Lord Chaos Part 2

[Jdog101]

IMMA FAST FORWARD THROUGH DIS STUFF
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Closing the door behind him, Jason Sevchenko shook his head while walking down the hall. In a few finger-counted hours, his daughter was going to find out the truth, and either way, it was gurgling his stomach in a bad way.
What if I don't come back? What if I don't ever see my family ever again?
Suddenly, his skin went icy and closed his eyes. Breathed once, twice, three times, and slowed down his heart rate. After opening his eyes, Jason felt the mysterious weight of a warm chain around his neck. It was weighing him down or anything, but now it was hard to ignore. He slid his hand down the carbon nanotube-hydranium WolfDawn 'war suit', as he liked to call it. After finding a clump of metal, he pulled it out and revealed it to himself. Jason looked down at the necklace and remembered what it was: Two Raven Corps dog tags and a half broken heart made of silver. Once, nineteen years ago, both of the objects were the only things that made him get up in the morning and take his job seriously. Take his heroics seriously. One of the dog tags glinted 'Christian Wolf', while the other read 'Jane Hunt' from the side, and beneath the names was everything their lives used to be. Bloodtype, home address, Squad and leader, ID numbers, rank and even a nick name was inscribed on there. Once, a very long time ago, Christian Wolf led a normal life.
The heart was a different story, however.
It was the only thing that was ever procured off site of Kara's remains after she died. To Jason Sevchenko, this object held serenity for him. Whenever he was angry, sad, or even just ready to give up, he would feet the left side of a heart press against his chest, and then remembered why he was fighting to begin with, why Jason had broken bones, torn muscles and even killed himself: So no one would ever have to lose a loved one.
It was just the mere thought of Kara's death that weighed Jason's eyes down with tears, making his heart beat a bit faster. Lose control. He routinely wiped his eyes with his thumb and closed the same hand with the necklace in. Jason pressed his hand onto his mouth and slightly kissed it for good luck, and then tucked it down his warsuit. He continued walking towards the elevator, to which he would take to the gym while blindly recounting the reason of why he had kissed the necklace to begin with.

Jason pushed the weights up one more time with his immense strength and laid them on the bench press hanger. He raised his back up and sat, sweat beading down his face.
"It is time, Christian. Bring the girl." Damashi hissed at him
Jason didn't bother to look at the god of death. He sensed his presence but did not react to the screech calling for him. It was now or never...
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Jason squeezed his fingers and did something he hadn't done in years: summon the Combat Cross. Dawn watched in confusion and curiosity while staying near her mother. She didn't quite understand why they were all outside, especially when the threat of being spotted by demons had increased. With one thunderous move, Jason tossed the cross into the soil about six yards away and began saying something quietly. Then he pointed both of his palms at the item and fire a blast of energy with all of his strength, but the beam was being absorbed, despite creating powerful gusts of air that blew in all directions. After a few more words, a powerful surge of energy blew in every direction and blinded the trio momentarily, even Jason, who had looked away a second before.
With the light's intensity decreasing, Jason looked towards the cross and saw a vortex in its place instead.
The spell he found had finally worked.
"Go into it." he spoke coldly.
"Excuse me?" Dawn replied
Sev turned and looked towards her without expression "Go through the portal, there's something you need to know."
"Me?" she asked again
"This is about you, Dawn."
Dawn got closer to Vaena, who kissed her on the head "Are you sure it's about me?"
"And your mother and father." Sev replied with a strange frustrated calmness
"It's OK sweety, you can trust Sev." Vaena reassured her daughter, hugging her tightly "Come on, we'll go through together."
Dawn reluctantly grabbed her mother's hand tightly and walked towards the portal with her. As they passed Sev, Dawn meekly looked towards him, but he returned with a smile and pointed her in the direction. She swallowed her cheeks and continued. He quickly caught Vaena's look, which was less than happy, and nodded towards her, and began following them.
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In a a barren wasteland filled with nothing but endless sand, Jason Sevchenko stood tall with Dawn and Vaena in front of them. He controlled his breathing again, suddenly remembering the fifteen years he had been tortured and broken through in this hell hole. There was one encounter with a gigantic arachnid that managed to poison him magically, and by being able to separate himself physically and by placing all of his magic into a suit of armor, he was able to fight unaffected, yet hindered with no Reverse Trancaja. Jason looked towards Vaena, who was slightly hyperventilating through her nose, and inspecting the area. He was certain that she knew exactly what this place: the place where she had died, and where he had saved her.
"Sev, what is this place?" Dawn demanded from him "Tell me right now!"
"Look." he pointed in forward, to where Vaena was looking;
Dawn turned and faced the same direction her mother was looking, all the while not letting go of her hand, not that Mama had any intention of letting go.
And there she saw it: the same man from her dreams, on the ground. Tired, beaten, worn out. Behind him was an all too familiar figure for Dawn: It was her mother. And she was on the ground as well.
Before the duo was another figure, this time a girl with curly brown hair and a green shirt and black army pants. Dawn recognized the girl from a few dreams, but could not quite remember her name. That did not matter, however, as the brown haired girl laughed maniacally and summoned a lightning bolt from seemingly nowhere to strike her palm that she raised, and it was by that alone that Dawn knew she was the villain.
With no warning, however, that same man from her dreams, Christian, inexplicably stood up and fought the girl with the brown hair again. After an unpredictable fist fight between the two took place, the girl snatched Christian by the neck and lifted him off of the ground. Struggling to breath, Christian choked but was lucky when he threw a frozen fist fist at her left cheek bone, making her tumble. Seeing this as an opportunity, her father took this chance to turn into a frozen, yet diamond-like form.
Wait a minute... Dawn thought, looking towards Sev, suddenly remembering his ice-like powers. They were virtually an exact copy.
And then there was a powerful crack that jerked Dawn back to the battle she was watching. The blue guy, she assumed was Christian, had just punched the girl in the stomach and sent her flying back. It was an instant later that Christian had gone berserk with the same gray sword she had on the evil adversary. After the dust settled, Dawn heard the man pant and noticed she hadn't seen him switch back to his regular self. He suddenly turned to face a younger Vaena, who was laying belly flat.and unmoving.
"I never wanted to do any of this to you, Christian. It was all because of this damn Magicita." Jane began speaking. He didn't face her "But there's no excuse for what I've done to you, to the world."
"What choice did you have? It's not like you wanted to do it."
She didn't want to do it? What's that mean Dawn thought. Until she noticed the cube of Magicita at their feet, and understood. For people with magic abilities, Magicita unlocked their full abilities and magic reserves, which in turn, turned them 'mad with a conscious'.
Jane softly hugged his neck from the back. Even if she had been beaten to the brink of death, Jane Hunt always had a trick up her sleeve "Christian, I just want to say thanks. Thanks for being there for me when the world gave up." her arms slid off of his neck and there was a thud on the ground
Christian turned around and sat right across from her "That's what friends do, right?"
"Friends? Christian was friends with a psycho trying to kill him?" Dawn asked of Sev
"Best friends." Sev answered with some sorrow.
Jane breathed heavily "Do you like her, Chris?" she asked, nodding to Vaena "As in, really like her?"
"Yeah. Yeah I do." he replied, looking down on his jeans. He noticed a pitch black stone on the ground. He knew what it was, and it was the reason Jane hadn't killed him yet. Magicita.
"So she means a lot to you." she looked down "What if I told you that she has a baby on the way?"
He looked up and gazed at her in disbelief "A...baby? Vaena's pregnant?" he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad. A lot of things started flooding his mind "Well, what is it then?"
"A healthy baby girl."
That must be me. Dawn concluded with a bit of sudden shock. She focused harder on Christian's looks and memorized every detail, and then compared him to Sev. Aside from the age difference, clothes and hair, there was almost no difference aside form the fact that Christian had comparably more muscle mass.

