I had to think fast. No use sitting there like an idiot, and he probably wouldn't look to kindly upon a congratulation by such a inferior. I faked ignorance for the time being, pretending to be some scared little french man. Luckily I still had my gift of tongues. I put it to good use, using a southern accent. I played the part of the most unlucky tourist in the world.
"W-who was that?" I stammered, pressing back against the wall. My wings screamed in protest of the pressure, but I ignored it.
"That, Little One, was our good friend
Saint Peter." He spat out the name in revulsion, particularly the 'saint' bit. I didn't have to mime my shiver.
"He just found out about my lovely new prize, the Duloc Gem. A beautiful, terrible thing that. I would show it to you, but I prefer your ugly face attached. For that matter..." He said, withdrawing his Blight Aura. He strode over to me in a vile swagger. He grabbed my face with one hand and turned it as one would appraise a fruit. I felt my skin blister under his touch, but he kept the Blight from truely destroying me.
Satan spread his wings and laughed. A rockslide came from inside the city. I heard children scream, and then just silence.
"Interesting! Interesting..." His eyes flashed.
"I think, my traitorus friend, I will leave you now. I want to see what a... Being... Such as yourself is capable of." Lucifer said, and with another gust of his wings, he launched himself into low orbit. I felt a gust of foul black air, and heard more survivors scream.
Lucifer laughed, and high up though he was, I could still hear him. He rose higher, higher, fading away against a starless night sky.
All the better to watch the world burn.
Blood- 3
(Combat skill. Denotes physical ability, and is universal for every weapon.)
Bone- 1
(Defenive skill. Denotes your ability to take a hit.)
Flesh- 2
(Mental skill. Denotes mental ability and problem solving.)
Ash- 3(no longer capped by Divinity)
(Luck. Governs... Activities that require luck. Linked to your Divinity.)
Divinity- 0
(How holy you are. 0 is neutral. -10 is demonic. 10 is Archangel level. You may not spend a skill point here. Your actions guide this stat.)
Pure neutral-
You are smack in the middle. Perfectly average in every way except power. Angels and demons will both take your council, though they won't take much stock in it. Count on everyone wanting to sway you.
Consume-
you have the ability to consume souls. Doing so gives you more power, but diminishes your divinity.
David-
A mysterious power. What does it do? Is it benificial? Do you dare use it?
Solomon-
You are rife with these things! What is this? What does it do?
Natural-
The Horde-
?!?!?! What?! No! Don't touch this, else on your head be it! No situation could possibly call for this!
Right?
tattered White cloak
tattered White robes
Sword (2 foot)(Gold and steel)
Wings: Solid silver. Rather small.
Body: Average build. Perfectly normal in every way, including those that would make it un-normal.
Skin: A pale brown, the color of a european farmer's skin
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Topic: GreY -A meeting with God- (Read 10670 times)