Gor's Character Sheet

[God Of Rage]

There's my character sheet.

Name: God Of Rage/Gor
Race: Half Demon
Class: Elite Havocist
History: godofrage.proboards38.com/index.cgi?board=sigillumdiaboli



Stats:

Hp: 820/820
Mp: 749
Move: 3.9
Jump: 6
Evade: 100/100
Wep att: 832
Def: 683
Mag. Pwr: 719
Speed: 300/300
Range Att: 532
Crafting: lvl 300 exp 51163378
Smithing: lvl 300 exp 51163378
Fletching: lvl 300 exp 51163378



Armor: Maximillian of GOM
Weapon1: Sigillum Diaboli
Weapon2: The Funeralist
Helm: Hanya Helm of GOM
Other: Medicinal Bracers

Here's My Full History You don't have to read it but you can if you wish.




=========Warning==========

Please be advised that this story has some violence and ocassional bad language. You may read it but don't say I didn't tell you.







Sigillum Diaboli: Intro

God of Rage a half demon sought an ultimate weapon. He ventured across all lands to obtain it. This weapon was said to give absurd potency, velocity, and power. It was called the Sigillum Diaboli(Seg-Gill-Um Die-A-Bow-Li). At the moment he only had the Funeralist a less significant version of the Sigillum Diaboli. For you see the Sigillum Diaboli was Gor’s father’s, God Of Mayhem, sword. Gor(Gore) came into possession of the Funeralist when his father passed on. Gor’s mother gave it to Gor when he left to seek out his father’s killer. The Funeralist had vast power. Slay. Resurrect. And turn into any other weapons. Alike or unalike. The Funeralist was yet only a small knife compared to Sigillum Diaboli. Gor would use the Funeralist to bring back his father but this was impossible because he was disintegrated in a fiery conflagration. Gor did not wish to possess the Sigillum Diaboli just to resurrect his father but to avenge his father’s shameful death for he was killed by a powerful demon named Cavoco(Ka-Vow-Ko). Gor needed the Sigillum Diaboli to be capable of destroying Cavoco. So now he sets off onto his journey…<br>
It was late one evening sitting by the fire watching the flames lick up the dried blood upon his blade. For he just recently slain a demon sent by Cavoco. As Gor was reflecting on the last battle he sensed someone was watching him. Between the trees it lurked. Gor sped towards its location, swung his sword onto its left side. Wounded, it crawled a few feet away from where Gor stood. It was another half demon like him.

“ Why were you watching me?” Gor asked.

“I was sent here to murder you but obviously you have wounded me in the process.” He struggled to say as he attended his wound.

“Who sent you?” Gor growled.

“Cavoco,” he said. “ Now finish me like a noble half demon would”, he said as he coughed up another pool of blood.

“No, I will not.” “You may be some use to me, now follow.” Gor said.

The half demon did knowing he’d be killed for failing Cavoco. He never really wished to kill Gor but Cavoco forced him to. This half demon that followed Gor was named Chester Is God but most called him Cig. Cavoco held Cig’s sister Kitt Katt 0; a furious half cat half demon, hostage and Cavoco swore that Kitt would perish if Cig didn’t do as he wished. Cig sensed that Gor was different and could help him free Kitt from the clutches of Cavoco. Cig told Gor of his troubles and requested of him to free Kitt. Gor agreed for he also despised Cavoco. Gor packed up and set off with Cig into the star lit night….


Sigillum Diaboli: The First Sign (ch.1)

Gor and Cig continued through the dark ominous trees. Both ricocheting off the trunks and branches of ancient oak trees. Suddenly Gor stopped. A scent. A scent of a slaughter. Of this unnoticeable scent Gor and Cig increased their pace. The two half demons halted their grueling speed when they emerged from the trees. They gazed upon a maroon mist of blood and innerards.

“This was Cavoco’s doing.”, said Cig “I can smell it.”<br>
Lighthearted was Cig and convinced Gor to help him cremate the remains. Wanting to pursue Cavoco Gor protested but reluctantly agreed. As they were searching the mass grave Cig came across a survivor. It was a young elf. She wore a gold pendant with Her name “Haze”(Hay-Zzz) etched into it. It was the last few minutes of her life. Cig kneeled down to her. There was a broken arrow in her chest. Stained Black (elves blood is black).

Haze faced Cig and muttered “ Save him.”<br>
Cig looked up to a looming Figure standing over him with a raised scythe. As Cig closed his eyes ready to experience death. Gor transformed the Funeralist into a javelin and drove it into the Elf’s right shoulder. He staggered back in pain and removed the Funeralist from him, then threw it to the ground. Cig slashed him with his claws but the elf was too quick even with his injuries. Cig did manage to tear off a necklace of his. He looked at it in the palm of his hand. It was gold and etched in it was his name as well like the girl’s. It read “Dead Echo.”(Deh-ed Ek-O) These elves were related.

“Dead Echo slayed this village but why?” said Cig.

“He’s possessed”, replied Gor. “With the Sigillum Diaboli transformed into a dagger impaled into his spine.

It was the Sigillum Diaboli and its immerse power controlled Echo and convinced him to slay his village.

“Enough talk”, said Echo and swung his scythe at Cig.

Cig avoided his attack and his Suiji(Sue-G) staff upon Echo’s head. Battered was Echo, but he got up and refused to die.

Haze cried “He is my brother, do not kill him.”<br>
Gor and Cig both realized that Cavoco had found the Sigillum Diaboli and was using innocent lives and the sword against them. Echo whipped his scythe around and slashed Cig across the face. Blood strew about Echo’s deadly weapon. Echo charged after Gor about to slice him in half but Gor moved just fast enough to have his cloak torn. Now Gor ran up the scythe buried into the ground and ripped out the Sigillum Diaboli from Echo’s back. Echo fell to the ground no longer influence by that elusive sword. The Sigillum Diaboli, still being under control by Cavoco burned Gor’s hand forcing him to drop it. Soon as it hit the dry earth it evaporated into thin air.

“So close”, said Gor.

Gor looked over to Cig, he was helping Echo limp over to his dying sister and left him to see his sister’s last waking moments. Minutes later Echo quietly walked over to Gor and Cig and nodded. Haze was dead.

Filled with all feelings one could describe Dead Echo gave out a deafening cry. “Cavoco promised me wealth but now all I have is death to my village and my sister.” “I wish to join you in your journey.”<br>
So Echo joined the team they all Cavoco so they all got along.

“Damn him to hell”, Gor said as they set off for another day.

They headed west where the strongest sense of the Sigillum Diaboli could be felt....

Sigillum Diaboli: Humans Arrive (ch.2)

They came upon river and hard-pressed their way through it. They have come a long way but this was yet an indivisible fraction of their perilous journey. The trio was midway through a rock-strewn valley when Gor caught a glimpse of a shadow upon a cliff. It knew it had been spotted and swiftly withdrew from the edge.

“I see it too,” said Echo.

Suddenly a crudely made arrow sped unswervingly for Cig. Easily he deflected it with his Suiji. Cig bounded up the cliff and sliced through the shrubbery. Revealing a teenage human wielding a Vengra longbow. Gor and Echo soon followed Cig and arrived to meet Cig and the boy in a stand off.

“Who are you and do you want?” Cig bellowed.

“Evad (E-Vaa-D) is my name and I seek the Funeralist.” “My aim is off though, from this accursed arm of mine.” He declared.

Gor looked at his arm it was in a load of bloody bandages.

“This pitiful human is no threat to us and it’s best to be on our way,” said Echo.

Agreeing Gor said, “Let’s move out.”<br>
They put their weapons to rest and started heading out. Just as they did so Evad raised his bow and flung a withered arrow at Gor. Gor sensed he was being attacked and avoided the missile but not to have a piece of his ear torn off in the assault. Enraged Gor whipped around and chopped through Evad’s Vengra bow. The splintered wood shot to the ground. Still not able to let go of his anger Gor, with one hand, took the human by the throat and started to asphyxiate him.

“He is nothing but a worthless human let him go,” growled Echo.

“I suppose so,” said Gor as threw Evad against the ground and slid to the very edge of that cliff.

Once again they began to leave when Evad wailed, “I require your assistance.” “I know your grandiose sword can heal others.”<br>
“Who told you so?” said Gor.

“My younger brother, Basak (Baa-sock) a few months back axiom you heal someone with it.” “He is very sick now,” said Evad. “I am an Alchemist and an Archer.” Evad explained as he used alchemy to fix his Vengra. “My alchemy is not strong enough to heal him.” “ So I thought use your sword to heal him.”<br>
“Unfortunately that is impossible, my sword does not heal only resurrect.” Said Gor. “But there is a sword that can.” “I am in search of a sword called the Sigillum Diaboli.”<br>
“My brother knows of where that sword resides he saw a old man bartering with a mysterious drifter by the name of Cavoco.” yelled Evad.

“We must travel to your city,” exclaimed Cig.

Evad led the way and when they arrived they saw Basak hanging from a gargoyle’s fang from the bell tower in a terrifying show. Dripping wet a Crimson river onto the bell. The bell rang a bloody ring stirring the pools of deep, red liquid beneath it and sound waves from the gruesome bell shifted the dense red fog. Cig glanced to a nearby roof and saw the last of Cavoco’s Minions leaving the stained hellhole.

“Resurrect him please,” said Evad.

“I cannot,” replied Gor.

“Why not?” exclaimed Evad.

“If I was to resurrect him he’d go back to his sick suffering self and painfully await a second death,” explained Gor.

“Then I must go with you to slay his killer and become a more advanced alchemist and archer,” Evad said.

“Then I welcome you for we have also been victims of Cavoco’s wrath,” responded Gor.

The now larger group started to head away from the blood stained center and in the direction of Cavoco’s minions.