[DaDarkDude]

To be edited (FINALLY GET A CHANCE TO MAKE A POST YESSSSS)

[Jdog101]

Mostly a repost, but some parts have been edited and fixed. Pleas read fully.


"Funny. We never get what we want, just the exact opposite." Jane replied before falling back "I don't have much time left. Before I go, I just want you to know that our friendship meant more to me than anything else, and that it hurt more than anything to see you stand beside me even when you were wrong."
He picked up her upper torso and held it against him "you would have done the same for me." she hugged him back
"It's sad how we all have to face the end someday, questioning whether or not we lived our lives the way we wanted." Jane spoke
"That's a question for another time." he whispered

He walked towards Vaena, feeling relieved, yet worried. Sad, but otherwise happy.
"Vaena, wake up." Christian whispered Wakey wakey."
No response.
Christian softly laid two fingers on her neck. His eyes widened "No..."
"Do you really think that you alone could have defeated Jane?" someone began speaking, standing right in front of Christian. He turned to face him, Vaena lying in his arms, breathless.
"Who are you? What do you want?" he demanded
"My name is not important. Your lover is dead. During your mental battle with your brother, she transferred all of her energy to you. Vaena was well aware of the consequences it would have, but kept healing and energizing you so that you could defeat Jane and save Ishimura. It's a pity that such good people die for reckless actions." The figure spoke with a commanding voice, but it didn’t deter Christian in the least bit.
Mom? Dawn turned to look at her mother, her eyes bluer than normal, and her face tightening up. Dawn could sense that something was wrong with her mama, and that she knew exactly what was going to happen next.

“Save?” Dawn whispered to herself, connecting the dots “So I was... dead?” she asked in an audible voice. A part of her wanted to know, but the other was scared to find out.
Jason breathed in and began speaking “Yes, Dawn. Believe it or not, you actually died before you were born.” he paused “And so was your mother while carrying you. Keep watching.”

"Is there any way I can save her?" Christian asked faintly, looking down at the body in his arms. He sensed a tear about to make its way out of his eye "Or at least my child?"
"There's always the life exchange. But you're only one person, and two have died. If you wish to save both their souls, someone else must be willing to sacrifice their soul for eternity."
The girl clenched her teeth and swallowed with hope. She was alive, which meant something happened.
"I'll be the second person." Kara spoke, her figuring appearing in front of Christian.
Christian turned and faced her but couldn't say anything. Without any warning, Kara knelt down across from him with Vaena sleeping in between them. Dawn noted every detail about Kara, as she had done with her coursework many times before: She was about an inch taller than her, had long, soft brown hair that would make anyone jealous, and sparkling emerald eyes with skin as smooth as snow. Despite all of this beauty, Christian did not even look at her- or even respond to the touch.
"Kara... You don't have to do this. I'll just get on with my life like I did before and-" he spoke
"You never got over my death sweetheart.” Kara interrupted. “Even from above, I could feel the pain you were going through. I felt guilty because I couldn't help you in your time of need. Christian," her hand was suddenly on his cheek, she was sitting on her knees in front of him. "You, more than anything, deserve to be happy, and if this makes you happy, then I'm satisfied."
"Kara..." Christian replied with a quiet, disheartened tone "Thank you. For everything. Someday, I'll make it up to you. I promise."
"By doing this, you two forfeit your souls to me forever, are you sure?" he asked
"Positive." Christian replied, grabbing Kara's hand and looking into her eyes with determination. Or was it love? "I won't let people die because of me ever again."
"So you wish to save both Vaena and your child? As you wish.” the mysterious cloaked figure commanded the duo “But everything comes at a price. Are you two ready to give me your souls for them?"
"I'm ready." Kara said, holding Christian's hand harder. It was becoming more and more apparent to Dawn that both of them shared a special connection at one point. Something more than she could understand.
"I need a moment first." Christian replied, as he turned to Kara "Why Kara? Why are you doing this?"
"Because you deserve it. You're the only person I've ever really fallen in love with. You had your weird moments, but that's what makes you who you are." she smiled. Something inside of Dawn relaxed when she saw it.
"But, I'm with Vaena now and I don't really deserve any of this. Kara, I left you." he protested and tried to prove a point.
"You moved on. You found the strength to overcome your emotions and you really shone through." Kara hugged him, and quickly pecked him on the cheek. Neither one of them let go of the other.
"Kara, just one more thing." Christian asked quietly and shyly.
"Yeah?" she asked with her radiant smile, reminding him that everything was going to be alright.
Christian hugged her harder "I never got to say goodbye. So, this is it. Goodbye... Kara." she hugged back tightly and neither let go for some time. He shifted his gaze to Deux, who was just wearing a black cloak to conceal everything about him "We're both ready."
"Christian Wolf, there is only one more thing: For their souls to be saved, you must save them. Should you fail, I will own all four your souls. This is not a trade, it is a sacrifice. Do you accept the terms?"
Christian looked at Kara, who nodded her head, with new confidence "We accept. I'll save both of their souls."
Dawn’s eyes widened at the revelation. Her father had already been in love once before, and at one point, had lost the woman of his dreams in a tragedy. When he had fallen in love with Vaena, he couldn’t bear to see the same thing happen twice.
“You’re....” Dawn peeped in shock, unsure whether or not she should hate this man or not “My father...”
Jason turned around and faced his daughter, but held no remorse in his expression “Yes, Dawn. I’m your father, and you’re the world to me.” he placed a hand on her shoulder, prompting her to look up “When Kara died, my life as I knew it was over. I lost everything and had no reason to live. I don’t know how I made it for the next four years, but I somehow did. I met your mother, and well, one thing led to another.”
Vaena opened her eyes and began speaking “Then I went with your father to Magica because I couldn’t just leave him alone. I guess I secretly fell in love with him. For the next few months, Christian and I helped the resistance fight Lianus. One day we infiltrate the pyramid, and the Emperor appears to settle the score with your father once and for all.” she continued breathing in a soothing rhythm.
“The Emperor?” Dawn asked with some confusion. They can’t possibly mean- “Emperor Maedeus?” she turned to Vaena, who trying to recollect herself. Dawn recalled her mother telling her stories about the Emperor and how a brave man once fought him with all of his might, although her favorite was when that same man had jumped off of a cliff to save a girl that had been tossed out by the evil man.
“One and the same.” Jason responded firmly “As you’d expect, we have one final battle but I slip up and he nearly wins. He nearly wins until Jane appears and kills him. The unforeseen effects were that Jane would lose control of her sanity because the Emperor was keeping the Magicita inside her in check. Using what strength I had left, I defended the both of us until she decided to escape -with your mother- through a portal. I chase after them, but accidentally make the three of us, or I should say four, go to Eternity’s End.”
Dawn swallowed and tried to understand everything. It was all starting to make sense now, even though there were still some holes. “So you fight Jane again, and mama transfers all of her power to help you win?” she asked after a few seconds of digesting the story.
“Right. By the end of the fight, Vaena had already given up too much of her power to me to survive. When I found out that she was pregnant with you but died, I didn’t know how to feel. I already lost someone I loved once, Dawn. You have to understand that I couldn’t go through it twice. I had nothing left on both Ishimura and Magica, and there was no way I was going to live with myself knowing someone died for me. I had no choice. I would have done anything to save both of you. Then I found out about the deal, and Kara agreed to help me.” Jason continued his sentence, unsure where to go next.
“So you skipped my entire life because I was dead, and you sold yourself to bring me back.” Dawn replied in an alienated, depressed voice that was not the one that brought comfort to everyone who heard it “So my entire life, I’ve always hated you for never being there, but suddenly I find out that I should be thanking you.” She sighed and shook her head, resisting the urge to cry “It feels like everything I know is a lie. Mom, why didn’t you tell me any of this?”
Vaena wrapped her daughter in her arms and pulled powerfully “I was going to tell you when I knew you were ready. You’re still young, sweety, and I couldn’t distract you with this. Frankly, I didn’t think I’d ever see your father again after his stunt.”

