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    Out Of The Oven, Into The Fire [Medeia]

    Medeia
    Medeia

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    Lineage : Blessing Of The Fallen Angel
    Position : None
    Posts : 1771
    Guild : Errings Rising (Ace)
    Dungeon Tokens : 19
    Experience : 691,645

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Lost Pharaoh's Curse God Slayer
    Second Magic: Medea's Fury God Slayer
    Third Magic: Fallen Angel Takeover

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    Post by Medeia 12th September 2021, 5:32 am

    Her attack had hit its mark and his painful shrieks were pure bliss to the angel’s ears. It was rare that anyone could take a fully powered strike from her sickle unscathed and it seemed that he was no exception. His shoulder was in tatters, leaving a horrible and ugly gash that was already seeming to rot. Good, he deserved all that and more but more than that, it was all she needed to press forwards. It was a sign of weakness on his part and the inner predator that lurked within the fallen being was being drawn out. The fact she was in force amplified that of course and the look in her eyes could probably have melted lead. He was no longer an opponent, he was her prey and as the anger continued to build, her power only grew further. She would carry out every thread that had come from her lips during the confrontation. Him. His guild. The people who resided nearby. She would destroy them all and they would die in the most violent and twisted ways. Vengeance was something that she knew a great deal about although it had been some time since she had felt its pull so strongly.

    There was something else too. A scent that was drawing her towards him. It was godly in nature and it seemed to churn the witches' powers. She despised her own kind with a passion and her powers had originally appeared due to her hatred for them. The slightest hint of their powers could set her off and for him to now suddenly start unleashing their hideous scent could not have been worse for the boy. He clearly was neither a god nor god slayer himself as she was but did he perhaps have the essence of a god within him? Had she not been so obsessed with his destruction, maybe she would have asked but any possible hint of curiosity that she might of had within her had been overridden by her want to annihilate him. It was only at the end of his pained ramblings that a name emerged. Hades. A deity of the dead, if she remembered correctly. Not one of her sect but still a god nonetheless. She had never encountered him before but that did not matter. Harming any god or angelic being was always pleasurable to her.

    Words did briefly leave her then although they were hardly what he probably wished to hear. “To defeat my fellow angels and those who rule them has been my desire for so long. I recognise their stench upon you from that wound, boy. Go on. Have Hades keep trying to heal you. See how that works out for you. My attacks cannot be healed by him and will only deal you further damage. A god of death is no match for me, a being that has surpassed all other holy or unholy beings. I must thank him for inhabiting you though, as it just gives me another reason to wish for your death.”

    If her sickle was not potent enough, a whip now formed in her other hand, blazing with purple angelic energy. Without any thought, she would crack her foul weapon towards him, hoping not only to catch him with a horrible lash but perhaps ensnare him too. She knew that her sickle had done severe damage but Medeia was not going to underestimate him. He was a Guildmaster after all and although she had little care for such titles, she assumed that he must be durable if he had the respect of those who followed him. Surely they would not follow someone who was weak.

    (614 Words)
    (13642 TWC)


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    Mura Kensho
    Mura Kensho

    The Ghost Slayer


    The Ghost Slayer

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    Lineage : Aspect of Pluto
    Position : Saint of Fortitude
    Partner : Mythica
    Posts : 2087
    Guild : Fairy Tail (GM)
    Cosmic Coins : 30
    Dungeon Tokens : 21
    Age : 22
    Experience : 3,063,765

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Spirit Bind Magic
    Second Magic: Onmyōdō (The Way of Yin and Yang)
    Third Magic: Second Origin

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    Post by Mura Kensho 27th September 2021, 9:41 am

    It was no good… the wound wouldn’t stop pulsating. Damn it, Hades, he couldn’t even hear Mura’s beckoning for him to STOP pouring mana into his wound. How long would this last, anyway?! He was completely open, his guard wouldn’t protect him from the witch any longer! Even if Kyuken and Zirconis had their eyes upon her at all times, Mura was unable to move properly with the nasty torture stabbing into his shoulder.

    Deep inside, he felt that the situation could only escalate from this point on. The Black Lily didn’t appear to be a woman who would ever feel remorse for a pained foe or one as distraught as he was at the moment, and she definitely didn’t hold any pity for him. It became harder and harder to believe that her sheer enmity of him was the result of one, lifted curse – he basically paused her little game, and it led to all of this.

