Post by Maelthras on Aug 4, 2022 7:38:32 GMT -8
A nearly unbreakable prison...
BROKEN...
The vampiric deity of magic drummed his fingers on his desk as he overlooked the journal where he kept his notes on a certain magic circle. The details he had observed through talks with Corinthia’s family as well as her key agents. He just…needed the first key. He drummed his fingers on his desk as he looked the pages over. He couldn’t harm his friend. Not when he knew the fallout that would happen should she bleed. So…why not go to the Father again? He got up, picking up the journal as he tucked it away. Plane Stepping to the gate of Pious’ Springs. At the gates he would knock kindly.
“Good day, Pious! Can we talk?” His voice was that polite cheeriness that all those who knew him were used to. The gates would open without issue as the vampire stepped in swiftly. He waited for the gates to close before sighing as he felt Pious’ wards go up. “I was hop–”
“If you're here–” Corvus’ smooth voice caused Zal to jump several inches while the dark male blinked in surprise.
“PUT A BELL ON MAN!!!” the vampire barked at him. “By my power…you seriously need to alert beings.”
Corvus snorted softly. “As I was saying, if you're here about Cori like you hinted at a few weeks ago, my dear boy. I’ll be your connection point.” He smiled kindly to the younger male. “Shall we walk in my forest?”
He opens the walkway to the forest. Smiling as the pair then started on their trek. “So. You have questions?”
“Yeah, is there another way to get that first key?” Zal asked shortly.
Corvus blinked a moment. Thinking about that for a moment. “You would want to speak with the ones who made that seal.”
Zal paused for a moment. Then sighed heavily. “Are you freaking kidding me?”
“Nope, the best source of information would be the Titaness of Magic and Spellweaving herself.” Corvus said with a smirk. “Back in our old world. Which you could project to, I’m sure…a grandmaster like yourself.”
Zal stared at the taller male. “Okay, I know you're playing me but you're right.” he huffed as he looked at the elder. “If you can watch my body I’ll take care of it.” Corvus nodded in agreement.
The darker male led the vampire deity to a small glade. Waving a hand to the rock in the center. “Sit there. You know what to do.” Corvus said with a hum. Pulling up his own forest made chair as he sat.
Soon Zal was speeding through the cosmos. Having found a thread of the magic that was the core of the sisters. He came to a white void, a child sitting in front of him. He blinked in surprise. “Uh…Hi?”
The child smiled softly at him. “Hi. You're knocking at my universe. How can I help you?”
“Uhm…I’m here to help with Corinitha’s situation.” Zal felt the sweat bead down his neck. This was…this was a bit intense.
The child blinked. “Ah. Then you want Lilyanna…or rather Sorcha now…” they would turn to open a portal. “Descend here. You’ll pass back through here on your way out.” he let Zal through. The vampiric deity was swift to excuse himself and zip down.
He landed in a cavern, a large creature bigger than any of their mountains loomed over him with a dormant swirling portal that Zal could hear screams from. In front of him, sitting in one of the curled hands of said creature was a woman. Blue horns and draconic features highlighted her beauty. She blinked as she felt him. Her large glowing blue eyes focused on him. “Welcome, visitor.”
Zal caught himself staring. “Hello, sorry for disturbing you. I was…curious about some information.”
“Concerning?” she tilted her head.
“The path to unlocking Corinitha’s seal.” Zal stated as he looked at the looming male.
“Ah, that. Well. It's simple. You need the beads of rage from Lady Gryla, the acid oil from Demon King Magesc, Lord Pious’ Mortal Blood and finally…Lady Corinitha’s own body.” she explained while leaning on the large hand.
“Well, that’s easy. I already have…two of the four.” Zal muttered. “However, is there a way around the tears?”
“Why?”
“Gryla is my friend. I refuse to hurt her.” Zal crossed his arms firmly.
Sorcha blinked. “I suppose I could ask the Creator for a loophole. There is one. However, I don’t know what it is…Only that one exists.” she hummed. “However, if I do this…I need your help to exploit a loophole from our world.”
Zal blinked. “Such as.”