“Wolf. It is time to collect her soul.” Damashi ordered in a bone-chilling voice.
“What does he mean.... collect?” Dawn asked, worried.
“Christian?” Vaena joined
Jason scoffed with a grin and looked back towards the god of death, and then turned to his family and walked back “I forgot to mention. I made a deal with Deux that would bring me back. See, there’s this thing called Set Abominae who’s going to come out of the 10th Circle of Hell, and he’s pretty strong. So in exchange for me being brought back to Magica, full body and soul, I promised Deux I’d bring him the one thing that can stop Set Abominae: Dawn.” Jason replied with his heart beating in sudden flashes. The moment was getting closer.
“What?” Dawn asked, confused and worried, and then held more tightly onto her mama. She could feel mama’s hold tighten too.
“You gambled with our daughter’s life?!” Vaena demanded in a frightening voice. Jason remained where he had been and didn’t flinch, although judging by Dawn’s expression, she was happy to be on her mother’s side for this argument
“Not gamble. When Kara died, I promised myself that somehow, I’d get back at Deux. I would somehow, some way, make God Himself bleed.” he replied to them with confidence, and then looked to Dawn specifically. She looked back at him, but then hid part of her face in mama’s shoulder “We Wolfs don’t gamble. We win every time. You two are going to be fine.”
“Wolf, what are you saying?” Damashi demanded from him, suddenly appearing on the other side of Vaena and Dawn. They looked at the god of death and held their position “Do you dare defy the Great Lord Deux?!”
“No, I don’t.” Jason answered with the same confidence as before. Then he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, creating the same blue vortex that had taken them here behind him “I’m going to beat both of you.” without a word, Jason grabbed both women with each hand and hurled them through the portal.
“NO!” Damashi cried, and brushed past Jason to enter the portal. But it had disappeared the minute both of them had passed through “What have you done?!!” the god hissed at the human
“That portal has a two human limit. After the second person goes through, it shuts off. I would have done it for three, but somebody needs to keep you busy and distract Deux long enough for part B of my plan. Plus I’d be too drained to do anything useful.” Suddenly, a tall sword appeared in his hand.
“I assure you Wolf, there will be no second part to your life. If you do see the light of day again, know that it is by some miracle that lets you. But your soul is a strong one, and Lord Deux will be pleased to add it to his collection.” Damashi said and raised his scythe
“We’ll see about that. But this time, let’s try to do better with Round 2 than we did last time, shall we?” Jason replied, getting into position with his sword.

[DaDarkDude]