As they were walking Evad said, “Why do you seek the Sigillum Diaboli?”<br>
“I require its power to slay Cavoco ever since he burned my father alive” Gor explained.

“I will aid you with my skills anyway possible,” responded Evad.

While they all continued in silence Gor thought....."I expect great things from this human he is different from the rest.” “They are not normally this strong.”<br>
A few hours later Cig said “This is enough distance for today.”<br>
“Yes let’s rest, I’ll get a fire going,” responded Echo in agreement.

As they all sat by the blaze Echo was polishing his scythe. Gor sat alone forecasting the next day’s course. Cig was refitting his gauntlets while humming a sad tune and Evad was mouthing a silent prayer in honor of his brother. One by one each warrior fell into a dark slumber. What awaited them tomorrow was yet to be uncloaked.


Sigillum Diaboli: Cavoco Appears

Cig was first to awake that morning. He got up scraping the sleep from his eyes. He staggered over, still filled with sleep, to the rest shaking them awake. When all were up, lethargic and sore, they gathered their things. As they left Evad controlled the early morning dew upon the fire smothering it. Gor looked to the west and then the south. They took the southern route a rigid, rocky and a most distasteful course but Gor felt a strong presence of the Sigillum Diaboli there. The team climbed the rocky terrain. Gor and Cig bounded their way up. Echo used his speed to ricochet between crevasses of the mountain. Evad took some tree branches and transformed them into ice picks. Once the two half demons, elf, and human found an old, dilapidated path they were looking for they followed it. Twisting through the many mountains the path did. High wooden bridges between a few gorges, most rotted out from decades of heavy use. Around high noon they came to a degenerated arch that connected two weathered cliffs.

Echo volunteered to go first, as an elf he was, he was the lightest. As he traversed across, about midway, the arch could not take the weight of even an average elf and began to descend into the dark gullet of the mountain. Quick thinking was Evad he tore a piece of his cloak, turned it into a long rope and tied it to his dissolute arrow. He shot the medieval weaponry across the massive arroyo and nailed a dying birch in the heart of its trunk. Echo quickly grabbed the rope as he sped down into sure bereavement and sustained his way athwart. Soon they were all across using Evad’s rope. Worn out was Echo from this incident they all decided to take a small breather. After a while Gor stood up and the rest followed.

Along the conduit Gor spotted a small community and they all began to direct their attention to it. It appeared to be under attack. All of them hastily ran towards it. When they arrived they saw Cavoco’s Minions marauding the whole municipality. It was a Half Elf town. (Half elf, half demon) Woman, children, and men alike all attempted to defend themselves but superior were Cavoco’s soldiers demon they were. Demons were the master race and ruled most of Novayne (The land in which this story takes place). They all watched the havoc Cavoco was bringing to this world and each combatant tightened their grasp on their bludgeon as each half elf perished.

When an elder half elf’s lance was broken and was about to be slain Gor sprinted behind the demon. Leapt and pierced it through the back of the décolletage and out the mouth, then cleaved the Funeralist through the zenith of the demon’s head. The demon dropped to the dirt still pumping blood through the neck like a fountain. Echo was backing up Gor and ripped a hefty fissure into an attacking demon’s face.

During this Cig was supporting a colossal steeple of a church that was falling on a crowd of half elves while Evad rescued them beneath it. Cig finally dropped the steeple with a vociferous crash. Evad brought the sufferers to secure ledge but distracted in doing so and was knocked unconscious by a spell of spikes thrown from Cavoco himself. Cavoco laughed manically and set a nearby home ablaze.

Cavoco next sent a wave of energy at Gor but he easily absorbed it into the Funeralist and within seconds disappeared within the lustrous metal. Ticked off was Cavoco to have his assail so easily absorbed. He levitated a few wooden rafters and launched them at Gor. Gor jumped out of the way effortlessly because of seeing this move in previous battles.

Unfortunately Cig had not and while decapitating his 30th demon of Cavoco’s he was pinned against a large boulder still conscious to hear Cavoco’s words “I knew you would fail and now your sister and you shall have your life taken from you.”<br>
Gor saw that half of his team had been immobilized. He looked to where Echo was standing and saw that he had been knocked out by toxic fumes that Cavoco’s demons released when slain that affected all elves and half elves. Gor now charged towards Cavoco, leapt high into the heavens and raised the Funeralist high above his head. Cavoco foresaw this attack ages ago and had been chanting an elemental spell using the power of the Sigillum Diaboli.

He beckoned a monstrous lightening whip and disheveled it around Gor’s sword. Cavoco next ripped the Funeralist from Gor’s claws and buried it deep within himself. Now vulnerable Gor had no other alternative but to turn into his full demon form. Stronger was he then but if he resided in his demon form for too long he could kill himself in the process for it slowly ate away at his chance to turn back into a half demon. If he became a demon permanently he'd be a servant to Cavoco.

Cig saw this pinned against the rock hoping that Gor hadn’t forgot what could happen. Cig kept watching Gor fight but Cavoco was too powerful. The battle was endless and Gor eventually became weaker and weaker. Taking a few almost fatal blows occasionally. Cig knew that Gor was dying…

Sigillum Diaboli: New Found Power (ch.4)
Another blow was dealt to Gor’s already bloody and bruised side. Cavoco launched Gor through multiple homes with the inexorable force of the Sigillum Diaboli. Pummeled into the soil was Gor; he heaved chunks of rock and wood off himself. Barely able to move Gor rose up and glared at Cavoco. Cavoco gave a death-giving grin back at Gor. This resented Gor until his eyes turned over pallid. He charged at full speed, claws open, and fangs wide, this was the last and final assault. As Gor was sprinting Cavoco unhurriedly unsheathed the Sigillum Diaboli and pointed it right at the closing half demon. Gor was now at close range for Cavoco to strike, He leaned back and hurled the sword like a projectile at Gor. Not able to contrive the sword impaled Gor right in the abdomen. Blood rained down from the sky in a velvet downpour. Gor plunged to the ground and endeavored to fight the grip of Cavoco was having on him.

“Every second you resist you become more my slave,” laughed Cavoco. “As you become my minion you are welcomed to observe me devour your friends.”<br>
Cavoco first took seized Echo and slid down his fiery hole of a mouth. Cavoco grew even more power as he consumed each of Gor’s comrades. The demon took his time and moved over to Evad. He met the identical doom as Echo. Gor watched in revulsion as Cavoco reached over to Cig. Still awake was Cig and thrashed violently as Cavoco took hold of him. Cig pierced Cavoco’s eye with a small stiletto he concealed beneath his belt. Cavoco was irate with Cig’s insubordination and bowled him into the rocky wall and ground him into it. Gor had seen enough and crawled to his feet, traumatized was Cavoco this mere trivial being rises to exchange blows with him. Cavoco bolted over to Gor using Dead Echo’s and tore the Sigillum Diaboli from Gor. He then sliced a gaping wound across Gor’s back. To make certain Gor would never get up once more he gave him an infinite stabbing wounds in a vast region of Gor’s body.

As Cavoco was doing so he mantraed, “I’m not a cutter, I’m a stabber, the holes along your body?, that will be your little crimson ladder.”<br>
Cavoco was now laughing frenziedly for Gor was now his but Cavoco did not perceive what Gor had been reciting during the whole battle.

Feel the cold upon your face,
Feel the hate within this place,
Feel the bonds that hold you down,
Feel the evils that watch you drown.

Feel the belief you invested in this,
Feel the things lost that you'll miss,
Feel the anger you place inside,
Feel the sanity run and hide.

Feel the faith die within this hole,
Feel the people burn in flesh and soul,
Feel the iron that gashes the skin,
Feel the dark race you cannot win.

Feel the power you stored away,
Feel the light fading every day,
Feel the fire that burns you now,
Feel the control you cannot allow.

Feel the beginning of your end,
Feel the wounds that will never mend,
Feel the demons that you have met,
Feel the bitter, Black Sunset!!!!

As Gor said these last two words the evening sunset turned pitch black and a dark beam arose from it. The beam blew a subterranean opening through Cavoco tearing him into countless guts and organs but his soul still remained and disappeared into the distance along with the Sigillum Diaboli. Drained of energy Gor dropped into the charred earth covered in Cavoco’s body. He had been stopped but for how long? He still held the Sigillum Diaboli and without doubt will use its powers to regain his strength. Echo and Evad emerged from the smoldering crater where Cavoco once stood. Evad went over to Cig and helped him to his feet and Echo did the same to Gor. Gor awoke numerous days later still sore from the battle. Half elves delimited him showed gratitude and offered many gifts. Gor refused and soon fell to exhaustion once more. Cig decided that Gor was unable to continue the journey for a few more days and left in search of his sister with Evad. He knew he had to hurry because Cavoco knew of his betrayal and would not take long to sacrifice Kitt. Echo thought it was best to stay and look after Gor and aid him in his recovery. In the meantime he assisted the half elves rebuild their demolished village. So Cig and Evad left to save Kitt and now had their chance to make their way…..


Sigillum Diaboli: Cannibalistic Beings

Evad followed Cig through the tall, opaque, desiccated grass. Sporadically they had gone astray and Evad used his alchemic powers to unearth his way through. Evad transformed a fragment of dirt into a surge of airstreams clearing a elongated course for Cig and him to trail out of the perplexing grassland they have gotten themselves into. Finally they came to a quagmire region and began to walk through a concrete wall of miasma. A few hours later while Cig was wrenching his leg from a substantial millpond of dark sludge a wave of flames struck Cig unswervingly in the torso. Tossing him yards from where he just stood. A half human arose from the now charcoal highlighted cattails. Evad pulled Cig up from the swampy disarray and fortified him from an additional hellfire harassment from the half human, with his own blizzard canceling out the alchemy.