Sorcha shifted to smile. “In your world, I feel a power growing. We call him Airhman. He’s a serpent who eats magic. For all the power he eats, he becomes immune. The stronger he is, the closer he is to eating your Weave. To do this, he fragments his soul into three parts. Here. He’s been sealed…for good. It's why my Husband and I are the way we are. We’re this way. So the balance of our world doesn’t require that blasted serpent. So long as we maintain this power. He stays out of our hides. He followed Magesc into your world, tailed him really.”
Zal made a displeased face. “Really. I’m the new God of All Magics.”
“He’d make you his breeding bitch.”
Zal shook his head with a sassy snap. “I ain't no one’s bitch! How do I stop him?”
Sorcha chuckled softly. “You need to fight his fragments with those who can find them. Here.” she would reach into her husband’s aura pulling out a sparkling bundle. “This is one of our children. Take him as well as the others I give you. Lady Corintiha will know what to do with them. She hates that serpent as much as she does her Mother.”
Zal nodded as he felt a soft drop in his gut. He could see Sorcha’s sorrow at passing her child into his care. She conjured a basket where she pulled four more bundles from the ether. He stepped forward to take them. “Why can’t you come with them? Your knowledge of magic would assist us greatly.”
Sorcha smiled softly as she moved. As soon as her foot went past the hand, the large creature behind her started to stir. “As you can see,” she retook her seat. Cooing up to him. “My Husband is keenly aware if I’m removed from his side. He wakes, if I move.”
Zal smiled softly. “Noted.” he was a bit unnerved by the looming male. However, he had precious cargo.
Sorcha smiled as she produced one more bundle. “Take a fragment of me in my place.” She laid the last bundle with the rest. “Take care, Zal.”
Zal bowed then paused as he felt a pull upwards. “Wait how did you—” he felt himself pulled up to where the child was waiting. “You are creepy.”
The child smirked. “I get that alot.”
“So. What’s the loophole?” Zal asked, shifting the basket.
The child pulled out a set of pure white beads. “Gryla’s tears of Sorrow. She had both emotions at the time of Cori’s sealing.” He passed the beads to the vampire. “Can…can you pass a message on for me?” Zal nodded. “Thanks, tell Cori: I’m sorry I couldn’t do anything to help her. Not all of us wanted that to happen.”
Zal nodded in understanding as he felt himself snapped back to his body. He gasped like he had just swam in ice water. Panting slightly before looking down at his hands. The basket was gone, he felt the souls were safe however. He looked at the white beads in his hand. Clutching them in renewed vigor. He got up. Nodding to Corvus who had his eyes closed to avoid anyone from accusing him. The dark male nodded as Zal left his forest.
Zal had a mission, he knew he had Pious’ blood however that Ax could also be used. He didn’t want to use Pious’ blood in case something happened and it was needed. So, he descended to where he recalled the Ax to reside. The First Gazebo. Where the first worship occurred back in the First Age. He blinked as he looked at the ruins. Whoa. What happened—oh….he saw Magesc’s symbols carved everywhere. The jackass.
He sighed a moment, then looked to where the First Architect sat in slumber. He coughed softly, using his magic to wake the being. Then gave him a quick smile. “I’m here for—ah of course.” he trailed off when the being became the Ax.”..why am I not surprised. Alright, we’re going on a trip buddy.” he took up the Ax and went to the Hells...
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-*-To the Hells-*-
Zal popped into the first layer. Looking around as he hummed. “Hello~!!” he jumped when a curtain of crystals rained down as a female stepped out. “Well, hello beautiful.”
Vallobai smirked. “How can I help you Lord Zal?”
“I’m here to free your Mother.” he lifted up the beads then jumped when she squeaked.
“ABOUT FUCKING TIME!!!” she jumped up and down. “Finally…this way.” she took him to where the Heart was locked away. Encased in an icy prison. “All you need to do is present the beads.”
He did so. Smirking when the necklace shot out to shatter the crystal around the Heart. Forming its own chain cage. It zipped back to him to dangle out his hand. “That’s it?”
“Simple right? Though…those are interesting beads. I don’t feel rage. Huh. Guess there was a loophole. Next gate is this way.” she led him deeper into the layer. “My brother will assist you there.”