"It seems... Christian Wolf has betrayed you, sire" muttered a powerful voice that seemed to make the universe tremble.
Deux sat on his throne, quietly as he sensed Dawn and Vaena shift back into Magica. Too many things were happening at once. Magistrat was on the move, closing in on Magica. So too was Lord Chaos and his legion. Without a doubt, Arcana was in the shadows, manipulating events and trying to have things play out for what was left of the Hierarchy's benefit... this was not the time to be diverging their attention on Christian Wolf. But there was little choice, Set Abominae was just as much a threat as any other S-class warrior. Deux had initially considered inviting Set Abominae into the Domination, to help boost their chances against the Hierarchy... and more importantly, Magistrat, in the event that he was planning something.
But Christian Wolf had slyly went back on his promise.
"If I may, my liege... why did you even consider resurrecting Christian Wolf's loved ones? Surely two humans are nothing in comparison to the thousands of planets we've destroyed in the last billion years," the same powerful voice asked, facing the planet sized throne with Deux sitting with his arms crossed in annoyance.
"Excrutio. You have been by my side long enough to know the answer to that."
"... it was that Jane girl, wasn't it?" asked Excrutio.
"Yes. Unbeknownst to Wolf and Jane, Maedeus had been a member of the Domination. Though not particularly S-class himself, he still held much knowledge and power that would be a valuable asset. His death at Jane's hands, and Jane's death at Wolf's hands meant that, at that moment, Wolf rightfully claimed the potential to be Madeues' heir. Though the time has not yet come, I planned to give him the opportunity to join the Domination as one of our own, and so to that end I had to give him reason to live again, lest he take his life in sorrow. But I didn't predict he'd be stubborn to defy my will so openly. He knows I see him, and he knows I have the power to stop him at any moment, but I send instead Damashi to follow out my will.... and Damashi has failed me one too many times."
"What do you expect. His time has long since passed, he was one of the first members of the Domination, nearly as old as Deux Domina himself. He has much knowledge, but with age he has withered. Even he is susceptible to deterioration through time..."
"That he is..." muttered Deux.
"In any case, what is your will, my Lord?" asked Excrutio, standing straight.
"Let the scene play out. If it seems Damashi will fall to Christian Wolf, I want you to go to Eternity's End and deliver the final blow to Damashi, releasing him from his binding to this universe. At that point, offer Christian Wolf two options: one, he may choose to live his life openly. His purpose has expired with me. He has defied me too openly for me to accept him again. However, make sure you note something to him..." Deux blinked and a radiant figure emerged, bound in a deep comatose state of mindlessness.
"The cost of his freedom is Kara's soul. Should he decide to return to his loved ones, I shall permanently put an end to Kara. However, his second option is to work for the Domination, and with it, I will spare all that he loves and bring Kara back to life, using my abilities to regrant souls and life to individuals. Should he accept the offer, I will bring Kara back to life and allow her to live for as long as he remains loyal. He will not be a direct member of the Domination, but he will be callable to our commands. Should he have any entrenched thoughts of rebelliousness..." Deux stopped speaking for a moment, the universe momentarily freezing, "then I will send you personally to kill Vaena, Dawn, and Kara in front of his eyes, and I will order Lord Chaos to remove Ishimura from the universe. When all that he loves fades away before his eyes, I will grant him partial immortality at the cost of all his magical powers, leaving him powerless, but relatively immortal so that he may suffer until the universe ends. Those, and no other, are his two options. When Damashi falls, and he will, ensure you deliver the message to Christian Wolf."
Excrutio lowered his head and stood again, "I will relay the message word-for-word, my liege. I must leave, I do not think Damashi will stand against him for long."


(Cool post, eh? Yeah, decided to be a little spontaneous. Tell me what you think later)

[DaDarkDude]

Damashi stood in front of Christian Wolf and his family, concealed within the shadows of Eternity's End. It seemed that Wolf had revealed his identity to Dawn, and that things were going as Deux had predicted. Even Christian's rebelliousness, something which Damashi did not anticipate, had been all expected.

"Damashi..." spoke a voice that reverberated throughout the galaxy. Damashi was kneeling in front of Deux Domina, nearly 8 billion years ago. "You have served since the time of Oran, if I recall..." muttered Deux Domina.
"Yes, I have served under him as the guardian to the afterlife, farming and harvesting the souls as a reaper and leading them to the universe beyond... the realm that is God's realm."
"Yes, Oran told me of your potential and your loyalty. Now that I have succeeded him, I am reforming the entire universe. Damashi. Do you know why I am here? Why I have succeeded Oran as the Sentient of the Universe?"
"Master Oran told me that the universe was falling apart. Different portions of the universe are having almost miniature galaxies attach and grow onto them, almost like infections and parasites that are sucking the life out of the universe. He told me that there is no solution... that the universe will inevitably be destroyed, and that that is the universe's fate... and that it is my job to lead all the perished souls to the afterlife once the universe falls."
"What if I told you there is a way to save the universe?"
Damashi froze and rose his head towards Deux Domina.
"A way to save the universe?! But... Master Oran-"
"Forget what Oran said. His methods were ineffective, his time is gone. I am the Sentient now, and I am telling you: there is a way to save the universe."
"What is that way, Master Domina?"
Deux Domina closed his eyes, "My time is running short. I did not expect the Sentient's powers to be so great. As it seems, I will diffuse into multiple entities... Damashi, I want you to stick with the entity that inherits my will, and tell him: the only way to save the universe... is to cut off the infected limbs manifesting on the outskirts of the distant galaxies."


"Damashi, was it?" asked the newborn entity. Two enormous figures stood as colossal giants the size of planets. One had fair, white skin and a head of complete white hair. The other, the one speaking to him, had inherited Deux Domina's appearance, and was relatively darker, with pure black hair and dead black eyes.
"Yes..." muttered Damashi, lowering his head to the partitioned forms of Deux Domina, "I am Damashi, servant of Deux Domina."
"Domina, huh?" muttered the entity with white hair, "He no longer exists, so you serve him no longer."
The other entity turned and glared at the white haired entity, "Deux Domina exists, we are living manifestations of him. He will be reborn.... when the time is right. That is the memory I have inherited from him."
"You are lost," the white haired entity spoke quietly, his eyes closed, "Domina's time is gone, we are now the Sentients of the universe."
"No," corrected the Darker entity, "There can only be one sentient, that is the way this universe works."
The light entity frowned and turned, "If that is the case, then I shall leave. Clinging to the position of Sentient will be nothing but devastation to this universe."
"Don't you feel it?!" screamed the Dark entity, "This universe is dying... Domina split apart from his inability to control his Sentient powers, but that does not mean his will has perished. We leave to see through his mission- to save this universe from implosion."
"No," corrected the white entity, "I live to start a new universe once this universe perishes. There is no saving this universe, which will come to die. However, from the recesses of the universe, perhaps we can survive the implosion, and recreate a perfect universe, which will last forever."
"And this universe? It is to die?" asked the Dark entity in spite.
"Yes." The light entity walked away.
Damashi watched in silence as the two partitions of Deux engaged in their first dispute, a dispute which would carry over for the next 5 billion years. The dispute... of how to bring peace to the universe.
"Very well then," spoke the Dark Entity, "You wish to be your own form... your own existence, to separate yourself from Domina..."
The Light entity turned and regarded his other half. The two stuck in a glare of pure hatred.
"I, however, wish to carry on our original mission, and will see that this universe survives."
"You are blind," the Light entity spoke again, "There is no saving this universe."
"Very well. The bet is on. Which of us is correct? Can the universe be saved? Or should we resign ourselves, anticipating the destruction of the universe and surviving so that we may create a universe anew? Only time will give us the answer."
The Light entity nodded, and the pact formed.
"I will carry on the will of Deux Domina, and to that extent, will inherit is name," spoke the Dark entity. "From henceforth... I am Deux. And I will ensure that Deux Domina's will is made into reality."
"Deux, huh? Very well. I will see to your failure personally, I swear on my name- Arcana."
Arcana disappeared, and Damashi turned to the newly crafted Deux, remembering Deux Domina's words. Damashi, I want you to stick with the entity that inherits my will, and tell him: the only way to save the universe... is to cut off the infected limbs manifesting on the outskirts of the distant galaxies.
"Master Deux," Damashi spoke, "I have a message to you from Deux Domina."
Deux turned and regarded the entity, "The only way to save this universe is to-"
"Cut off the infected limbs manifesting on the outskirts of the distant galaxies. Yes, I am aware..." Deux muttered in annoyance, I have inherited Deux Domina's memories, you know. And I know all about you, Damashi. You shall serve me, and my cause."
He may have inherited his cause, name, and abilities.... but his personality differed greatly from Deux Domina's- noted Damashi. Deux Domina, who had been kind and willing to help any and all, was not seen within this manifestation of Deux- which was almost evil and completely disregarding the others. Perhaps Arcana had inherited Deux Domina's personality?
"Damashi, henceforth, you are the very first member of my organization, which will be named after Deux Domina... As a member of the Domination, we must establish the ground rules."
"Yes, my liege."
"Only those who are invited into the Domination, or who kill a member of the Domination, are allowed to become members themselves. Through the killing of a member, one inherits the Right to Succession. They will succeed the member and take his position within the organization. Furthermore...." and Deux laid out the rules of the Domination. Damashi listened eagerly, pleased to be tryin to save the universe, which he had expected would fall...

