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𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝟏 . 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝟏 : 𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ／ 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍 : Push and pull did the universe in the distant past, where two universes collided together, disrupting all of what should of been and could have been. Blinding white light to fill the eyes of creatures of an old world, a promise for a different path, different world in which new creatures would be discovered and met. Non-natives meet natives.

𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍 : Terrible, terrifying the day had been. Old world statuses stripped away in a blink of an eye, a snap of the finger. Entities once Gods among men or Gods in their own right now mere shadows of former selves, weaker vessels and limited strength. Quite the unpleasant realization for many of such stature, yet it bred an odd sense of exhilaration for a being who belonged neither with the living nor dead. Clawed fingers reached out to grasp at the opportunity to play pretend and live out a "normal" life. But such thing can never happen, for there is no rest for the wicked or one like 𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐗𝐘-𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊.

𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍 : So this creature, utterly damned in every way possible, slithers out from the inky depths of the Void. Grotesque body contours and shifts, bones snapping as they rearrange themselves to suit for a better, more pleasant physique. That of a sleek, six foot tall hellsune fits quite right, then sending himself off into the world to enjoy– or destroy.

𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍 : Upon his travels does he find himself in the hot sands of the desert, lost but not afraid in the least. Perhaps this will serve as a golden opportunity. Thus the tale begins here; that of his emergence.

（ Sweltering heat coats the arid atmosphere of the vast desert, fine grains of sand beyond the eye can see shifts every so often as a hot breeze passes through. The Sun scorches its intense gaze into the back of unholy flesh, quickly devoured by the shadows that writhe and twirl heavenward from the spine of the foreign entity. Slow and casual steps bring forth the dark figure of 𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐗𝐘-𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 . Then there's a slight pause in his tracks, eyes sweep across the scene in a lazy fashion and allows nostrils to flare themselves. Fresh meat — or perhaps potential friends? — linger not too far off in the distance, arousing enough curiosity and delight to approach the upcoming border. Only when 𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐗𝐘-𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 stands at the imaginary scent line do lips peel apart in order to speak. ）

𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐗𝐘-𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 : I would sure hope that one of you... corporeal beings—or non-corporeal it matters not—would be so kind to tell me where I am?（ Shoulders roll forward while his body retains a lax posture. Those to approach and are within radius would be soon met with serenity and elation, receiving a slight high as well. ）

𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐗𝐘-𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 : It would be much appreciated.

𝟏 Meat. It floods nostrils hungry for the blood, flesh, tissue and bone that kept these mortals together. Ripe for the picking and it falls right into the panting jaws of a beast who shouldn't be here, shouldn't exist yet does. Eyes roam the amber sands in a casual search for the unfamiliar stench of a soul that approached them in the hot winds and scorching heat, soon to see the oncoming figure that of a mere, puny domestic feline wearing a bow, quiver and arrows in hand. Amusement twinkles bright within a cool gaze, slight quirk of the brow at the tense aura to surround this one. For a moment he dwells on the proposition of turning up the passive manipulation of emotions, only to trash the idea seconds later. No, there's little fun to be had if everyone bends over backwards at their commanded will. Fear is equally exquisite as elation. A slow breath of a breath through ivories and slight cock of the head, he regards the one of coiled muscles ready to spring into action. Perhaps he could crush this one into a nice pulp and lap up the bloody remains, he thinks for a brief moment. Quite a good idea, if anyone asked. Pale pupils snap to thin slits, silent judgement flickered through a darkened look before it settles into one of apparent disappointment, dashed with a smidgen of disapproval. How distasteful. Blackened lips part in order to utter a response before it dies beneath hungry teeth.

𝟐𝟎 A tug, a pull. Shift in the air to cause a moment of distraction whilst he waits patiently for the arrival of what the shadows murmur. Enter the beast that of a sibling. An eye wanders across the draconic being, lips to curve on dark contours, soft hum to vibrate in the back of the throat. Ensue a collision course unavoidable due to the misplacing of words in a rather odd and unpleasant manner. Perhaps had another arrived and greeted him first in a less... messy fashion a better turnout would rise from the ashes. Instead, a silent promise of damnation hovers over this man— Oh? Another makes themselves known, rather rash in her decision to wear aggression as her armor and useless words as her weapon. Oh, how tragic this story could turn out to be. Yet there is no stepping, forcing the duo to simmer down, for they shouldn't have riled up his kin. No, Methylenedioxy-methamphetamine watches the play preform before him, a silent observer for what's to come. Only when a whisper of a voice, a quiet thunderstorm rumbling while it passes, does he seem it time to intervene.

𝟑𝟓 "I want to see the world before its inevitable destruction." Honeyed voice returns, cryptic in response while evading a direct answer, yet knows that Requiem had the capability to decipher it. "Remember that karma always collects her debts." This puts a wide smile across angular features. Gently does one of many tails stroke the side of Requiem, a sign to comfort to those unknowning, but a promise of revenge hidden beneath. Oh, they'll get what's coming to them in the near future. "Forgive my dear sibling, it's been quite sometime since they last ate. We all get antsy when we get hungry," a moment of silence before topped with a rhetorical question. "Wouldn't you agree?" Feet shuffle a bit before he settles on the warm sand, casting a short glance towards the clear blue sky, only to drop it over again on the archer. "You did, but most would state where someone is instead of leading on with a question. It causes misunderstanding, as you can see. But becoming equally aggressive to provoke others and intensify the situation doesn't help anyone." A brief glance sent in the direction of the girl, daring her to escalate the situation more. "But it seems that being the bigger man is harder for some." Claws flex and lifts up a paw, a deep frown spreading over facial features at one being chipped. "Since you spoke of your leader, I'd like to request that you bring them here. Perhaps they'll have a clearer head and better judgement. I don't feel it's fair to state anything with the hospitality we received. We'll stay here until you come back."

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it's gonna be awhile before i'll get home, but hopefully i'll have the time and motivation to post. otherwise it'll be pushed back to sunday