“Confer me the half demon,” cried the half human. “Capitulate now and you will not suffer.”<br>
“What business do you have with me,” shouted back Cig.

“Well foremost allocate me to introduce myself, my name is Mestine,” replied he. “ I require a half demon like yourself and wielder of the Suiji Staff to be the final sacrifice for my village’s immortal life.” “There are only twelve beings that have mastered that staff and you are the last one.”<br>
“Then you’ll have to take down Evad and I,” said Cig but as he said this thousands of half human materialized behind the fog and so the half human slaughter commenced. Mestine led the attack by torching the whole surface of Cig’s side. Cig countered this by landing a number of hits all over Mestine’s body but Mestine soon put an end to this by discharging Cig away with an orb of shadowy energy. Evad fastened down dozens of half humans into acidic pools of the marsh with the Vengra. He watched them writhe and beg for mercy as their flesh was singed off their frame and eyes were melted from their sockets. Cig was occupied with Mestine, the alpha of the group; he had an abundance of fire alchemy. Mestine eventually had created the whole mire into an inferno leaving no place for Cig and Evad to run. The half scorched bodies that were drowned by Evad rose from the toxic waters pulling the two combatants downward into the murky deep. They awoke chained to a wall in a distant village. Half human guards escorted Cig to the sacrificial ceremony a erected the twelve to be dammed creatures in front of the roaring crowd of half humans. Each creature was meant to be tortured by each high priest from the twelve villages that were now brought to a single city. Cig was last to be tortured, since last captured. Evad was to be boiled alive for the deranged half humans feast after the killing. The first was sacrificed; the first village’s high priest cut out the creature’s stomach enclosed his head in it. This burnt the flesh off its face and suffocated him with the organ. The next was burnt alive by pouring melted iron upon its body as she squealed in agony they next stabbed a long pipe of metal into her spine, slowly tearing it from the body as the corpse imploded itself from the failing support. A sword in each eye impaled the third sacrifice and had its flesh torn off by the cannibalistic half humans. They were insane craving immortal life they lost all sense of civility. As they went down the line sacrificing each wielder of the sacred Suiji bow a tall slender figure watched from the rooftops. It was Poog. Cig’s older brother. The high priest finally reached Cig and held a sword to peel the skin off of Cig’s body. When he rose the sword Poog lunged down from the building and slashed the priest amongst the face. He staggered back bewildered of what occurred. Poog unbound Cig so he was able to defend himself and ripped his staff from the guard’s hands. At once the half humans lunged forward at the two brothers. Millions there were and at once Poog and Cig knew this was a pointless fight.

“Run,” said Poog and so they ran.

“We must rescue Evad,” Cig said as they ran from the closely pursuing Cannibals.

Cig and Poog turned down a damp corridor to where Evad was being held. They bolted into the cell and embraced the door. Cig released Evad from his place. The half humans were now ramming the cell door. Poog could no hold them off forever.

“We must find an escape route,” said Evad.

Poog picked up the chains that once held Evad down and wrapped it around the thick bars that were in the small window of the door. The three escapees tugged on the chain all at once ripping the door from its hinges. The three rode the door for a few feet over the heads of the deranged creatures and began to run once more. Suddenly an advanced half human jumped upon Poog he struggled but wasn’t able to keep up with Evad and Cig and was eventually overcome by the millions of half humans. As Poog went down he refused to be devoured and lit a highly explosive bomb killing a great deal of half humans. Distracted were the cannibals by the major bloodshed and began to feast. Evad and Cig were now safe but at the death of Cig’s brother Poog….

[God Of Rage]

Sigillum Diaboli: Kitt’s Rescue (ch.6)

Cig and Evad continued unrelentingly along their volatile path.

While they were on foot Cig thought, “Why had the half humans gone cannibalistic?” “The only elucidation could be there is an unstable DNA arrangement when elves and humans interbreed.” “This is a new plague and most be congested, but there are more imperative matters at hand.” “My sister Kitt must not be put to bereavement.”

Evad stared at Cig while he thought and said, “I have identified what you are thinking and we must make great alacrity.” “Cavoco will not vacillate to kill Kitt.”

As this was said the two warriors elevated their pace. Every time Evad placed his foot down he felt the grass become shorter until there was nonentity but a desiccated cracking soil. Almost immediately the earth turned to sand and they were now in an inhospitable desolate tract that was stripped of all life. Sandstorms were familiar; Cig and Evad were blanketed in burning sand. The air stream whisked the sand at Cig and Evad as they faltered through a subterranean swell of abscond ground. Cig and Evad were cut and blood-spattered from the jagged sand that pierced their skin. When Cig was coiffuring another pound of sand from his shoulder he was launched in the infertile sky by none other than Cavoco. There he was hiding. Picking the right moment to pull off this move and he succeeded in his sneak attack. Cig stepped up, mildly wounded, from the callous sand and unwrapped his staff from its protective cloth. Evad took out the Vengra bow for there was little to work with in terms of alchemy. Cavoco had full-fledged himself by growing immensely in power since their last encounter and towered over the two rebellious soldiers.

He scoffed and growled, “You were auspicious to incapacitate me for a while but this occasion you do not have your valued friend Gor to aid you.”<br>
“Huh, I wouldn’t count on it, for I have grown stronger as well,” replied Cig. “Where is Kitt?”<br>
“Your sister is just fine with me and once I have fatally wounded you I will allow you to observe her demise,” Cavoco said.

Cavoco just sneered back at Cig knowing that Cig was oblivious to what had happened just a few minutes earlier. Evad grew weary of waiting and hooked a projectile upon his filament and aimed directly for Cavoco’s head. The arrow unwaveringly struck Cavoco in the facade and brought him to the ground. He easily relieved the pain caused from the crevasse in his skull with the Sigillum. It was now Cavoco’s turn to act and he mutated the mystic sword into a tedious flail. Vacillating the barbed weapon above his head, he swung it at Cig. Cig was not expecting the abrupt assault and barely managed to obstruct the strike. Cavoco did not wait for Cig to prepare for another blow and extended the flail twice its length. Now an extremely far ranged and still lethal rushed at Cig and Evad. They both were chafed in the chest and were knocked to the coarse attrition. Evad slid across the earth and as he was pulled out barrage of arrows. He pulled back the Vengra until it was at an obtuse angle and released the arrows toward the fiend. Deep velvet colored blood siphoned out of its mighty organs as each arrow tore apart its flesh. Cavoco’s throat released a mighty roar as his body collapsed to the desert ground. Thinking this battle had been won Evad turned to Cig who was still sprawled upon the desert floor. Something seemed strange when Evad approached Cig instead of red blood that was expected to be leaking from his body it was emerald. He had been poisoned from the Sigillum Diaboli from Cavoco’s first attack. Evad knew that Cig was no longer in capable to fight Cavoco any longer and that he would not be able to battle Cavoco unaccompanied. Evad had nowhere to escape to so summoned up all of his strength and gripped his bow taut. Cavoco was prepared to fight once more now that the half demon was filled to the brim with toxins. The demon looked upon Evad with malice and hatred. It charged after him, with the thorn-covered flail, and pummeled Evad into the golden sand. Yet after having his muscle ripped from his whole side he still arose from the parched landscape. This surprised Cavoco greatly for a mere human the lowest form of creatures still dared to challenge him.

“So you still wish to die in the most excruciating way possible?” Cavoco laughed. “Then so be it.”<br>
Evad threw Cig’s dagger at Cavoco that he had pulled from his companion’s belt. Cavoco easily deflected it back at Evad, which buried itself deep within his shoulder. He struggled with the overwhelming pain but held steady and summoned a power he never had discovered before. The Summit Rain.

“Summit Rain!” yelled Evad as looming clouds rained flaming arrows upon Cavoco.

Cavoco hollered while being struck with an infinite number of arrows, “This day will not be forgiven and Cig’s sister will perish for it.”<br>
Cavoco disappeared into the sky and nothing remained of him but his hostage, Kitt. Kitt ran towards Cig to observe his wounds. Evad carried Cig back to the village in which Gor and Echo were residing. Gor greeted Evad when he emerged from the shrubbery. The half elf citizens were masters of white magic and without hesitation healed Cig with their strongest of potions. Hours later the half elf potion had revived Cig to his normal state and he awoke from his bed. Cig told the others he was ready to continue with the journey and they headed away from the rebuilt village with a new member Kitt.


Sigillum Diaboli: Unsuitable Guardian part 1

Kitt was somnolent from the inexorable day’s saunter and wafted onto the grass.

“Get off your ass,” said Gor as Kitt unhurriedly pulled herself up. “We haven’t made much progress since last week.”<br>
“There is no progress to be made and we haven’t the slightest initiative of where Cavoco secretes,” interrupted Echo.

“I suppose you are correct we will settle here for the night,” replied Gor.

Kitt slept deeply as the rest conversed over the last day’s events. At daybreak they left the encampment and traveled through the densest of a forests, the Tyhran (Tie-h-raan).

The five trekkers came upon a brisk flinty creek, which eroded away the dirt that had embed itself on their skin from only a few weeks of itineranting.

Turning the rivulet to a murky full russet color and they soon let it crumble the filth from their quest-trampled bodies. Gor sat by the torrent, after sluicing up, in taking fetid tasting lembas bread.

He perceived a sound in the expanse; a demon was approaching. The Funeralist was unsheathed from the hilt bound to Gor’s back. Foliage shook from their branches and shingles (pebbles) rumbled on the earth as gargantuan demon approached. Evad fell from the tree that he was resting in as the demon continued its lumbering rampage through the forest where the warriors had stopped to respite.

Echo and Cig gathered their weapons that lay on the riverbank. Kitt stood by Cig’s side vacillating from a predicted catastrophe.