But saving the universe came at a dire cost. Countless planets, and trillions of lives, were laid waste. Through merciless conquests of the planets, the Domination established itself and tried to save the universe. Arcana, fearful of the fierce power of the Domination, had created his own organization to counter balance the growing superpower of the universe- the Hierarchy.
The Hierarchy and the Domination met in battle countless times, and it was not until 3 billion years ago that the Domination finally succeeded, thanks to Deux's crafting of a Super Weapon against all of Arcana's followers: Excrutio. Excrutio laid waste to the all-powerful followers of Arcana, who had previously been untouchable. Man after man, the arcana perished to Excrutio, and soon the Hierarchy found itself facing its final days. With a little less than 10 followers still alive, Arcana resigned and took the surviving members and hid away. But Magistrat, Arcana's greatest Highlord, had betrayed him, and joined the Domination.
All the while, Damashi, the first member of the Domination, had realized his own weakness. As incredibly powerful entities were discovered in the universe- Lord Chaos, Magistrat, Excrutio, Imperio, Curifex, and many, many more... Damashi's level lowered and lowered until he became almost a low-class power of the Domination.
This infuriated Damashi, who had considered himself superior to the newer followers. And so, he would often confront Deux and ask him for personal missions.
"A personal mission?" Deux would often reply, "Very well. I want you to accompany Lord Chaos on his Domination and help him finish matters quickly."
Infuriated, Damashi would follow Lord Chaos' orders, and disgustingly accepted his lowered standards... it was not until that time finally came that Deux finally gave him his opporunity.

"Damashi..." muttered Deux, "Maedeus is close to death at the hands of a human named Christian Wolf. I believe you are familiar with him."
"I have met him a couple times, just as I have met most people in the universe."
"If Maedeus falls to Wolf, I want you to offer Wolf his place in the Domination."
"My liege, I know Wolf would inherit the Right to Succession, but I believe that is a grave mistake. He is unpredictable, and will stop at nothing to get his-"
"Do you question my judgement, Damashi?"
Excrutio, who had been idly by Deux's throne, raised his head and Damashi and Excrutio's eyes locked momentarily. A feeling of immense helplessness swallowed Damashi as he stared into the ruby red eyes of Excrutio, which seemed to penetrate into his soul and speak to him, warning him against standing against the Domination.
"Of... course not, my liege."
"Very well, then. Now, you are to confront Wolf and kill him if possible. However, if he defeats you, then stand idly by until he defeats Maedeus."
"Understood..." Damashi muttered in defeat. The weary, 10 billion year old entity turned and prepared to open a portal to Eternity's End, where he would for the first time engage in battle with Wolf... and ultimately lose.

"He failed," muttered Excrutio.
"As was expected of him," Deux responded, "He has been around for a long time, and has much experience and knowledge, but unbeknownst to him his hopes are leaning towards a yearning for death. He wishes for the ultimate release."
"Will you grant him death?" asked Excrutio.
"No."


The disheveled Damashi stood again in front of Deux and Excrutio, the two staring down in disappointment.
"Maedeus has died at the hands of Jane, and Jane at the hands of Wolf..." muttered Damashi.
"You did not offer Wolf his place in the Domination..." Deux spoke.
"Forgive me for my momentary indiscretion," Damashi replied, "But I did not want him within our organization."
"Our organization?" asked Deux, leaning forward in his throne, "You mean MY organization. This is my order, Damashi, not ours. You may have been around since the time of Oran, but that does not make your will superior to mine."
Damashi lowered his head quietly.
"I'll confront Wolf personally and fix your mistake, Damashi. I will give him the opportunity to bring back his dead daughter and lover, whose souls you were supposed to have taken, rather than let roam free... just as you let Kara's soul roam free."
Damashi did not respond and Deux blinked and a form of him materialized in front of Wolf.
Excrutio turned to Damashi and muttered, "Be weary, you are beginning to outlive your usefulness."
"I promise you," muttered Damashi, "Upon my name as the guardian of death... I will see through to Christian Wolf's demise."
Excrutio frowned, "You know what will happen if you do not fulfill your promise."

Damashi stared at Dawn, Wolf, and Vaena. These three... they were the reason he was no longer regarded highly among the Domination. They were the reason his name no longer struck fear into people's hearts... they were the reason he was at risk of losing his position, and being demoted to a footsoldier.
Hatred boiled within Damashi, and his spite multiplied his power. 'I'll show Deux and Excrutio the power that served Oran and Deux Domina....' he thought to himself, 'Christian Wolf. I will not lose this time.'


