to outright command, 'burn down the Empire State Building'. It was, she'd always wanted to go inside and see the top, and dad had told her all sorts of stories about it, and she'd really rather not. Burn it down. "See if the growths are spreading, but for now try to focus on bringing in as many people as you can. This is a big building, so we should be okay on space for awhile."

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before the Spartans can answer a massive boom shook the city and a giant demonic skull falls onto the pavement outside of the museum. You look towards the source and see a cloaked figure wielding a scythe standing on top the corpse of a gigantic demon.
"tch, damn demon titans, I swear it's like they lack any sense of preservation."
The figure vanishes in a flash of green light.

"Then my honored right hand man, I have a mission for you, better equip the imps and demons, I want those guns blessed in blood and passed out to them by imps and demons, so that they may better serve as support for our real fighters. Teach the cultist the incantation if you need there aid, and split the people coming between sacrifices for more demons and blood for rituals as you wish. If you find more armor improve it and equip yourselves and the lancers if they need it. Finally take this tome and hold onto it for me, if anything is of use in it, make use of it in line with my orders."

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"By your Command."

"This ring, what will it do?" I ask the cultist group.

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The ring of King Solomon allows the summoning and binding of demons to the wearer' s command.

I Take an M4 and bath it blood whispering the dark incantations so as to give me another demonic weapon in my arsenal.

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The gun is covered in demonic flesh and grows a bloodshot eye that stares at you.

Finally I step outside to the lancers awaiting me. "Is there anything that would be of aid to you, armor or guns? if so let us grab it before we go, if not let us go find where our aid is needed shall we?"

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They say they need nothing but their tridents. Your first encounter is with a man in traditional samurai garb and a Katana that feels....pure.

 

[Camellia]

before the Spartans can answer a massive boom shook the city and a giant demonic skull falls onto the pavement outside of the museum. You look towards the source and see a cloaked figure wielding a scythe standing on top the corpse of a gigantic demon.
"tch, damn demon titans, I swear it's like they lack any sense of preservation."
The figure vanishes in a flash of green light.

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Diana stared. "You, uh, you saw that too, right? It wasn't just me?"

She closed her eyes, and placed an hand over her face. "Wait, no, never mind that. Go and... bring in more people."

 

[Zedalb]

before the Spartans can answer a massive boom shook the city and a giant demonic skull falls onto the pavement outside of the museum. You look towards the source and see a cloaked figure wielding a scythe standing on top the corpse of a gigantic demon.
"tch, damn demon titans, I swear it's like they lack any sense of preservation."
The figure vanishes in a flash of green light.

"By your Command."

The ring of King Solomon allows the summoning and binding of demons to the wearer' s command.

The gun is covered in demonic flesh and grows a bloodshot eye that stares at you.

They say they need nothing but their tridents. Your first encounter is with a man in traditional samurai garb and a Katana that feels....pure.

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I wear the ring, making a note to test it out later, with hope that, it will come in handy.


"Lancers, flank and surround, I will take front and center, strike when I do"


I try the m4 first, releasing a few bullets to see if it has any affect, but already know he is going to do something cliche like deflect it with his sword, of course he isn't going to just die easily I know that from his feeling of purity.

Then I ready myself, bastard sword of blood in one hand dagger of decay in the other.

I move forward ready for our clash, glad that I have numbers on my side, he can only block and stab so many places at once.

"Now,!" I step forward dashing into the fray and attempting to put my new found strength and power to use, kattanas weren't made for blocking, so I attempt to hammer him with heavy blows, as my dagger seeks a place to slide into his flesh by surprise, or even cut his blade.

In theory it should be over quick with so many blades from so many directions coming at him.

 

[ShieldCrown]

Diana stared. "You, uh, you saw that too, right? It wasn't just me?"

She closed her eyes, and placed an hand over her face. "Wait, no, never mind that. Go and... bring in more people."

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The Spartans move out and continue to evacuate people to the museum. You're starting to run out of room.

Three lights zoom over to your location, and you see they're the Powerpuff girls. "*GASP* GIANT PUPPY!" Said Bubbles as she began to pet Cerberus who looked...uncomfortable.

"Excuse me, but who's in charge here?" Asked Blossom as Buttercup whistled at the Demon Titan skull.

I wear the ring, making a note to test it out later, with hope that, it will come in handy.


