You hold your sword high over your head. You shout out to your army of billions with a voice blurred from your mask, covering your entire face and hiding who you truly are. You throw up your hands and summon a colossal rift, crushing and distorting reality, opening the heavens for man to conqueror. You had power... power over ALL of it! But then it shattered. The bolt of pure arcane might striking your body. You try to move your head, but can't. All you can visualise is your life. You see your parents say happily, it's a____ (Boy or girl)
And you remember when you heard your name. It's all so clouded, but you can remember your name. It was _________ __________
And you can't forget the demon who taught you what lead up to this moment. It's surprising that such a powerful being would shelter you after... the accident. What happened? Damnit, an attack? Anyway, he taught a young human child
A: Combat skills no normal mortal would ever learn. But you weren't normal, were you? (Greatest combat abilities known to exist on the mortal plane)
B: The powerful dark arts. They say it's corrupting but hells does it feel good. (Can control demons, undead, and to a slight extent, time)
C: how to unlock your full potential. Nobody was going to tell you that you were a fallen any, but Gods be damned if you weren't going to use it (Dark angelic powers)
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Topic: You Are The End (Read 1668 times)