    True, he came to hate her a lot – there was no way he could develop any other opinion of her in this slight time they’ve even got to face each other – but to think that someone as ridiculous as her were wandering around Fiore was terrifying… say… what would… what would his predecessors have done in a situation like this? How could Mura draw from some of that same power that they did when pushed near death like this?

    … He might’ve stopped himself from trying this plan out if he was any more clear-headed, but he began relying on an idea.

    Inner Sanctum was still active!

    It felt just a little thrilling, but sadly, he never noticed the shiver that travelled across his body, because it was monolithically overshadowed by the Black Lily’s newly-spawned whip of similar energy to her accursed sickle. And without mercy, she cracked it right at him, the burning whip travelling across his legs and boiling off his skin at contact, but…

    She would’ve been able to hear it – a sudden, loud beat that resonated through the air around them. It felt like a single heartbeat, but a human’s heart shouldn’t beat that loudly, and even then, a single beat followed by silence signaled death. The whip was still around his legs, but… Mura’s face showed little pain. No, it showed trouble, but… it looked more like restraint than despair. It looked like he was holding back groaning from the burns. It looked like he was gritting his teeth, but over time, it suddenly looked like he was focusing on the black void that his closed eyes showcased him…

    A void where he found himself deep inside his own core, struggling to ignore the pain. To hold it all within. It was like a last resort of opposition against the Black Lily – she might’ve had the upper hand of a giant now, but at the very least, he wouldn’t allow her to enjoy any sad looks from him. No, no, no… there was more to it than that.

    The reason behind his almost passive state was because of the golden light. Yes, it was within the void of his mind, but his auric self held the light between his fingertips. How pathetic did he feel to resort to this spell all alone, without any of his mates in need of assistance, but it was do or die at this point. If that cunt would just lower her guard a bit more, or perhaps wear out of Force… but it would take time. He’d have to endure until the right moment showed itself.

    He hadn’t noticed it yet, but his wedding ring began lighting up faintly too…

    WC: 609
    TWC: 14,251


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    Medeia
    Medeia

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    Lineage : Blessing Of The Fallen Angel
    Position : None
    Posts : 1771
    Guild : Errings Rising (Ace)
    Dungeon Tokens : 19
    Experience : 691,645

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Lost Pharaoh's Curse God Slayer
    Second Magic: Medea's Fury God Slayer
    Third Magic: Fallen Angel Takeover

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    Post by Medeia 27th September 2021, 11:23 am

    The holy being was relentless, cracking her whip endlessly and causing the lower half of his body to turn a horrible shade of red, skin being removed with every lash. He barely seemed to react to her attacks but that made no difference to her and was certainly not going to cause her to stop her assault. Every lash was anger filled, fuelled by fury and the fires of her rage and she would be quite content to simply whip him to death right then and there. Every attack from her whip would feel like hell itself and there was no further form that she could take to increase her potency. This was her at her most powerful, when her takeover and force combined together to unleash her ultimate strength. The power that ran through her veins was so invigorating, allowing her to feel a euphoria that was difficult to describe. How often was it that she truly was able to just cut loose? Not often enough and she promised herself then and there that it would no longer be the case. All who walked this planet would know of her potential, starting with the boy laying in front of her. It would most definitely send a message to all those who followed the word of law and Medeia briefly pondered as to how she would display his defeated body. Maybe she should send it back to his wife or at least what was left of it, in a match box.

    She began to close the gap between them, her whip continuing to lay waste to his form, a twisted smile finally breaking through. “I will make you suffer as Armina suffered, as every soul who has the law forced upon them suffers and as I have suffered. Every moment of pain that I have felt through my great lifespan will be carved into your body, one lash at a time. Go on. Groan, moan, cry out with pain. I know that is what you wish to do and if it takes me a thousand lashes for it to happen then I will do so.  Let us see how long that male ego of yours can hold out before you start squealing like a pig. I wonder what your guildmates would think if they saw you now, helpless and at the mercy of an Errings Rising mage. Perhaps I will ask them when I hunt down each and every one of them.” By the time she was finished, the name Fairy Tail would be wiped from the history books completely. A fitting fate.