"Lancers, flank and surround, I will take front and center, strike when I do"


I try the m4 first, releasing a few bullets to see if it has any affect, but already know he is going to do something cliche like deflect it with his sword, of course he isn't going to just die easily I know that from his feeling of purity.

Then I ready myself, bastard sword of blood in one hand dagger of decay in the other.

I move forward ready for our clash, glad that I have numbers on my side, he can only block and stab so many places at once.

"Now,!" I step forward dashing into the fray and attempting to put my new found strength and power to use, kattanas weren't made for blocking, so I attempt to hammer him with heavy blows, as my dagger seeks a place to slide into his flesh by surprise, or even cut his blade.

In theory it should be over quick with so many blades from so many directions coming at him.

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He does indeed deflect the bullets and blocks your strikes, all of them. You notice your weapons are chipping themselves as they clash with the Samurai' s blade.

When the lancers jump on him, he does something impossible. He pushes you away and then just blurs and sheathed his sword......And the lancers fall into bloody pieces.

"Hmph, dishonorable tactics such as that will not work on me villain." The Samurai says as he redraws the Holy Sword.

 

[Trung-t-rung]

Location: New York City, United States.
Time: Tuesday June 2014,1:00 P.M.

A massive tear in the sky over the Big Apple had appeared only moments before hand and already thousands of demonic creatures were swarming all over the city slaughtering innocent civilians. The NYPD were trying their best to protect as many people as possible, but their weapons were practically useless and they were torn apart limb from limb. Several Heroes and the United States Army were deploying to save as many as they can. But something else was happening at this time, five individuals were being chosen by the old pantheons and granted incredible power, this is where their stories begin.

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Time froze. Or was it just in his mind? Chris wondered that as the scene of surreal chaos around him stopped in his track.

No. That doesn't matter. The conversation that took place in his head was what important now. The voices as if echoed from the ages far past, claimed to have chosen him as their champion, their Chosen. Chris himself never believed in the existence called God, or Gods for that matter. But then having the Apocalypse happened in your afternoon stroll with literal Demons appeared tended to shake someone's perception of reality.

'You with the blood of the Child of Light, your decision?'

The voices asked, neither just male or female, old or young, evil or good...Chris took a moment before closed his eyes. His consciousness responded back. He would use this power his way, and would not bow down to anyone...If those demons would steal, kill and take what belong to him, and he would just need to steal, kill and take from them first. The declaration, despite not said out loud, simply the scattered thoughts of a mortal mind registered within the rulers of the Celtic Pantheon's own mind.

'Very well. Your choice has been made.'

And power filled his body...

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His consciousness snapped back to real time. The sight of the Demon horde approached near him, like an unstoppable flood rushed forward. Several civilians tried to escape...Chaos and mayhem...The sight of human's weakness before the strongs. But he refused! To bow down to someone's rule without a fight, that was not allowed! His instinct led his body to raise his arm forward...

​

"Nuadha!"

His right arm let out a blinding light. The healthy color of skin turned into the metallic silver. He now grasped a Japanese sword nearly as long as he was tall. The blade supposed to be heavy was surprisingly fitted his arm strength. Gripping the hilt with two hands, his eyes set deadly on the incoming enemies. His goal was clear. Rescue all those get caught within the chaos, and kill all those stood in his way.

"Let's see what you bastards are made of!"

With superhuman speed, Chris kicked the ground and dashed forward with a battle cry.

 

[Zedalb]

The Spartans move out and continue to evacuate people to the museum. You're starting to run out of room.

Three lights zoom over to your location, and you see they're the Powerpuff girls. "*GASP* GIANT PUPPY!" Said Bubbles as she began to pet Cerberus who looked...uncomfortable.

"Excuse me, but who's in charge here?" Asked Blossom as Buttercup whistled at the Demon Titan skull.

He does indeed deflect the bullets and blocks your strikes, all of them. You notice your weapons are chipping themselves as they clash with the Samurai' s blade.

When the lancers jump on him, he does something impossible. He pushes you away and then just blurs and sheathed his sword......And the lancers fall into bloody pieces.

"Hmph, dishonorable tactics such as that will not work on me villain." The Samurai says as he redraws the Holy Sword.

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"No they will not, but how about a deal? Your a hero, and I am somewhat in command of the army, I could say, no more children die, or no more souls are turned to darkness only death. I could make a deal and all you have to do is walk out of the city, until this battle is done, you could save far more people with a bargain then with a blade today, even my death would do less good."

I sigh, and hold my sword out ready to meet him in one hand, the dagger in a reverse grip in the other, to parry and better protect myself with.

