Post by Thrax on Nov 27, 2011 1:53:41 GMT -5
(Not a diary)
During a cold night, the psychopath named Thrax was walking, alone, in one of Neverland's graveyard, close to the town. He needed some time to think his plan all over again, the main plan of revenge against this world had changed, he had new allies and new ennemies and wasn't sure of Eris words about making him a god.
He looked at his veins, they were more visible than before, turning into black, some of his teeths were pointed into fangs, he had gained some muscular mass, the small amount of good inside him were dissapearing too, he was turning into a pure evil fiend. His thirst for power was only getting higher.
As he was looking at his body, an old woman, followed by trained warriors approached Thrax, the fragile old lady looked deeply into Thrax's eyes.
?? : ''We know who you are, and we know where you come from, your reputation preceeds you, Muerte Rojo.
Thrax turned back at the old lady, he was impatient to put an end to her miserable life.
Thrax : And what have you heard of me, may I ask?
The old woman grabbed Thrax's black coat and said with a firm voice
?? : ''You're not only a murderer, you're a curse, a poison, a VIRUS to the entire world, everywhere you pass, you turn hope into dispair, courage into fear, life into death... existence into apocalypse, you MUST be destroyed!
The warriors were all around Thrax, wanting to attack him from all the sides.
Thrax crossed his arms over his chest.
Thrax : Reputation is worth something in the man's world, here it's just some damn fairytales to scare childrens. You've been stupid, stupid and foolish to have come this close to me. Even with the lowest intelect, you'd know you wouldn't survive this meeting.
?? : You underestimate the strength of everyone you put your eyes on, we will take you down, tonight!
The eight warriors, swords and shield in hands were in a fighting stance, just waiting for Thrax to move before striking.
Thrax : I won't be the one to fall tonight, you'll be.
?? : Even If so, more will rise from my ashes, will fight until their last breath to destroy you.
At the speed of light, Thrax had grabbed the old woman by the neck and was chocking her, her feets were far from the ground.
Thrax : They will fall too!
By the time the warriors started their attack, Thrax had launched the lady very high in the air, and used flames from his both hands to burn her to dust. None of the swords managed to touch him, he evaded every strike from the warriors. His larger finger/claw started glowing in an intense red color, was larger too, one by one, he killed his opponments, using the claw to cut body parts like a knife into paper, he killed them in a violent and vicious way to leave a message to every Neverlander having the idea of defying him.
Thrax understood he didn't needed to control everything around him, he just needed to be what he was born to be, the most powerful tool of destruction of all time.
The only thing that mattered now was gaining more power, ALWAYS more power, whatever the price to pay.
During a cold night, the psychopath named Thrax was walking, alone, in one of Neverland's graveyard, close to the town. He needed some time to think his plan all over again, the main plan of revenge against this world had changed, he had new allies and new ennemies and wasn't sure of Eris words about making him a god.
He looked at his veins, they were more visible than before, turning into black, some of his teeths were pointed into fangs, he had gained some muscular mass, the small amount of good inside him were dissapearing too, he was turning into a pure evil fiend. His thirst for power was only getting higher.
As he was looking at his body, an old woman, followed by trained warriors approached Thrax, the fragile old lady looked deeply into Thrax's eyes.
?? : ''We know who you are, and we know where you come from, your reputation preceeds you, Muerte Rojo.
Thrax turned back at the old lady, he was impatient to put an end to her miserable life.
Thrax : And what have you heard of me, may I ask?
The old woman grabbed Thrax's black coat and said with a firm voice
?? : ''You're not only a murderer, you're a curse, a poison, a VIRUS to the entire world, everywhere you pass, you turn hope into dispair, courage into fear, life into death... existence into apocalypse, you MUST be destroyed!
The warriors were all around Thrax, wanting to attack him from all the sides.
Thrax crossed his arms over his chest.
Thrax : Reputation is worth something in the man's world, here it's just some damn fairytales to scare childrens. You've been stupid, stupid and foolish to have come this close to me. Even with the lowest intelect, you'd know you wouldn't survive this meeting.
?? : You underestimate the strength of everyone you put your eyes on, we will take you down, tonight!
The eight warriors, swords and shield in hands were in a fighting stance, just waiting for Thrax to move before striking.
Thrax : I won't be the one to fall tonight, you'll be.
?? : Even If so, more will rise from my ashes, will fight until their last breath to destroy you.
At the speed of light, Thrax had grabbed the old woman by the neck and was chocking her, her feets were far from the ground.
Thrax : They will fall too!
By the time the warriors started their attack, Thrax had launched the lady very high in the air, and used flames from his both hands to burn her to dust. None of the swords managed to touch him, he evaded every strike from the warriors. His larger finger/claw started glowing in an intense red color, was larger too, one by one, he killed his opponments, using the claw to cut body parts like a knife into paper, he killed them in a violent and vicious way to leave a message to every Neverlander having the idea of defying him.
Thrax understood he didn't needed to control everything around him, he just needed to be what he was born to be, the most powerful tool of destruction of all time.
The only thing that mattered now was gaining more power, ALWAYS more power, whatever the price to pay.