    A brief sound captured her attention, something akin to a heartbeat, resulting in a raised  eyebrow from Medeia. An unusual sound indeed and the witch pondered if it was perhaps a sign that he was out of magical power. It was a possibility but by no means the only one and so she did not for a moment let up with her assault. She would begin to spin her sickle with her right hand though, preparing to throw it at his unmoving body. With both her weapons of destruction, the end seemed to be near for him. There was barely anything from him now at all.

    (539 Words)
    (14790 TWC)


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    Mura Kensho
    Mura Kensho

    The Ghost Slayer


    The Ghost Slayer

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    Lineage : Aspect of Pluto
    Position : Saint of Fortitude
    Partner : Mythica
    Posts : 2087
    Guild : Fairy Tail (GM)
    Cosmic Coins : 30
    Dungeon Tokens : 21
    Age : 22
    Experience : 3,063,765

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Spirit Bind Magic
    Second Magic: Onmyōdō (The Way of Yin and Yang)
    Third Magic: Second Origin

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    Post by Mura Kensho 25th October 2021, 9:38 am

    His legs couldn’t handle much more of this reckless beating. It really didn’t feel like she was running out of fuel any time soon, which begged the question; was he really durable enough to wait like this? He should’ve just released his spell now, just as a means to end the hellish beating he was handed…

    That was when she began to talk again. It was a wonder that she even bothered to send words to a half-dead corpse, but it said a lot about her as a bastard. It really pissed him off, and he began to remember why he was holding out without moving… why he was, seemingly, just taking the punishment dealt by her. It was fairly simple, really; she wanted him to cry out, and he wanted to smear that belittling nature of hers all over her pretty face. Yeah, she’d have to catch him dead if she wanted to see a single drop of tear pour out from his eye. It wasn’t ego, it was madness.

    “! … Y-You’ve got to be joking… r-right? Hua-” his voice cracked in the middle of his speech, not due to a fall in resolve or a surge of despair… but because of another person talking from that point on.

    “Oh, splendid… he’s still whole. Can’t feel my- his legs, though… ew. Can’t say Mura didn’t need this; that’s what happens when you play the waiting game…” a far deeper, adult man’s voice echoed out from Mura’s lips, his eyes now shining silver-white as he slowly rose up on his butt and took a look over his lower body, “… What a shaaaaaame, really. You had such a good grasp on my heart, lady – you could’ve just been more honest with yourself.”

    His hands were clapped together as a golden orb was suddenly held between, not solid in form but carrying enough mana to signify its potential danger to just about anyone in the area. “My apologies, Black Lily. My apologies for just having it in my heart to be an annoyance to you. It felt as if we were meant to struggle – we’re just not compatible. Surely, you’re patient and overbearing enough to forgive me… but, then again, the more I look at you… the less educated you appear. Saddening.” Kyuken’s voice was so composed, so unaffected by physical labours and the pains in his legs… and he wasn’t affected by her lure anymore.

    “Male ego? You don’t have the facilities to talk about ego, and neither does your cute berserker. You’re just another wall. The orb between his hands began to light up, enveloping both himself and the Black Lily in golden mana not belonging to either of them, “Every wall begs to be broken down… I’m sure you agree, in a way… Fairy-“

    There was no going back now. The spell had been released, and Mura and Kyuken just had to put their lives on a bet that the forbidden spell would actually push the Black Lily back – or God permit, kill her – and give them a chance to do something else. Although, Mura wouldn’t come out unscathed by using this Guild Spell in his current condition… fuck it.

    “-Law!”

    And that was it. The entire land lit up in front of their eyes – every atom between Mura and the Black Lily was scourged by mana, every leaf and stone was bathed in mana, and every bird and lizard was drowning in mana, and yet the only creature allowed to be harmed by this spell was the fallen angel in front of him. Just her… only her, and no one else.

    WC: 605
    TWC: 15,395


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    Medeia
    Medeia

    Moderator- Main Account- Mythical- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Demon Slayer- Dark Guild Ace- Z-Rank- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- Jewel Grinder- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- I Have Friends...- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Idolize- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Over Achiever- Obligatory Beach Episode- Sticking Around- Loyal to the Bone- Taskmaster- Halloween job event participant - Rich- Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Master [1000]- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- X-Mas Event Participant- Summer Special Participant- Have an Admin as a friend!- Player 
    Lineage : Blessing Of The Fallen Angel
    Position : None
    Posts : 1771
    Guild : Errings Rising (Ace)
    Dungeon Tokens : 19
    Experience : 691,645