"What do you say, how about your absence, and I'll round up and let 100 children go?"


Its a desperate tactic to buy time, but the city is swarming with demons, and I have at least one tank being sent my way, and hopefully, demons will see me and come to my aid, hopefully someone that can fight this man on more even footing, my power lies in rituals and summons , unless I fully let go, which I will have to do if he says no.

 

[Camellia]

The Spartans move out and continue to evacuate people to the museum. You're starting to run out of room.

Three lights zoom over to your location, and you see they're the Powerpuff girls. "*GASP* GIANT PUPPY!" Said Bubbles as she began to pet Cerberus who looked...uncomfortable.

"Excuse me, but who's in charge here?" Asked Blossom as Buttercup whistled at the Demon Titan skull.

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Diana stepped out the doors. "Uh, that would be me, I guess. But why are you here? The Empire State Building, that's where you should be!" She flailed her hands a little. "My, uh, Spartans are bringing people in, and I'm going to heal the injured and the Empire State Building has some really creepy stuff going on, you should really go there instead! I mean, I was wondering if I should have it burned down, that's how bad it is!"

 

[ShieldCrown]

Time froze. Or was it just in his mind? Chris wondered that as the scene of surreal chaos around him stopped in his track.

No. That doesn't matter. The conversation that took place in his head was what important now. The voices as if echoed from the ages far past, claimed to have chosen him as their champion, their Chosen. Chris himself never believed in the existence called God, or Gods for that matter. But then having the Apocalypse happened in your afternoon stroll with literal Demons appeared tended to shake someone's perception of reality.

'You with the blood of the Child of Light, your decision?'

The voices asked, neither just male or female, old or young, evil or good...Chris took a moment before closed his eyes. His consciousness responded back. He would use this power his way, and would not bow down to anyone...If those demons would steal, kill and take what belong to him, and he would just need to steal, kill and take from them first. The declaration, despite not said out loud, simply the scattered thoughts of a mortal mind registered within the rulers of the Celtic Pantheon's own mind.

'Very well. Your choice has been made.'

And power filled his body...

---

His consciousness snapped back to real time. The sight of the Demon horde approached near him, like an unstoppable flood rushed forward. Several civilians tried to escape...Chaos and mayhem...The sight of human's weakness before the strongs. But he refused! To bow down to someone's rule without a fight, that was not allowed! His instinct led his body to raise his arm forward...

​

"Nuadha!"

His right arm let out a blinding light. The healthy color of skin turned into the metallic silver. He now grasped a Japanese sword nearly as long as he was tall. The blade supposed to be heavy was surprisingly fitted his arm strength. Gripping the hilt with two hands, his eyes set deadly on the incoming enemies. His goal was clear. Rescue all those get caught within the chaos, and kill all those stood in his way.

"Let see what you bastards are made of!"

With superhuman speed, Chris kicked the ground and dashed forward with a battle cry.

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The demons, mostly Capras, were shocked and that cost them. The Blade of the Silver Handed God cleaved through demonic flesh with great ease. In but a few minutes all the demons near him lay dead. You continue forward until you run into a man with a big nose and orange hair blasting demons with a shotgun back to back with a woman with blond hair and a permanent scowl with a desert eagle. Supporting them was the infamous mercenary group known as Death's Roses.

"No they will not, but how about a deal? Your a hero, and I am somewhat in command of the army, I could say, no more children die, or no more souls are turned to darkness only death. I could make a deal and all you have to do is walk out of the city, until this battle is done, you could save far more people with a bargain then with a blade today, even my death would do less good."

I sigh, and hold my sword out ready to meet him in one hand, the dagger in a reverse grip in the other, to parry and better protect myself with.

"What do you say, how about your absence, and I'll round up and let 100 children go?"


Its a desperate tactic to buy time, but the city is swarming with demons, and I have at least one tank being sent my way, and hopefully, demons will see me and come to my aid, hopefully someone that can fight this man on more even footing, my power lies in rituals and summons , unless I fully let go, which I will have to do if he says no.

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Jack scowled, but then....smirked? Suddenly you felt a chill run down your spine as the air seem to go still and the demonic growths seem to wither and rot.
"Jack, go deal with the Archon with the mongrel pet, this one be mine."

"Of course, Reaper-sama" said Jack before going another direction.