Sigillum Diaboli: Unsuitable Guardian part 2

The demon tore the mighty oaks from their bearings. It approached with vast magnitude and reeked of rotting corpses.

“This demon was not sent by Cavoco,” Gor said.

Not wanting to engage in any conservation the demon inoculated rapid discs of chaste energy at the disorientated fighters. Cig countered by severing through one of the demon’s many tentacles. It quickly regenerated its lost appendage and swung it towards Kitt. She was beat with great velocity and thrown to the base of a fractured oak. Cig was distracted from the blow that was dealt to sister and likewise was buried into the loam. To terminate the two indignant members the demon conjured a beam of energy and released it speeding for Cig and Kitt. Echo ran to where they lay and drew a powerful barricade between him and the enclosing ray. He struggled with the awe-inspiring force of the demon. This is when Gor came to assist and eradicated the demon from the face of Novayne with the blasphemous Black Sunset. Gor had mastered this technique and could summon it with only two words ‘Black Sunset.’ Kitt was knocked out cold and Evad attempted to revive her but he was yet too unproven as an alchemist to fully awake her.

“Let’s remove ourselves from this forest, more demons called Yinkais (Yinn-Kie) lurk here,” Gor yelled.

All five warriors bolted from an incinerated Yinkai flesh clearing and weaved in-between the trees.

“This place is too dangerous for Kitt,” said Gor as Cig placed his cherry stained sister upon his back.

Gor was hacking tunnels through the massive Yinkais when the King Yinkai captured Cig, Evad, and Kitt.

“I devour all of you for trespassing across my forest uninvited,” the King Yinkai roared.

“Why must you be detestable?”, asked Gor.

“I shall answer that question,” replied someone from behind the Yinkai. “I am Mudkip and I have tainted these demons minds” “They now belong to me,” he smirked.

“These demons once were so peaceful why have you done such a horrid thing?”, cried Kitt.

“Well because I feel the need to do whatever the hell I want!”, Mudkip laughed.

“Damm you, I’ll teach you to attack us!”, Gor yelled as he surprised Mudkip with his speed.

Mudkip was about to be slaughtered but he used his beast controlling skills to attack Gor with the Yinkai King. It swathed its long slick tentacle around Gor’s leg, flipped him into the air, and staked his body to the ground. Mudkip laughed in Gor’s failed attempt to assassinate him. The Yinkai King took his three hostages and painfully engrossed them into his body. Echo next took his scythe and perforated a deep hole into where his three friends disappeared into the demons changeable skin. The previously made gash mysteriously healed with a blink of an eye.

“Yinkais can regenerate their body parts there is no way we can defeat them,” responded Gor to Echo’s offensive move.

The King Yinkai growled as it slammed its multiple limbs to the ground making the two surviving combatants unstable. Many other Yinkai’s soon mimicked the King’s original attack and battered Gor and Echo until they were to the brink of death. As the final blow was to be struck by the Yinkai King himself, a black figure brought forth a small fleet of resistant Yinkai’s and ripped Gor’s companions from the dark body of the King Yinkai. The King squealed in pain as it was brought down to its weakest state and was exterminated by Gor and his sword The Funeralist. Mudkip began to flee from the scene once knowing he couldn’t defend himself now that the Yinkais were no longer under his spell. Gor quickly caught up to him. He grabbed Mudkip by his toes, stabbed a ten inch needle through each of them, peeled the flesh from his puny muscles, and urinated on the his exposed organs. It burned like acid and he cursed at Gor in his final moments. This was not the end of his torture though for Gor was still infuriated and crushed in Mudkip’s skull with a single clench of his fist. Gor now stripped him of his clothing and pierced his little pecker, to a lonely tree in the center of the forest, with Cig’s serrated knife he had dropped earlier. Mudkip hung from his manhood in great humiliation and was left there to decompose. Gor and the rest turned to the figure that had saved them. He introduced himself as Tackoe (ta-co)(yeah I changed his name because it was a little strange so sue me if you wish) he was a true beast tamer. Tackoe explained how the little devil Mudkip had stolen his power and how he had cursed his family for seven generations. Gor offered for him to follow on their perilous journey but he declined for he wished to stay within the forest to become an unstoppable Yinkai master. He wished them farewell and planned on meeting with them once more. Cig pulled Gor off to the side after leaving the hazardous forest to talk.

“We must find a suitable place for my sister to reside this journey has already left scars upon her body,” Cig said. “You have seen all of today’s battle and I cannot protect her.”<br>
“This is a concern of yours?”, replied Gor.

“She is still but a child,” said Cig. “She needs not a life of death and violence.” “ It is imperitive that we find her a new family.”<br>
“There is no rush now the battle is won and that will be tommorow’s task,” Gor said.

They settled down for the night as Cig gazed towards Kitt’s scarred and starlit face.


Sigillum Diaboli: DNA Arrangement

Cig awoke before daybreak and hastily packed his gear.

“What’s with the rush?”, asked Echo.

“I will return by nightfall,” said Cig. “I’m seeking an passable home for Kitt.”<br>
He left with out a moment to spare with Kitt in hand. Cig tugged on his sister’s arm as they ran down the undulation (slope). The two were headed for the head master’s castle of a well-respected elf village. An experienced sagacious (sage) was said to reside there. Cig and Kitt were an estimated a distance of a mile, they noticed that the normally small village seemed awfully crowded. Smell of blood and death tainted the morning sun as they entered the mobbed plaza. Half humans greeted them and reached for Cig and Kitt’s flesh. A half human was torn vertically from the orifice (mouth) to the top of the skull by Cig’s bow when one gripped its ruby hands around Kitt’s arm. The many other cannibals stared as the maimed face of the sullied half human as it fell into the dusty road. The moan from the fallen savage echoed off the buildings and rung for an infinite amount of time in Cig’s ears. Thousands of bloody, disassembling, and decomposing figures lurched forward simultaneously with extreme hunger on their face.
“Let’s fly,” said Cig.

They chased Cig and Kitt through the village. Occasionally Cig was able to slay a few half humans as they went around the corner. They hid in a small shack as the herds of cannibal rushed pass the door, bending the emaciated wooden beams.

“Having trouble?”, said a voice from the opposite end of the room.

“Stay back!”, yelled Cig to his sister as he placed his Suiji Staff in front of himself.

“There is no reason to fear me,” “I am nickymcnick,” said he.

“Nick?” “The Sage?”, Cig declared.

“The very one,” he said as Cig lowered his guard.

“I need you take my sister, Kitt,” Cig requested.

“Come forth young one you have been summoned,” Nick said gravely. The epidemic is spreading!”<br>
“But what can I do?”, Kitt answered back.

“Why you are my new apprentice!”, “It’s time for you to make your way!”, nick said.

Kitt and Master Nick began to study and analyze the DNA structure of the cannibals and why they have succumbed to this treacherous and horrifying fate. Cig left his sister in the dangers of the city, but knew that Nick would not let her demise against the half humans. For now she was left to study.


Sigillum Diaboli: Dead Echo’s Secret
The sun shone brighter for Cig now. He seemed unburdened by sister’s protection now that she was with Nick. He slayed his enemies as he always had. Gor and his companions had come a long way but still unknowingly were far off from completing their quest.

“There’s a storm coming,” said Gor as the others climbed to a rocky ledge behind him.

The air turned brutally sharp and punishing. Plants turned from a lush green to a lifeless gray. Winds went from a light breeze to a vicious cyclone of terror. Gor and his friends turned around an eroded path that led to the top of the cool peak. He looked back to see if all of his comrades were present but Echo was not.

“Where has Echo gone to?,” asked Gor.

“He was right behind me,” responded Evad.

“The visibility has decreased.” “We must find him quickly,” Gor yelled over the roaring winds.

They retraced their tracks again and again but there was no sign of Echo.

“We can’t keep looking!” “We must find shelter!,” Evad said but was silenced over the mountains cry.

Echo appeared above his friends standing on the edge of a ravine.

“Why have you gone missing?,” Cig asked Echo as he glared at him.

Echo did not acknowledge that Cig had even spoken to him. Echo’s eyes transformed to a cloudy white as he leapt at his friends with a gleaming scythe.

“What the Fuck?!?!…..Are you doing?,” screamed Gor at Echo’s blood spattered face.

Cig was lying in a red pile of snow, leg detached. Echo just stared blankly at Gor as though he did nothing of the sort. He licked Cig’s blood off the stained blade then swung for Gor’s head. The scythe burrowed into the cliff releasing a spray of mountain dust. Evad shot an arrow pulled from his quiver at Echo’s turned back. He deflected it with the broad part of his blade. The funeralist severed Echo’s arm from his shoulder as Gor swung his sword in a crescent shaped arc into the air. His arm flew through the air and sunk into the blood-saturated snow. He clutched where his limb had once been and growled. Picking up his dripping scythe with his only arm he traversed to nearby ledge.

“Why are you doing this?,” yelled Gor.

“I can answer that question,” said a familiar voice.

Cavoco rose up behind Echo.
“Or maybe my long lost servant might be willing to.”<br>
“You mean he was with you the whole time?,” asked Cig leaning against a frozen tree.

“Oh yes from the very day his mind was poisoned from the Sigillum Diaboli,” answered Cavoco. “And now he wants you all dead!”<br>
When Cavoco said this Echo leapt once again at the tree. Evad and Gor both moved out of range of Echo’s weapon. Cig was still against the frozen tree bleeding to death when the elf tore a deep gash into Cig’s failing heart. The half demon’s vital organ burst crimson like a breaking dam soaking the elf to the bone. When Evad saw this he broad sided Echo with another drawn arrow. Echo ripped the hooked arrow that was attached to some tough muscle tissue and crushed the missile into the palm of his hand. He turned toward his so thought friends and grinned.