“Wolf. It is time to collect her soul.” Damashi ordered in a bone-chilling voice, suppressing his anger, trying to incite Wolf into battle.
“What does he mean.... collect?” asked the ignorant child. Her existence only amplified Damashi's anger. He turned to Wolf, glaring with a muscle-curling glare.
“Christian?” Vaena joined
Wolf turned to Damashi then smiled, then turned back to his family. “I forgot to mention. I made a deal with Deux that would bring me back. See, there’s this thing called Set Abominae who’s going to come out of the 10th Circle of Hell, and he’s pretty strong. So in exchange for me being brought back to Magica, full body and soul, I promised Deux I’d bring him the one thing that can stop Set Abominae: Dawn.”
“What?” Dawn asked
“You gambled with our daughter’s life?!” Vaena demanded in a frightening
voice which incited Damashi to begin attacking, but he suppressed his feelings and awaited the moment.
“Not gamble. When Kara died, I promised myself that somehow, I’d get back at Deux. I would somehow, some way, make God Himself bleed.” he replied to them with confidence, and then looked to Dawn specifically. She looked back at him, but then hid part of her face in mama’s shoulder “We Wolfs don’t gamble. We win every time. You two are going to be fine.”
“Wolf, what are you saying?” Damashi spoke in anger, appearing before both his lover and daughter, eager to take their souls, yet more eager to bring Christian Wolf to the brink of despair “Do you dare defy the Great Lord Deux?!”
'You see, Deux?' Damashi thought to himself, 'He was going to defy you from the beginning... From when he took Maedeus' position in the Domination... I'll ensure he is killed, and I can add Maedeus' position to my own, then you'll realize that I was truthful the entire time.'
“No, I don’t.” Jason answered with the same confidence as before. Then he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, creating the same blue vortex that had taken them here behind him “I’m going to beat both of you.” without a word, Jason grabbed both women with each hand and hurled them through the portal.
“NO!” Damashi cried, and brushed past Jason to enter the portal. But it
had disappeared the minute both of them had passed through “What have
you done?!!” It seemed he'd only get the opportunity to take Christian's life... he would have to hunt the two women later.
“That portal has a two human limit. After the second person goes through, it shuts off. I would have done it for three, but somebody needs to keep you busy and distract Deux long enough for part B of my plan. Plus I’d be too drained to do anything useful.” Suddenly, a tall sword appeared in Wolf's hand.
“I assure you Wolf, there will be no second part to your life. If you do see the light of day again, know that it is by some miracle that lets you. But your soul is a strong one, and Lord Deux will be pleased to add it to his collection.” Damashi said and summoned his scythe, ecstatic to bring his name back to glory.
“We’ll see about that. But this time, let’s try to do better with Round 2 than we did last time, shall we?” Jason replied, getting into position with his sword.

Excrutio, all the while, watched from atop a nearby area in Eternity's End. Completely oblivious to the two in combat. "Let us see the extent of your promise, Damashi. Will it be the Guardian of Death that falls to the Wolf, or the Wolf that overcomes the Guardian of Death?"

[I feel that is an awesome prep for Christian vs. Damashi, which I'm looking forward to. Hope you don't mind me giving Damashi a relatively epic background story]

[DaDarkDude]

Flashes, flames, and explosions surrounded Dusk. The world... was falling apart. No, even more than that... the entire galaxy seemed at the brink of destruction.
'Is this... a dream?' Dusk found himself wondering, 'It must be... when did the galaxy fall into this form? There's no way this is reality.'
Clashes of steel and bursts of magic deafened Dusk, and suddenly, he became aware of nearly 15 people in the background. The first thing to come to his attention was Ifrit, the enormous demon he had seen before... but now, Ifrit was different. He was slender, tall, and consumed by flames. He was engaged in battle with another demon, built like a tank. Ifrit and the demon exchanged blow after blow, each strike seeming to cause the air around them to vibrate.
Nearby, Dusk noticed an enormous three headed Hydra, roughly the size of the entire human complex. It's shriek and cries pierced the air and Dusk watched as two white cloaked figures, heavily resembling the Original he had seen earlier, desperately fought the beast. Blast after magical blast, the hydra seemed to not shake, and even physical attacks seemed to be nullified.
To the opposite side, Dusk saw another enormous demon with a large sword fighting off a human with a slender sword. The demon was different from all he had seen before, he had two large dark wings, and pale orange hide. 'Is that... Lord Chaos...?' Dusk found himself pondering. The human he was fighting was obviously not strong, but was an expert swordsmen, and for some odd reason, it seemed to Dusk that it was the sword the human was wielding that seemed to be the greatest danger to Dusk.
Closeby, Dusk watched Iridi Lianus engaged in battle with another human, oddly enough wielding a sword that seemed to nullify Lianus' acid energy. And then... what shocked Dusk the most.. was the battling between a third white cloaked figure and a sleek, dark essence. It resembled a ghost, and it was painfully obvious that its power surpassed all expectations of a normal entity. It was caught in battle with the third white cloaked figure, the white bloacked man desperately avoiding the dark shade.

And then... what scared Dusk the most... a man stood at the top of all the destruction maneuvering the Hydra, ghost, and human and demons in battle. His power seemed to choke and strangle Dusk, even within a distance. He had large dark black hair and pale white eyes, a mix which Dusk recalled was similar to his own abilities.
Beneath the man, almost unconscious... was the Original, barely managing to stand on his own.
The world around them was falling apart, and things seemed to be ripping from the man's presence.
Impatiently, the man lifted his hand and a dark vortex formed on his palm, mixed together with rapidly forming energy. A flash.
Dusk could only now see the desperation of Ifrit, Lianus, the white cloaked figures, The Original, and Iridi Lianus as they tried to escape what seemed to be an enormous vortex swallowing the entire planet.
Another flash, Dusk was looking below from a spaceship, and watched as a funnel formulated, swallowing the entire Magica galaxy, uncreating it and ripping it apart as it fell into the vortex.
'What... what is this?' Dusk's heart pounded in his chest. This power, the power of that man. It was unparalleled. He was fighting a multitude of S-class leveled Domination members and Arcana, and yet he was scratchless, and had destroyed the entire Magica galaxy.
As the funnel expanded and swallowed the vicinity, Dusk heard within his head a voice echo "This is the future."
"What's going on?" asked Dusk.
"I have given you the insight to see this, in the hopes that you may quickly lead the humans away from Magica. The events you have just witnessed will take place within 30 days, and Magica will be thoroughly destroyed. A permanent portal to Ishimura will also be ripped open. You are to take all the humans and escape to the planet Xerco, where many other refugees of Lord Chaos' dominations are in hiding. There, you are to unify the people of Xerco under a solid rule and lead a siege on Endtime, a siege in which Lord Chaos will finally be killed."
"I... don't have the power to lead, or to fight- I'm still young, and wont be taken seriously."
"You have been trained by the greatest Arcana after Magistrat, and will be trained by the Ice Warrior, Christian Wolf, whom you know as Jason Sevenchko. Seek out his assistance and you will learn how to gain strength and lead an army. If you wish to escape the Celestial Maelstrom, you must leave Magica within 27 days and get a head start from the Celestial Maelstrom."
Dusk suddenly awoke, covered in perspiration. So it was a dream... but how much was a dream and how much a vision? Who was he talking to in the dream, which shockingly enough he remembered vividly clear? Dusk slid out of bed and headed to take a shower. If he were to leave Magica within 27 days, he'd have to make sure the human race was ready to set off soon.
He'd need to talk to Jason Sevenchko, or as the voice labeled him: Christian Wolf.