You turn....and see Death himself, the Harvester of Souls, the Grim Reaper. He who's cloak is blacker than the darkest abyss, whose scythe slays all. His eye sockets burned with emerald fire. "Man, you picked the wrong day to Piss me off."

*SLASH!*

Diana stepped out the doors. "Uh, that would be me, I guess. But why are you here? The Empire State Building, that's where you should be!" She flailed her hands a little. "My, uh, Spartans are bringing people in, and I'm going to heal the injured and the Empire State Building has some really creepy stuff going on, you should really go there instead! I mean, I was wondering if I should have it burned down, that's how bad it is!"

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"Ok, Bubbles, Buttercup let's go!" Blossom says as she shoots off towards the Empire State Building. Bubbles said goodbye to Cerberus before following suite. Buttercup gives you a thumbs up before leaving.

A helicopter bearing a emblem for something called the D.P.R.C. comes up a minute later to get them out of the city.

 

[Camellia]

"Ok, Bubbles, Buttercup let's go!" Blossom says as she shoots off towards the Empire State Building. Bubbles said goodbye to Cerberus before following suite. Buttercup gives you a thumbs up before leaving.

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Diana cupped her hands and yelled after them. "Good luck!"

A helicopter bearing a emblem for something called the D.P.R.C. comes up a minute later to get them out of the city.

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"Uh, I don't think just one helicopter's going to be enough. I have a lot of people here." Diana threw out her arms to try to communicate just how many. "A lot of people. And more are coming in every hour. How many people can you fit into one of these helicopters anyway?"

 

[Zedalb]

Jack scowled, but then....smirked? Suddenly you felt a chill run down your spine as the air seem to go still and the demonic growths seem to wither and rot.
"Jack, go deal with the Archon with the mongrel pet, this one be mine."

"Of course, Reaper-sama" said Jack before going another direction.

You turn....and see Death himself, the Harvester of Souls, the Grim Reaper. He who's cloak is blacker than the darkest abyss, whose scythe slays all. His eye sockets burned with emerald fire. "Man, you picked the wrong day to Piss me off."

*SLASH!*

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"YOU WANNA SEE PISSED, FUCK YOU I WILL FACE DEATH BLADE IN HAND AND I WILL MAKE YOU COWER!"


I feel it burning at the edge of my senses, its close and I refuse to let it go. I will face death the only way I can with rage in my heart.

I remember all the bullying, all the fights, all the times I looked in my mothers eyes and I knew she didn't mean it when she said she loved me.

I pull onto the feeling letting it fill me.

The fact that no girl ever liked me, no guy ever wanted to be my friend, even my parents passed me around an unwated sad sack.

WELL FUCK THEM. FUCK THEM ALL FUCK LIFE, AND FUCK DEATH THIS TIME IS MINE NOTHING IS TAKING IT FROM ME.

I hope aid is coming, but that hope is dwindling as I really start to just not care.

I can take an army, I can take death. At least long enough for back up.

I feel the crown burning and pushing through my skull.

Even as I grow in power, and let the crown consume me, I call upon all the blood in the streets, the blood of the demons and even my own blood to coat me. Provide me additional armor and regeneration so that I may endure his blows. With blades in both hands I roar.


"DEATH BE NOT PROUD FOR THOUGH ART A SLAVE TO TYRANTS AND MAD MEN LIKE ME!"

My last thoughts before I charge both blades seeming to burn in my rage.

Dark Fathers bless me with the power to slay this one in your name and I will drink the blood of death and bring you his skull.

Then I see red, and its not just the blood I'm pulling towards me.

 

[Trung-t-rung]

The demons, mostly Capras, were shocked and that cost them. The Blade of the Silver Handed God cleaved through demonic flesh with great ease. In but a few minutes all the demons near him lay dead. You continue forward until you run into a man with a big nose and orange hair blasting demons with a shotgun back to back with a woman with blond hair and a permanent scowl with a desert eagle. Supporting them was the infamous mercenary group known as Death's Roses.

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Swinging his blade with vigor, Chris cut through the demon's rank like hot knife through butter. The sight of the gun-toting duo caught his sight as he impaled an Imp through the asphalt street...

"Any of you know what's going on here?"

...And stomped on the demon's head with his foot with enough force to crush its skull and crack the ground beneath him. That should do it.

 

[ShieldCrown]

Diana cupped her hands and yelled after them. "Good luck!"

"Uh, I don't think just one helicopter's going to be enough. I have a lot of people here." Diana threw out her arms to try to communicate just how many. "A lot of people. And more are coming in every hour. How many people can you fit into one of these helicopters anyway?"