BROKEN...
The vampiric deity of magic drummed his fingers on his desk as he overlooked the journal where he kept his notes on a certain magic circle. The details he had observed through talks with Corinthia’s family as well as her key agents. He just…needed the first key. He drummed his fingers on his desk as he looked the pages over. He couldn’t harm his friend. Not when he knew the fallout that would happen should she bleed. So…why not go to the Father again? He got up, picking up the journal as he tucked it away. Plane Stepping to the gate of Pious’ Springs. At the gates he would knock kindly.
“Good day, Pious! Can we talk?” His voice was that polite cheeriness that all those who knew him were used to. The gates would open without issue as the vampire stepped in swiftly. He waited for the gates to close before sighing as he felt Pious’ wards go up. “I was hop–”
“If you're here–” Corvus’ smooth voice caused Zal to jump several inches while the dark male blinked in surprise.
“PUT A BELL ON MAN!!!” the vampire barked at him. “By my power…you seriously need to alert beings.”
Corvus snorted softly. “As I was saying, if you're here about Cori like you hinted at a few weeks ago, my dear boy. I’ll be your connection point.” He smiled kindly to the younger male. “Shall we walk in my forest?”
He opens the walkway to the forest. Smiling as the pair then started on their trek. “So. You have questions?”
“Yeah, is there another way to get that first key?” Zal asked shortly.
Corvus blinked a moment. Thinking about that for a moment. “You would want to speak with the ones who made that seal.”
Zal paused for a moment. Then sighed heavily. “Are you freaking kidding me?”
“Nope, the best source of information would be the Titaness of Magic and Spellweaving herself.” Corvus said with a smirk. “Back in our old world. Which you could project to, I’m sure…a grandmaster like yourself.”
Zal stared at the taller male. “Okay, I know you're playing me but you're right.” he huffed as he looked at the elder. “If you can watch my body I’ll take care of it.” Corvus nodded in agreement.
The darker male led the vampire deity to a small glade. Waving a hand to the rock in the center. “Sit there. You know what to do.” Corvus said with a hum. Pulling up his own forest made chair as he sat.
Soon Zal was speeding through the cosmos. Having found a thread of the magic that was the core of the sisters. He came to a white void, a child sitting in front of him. He blinked in surprise. “Uh…Hi?”
The child smiled softly at him. “Hi. You're knocking at my universe. How can I help you?”
“Uhm…I’m here to help with Corinitha’s situation.” Zal felt the sweat bead down his neck. This was…this was a bit intense.
The child blinked. “Ah. Then you want Lilyanna…or rather Sorcha now…” they would turn to open a portal. “Descend here. You’ll pass back through here on your way out.” he let Zal through. The vampiric deity was swift to excuse himself and zip down.
He landed in a cavern, a large creature bigger than any of their mountains loomed over him with a dormant swirling portal that Zal could hear screams from. In front of him, sitting in one of the curled hands of said creature was a woman. Blue horns and draconic features highlighted her beauty. She blinked as she felt him. Her large glowing blue eyes focused on him. “Welcome, visitor.”
Zal caught himself staring. “Hello, sorry for disturbing you. I was…curious about some information.”
“Concerning?” she tilted her head.
“The path to unlocking Corinitha’s seal.” Zal stated as he looked at the looming male.
“Ah, that. Well. It's simple. You need the beads of rage from Lady Gryla, the acid oil from Demon King Magesc, Lord Pious’ Mortal Blood and finally…Lady Corinitha’s own body.” she explained while leaning on the large hand.
“Well, that’s easy. I already have…two of the four.” Zal muttered. “However, is there a way around the tears?”
“Why?”
“Gryla is my friend. I refuse to hurt her.” Zal crossed his arms firmly.
Sorcha blinked. “I suppose I could ask the Creator for a loophole. There is one. However, I don’t know what it is…Only that one exists.” she hummed. “However, if I do this…I need your help to exploit a loophole from our world.”
Zal blinked. “Such as.”