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Lost Pharaoh's Curse God Slayer
    Second Magic: Medea's Fury God Slayer
    Third Magic: Fallen Angel Takeover

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    Post by Medeia 25th October 2021, 11:02 am

    All of the words that came from his mouth were wiped away with his spell. The orb in his hands exploded into life and the entire area around them became bathed in a golden light. Even her slayer enhanced sight struggled to handle the sheer brightness of it. A spell of the strongest kind for certain and as all of its power was turned against her, Medeia did what she always did and simply placed a hand in front of her, attempting to block it with the powers of her greatest defensive spell. Yet, it was far more powerful than she had realised and not only did her armour fail to block it but she was hit by such force that it began to shatter, its durability being shredded by the moment. With one final earth shattering show of strength, her armour would break, leaving her to take a great deal of the spells damage directly. Her body began to shine as it struck her and the shriek of pain that she produced then could have shattered the eardrums of those within a mile of her. The light cut through her, causing gashes of blood to burst from her limbs, body and face. Pain tore through her body, every moment of the spell sending horrific jolts of agony that could cause any ordinary mage to keel over and wither away to nothingness. Yet, she was no ordinary mage and even though the spell did a great amount of damage to her, she would not wither.

    When the light finally stopped and the spell disappeared, she was still standing and although her armour was starting to reform, her wounds were clear to see. Her spell could only heal so much so soon and even she had to admit that she had underestimated him. Instead of feeling humbled though, she felt the rage and hatred for him increase by a factor of ten and as her fists clenched around her sickle, her words were fuelled with nothing but venom. “Your wall breaker was not enough, child. I am still standing and all you have done is increase the feelings of wrath and disgust that are flooding through my veins. You just cannot help but make things worse for yourself, can you? You are only giving me more reasons to despise you and I have come to realise that harming you is no longer enough to satisfy my rage. I am going to return to that town and drop a meteor so large that it will kill every living being in it. What? You thought that my words regarding doing such a thing were mere words? You moronic fool.”

    Turning away from him, she would flap her wings a few times before rising up into the air and flying off, the occasional drops of blood painting the ground as she flew. The pain was still intense but she simply used it to fuel her hatred. Every single being in that town would be turned to dust and the sole reason for it happening was his interference. There were beings in this world that were better off being left alone and she was one of those. Perhaps if she caused enough carnage, he would finally understand that. If not, then she would destroy every town on the planet until he did. This was more than just him getting involved in her business, it was personal and making anything personal with a creature such as her was simply asking for pain, both physical and mental.

    (591 Words)
    (15986 TWC)


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    Mura Kensho
    Mura Kensho

    The Ghost Slayer


    The Ghost Slayer

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    Lineage : Aspect of Pluto
    Position : Saint of Fortitude
    Partner : Mythica
    Posts : 2087
    Guild : Fairy Tail (GM)
    Cosmic Coins : 30
    Dungeon Tokens : 21
    Age : 22
    Experience : 3,063,765

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Spirit Bind Magic
    Second Magic: Onmyōdō (The Way of Yin and Yang)
    Third Magic: Second Origin

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    Post by Mura Kensho 30th November 2021, 8:28 am

    Damn it… he did hit her, square on. But even Fairy Law wasn’t enough to kill her.

    Was she some kind of anomaly? An actual entity of divine authority? He was able to push her, but despite his efforts, she was still breathing. He cursed his yet lack of strength to finish the fight whenever it fucking counted – was there no satisfaction in the level of power he possessed today? Was he still so far away from ending a threat as monolithic as hers?

    There was no continuing this fight on his part – he was hanging onto whatever amount of mana kept him from knocking at death’s door. It didn’t matter that she was harmed, for he had given it his all and she was still alive. That was a loss. He had lost the fight…

    Again.

    It was almost… unbelievable. It was sickening, too. She mentioned it, herself; his wall breaker wasn’t enough. He was barely able to stand up at this point, and his gaze towards her was… blank with disbelief. And her threat made his skin crawl. What an abhorring defeat he suffered…

    His legs felt like being on fire, but he launched himself forward… yet it only allowed him to cover a few meters over the crumbled ground. She had already flown away… victorious yet enraged. A winner yet a mess.