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The pilot tells you ten more copters are coming and at each fit fifty people. Sure enough, ten more helicopters bearing the same emblem arrive to evacuate civilians.

"YOU WANNA SEE PISSED, FUCK YOU I WILL FACE DEATH BLADE IN HAND AND I WILL MAKE YOU COWER!"


I feel it burning at the edge of my senses, its close and I refuse to let it go. I will face death the only way I can with rage in my heart.

I remember all the bullying, all the fights, all the times I looked in my mothers eyes and I knew she didn't mean it when she said she loved me.

I pull onto the feeling letting it fill me.

The fact that no girl ever liked me, no guy ever wanted to be my friend, even my parents passed me around an unwated sad sack.

WELL FUCK THEM. FUCK THEM ALL FUCK LIFE, AND FUCK DEATH THIS TIME IS MINE NOTHING IS TAKING IT FROM ME.

I hope aid is coming, but that hope is dwindling as I really start to just not care.

I can take an army, I can take death. At least long enough for back up.

I feel the crown burning and pushing through my skull.

Even as I grow in power, and let the crown consume me, I call upon all the blood in the streets, the blood of the demons and even my own blood to coat me. Provide me additional armor and regeneration so that I may endure his blows. With blades in both hands I roar.


"DEATH BE NOT PROUD FOR THOUGH ART A SLAVE TO TYRANTS AND MAD MEN LIKE ME!"

My last thoughts before I charge both blades seeming to burn in my rage.

Dark Fathers bless me with the power to slay this one in your name and I will drink the blood of death and bring you his skull.

Then I see red, and its not just the blood I'm pulling towards me.

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"Death comes to all boy, even to the likes of you." said the Reaper as he watched the Champion of Hell turn into a four meter tall demon made of blood and shadows. He dodged the charge but felt a familiar presence as he fought. "Of COURSE you're here, you damn Immortal."

Swinging his blade with vigor, Chris cut through the demon's rank like hot knife through butter. The sight of the gun-toting duo caught his sight as he impaled an Imp through the asphalt street...

"Any of you know what's going on here?"

...And stomped on the demon's head with his foot with enough force to crush its skull and crack the ground beneath him. That should do it.

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"A Demon getting too damn ballsy for their own damn good." Said the blond woman, who you recognize as Mandy Williams, leader of the Death's Roses. Which means the man with the shotgun is Billy Richardson, wanted in Britain for massive property damages.
"So what's your deal?" She asks you.

 

[Camellia]

The pilot tells you ten more copters are coming and at each fit fifty people. Sure enough, ten more helicopters bearing the same emblem arrive to evacuate civilians.

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"Okay!" Diana wiped her palms on her skirt. "Okay then."

She turned to the nearest Spartan on patrol duty. "You, take five hundred people out here and break up people into ten groups of fifty. There should be stickers in the main entrance, take a pen and write stuff like A1, A2, and so on until you hit J50. Try to keep families together when you hand the stickers out."

 

[Zedalb]

"Death comes to all boy, even to the likes of you." said the Reaper as he watched the Champion of Hell turn into a four meter tall demon made of blood and shadows. He dodged the charge but felt a familiar presence as he fought. "Of COURSE you're here, you damn Immortal."

Click to shrink...

I turn to see my ,presumed ally, ready to leave this fight that is out of my league if they are on my side, or to aid them if it seems needed, though I still doubt, I would be of service, by the ease in which I was dodged, better to go find more sacrifices and blood bags to gather our armies power.

 

[Iscaren]

"Death comes to all boy, even to the likes of you." said the Reaper as he watched the Champion of Hell turn into a four meter tall demon made of blood and shadows. He dodged the charge but felt a familiar presence as he fought. "Of COURSE you're here, you damn Immortal."

Click to shrink...

I turn to see my ,presumed ally, ready to leave this fight that is out of my league if they are on my side, or to aid them if it seems needed, though I still doubt, I would be of service, by the ease in which I was dodged, better to go find more sacrifices and blood bags to gather our armies power.

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As the two start fighting something erupts from the ground behind them, a pillar of pure energy comes forth and engulfs the entire Empire State Building. This energy felt like nothing before, it wasn't Demonic, it wasn't Devine...it was just...pure, within just a few seconds the pillar faded away and nothing but dust and an imprint of a building was left, every single Demonic being in the building was either killed or banished back to Hell.