“He’s being powered by Cavoco.” “There’s only one way to escape this place,” said Gor.

He summoned the Black Sunset upon the mountain side which kicked up a wall of snow and boulders shielding them from Cavoco and Echo as they made their escape. It had been a dark day for they. Cig had been killed and Echo had betrayed Evad and Gor. Gor sulked as he climbed from the mountain and thought how this could be…

[God Of Rage]

Sigillum Diaboli: The Cloaked Void



“What are those fools doing,?” exclaimed the figure.

“Why must you know,?” replied Nick.

“The Cloaked Void must know.” “So stop stalling and tell me everything I need to know,” C.V. yelled.

C.V. is a bounty hunter. He slays his victims with a halberd, a deadly and difficult weapon to master. C.V. had destroyed the lab in which Kitt and Nick work in; they were always attempting to solve the cannibalistic problem in the West. C.V. held the crooked blade of his halberd to Nick’s pale throat.

“Release the location of the one called Gor from your lips,” C.V. remarked, “Or fall into a pool of bereavement on the floor.”<br>
Kitt crept from the corner of the lab with a broken flask gripped tightly in her hand. She stepped over to C.V. and Nick. C.V. turned around with his red, demon eyes and glared at Kitt. Her Spine collapsed from the icy chill C.V.’s stare gave her.

“Are you frightened,?” said C.V., “Because I can see it in the depths of your soul.”<br>
Overcoming her fear of this demon Kitt raised the broken glass, with two hands, above her head and pierced the eye of C.V. Streams of crimson ruptured from the retina leaving a spray of raspberry colored solution onto Kitt’s whitened face. C.V. lurched back in a raucous riot of pain.

“Curse you,” Cloaked Void roared, “Retched girl!”<br>
C.V. burst through the roof as splinters of wood spontaneously combusted in the air around C.V.’s spread wings. He flew high into the sky and dived toward the demolished building. As Nick and Kitt made their escape Nick revealed a small vial from his cloak, threw it at Kitt and his feet, and vanished from the area.

“Damn they escaped,” grumbled C.V. “I find this God Of Rage myself and see why my contractor wishes for him to die.”<br>
C.V. soared into the direction of the mountains where Gor was last spotted….


Sigillum Diaboli: Fight Between The Enemies


“Come on it’s not much further,” said Gor as Evad leaped to the floating islet atop of the impassioned pools of igneous rock torrentially spouting from the volcano.

The reverberating volcano shook the ground as a wave of flames grazed Gor’s side as he stepped from the ledge of the maw of the torrid volcano. Creeks of magma birthed around Evad’s feet when secure footing had once been.

“Hurry,!” shouted Gor to Evad as a second assault of the volcano forced a fountain of magma around their ankles; flesh had been singed off entirely revealing a thick layer of red muscle on Evad’s feet.

He had very limited protection for his flesh was not as enduring as the half demon Gor. Lava was churning and erupting into an illustration of havoc and disobedience in the air. The two sprinted down the slopes of nature’s fury. Unexpectedly Gor stopped in his tracks. Then followed Evad; slamming into the back of his companion.

“Why the halt,?” asked Evad.

Soon he knew why they had ceased running. A dark figure was looming in the sky with wings of terror that shaded the ground killing all life beneath him. He folded his massive wings in preparation for a dive. The figure pummeled Gor into the steaming earth and launched Evad into a charred tree. The flying demon landed and grasped Gor by the throat, tightening his grip every time Gor wheezed in another gulp of the precious element his body needed so badly to survive.

Struggling Gor said, “What is the meaning of this?”

“Now you die,” the figure rasped, “Remember this name The Cloaked….Void!”<br>
C.V. punctured five holes into Gor esophagus with his strong fingers. Gor dropped to the ground in a daze. Blinded with rage Evad harnessed the power of the volcano and launched a gigantic stream of volcanic emission at C.V. He then shot an arrow for each hole in Gor’s neck into the chest of C.V. but C.V. just laughed as the arrows combusted and disappeared into his body. Evad was slung to the rocky wall and decapitated with C.V.’s halberd. A red fountain spewed from the human’s neck as the headless body fell into nearby molten river.

Gor rose from the dirt with a bloody streak down his chest but was quickly returned to the ground by being backhanded by C.V. With out warning Cavoco appeared from a nearby cliff and dropped down next to C.V.

“Get the hell away from him,!” Cavoco screeched, “His life is mine to kill.”<br>
“Leave us, I will finished the job,” demanded C.V.

As C.V. uttered this last word Cavoco swung the Sigillum at C.V. Luckily for C.V. he was a master at the art of speed a ducked beneath the attack and slashed Cavoco in stomach with his blade. A shower of blood colored the earth but this was just a minor cut to Cavoco. He countered with a series a lightning attacks as C.V. departed from the ground and into the atmosphere. C.V. dodged them with ease.

“Give this up you cannot win.” “You are already wounded 3 minutes into battle,” scoffed C.V.

“This is nothing,” replied Cavoco.

As Cavoco expected C.V. dove to ram him off the ledge and into a gullet of fire but as C.V. was within throwing distance Cavoco whipped a large boulder at C.V. crippling his flying ability. Now that Cavoco thought he had the upper hand C.V. moved in for his last strike. A dark orb of energy formed around his hand and he interleaved his hand into Cavoco’s unguarded chest. C.V. pulled his hand from Cavoco and along with it the demon’s very soul. C.V. devoured it as the soulless demon dropped to the ground like all of C.V.’s victims had before. He smacked his lips in delight from this meal was a large one.

Sinisterly C.V. chuckled, “Now that I am finished with that foolish Cavoco I can take what is mine.”<br>
C.V. turned to where Gor had fallen but to his surprise he was gone.

“Damnit,!” shouted C.V. as he trudged along in search of the wanted…


Sigillum Diaboli: Chemical Mishap (ch.13)


Gor had traveled over 150 miles to escape C.V. and volcanic dangers. He was lost in sea of corn stalks. The dry, brittle leaves opened Gor’s flesh as he ran through the narrow columns of corn. This field of produce was a sign of civilization. A place to rest and hide. Gor decided to find Nick and Kitt to revive his much-needed friend, Evad. Gor held Evad’s bow, The Vengra, in his hands.

“Nick and Kitt are due north,” said Evad’s voice.

Gor looked around for Evad but saw no sign of him.

“In your hands stupid,” chuckled Evad.

The Vengra is speaking!

“I bound my soul to my weapon before I was killed,” Evad talked heartily, “You know alchemy is not just for times of battle.”<br>
Astounded Gor leapt backwards nearly toppling over and rock.

“I’ll get you fixed up,” Gor said peering through the leaves of many stalks of corn.

They traveled an incredible amount of distance in one day. For they were eager to seek revenge of The Cloaked Void. By nightfall Evad and Gor reached the razed lab of Nick and Kitt.

“C.V. must have attacked them,” Gor muttered, “He must have needed information.”<br>
“Where are they now,?” Evad asked.

“Hopefully somewhere safe,” replied Gor, “I see no signs of bloo—<br>
Gor stopped speaking as he stepped in what he feared might be Kitt or Nicks blood.

“Damnit he’ll pay for this treachery,” said Gor.

They two devastated heroes walked to their last hope, Tackoe the Yinkai master. Maybe he could help them ward off this mysterious Cloaked Void. After another week of trekking through precarious climates and landscapes they came to the forest in which Tackoe was said to reside and train beside the powerful Yinkai’s.

They stepped into the edge of the dark, green world. Gor was walking with The Vengra on his back and The Funeralist in hand for any attack that may come his way when the trees began to become restless. Mighty oaks bashed their thick branches into the ground. One hit from these trees meant a sure death. Willows thrashed wildly as their whip like branches sliced Gor’s face brutally. The trees created an earthquake. Lifting their roots from the ground creating showers dirt that rained upon Gor. The dirt was erupting into the canopy of the woods and made it exceptionally intricate for Gor to find his way to Tackoe.

Eventually after much exertion he managed to find the small hut in which Tackoe slept. Tackoe flung the door wide open when he laid eyes upon Gor for it had been over 6 months since they had last talked.

“I need your help,” requested Gor.

“Where are your comrades,?” asked Tackoe.

“Right here,!” replied Evad.

“What the ---,?” answered Tackoe, “Where are the others?”<br>
“Dead,” said Gor with great sorrow.

“I see,” Tackoe replied with great sympathy.

“What are you in need of,?” asked Nick.

Nick emerged from the mall hut. Followed by Kitt.

“I thought you were…,” Gor stammered.

“Dead,?” Nick finished Gor’s sentence, “No but by the looks of the lab it may have looked that way.”<br>
Nick saw the state Evad was in and quickly brewed up a potion. They all thought they were in secret of where they were from C.V. but the flying demon had been waiting high in a tree for a few hours now. When Nick was about to pour the potion onto The Vengra C.V. plummeted from the tree branches and sliced the bottle in half. Fortunately for Evad the potion spilled on to him and he was returned to normal. Unfortunately for Gor the potion spilled on him as well.

This potion was designed only for humans and had a disastrous effect on half demons and demons. Gor turned into a void just like C.V. who could not die and could feel no touch. Gor was so angry he bolted from the ground and jumped up to C.V. He attempted behead C.V. but C.V. was remarkably fast and avoided Gor completely. Gor was about to attack once more when C.V. pulled out the Sigillum Diaboli from his cloak and summoned the legendary Black Sunset. Gor lay in great pain across the ground as he wondered how it was possible for C.V. to summon his most powerful attack….