[Jdog101]

Vaena gently knocked on the door, but there was no answer. She swallowed, slowly twisted the knob of the door open and peeked through. Vaena located her daughter hiding under the bed covers and facing away from the door, curled up and quiet.
"Dawn? Are you OK?" Vaena asked softly "We need to talk."
Dawn didn't answer, but the cover suddenly curled up into a bigger ball.
"Sweety, please. You have to come out from under there."
"Why? I'm perfectly fine right here." Dawn protested while trying to trap the sadness in her voice.
Vaena walked in and pulled the sheet off of her young daughter, but she was still curled up, face digging into her knees and arms wrapped around her bootless legs "Dawn, please." she rubbed her daughter's arm "I know exactly how you feel."
"Really?" her voice rose in hate "Do you know what it feels like to be lied to by the one person that you love for your entire life? Do you know what it feels like to really believe in something, and only realize that your entire life was a sick lie you played on yourself just to feel better? Do you know what it feels like to hate someone so close to you so much, and realize that it was never their fault?" Dawn turned her face to look at Vaena, who still had a calm, apologetic look to her daughter, then turned away "I'd apologize if I were sorry."
"No, Dawn. You don't have to." she lightly peck her daughter's cheek with a kiss and continued to rub her shoulder "I'm sorry, about everything. I'm sorry I kept the truth about your father away from you. I'm sorry I never told you what happened to him or why he did it. Truth is he was really sad and broken up when I died while carrying you, and he'd already lost everything at the time. His family was dead, his father was the man responsible for Lianus's uprising, and more importantly, he didn't have a home and had no where else to go or even anything to really call his own. Everything he ever had was dead. Except you and me. He had a healthy baby girl and someone who loved him to death, and he didn't want to lose anything anymore. So he made a sacrifice to save both of us and promised he'd be back some day." a tear began making its way down Vaena's cheek, but she didn't bother wiping it away.
Dawn loosened her face up and breathed through her mouth, desperately holding back tears more and more every time she inhaled. "So, who's Kara?" she asked weakly
"She was a girl Christian used to love a long time ago." Vaena said
"But she died..." Dawn replied, suddenly stretching at full length and turning towards her mother "Didn't she?"
"Yes." Vaena replied quietly "And he didn't want to go through losing someone else again." she paused "And neither did I. I kept him a secret because I didn't think I'd ever see him again, but it also hurt too much to talk about him. It hurt even just to think about what he did to save me and you. In a way, your father and I aren't really that different, except maybe for one little thing." she suddenly smiled and jerked another tear from her eye with a smoother finger
"What was that Mama?" Dawn asked as she sat up right and gazed into her mother's eyes "You and dad are different people, I don't see how one little thing could have made that big of a difference."
"I had something to hang on to, sweety." Vaena slowly brushed Dawn's hair out of her face and kissed her daughter on the forehead "I had you. You were the only living memory of your father, and besides your uncle Gabe, you were the only thing I had left. I love you, Dawn, and nothing will ever change that. And don't doubt for a second that your father loves you."
Dawn powerfully hugged Vaena and rested her head on her shoulder. A tear rolled down her soft cheek, but was wiped away by a gentle touching finger "I love you too, Mama." Vaena wrapped her arms around her daughter held her closely. Dawn sniffed in some air, closed her eyes and prepared to use the shoulder as a pillow "Will dad come back?" she peeped
Vaena smiled and slowly rocked the girl "He hasn't broken a promise yet." she replied

[DaDarkDude]

Dusk stepped out of the shower, wiping his hair with a towel. He slid into his clothes and walked to a nearby window. The vision he had just been granted... was no normal vision. That was the future, and it was bleak. He would have to talk to Christian Wolf immediately if he wanted to find a way to save the humans from complete destruction.
He stepped outside of Jason's study and knocked firmly on the door, waiting a response. Minutes later, he knocked again but to no avail.
"Christian is out," muttered Dracul by his side.
Dusk turned and eyed him, "You knew it was Christian Wolf all along?"
"Of course. I knew him before I even knew your parents. With these abilities, I can sense the residue of his soul, and I call tell you this- it hasn't changed all that much from 20 years ago."
"I see... where are Vaena and Dawn?"
"In Dawn's room... asleep. You are aware that they weren't here the entire day yesterday, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I can't really explain how... but I sort of just felt it."
"Your sensory skills are developing. That's good. Now, tell me of this dream you had."
Dusk eyes squinted. How did Dracul know he had a dream of something that was bothering him? He hadn't said a single word since he had awoken-
"I'm a guardian which has been tasked to look after you, Dusk. Don't look so surprised, I can tell when something is on our mind, especially when you wake up bathed in perspiration."
Sighing, Dusk turned and walked with Dracul to the living room.
"It was an odd dream. The world... no... the entire galaxy was being destroyed."
"I see. What was the source of destruction? Lord Chaos?"
"No. Something far more powerful. It was some sort of human-arcana mix. There were demons, a hydra, some sort of shade, and arcanas fighting. Among the Arcana were The Original, and among the demons fighting him were Ifrit and Chaos."
"Seems like a powerful individual."
"That's the thing. Was he an individual? It feels more like an amassed power! He was leading the body of a demon that's even larger than Ifrit, and the remaining bodies had these powerful swords. Not to mention there was a hydra and shade on his side. I really have no idea who the man was."
"Hmmm... what else happened in your dream?"
"The entire galaxy was swallowed into something called the 'Celestial Maelstrom.' A voice warned me in my head to escape Magica within 27 days if I want to save the humans on this planet."
"Then we can waste no time. I'll make sure everything is proceeding well for our escape from this planet. I'm not sure when Christian will come back, so just wait here until then."
"Alright," muttered Dusk as he walked over to the bookshelf and began looking through a series of resources on sensory abilities.