 

[ShieldCrown]

"Okay!" Diana wiped her palms on her skirt. "Okay then."

She turned to the nearest Spartan on patrol duty. "You, take five hundred people out here and break up people into ten groups of fifty. There should be stickers in the main entrance, take a pen and write stuff like A1, A2, and so on until you hit J50. Try to keep families together when you hand the stickers out."

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The Spartan saluted and began to carry out your orders, getting half the of the people you've saved onto the helicopters. The pilots said they'd be back in an hour or sooner. You hear a crash as a man with a LMG for a hand crashes through a building.

You can tell this is Hoss Delgato, de-facto leader of Underfist. "Ow, damn that thing hits hard." He says before noticing you. "Oh....hello, you might want to get somewhere safe, we got this." As he says that a giant spider is thrown through the hole in the building and knocks over a few Spartans. "...mostly."

"Ow" said the giant spider known as Jeff. "Uh, yeah we might have a problem."

The Juggernaut Demon and an Archon. The Archon held an Elephant like monster in it's grip by the neck while dragging the possibly dead form of General Skarr.

A loud scream tears through the air as a man who looks like an Egyptian Pharaoh and a vampire crossed together fires beam of Magic at the two demons.

As the two start fighting something erupts from the ground behind them, a pillar of pure energy comes forth and engulfs the entire Empire State Building. This energy felt like nothing before, it wasn't Demonic, it wasn't Devine...it was just...pure, within just a few seconds the pillar faded away and nothing but dust and an imprint of a building was left, every single Demonic being in the building was either killed or banished back to Hell.

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The Reaper scowls before warping away in a flash of emerald fire.

 

[Trung-t-rung]

"A Demon getting too damn ballsy for their own damn good." Said the blond woman, who you recognize as Mandy Williams, leader of the Death's Roses. Which means the man with the shotgun is Billy Richardson, wanted in Britain for massive property damages.
"So what's your deal?" She asks you.

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Looks like he got some celebrities here. Drew back his sword and swing it to the side, letting the centrifugal force clean off all the blood and gore, while his left hand, balled into a fist, swung at a nearby Capra, Chris replied to the woman.

"Oh, typical afternoon stroll. Apocalypse happened then contracted ancient Gods to get super powers. Anyway, any clues to where these things came from? Maybe if we can destroy the source..."

Another Imp actually managed to dodge one of his slash and swung his claws at Chris, only for him and evaded by a hair-breath with little difficulty and swung the katana upwards, split him in two halves horizontally.

"...Then we can stop those things from flooding in like a bunch of...Oh, damn it. I will hate the next laundry day."

He grumbled as the blood from the killed demon splashed on his white hoody.

 

[Zedalb]

I sigh and shift back to my more mortal form. Being a giant demon is no long conductive to my goals. It takes the shock to really calm me down.

I find my way to a nearby building cutting my palm open, to make a ritual of blood on the ground.

I turn the ring towards the ritual space and attempt to use it.

"R'zal'mar'ikzec, I summon the, into the mortal realm, through the ring of Solomon I command for your presence,in the names of the lords of Sin come and serve me"

With him, I can start summoning a few rage demons, maybe some pestilence, I assume the cultist died and went to hell anyway.

 

[Camellia]

The Spartan saluted and began to carry out your orders, getting half the of the people you've saved onto the helicopters. The pilots said they'd be back in an hour or sooner. You hear a crash as a man with a LMG for a hand crashes through a building.

You can tell this is Hoss Delgato, de-facto leader of Underfist. "Ow, damn that thing hits hard." He says before noticing you. "Oh....hello, you might want to get somewhere safe, we got this." As he says that a giant spider is thrown through the hole in the building and knocks over a few Spartans. "...mostly."

"Ow" said the giant spider known as Jeff. "Uh, yeah we might have a problem."

The Juggernaut Demon and an Archon. The Archon held an Elephant like monster in it's grip by the neck while dragging the possibly dead form of General Skarr.

A loud scream tears through the air as a man who looks like an Egyptian Pharaoh and a vampire crossed together fires beam of Magic at the two demons.

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Diana stared. "CERBERUS!" She pointed. "It would be appreciated if you made them go away, or even better, killed them, so they don't destroy the Met."

She turned back to face the battle and faltered at the sight of General Skarr. Rallying herself, she focused and drew on her power. She couldn't summon any more Spartans, but there were still other warriors that she could call upon.