Sigillum Diaboli: Half Demon Surprise

C.V. scarred the entire forest with myriad Black Sunset attacks. The Yinkai profuse woods had been abridged to a scorching depression. C.V. stepped over a large smoldering Yinkai cadaver as he revealed two halberds to Gor. This arose a quandary for Gor he did no longer know which weapon would call upon the Black Sunset. Gor came face to face with his adversary for the only thing he feared now was losing his essence he knew no pain nor clemency for any life. As Gor clutched The Funeralist in his hands he began to question his quest for the Sigillum Diaboli. There was no longer a reason to obtain it. He now began to realize that the sword he no longer required needed to be ruined.

“This ends now,!” yelled Gor, “Hand over the Sigillum and there will no longer be any conflict.”<br>
“You have lingered for too long on the surface on Novayne,” replied C.V. menacingly.

The battle was ready to instigate. Sweat carved a path down the side of Gor’s face as the two rivals defiantly stared at each other. As if it was timed both warriors clashed. Blades gyrated riotously in all directions creating showers of sparks for both opponents were by the same token matched. Gor was struggling before long after the battle erupted in life. He took recurring blows to the head and side from C.V.’s blindingly swift halberds. Gor was to end with too exhausted to continue.

“You are losing energy when I am gaining it foolish half demon; there is no way you are able to prevail,!” said C.V., “Now, lower your sword.”<br>
Gor slowly lowered the Funeralist to the scalded lawn and then as C.V. began to grin Gor pierced The Funeralist into C.V.’s kneecap. C.V. staggered backwards in unbearable, tormenting ache and heaved Gor to the ground. C.V. pulled Gor’s reddened sword from his leg and commenced devouring Gor’s soul. Gor fought as a frail, sallow like mirage appeared from Gor’s body and with much defiance continued to be stolen from him.

“Prepare for you damnation young one,” C.V. told Gor. C.V.’s gullet open as his lifeless body watched the soul being torn from him. Veiled in the black smoke a faint figure appeared in the distance. All activity froze as it drew near. It was Cig or as it seemed to be.

“Do not interfere stranger,” demanded C.V.

Cig persistently kept advancing towards C.V. as C.V. returned Gor’s soul to its original state.

“Be gone,” said Cig as the Suiji staff was pulled from out of thin air. Cig was full with energy like a new soldier entering a battle. Cig burrowed the staff into the ground before him.

“Pass me,” he told C.V.

C.V. growled and charged at Cig with great velocity. Cig just remained still as C.V. did not become aware that he was running towards a translucent obstruction. C.V. smashed into the barrier and fought his way through. When it had overpowered him it initiated melting his flesh. He lurched back and dropped the Sigillum Diaboli. Gor hurriedly grabbed the legendary sword as C.V. took to the skies and was not to return for a great deal of time.

“Cig you have warded of the demon,” cried Kitt.

“Cig?” “I am not Cig,” he explained, “I am his clone.” “I have no name.”<br>
“Well we will have to give you one, won’t we,?” replied Gor. “And since Cig has fallen you may continue his honor by making his name worthy of future ears,” Gor said.

Nick and Kitt returned to their cabin and Tackoe was determined to replant the forest. Gor and Evad left the area; Gor with Sigillum and The Funeralist in hand. They expected Cig to follow but he did not.

“Why don’t you join us,?” asked Evad.

“I do not wish to fight, I wish to stay with my clone’s sister, Kitt,” answered Cig

“Then join her she will be forever happy of this decision,” Gor said.

They left after watching Cig join Kitt and looked forward to their next journey…..


Sigillum Diaboli: Outskirts Of Minwan

The Sigillum Diaboli glimmered in the moonlight as Gor unsheathed the grand sword and raised it into the cool breeze. He felt inconsequential and not creditable to wield it.

Gor asked himself numerous times “Shall I destroy it?”<br>
Gor was so bemused on what was right. Eventually he came to a resolution to wait a while longer before its feasible destruction.

“What is our next course, Gor,?” asked Evad, “The cannibals westward or possibly the up rise of Cavoco’s minions?”<br>
“Yes, I have heard news of them appointing a new leader or leaders,” Gor said.

The next morning as the dew began to fade from the overgrowing grass the two warriors set out to confront Cavoco’s army in the Hanath (Hey-nith) Hills on the uncharted island of Minwan (Minn-waan) northeastern from where they stood. Gor and Evad left the farmer’s house in which they paid 155 ichtrat (ick-Trr-at)(currency) to reside at for the night. Winter was approaching. Summer had converted to fall. The vivacious leaves were frosting over as snowflakes sparingly floated from the sky. Evad wrapped his cloak tightly around his body along with Gor. In the northern parts of Novayne the winter came promptly and ruthlessly.

They soon crossed solid lakes as their bare feet scratched the icy surface. Rastin (Rae-ss-tin) were heading southward to the swamps. After many weeks of traveling frostbitten and faces stinging from the extreme weather they came to Aspantra (Az-pan-trr-a) Port. They found the city half buried in ice but what really astonished Gor was that no one was there. Searching saloons, cabins, stores and temples they found no one but consistently saw abnormal wolf prints. So far they had only searched the outskirts of Aspantra Port. By the time they reached the center of the city people were closing up shops preparing for something but what? Gor rushed to a small store where a young woman was hastily closing the windows.

“What is occurring,?” asked Gor.

“Leave and save yourself the wolves approach,!” she yelled. She quickly moved towards Gor and pushed him outside to close the door but it was too late. Dark gray wolves bolted into the room. They were the size of large bears with jaws like a shark’s. A wolf then pounced onto the woman.

“Madeline,!” an old woman screamed.

Gor reacted quickly and pummeled the enraged animal with his fist. It slammed into the corner of the room and let out a painful howl. Two more wolves entered the room but Evad made short work of them by transmutating some spilt whiskey into a large shield. Evad rammed the wolves out of the building and slammed the door shut.

Things settled down for now as Madeline said, “Thank you very much.” “Why do you venture to this frozen wasteland?”<br>
“We are seeking for the new leader of Cavoco’s army of demons,” answered Gor.

“You mean leaders?” Madeline said.

Gor looked at her puzzled.

“There are three leaders: Banaetrai (bon-nay-tray) the wolf demon who has sicked the whole town with these wolves.” “Dijiyioi (Did-G-Yi-O) who is second in command controller of the elementals.” “Vonyoth (Von-yaath) the master of all demons and brother of Cavoco,” Madeline finished explaining.

Gor decided that they should wait a while before facing these powerful demon kings.

They began to leave when Madeline said, “Wait, you cannot leave the city with these wolves running about.” “You need to drive them away.”<br>
“That I can do,” Gor replied.

Evad was psyched for some demon slaying since he was still angered by the name Cavoco or anyone working for him. Gor and Evad toured the city but strangely saw no sign of wolves until they rounded the corner. Seven tall wolves standing on their hind legs approached the two slayers. The wolves rushed after them leaving a trail of saliva. Gor pushed two of the wolves’ offensive back with his two swords. Evad side stepped a bigger one and imploded it with alchemy. The moonlight added a glossy touch to the crimson streaked ice.

Soon after Gor and Evad had put the last wolf to death the whole pack arrived following the smell of blood. The wolves feasted off the full moon growing in strength every second. The entire pack charged simultaneously. As the wolves got closer Gor revolved around in a cyclone of blades protecting Evad as he picked off each of the wolves one by one with the drawn Vengra.

By dawn all that remained of the pack was a few limping wolves escaping in the distance. Gor and Evad revisited the store where Madeline was in hiding.

“Thank you for your great deed.” “Banaetrai’s wolves shall no longer plague Aspantra Port,” exclaimed Madeline. “Is there anything I can do to repay you?”<br>
“Actually yes,” Gor asked, “Do you know the Hanath Hills on Minwan Island?”<br>
“You wish to go there,?” Madeline said surprisingly, “That’s the demon stronghold.”<br>
“Correct and do you mind showing us they way,?” replied Gor.

Madeline gathered a few things for the expedition and walked from the town with Evad and Gor….


Sigillum Diaboli: Gullet Of Love


Things couldn’t be worse for Madeline, Gor and Evad. For they had been seized by Banaetrai himself. He wished to punish them for trespassing and the killing of his wolves. The wolf king came to decision of torturing the three travelers. Gor being nothing but soul was left to linger in a prison cell for all eternity. Evad was to be whipped to the brink of death then drowned in a burning lake. Madeline fate was to be sent to Banaetrai’s chamber to be abused and taken advantage of until old age. Deep within the cells of the Castle of Banaetrai Gor could hear the screams of Evad being tortured on the shores of the lake. The waters burnt violently from the oil poured atop the lake. Evad was strolled out into the middle of the waters. Guards placed a burlap sack around his head and tied it with long rope and bound his hands and feet together.

Evad was about to be forced under the surface of the lake when Madeline screamed, “Spare him Banaetrai and I’ll join you in marriage!”<br>
“Halt the killing,” ordered Banaetrai. “Put him in the cell with the other.”<br>
Evad was forced into the cell with Gor as Madeline was taken with Banaetrai. After midnight Gor awoke Evad and formulated an escape plan. Gor had noticed earlier that the cell across from his had two loose hinges on the gated door. If they could tie the rope, they acquired from Evad during his attempted execution around the door then rip it from it’s bearings and trap the guard between it and the wall they could force him to hand over the key to the lock. Gor worked under the cover of darkness and after much effort he managed to hook the rope around the door. They waited silently for the night patrol to arrive when they did Gor and Evad sprung their trap on the guards. Trap the guards had no way of protecting themselves so Gor and Evad beat them senseless from the cell until they handed over the key.