Sorcha shifted to smile. “In your world, I feel a power growing. We call him Airhman. He’s a serpent who eats magic. For all the power he eats, he becomes immune. The stronger he is, the closer he is to eating your Weave. To do this, he fragments his soul into three parts. Here. He’s been sealed…for good. It's why my Husband and I are the way we are. We’re this way. So the balance of our world doesn’t require that blasted serpent. So long as we maintain this power. He stays out of our hides. He followed Magesc into your world, tailed him really.”
Zal made a displeased face. “Really. I’m the new God of All Magics.”
“He’d make you his breeding bitch.”
Zal shook his head with a sassy snap. “I ain't no one’s bitch! How do I stop him?”
Sorcha chuckled softly. “You need to fight his fragments with those who can find them. Here.” she would reach into her husband’s aura pulling out a sparkling bundle. “This is one of our children. Take him as well as the others I give you. Lady Corintiha will know what to do with them. She hates that serpent as much as she does her Mother.”
Zal nodded as he felt a soft drop in his gut. He could see Sorcha’s sorrow at passing her child into his care. She conjured a basket where she pulled four more bundles from the ether. He stepped forward to take them. “Why can’t you come with them? Your knowledge of magic would assist us greatly.”
Sorcha smiled softly as she moved. As soon as her foot went past the hand, the large creature behind her started to stir. “As you can see,” she retook her seat. Cooing up to him. “My Husband is keenly aware if I’m removed from his side. He wakes, if I move.”
Zal smiled softly. “Noted.” he was a bit unnerved by the looming male. However, he had precious cargo.
Sorcha smiled as she produced one more bundle. “Take a fragment of me in my place.” She laid the last bundle with the rest. “Take care, Zal.”
Zal bowed then paused as he felt a pull upwards. “Wait how did you—” he felt himself pulled up to where the child was waiting. “You are creepy.”
The child smirked. “I get that alot.”
“So. What’s the loophole?” Zal asked, shifting the basket.
The child pulled out a set of pure white beads. “Gryla’s tears of Sorrow. She had both emotions at the time of Cori’s sealing.” He passed the beads to the vampire. “Can…can you pass a message on for me?” Zal nodded. “Thanks, tell Cori: I’m sorry I couldn’t do anything to help her. Not all of us wanted that to happen.”
Zal nodded in understanding as he felt himself snapped back to his body. He gasped like he had just swam in ice water. Panting slightly before looking down at his hands. The basket was gone, he felt the souls were safe however. He looked at the white beads in his hand. Clutching them in renewed vigor. He got up. Nodding to Corvus who had his eyes closed to avoid anyone from accusing him. The dark male nodded as Zal left his forest.
Zal had a mission, he knew he had Pious’ blood however that Ax could also be used. He didn’t want to use Pious’ blood in case something happened and it was needed. So, he descended to where he recalled the Ax to reside. The First Gazebo. Where the first worship occurred back in the First Age. He blinked as he looked at the ruins. Whoa. What happened—oh….he saw Magesc’s symbols carved everywhere. The jackass.
He sighed a moment, then looked to where the First Architect sat in slumber. He coughed softly, using his magic to wake the being. Then gave him a quick smile. “I’m here for—ah of course.” he trailed off when the being became the Ax.”..why am I not surprised. Alright, we’re going on a trip buddy.” he took up the Ax and went to the Hells...
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-*-To the Hells-*-
Zal popped into the first layer. Looking around as he hummed. “Hello~!!” he jumped when a curtain of crystals rained down as a female stepped out. “Well, hello beautiful.”
Vallobai smirked. “How can I help you Lord Zal?”
“I’m here to free your Mother.” he lifted up the beads then jumped when she squeaked.
“ABOUT FUCKING TIME!!!” she jumped up and down. “Finally…this way.” she took him to where the Heart was locked away. Encased in an icy prison. “All you need to do is present the beads.”
He did so. Smirking when the necklace shot out to shatter the crystal around the Heart. Forming its own chain cage. It zipped back to him to dangle out his hand. “That’s it?”
“Simple right? Though…those are interesting beads. I don’t feel rage. Huh. Guess there was a loophole. Next gate is this way.” she led him deeper into the layer. “My brother will assist you there.”