"The preparations are nearly complete, it seems..." muttered Inirio.
"Yes, everything is proceeding as planned," replied Vulgrim.
The two demons stood atop an amassed army of shades and resurrected Muerta. Etro's Garden would be overtaken with ease at this rate.
"Where is Ifrit?"
"He's ensuring that there are no disruptions to the siege by taking care of certain problems which have surfaced," the pseudo-Vulgrim lied.
"I see."
"More importantly, though. It seems you want to speak to me of something," Vulgrim's dark golden eyes turned and regarded Inirio impassively... almost as if he couldn't see him. Inirio found himself wondering whether this pseudo-Vulgrim was still blind even in his shapeshifted form.
"You've got pretty good intuition. I'll assume your intuition was as sharp when I had been talking to Ifrit earlier in the chamber."
"Of course." The pseudo-Vulgrim said nothing more... he was remarkably quiet.
"Then you must understand my purpose."
Vulgrim's eyes closed and he faced straight again.
"Why did you lie to Ifrit?"
"To protect Dusk."
"So, you have made contact with him."
"Yes, he convinced me to join the human forces... he told me of the Domination and the reality of the Demon Legion."
"That was very stupid of him. Had you been any other demon, you'd have killed him in disbelief," Vulgrim huffed.
"He was being guarded by Christian Wolf, his family, and Dracul. Not to mention his ocular abilities he's been engrained with. Together they could have overpowered me had I tried anything."
"Perhaps. So you've joined the humans. How does that concern me?"
Inirio frowned, "Aren't you also working on the side of the humans?"
The pseudo-Vulgrim turned, "It's impressive that you've managed to deduce so much, but your speculations are far from correct. Suddenly, the demon in front of him morphed into a man completely cloaked in white, with an enormous X covering his face. On his side, a sword was sheathed that seemed to resonate with power.
"We're alone in the vicinity, for at least a couple thousand kilometers according to my senses." Inirio nodded. This was the man that Dusk had told him about- one of the strongest assets attainable that had even managed to defeat Sealing General Vulgrim! Oddly enough, Inirio felt at ease in his presence. Being near him was akin to being near Dusk. No even more than that, Dusk's residue seemed to disperse from this man's very existence. The two must have been intertwined somehow.
"You asked earlier if I'm with the humans. The reality is that I'm not."
Inirio listened intently. "I am an Arcana. My Arcane name is Invictus, but within Magica I have temporarily adopted the titles Kami, Nero, and The Original. You are free to call me what you please, but note that when I am manifesting myself as Vulgrim that I am to be referred to as Vulgrim."
"Invictus..." muttered Inirio. "So, what's your purpose imitating Vulgrim if not to help the humans?"
"Humans do not know what they want. There is nothing to help them with. I am helping all life in the universe. I'm helping the humans, the demons, the animals, and the universe. I'm fighting the Domination and my sworn enemy is X-Highlord Magistrat."
"Magistrat?"
"Yes. Dusk will soon tell you of a dream in which I, Chaos, Ifrit, Lianus, Highlord Brutus, Highlord Minati, and Highlord Giovanni fight against certain entities. Explain to him that those entities all link back to one source: an Arcana known as Magistrat. His power rivals that of Lord Arcana and Deux. He is no easy foe, but with time he can be defeated. Tell Dusk that the only way for him to save the humans is to gather them into the Arc that The Original is creating. Only through that will he be able to escape in time. However, even I do not know if he will escape before the Celestial Maelstrom strikes. I wish I could fight to avoid it, but time must not be tampered with until all resets."
"You just said that The Original is creating... didn't you just say you're The Original?"
"I was The Original. I was... nearly 4 billion years ago. But now I am Invictus, not Kami, and not Nero. However, The Original still does exist in this time, and he is the one creating the Arc."
"So, you're a paralleled existence?"
"Inirio. I tell you this because I have foreseen your future, and have faith in your loyalty. Both Dusk and The Original are not to know of my existence. Though I am a paralleled existence of The Original, I am still The Original himself. I have only temporarily taken the form of Vulgrim so that you may meet me. In reality, it will be The Original- the me of this time- that takes the form of Vulgrim. So do not refer to him as Invictus, and do not explain to him what I have told you. He will find it all out on his own, and as will Dusk."
This wasn't making any sense. What did he mean by the me of this time? Was Invictus some sort of time traveller?
"That's nearly correct..." muttered Invictus, "Your intuition is sharp. All will be understood in due time. Now, with you enlightened, I leave you with one last piece of information: though Dusk may have informed you of the necessity of having The Original join your side, it is within the best interest of this entire universe that you leave The Original following his own path. Only then will he be able to manifest himself into me."
"You know much. More than Dusk, undoubtedly. My loyalty remains to Dusk, but I ask for your advice: What should I do now?"
"Return to Dusk and protect him. Soon, after Etro's Garden falls, war will be waged against the humans and then you will have no choice but to reveal your opposition to the current legion. The survivors of Pulse and Lindzei and Etro's armies will merge with that of the humans, and Shadow General Drake will defect to the side of the humans after The Original reveals himself to be Vulgrim to him. The Original has far more experience than Dusk, and he knows how to convert the hearts of the demons far more effectively. So for now, fortify the defense of the humans. Protect Dusk. And when Magistrat descends on this world, ensure that the humans have all but left."
"What about Lord Chaos?"
"Lianus and Christian Wolf will keep him busy. Ifrit will be kept busy by The Original, and the humans will find time to escape. I'm revealing this to you Inirio so that you may act accordingly. However, you may choose to do as you please."
Inirio nodded, "What about you? I sense power from you that can destroy and create galaxies. Why wont you stop Magistrat?"
"I will. But first the battle must occur so that The Original may awaken."
Though he didn't understand, Inirio complied and turned away. "One last thing Inirio. When and if the humans make it to Xerco, then you, Drake, and Dracul must conceal yourselves from the humans. They're not yet prepared to work alongside the demons. They don't know about the Domination. So conceal yourselves until the time comes... and when the time comes, you will find in Dusk as you find in me."
"Alright. If that's the case, I'll ensure the humans hasten for their escape."

Invictus watched as Inirio left. Things were beginning to finally fall into place. The dream he had given Dusk would help the humans understand which path they would need to set on. The demons, after the siege and killing of Etro, would move on to attack the humans... but that was of little problem. The problem now remained to be Christian Wolf and Tievel.
Looking up at the skies, Invictus sensed Magistrat from the far recesses of the Magistrat galaxy. Ensuring he remained unsensable, Invictus opened a portal and stepped through. The time wasn't yet right for him to return.