Free from their prison Gor and Evad headed up a long staircase and continued skyward after they smashed in the wall to the room in which their weapons were being held. Gor with his weapon now returned hacked through the passage thick with wolves and demon alike. They finished carving a tunnel through the blood, flesh and bone Gor set foot atop the stairs into Banaetrai’s royal chamber. Gor wiped the liquid maroon blanket from his eyes and saw Madeline struggling to stay away from the wolf king who was attempting to steal her virginity. This angered Gor and Evad, especially Evad for he did not tolerate Banaetrai’s intentions. The wolf king abruptly arose from the bed in total fury.

“How dare you disturb us,!” Banaetrai roared, “I’ll make sure that you do not leave his room alive half demon and you pathetic human!”<br>
The moon shone brightly throughout the room filling the wolf king mad with power. He opened his right inch claws and laughed.

“I will enjoy taking meaningless life,” Banaetrai laughed once more.

Banaetrai attacked Gor and Evad. Gor’s blades pressed against Banaetrai’s sword like claws as he attempted to push the massive demon back but he was too strong and smashed Gor through the floor and down twenty-four flights. While Gor had distracted the wolf king in the newly created depression of the castle tower Evad was pulling Madeline who had fainted in mid battle to safety. Unfortunately Banaetrai was quick trap Gor under a piece of the flooring of the castle and returned from the gaping pit in the center of the room. Banaetrai caught sight of Evad and Madeline and advanced toward Evad and gripped him tightly in his claws. Before he could fully grasp the human Evad shot an arrow at the demon’s heart only to have it bounce right off Banaetrai and fall to the ground. The wolf king’s armored flesh had become too tough to piece for even the strongest of arrows.

Evad had no other choice than to slide down the demon’s gullet and shoot the demon’s heart from the inside; Banaetrai swallowed Evad easily. Madeline cried violently as the wolf king turned towards her. Suddenly the demon collapsed to the ground clutching his chest. Banaetrai came crashing down to the floor as Gor had finally appeared from the deep hole in the floor. Madeline fell into Gor’s arms sobbing.

“He did that all for me?!?!” “If he were still alive I could tell him how I felt about him from the day he arrived at my home,” Madeline sobbed even harder.

As Gor and Madeline took their first step down the unstable, spiraling staircase Evad ruptured from Banaetrai’s chest cavity reeking of wolf organs. Madeline rushed towards him not even regarding his terrible stench.

“Thank you so much please promise me you won’t ever leave me,” she asked.“I love you Evad!”<br>
I promise,” Evad replied….

[God Of Rage]

Sigillum Diaboli: The Proposition (ch.17)


Gor left Aspantra Port at dawn, leaving his loyal friend Evad to spend the rest of his life with Madeline to the end of time, weary from the battle with the wolf king Banaetrai. Gor set his path south to the old Yinkai forest to aid Nick, Kitt, and Cig in their mission to stop the cannibal epidemic. All was well when Gor arrived into the destroyed Yinkai forest. Tackoe had already begun replanting multiple trees and taking care of the few that survived. The last couple dozen Yinkai roamed the black landscape in search of the now scarce amount of food. Gor eventually came to a partially rebuilt hut and newly constructed lab. Gor entered to see his three friends closely hovering over hundreds of vials of bubbling solutions.

“We have made progress,” exclaimed Nick. “With this solution,” he explained, “We can temporarily reverse the effects of the DNA bonding between humans and elves have.”<br>
Gor then told of his travels and Evad’s new chosen path Tackoe burst through the doorway.

“The Yinkai have vanished,!” Tackoe shouted.

“We will help you search for them.” “There is no reason to worry,” Cig said comforting Tackoe.

They followed Gor as he tracked down the missing Yinkai to large, lonely red wood. They passed around the west side of the trunk only to see C.V. devouring the last Yinkai soul. C.V. laughed triumphantly as he hurled an empty Yinkai carcass on top of at least a dozen others.

“You’ve killed all the Yinkai you bastard,!” yelled Tackoe.

“And you to join them,” C.V. said as he ripped Tackoe of his soul.

C.V. sauntered over to Gor's side.

“Kind of pathetic of me having to devour souls to keep myself from ceasing to exist in this world,” C.V. said lightly, “Soon being just a void will take its toll on you as well, Gor.” “I have come to make a proposition with you since no longer can my contractor pay for your death for he was met his fate with those cannibals.”<br>
“A proposition,?” questioned Gor.

“Yes one that shall have its benefits for you and me,” answered C.V. “I wish to have a body once more and I know that you long for yours as well Gor.” “I see that you have a piece of the Minwan stone.”<br>
Gor pulled a stone from his pocket; he had stolen it from Banaetrai when he was thrown down through the floors.

“That is one third of the stone if we can retrieve the other two thirds of the stone from Dijiyioi and Vonyoth we both will have our bodies returned.”<br>
“Why don’t you just get the stones,?” asked Gor.

“Ha!” “Don’t you think I have already tried that,?” C.V. scoffed, “These demons are even more powerful than Cavoco their death cannot be achieved by one being.” “I am surprised that you were even able to obtain one of the stones Gor.” “I have come to realize that you are a formidable opponent and rather battle endlessly I ask you this.” “I wish to join you for I see you have lost companions along the way and your other friends are destined to stay here.”<br>
“Accepted,” Gor said seriously, “But how can you reassure me that you will not betray me?”<br>
“I can give you nothing but my word,” replied C.V.

Once again Gor set northward but this time with a past enemy…


Sigillum Diaboli: Aspantra Port Once More (chapter 18.)


Gor felt the Minwan Stone that he cradled in a velvet pouch hidden deep within his robes. The northern Novayne winters had now fully covered the dead Yinkai forest. Gor saw this as a warning to the dangers ahead, C.V. caught flight above Gor so Gor was forced to walk alone as C.V. plotted their course ahead of them. Soon the winds became too violent for C.V. to glide above the frozen plains.

They came to a large bay Gor had come across during his earlier travels. Since then the glassy surface had shifted to tall, serrated, broken blocks soaring thirty to forty feet in the air. Gor and C.V. jumped from each moving blocks of ice, rising and sinking with every step. As Gor leaped to another icy pillar the frozen stature wavered in the wind. Gor attempted to keep his balance but when a strong gust wind rushed past him the block of frozen fluid could no longer hold its bearings. It tilted sideways and crashed to the ground creating a fountain of chilled water. Once the tower of ice had fallen C.V. spotted Gor had been thrown to the bay’s surface in a bloody pool.

The Minwan stone had given Gor the ability to bleed and feel pain. C.V. took Gor’s stone in order to ease some of the pain but the damage had already been done. C.V. lifted Gor’s partially returned, unconscious and continued walking through the bay that had transformed into a tall mountain.

After Days of C.V.’s grueling pace Gor was finally able to walk on his own. Gor staggered along with C.V. in the blizzard-pained land; dripping blood that froze during its descent and shattered silently to the ground as the relentless winds hollered an angry song in his ears.

Over the horizon a few dozen creatures could be seen as C.V. and Gor stopped in their tracks. They were cannibalistic dragons being ridden by the cannibals. They were protecting the upper ridge of the bay and refused to let Gor or C.V. pass. Gor was in no condition for battle so C.V. took the liberty of massacring the half humans. They proved no match for him when in small numbers.

C.V. returned to Gor who had now reached a critical state; C.V. was afraid of losing him. C.V. made great haste for now the winds temporarily died down. He finally crossed the great bay with Gor on his back.

It soon came relevant that his energy had started to wear down. Eventually they reached Aspantra Port when night was at its darkest. The city had been completely frozen over. The citizens of Aspantra were used to this and spent the winter shut in their homes below the ice. C.V. looked in all directions there was nowhere to shelter themselves from the harsh conditions and were forced to sleep unshielded in the cold landscape...


Sigillum Diaboli: Dijiyioi’s Realm part1 (ch.19)

Gor awoke in a warm room. He jumped suddenly from the confusion on where he was. He looked to his right and saw C.V. scraping the sleep from his eyes next to a roaring fireplace. Dijiyioi appeared in front of the two confused warriors.

“Your wounds are healed young ones,” Dijiyioi said.

“Where have you taken us?” demanded Gor, “And why are you helping us?”<br>
“I assist thee and thou accuse me of such foul intentions?” “Bah!” “I should have left you both in the tundra.” “Leave my home at once!” Dijiyioi hollered.

“You have something I want,” said Gor.

“Oh this?” replied Dijiyioi as she pulled the precious second stone off a nearby shelf. “I know why you seek this.” “I know because I suffer the same problem as you two do.” “I am sure you already know that I am not willing to hand over the Minwan stone so lightly.” “You shall only achieve worthiness of my stone when you have proved yourself in my realm, “ Dijiyioi said and vanished instantly from the room.

As suddenly as she vanished the floor began to separate revealing a large coliseum. The arena was well used and corpses of fallen combatants were thrown or dragged to the surrounding walls. Gor and C.V. looked around the gigantic stadium as waterfalls of light rained down from holes in the rotted out mansion ceiling. On the opposite side of the fair room some form of a large cat appeared. It was a linet (lye-net) a large panther capable of controlling the elemental power of thunder and lightning.

Dijiyioi’s voice echoed in the arena, “This a linet a rare species of panther from the adjacent continent of Hallowin (hall-o-win).” “They are a fast and aggressive animals and will tear you to shreds,” said Dijiyioi as her voice faded away.

The linet gnashed its needle like fangs as a roaring boom of thunder flashed from its mouth filling the room with a soul rattling bark. The window glass caved into the coliseum spilling across the linet’s path towards the uneasy warriors. The linet sprinted forward and within seconds it had already reach Gor and C.V. in the massive area….


Sigillum Diaboli: Dijiyioi’s Realm part2 (ch.20)

Gor and C.V. were bitten and slashed multiple times before they had an opportunity to defend themselves. Linets were agile beasts and too quick for most warriors to oppose one.