    But it was nothing compared to the mess she’d cause in Shirotsume… all because he couldn’t stop her. No… to think that she’d put the blame on him. Why did beings like her exist? As if fueled by the same emotion, he managed to lift himself up on his feet yet was on the verge of toppling back down at any moment. This was dangerous… if he used any more mana, he could accidently shut down his life signs and internal organs, which could end up sending him back to Hades.

    Then why didn’t she just kill him here and now? The fact that she’d let Shirotsume suffer even more for his interference… the fact that she’d put the blame on him… it infuriated him. He hated her.

    And he hated the drops of blood leading him along. It was her blood. She was badly hurt, wasn’t she? If only… if only he had more strength to spare… then he could turn her dripping blood to bones… and her bones to her soul… and erase her presence. And Shirotsume… they wouldn’t have to-

    Damn it, body, move! She was flying out of range… and that was when his brain finally broke down. It needed to rest, and it prioritized that over everything else for this moment, while the sound of his unconscious body clapping the ground echoed across the empty, rocky biome that had lost a few hills during the battle that took place…

    It was all black… just like the color of her hair. She shared quite something with Janet and Marceline, didn’t she?

    She was another sorceress whom Mura hated more than anything else in this world… and this emotion was breaking him. He thought that the traumas of his past defeat at the hands of Marceline had finally closed up, the scars were about to fade away, and then they were ripped back open like this. It was clear to see that this emotion didn’t complement anything that made Mura who Mura was.

    He wasn’t a person that harbored hatred in his heart…?

    WC: 571
    TWC: 16557


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    Medeia
    Medeia

    Moderator- Main Account- Mythical- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Demon Slayer- Dark Guild Ace- Z-Rank- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- Jewel Grinder- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- I Have Friends...- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Idolize- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Over Achiever- Obligatory Beach Episode- Sticking Around- Loyal to the Bone- Taskmaster- Halloween job event participant - Rich- Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Master [1000]- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- X-Mas Event Participant- Summer Special Participant- Have an Admin as a friend!- Player 
    Lineage : Blessing Of The Fallen Angel
    Position : None
    Posts : 1771
    Guild : Errings Rising (Ace)
    Dungeon Tokens : 19
    Experience : 691,645

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Lost Pharaoh's Curse God Slayer
    Second Magic: Medea's Fury God Slayer
    Third Magic: Fallen Angel Takeover

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    Post by Medeia 30th November 2021, 10:13 am

    Livid beyond belief, the angel would continue on her way, the healing effects of her defensive spell slowly starting to repair the damage that his powerful spell had caused. In truth, she had never been hit with such force and the pain from the blow was still wracking through her. Had that been a guild spell of some description? She could not say for certain but surely it must have been. To break through her defences was not something that any old spell could accomplish and she begrudgingly had to admit again that she had underestimated the boy. Still, the fact that she had been able to take his attack so well only proved her superiority further and the immense amount of self confidence that she possessed only increased further. Her power was at a level that few could ever hope to reach and she was more than prepared to show it once again. A price had to be paid for his interference, one that could not be extracted from him personally. It had to come from elsewhere, where he could fully see the consequences of his actions.

    She did not encounter that many people below her as she flew but for the poor mortals who did, the result would be unpleasant. Her whip would return to her hand and with each mighty lash, another poor fool would be robbed of their life. There was no hope of them living from such a blow and besides a small scream from each target, not a single sound could be heard, other than the crack of her whip. On another day, she may have spared them but not today. No one remained standing and it was with that impulse driving her on that she slaughtered every man and woman she flew over, leaving a trail of corpses for the boy to find. He would come sooner or later and there would certainly be a great deal for him to do. If he had the strength to do it.

    Eventually, she caught sight of the town once more and as she approached, the sounds of screaming could once more be heard. The remaining locals of the town knew precisely what they were in for and desperately attempted to flee for their lives as soon as they saw her form in the sky, darting into their houses as the holy being once more flew over the town. That would not save them of course and after considering her options for a moment, she would fly higher and higher, until she was far enough above the town that she could cast one of her more potent spells. It required a little time but with the brown haired boy not yet in sight, she began to chant, a mass of purple coloured magical energy beginning to form. It was a spell that was not made to control the minds or souls of its victims. No, it was for pure desolation and as the mass grew and grew, a smile crossed Medeia’s features. She would wipe out every living being in this town in one large attack. Perhaps then she would be satisfied and perhaps then, the Fairy Tail guild master would learn his lesson.

    (539 Words)
    (17096 TWC)


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