Gor pressed his two blades against the opposing linet. When Gor was preparing to force the animal back the linet roared its thunder like call launching the half demon back into the stone floor. It leapt onto Gor knocking his swords from his grip. Defenseless, the linet hacked at Gor’s body relentlessly. C.V. rushed to his fallen friend and attacked the ferocious beast.

The linet saw C.V. with his halberds and as the blow was about to reach the creature it clawed its way up the shaft of C.V.’s weapon and colored C.V.’s face crimson.

C.V. was temporarily blinded and fell to the floor in angst. He searched for his halberds through the bloody world his vision ventured in. C.V. scrambled on the floor as Gor hacked off the leg of the linet as it attempted to clamp down onto C.V. unguarded throat.

The linet limped still at an incredible rate but slow enough for Gor to decapitate the fiend. The linet exploded with a massive surge of thunder and filled the room with a tsunami of lightning. Sparks flew everywhere disturbing the granite blocks from their holdings in the wall.

C.V. stood up from the ground and as he did a heavy stone door opened on the adjacent wall using an ancient pulley system. Revealing another elemental creature to engage in battle with C.V. and Gor…<br>


Sigillum Diaboli: Dijiyioi’s Realm part3 (ch.21)

The new beast lumbered on in.

Dijiyioi’s voice echoed once more, “This is a Nar. King of the southern swamps of Novayne.” “Its toxicity is fatal.”<br>
The monster towered on in nearly touching the ceiling of the room. Swamp tar was left behind every time it moved. The acid in the tar burned the floor’s tiles and the Nar’s breath choked Gor and C.V. as the searched for some clean air. The Nar swung its pendulum like arms; blasting Gor aside; smashing him into the wall bound to it by a thick viscosity of sludge. C.V. cut Gor from the wall before another swampy arm punished him. Gor and C.V. attempted to chop through the massive Nar but its viscosity was too much for their blades. It forced them back dousing them in sludge. C.V. finally had enough of this obstruction and revealed his real power, the Chaos Magnum; he summoned it fusing his halberds together. The energy was so overwhelming it blew half the coliseum away. The Nar was gone.

Dijiyioi’s voice saturated the mansion once more, “You may have defeated the Linet and the Nar but this last minion of mine will leave you….well…you’ll find out.”<br>
The last creature of Dijiyioi’s soared down from the battered roof. It was a Phoenix a powerful fire bird. Its wings crackled with vicious flames that starved the room of air with each flap. It landed in the middle of the room and gave out a high-pitched screech.

“Now burn their souls!” yelled Dijiyioi from a high balcony.

The Phoenix flew forward gripping C.V. in its deadly claws squeezing the breath out of him. The bird then launched C.V. towards a rusty standard. C.V.’s blood followed the end of the spike of the standard as it pierced his chest. C.V. yelled in extreme pain and as the Minwan stone fell from his hand C.V. was rendered unconscious. With Gor’s only comrade fighting death Gor summoned the unstoppable Black Sunset and destroyed the Phoenix.

“Ha!” “Even that bird couldn’t take the heat of my Black Sunset,” smirked Gor.

Angered, Dijiyioi teleported down to the arena. She beat Gor senseless and to the brink of death. Dijiyioi clasped her long nails around Gor’s neck to kill him. One thing she did not take into account that Gor was a soul and could nor die by force. Gor escaped from her grasp and conjured the Black Sunset from the Sigillum Diaboli.

Dijiyioi’s figure spread across the room leaving only a smoking pile of ashes on the floor. Gor sifted through the remains and felt the Minwan Stone amongst it.

Gor rushed to C.V. and lifted his two swords.

He stabbed his blades through C.V. in the abdomen and said, “I do not wish to see you suffer poor C.V.”<br>
C.V. hurled the last mouthful of blood to the floor and he standard broke from the wall sending C.V. crashing to the ground.

C.V. rose from the dirt in his normal state as only the cloaked void/

“I do not understand,” C.V. said to Gor.

“The Sigillum Diaboli has more power than it shows physically,” replied Gor.

“I see.” “Now let us be gone of this place stated C.V.

Gor walked up the tattered stairs to the balcony where Dijiyioi once stood. They came upon a trap door, which they assumed led to Vonyoth’s hideout…<br>

[God Of Rage]

Sigillum Diaboli: Conquest Of Novayne (ch.22)

The trap door placed Gor and C.V. in an endless and winding maze. It was dark and damp and mobbed with countless disgusting creatures. They were tired but could not sleep for the mazes were filled with radon gases that leaked up through the floor. They each carried a stone and both were half way to getting their bodies they were born with back.

They spent days in the mazes but after a full week of complete confusion they saw another trap door next to a ladder. Gor and C.V. climbed to the surface and looked around. Demon guards spotted them and immediately pinned them down and locked them in a cell.

Soon Gor and C.V. were chained together and thrown before the mighty Vonyoth.

Gor looked up from the floor at the demon king and hollered, “ It is Dead Echo!”<br>
“Silence!!!” “That name no longer has any meaning,” Vonyoth said. “That was my servant name Cavoco gave me!”<br>
“Do you have the Minwan Stone?” asked Gor.

“Yes Dijiyioi informed me of your quest for this,” Vonyoth rubbed the stone between his fingers. “But it shall not be yours.” “This stone shall give me the power to take control of Novayne.” "Also turned myself into a demon and no longer of elf kind since the elven race would stop me from any such actions." “This is, the god of war, Tarnomin’s will.”<br>
“Tarnomin (Tar-no-min)?” questioned Gor. “I know of only of one god the half demon good Turcumin (Tur-Q-Min).”<br>
“Fool there is a god for all races!” said Vonyoth. “Flastofak, the elf goddess, is the Goddess of Peace.” “For (Four), the half elf god, is the God of Neutrality.” “Urcu (Yer-coo), the human goddess, is the Goddess of Light.” “Uruflas (Yer-roo-Flass), the half human god, is the God of Plague.” “Turcumin, the half demon god as you know, is the God of Strength.” “And the best god of all Tarnomin, the demon god, the God of War.”

“Tarnomin is no god!” “He slaughtered the demon god Magt (Mog-t)!” screamed C.V.

“Maybe so but the weak do not deserve to be a god,” Vonyoth responded. “Plus he was only a god for a short time after Cavoco.”

Vonyoth turned towards C.V.

“I will give you one chance,” Vonyoth told C.V., “You may have the Minwan stone if you join us in the conquest of Novayne.” “You are skilled and much needed in the time of battle.” “I promise your friend shall not be killed just banished from this place.”<br>
“Yes, give the stone to me,” C.V. said.

C.V. rose next to Vonyoth as Vonyoth placed new demon armor on C.V. It was dark black metal ribbed with bones.

As Gor was escorted out of the hall he yelled one last thing to C.V., “Traitorous Fiend!!!!!”<br>
C.V. in response winked at Gor and that is when Gor realized this was all a trick by C.V. C.V.’s plan was to infiltrate deep within Vonyoth’s fortress.

Gor stabbed the guard in the throat that was escorting him away as C.V. punctured Vonyoth’s armor with his halberd.

“Vonyoth is wounded!” “Get the enemy!” Vonyoth’s assistant SpartanKilla roared.

Every single demon in the room rushed towards them in a raucous madness. They defend themselves as they were forced out of the room.

They escaped with the Minwan Stone and they returned bodies. Gor and C.V. returned to Nick’s lab after seven months of traveling. It was summer once more when they reached the Yinkai forest. C.V. and Gor entered Nick’s lab to find that tragedy had struck…


Sigillum Diaboli: Once Upon A Suicide (ch.23)

Cig explained to Gor and C.V. of the events that occurred while they were away. Kitt had become incurably sick. Cig had been depressed as well as Nick. Nick and Kitt entered the room with some joy to see Gor and C.V.

“The cannibals have been looming ever closer,” said Cig. “At least you both have your bodies returned.”<br>
“Yes have gotten the Minwan stone but in the process we have discovered that the demon race are prepared to launch a full scale assault on all of Novayne.” “Elves and Half Elves have already fled the continent and sailed to the continent of Hollowin.” “Humans are joining forces with half demons in attempts to stop the demons.” “But it is difficult to gather resources for war since the half humans have taken all food, water and ores,” explained Gor.

Then Nick began to speak, “Yes, the genetic meeting of the most holy creature in the world meeting with the most lowly creature in the world has had devastating effects.” “So far I have not been successful on making a cure.”<br>
Gor and his friends talked for a while when suddenly arrow streamed into the room leaving it littered with broken glass and shattered vases. Gor, C.V. and Cig rushed outside where a half human outpost had been built. A half human captain signaled for his troops to pull back their bowstrings. Then thousands of cannibals rushed towards the home. It was a matter of minutes until the Yinkai forest was over run. Cig, Nick, Kitt, Gor, and C.V. were trapped within the lab. Thousands of half humans surrounded the house. They began to hack the door down with primitive axes. The large oak door soon crashed to the ground as Gor and C.V. hacked the heads off the first couple of cannibals. They rushed into the home at an alarming rate. Pinning Gor and C.V. to the back wall grabbing at their flesh but then they slowly pushed the cannibals back out of the house. Nick escaped to the upper level and barred the door.

After Gor and C.V. had forced the vile beings from the home more burst through one of the walls. Kitt was in a predicament; she had nothing to defend herself with. Cig picked up a fire poker and fought his way through to Kitt but there were too many half humans. Kitt had no place to hide and the half humans overcame her. They viciously tore her apart.


The Yinkai forest was lost and the four survivors left that part of Novayne for the most eastern cities. They came to a large city naive to the happenings in the west and Aspantra Port. They met a young boy by the strange name of Spider Axe. He got his name from his father who was a poisonous spider catcher in people’s homes. His father passed away and Spider continued the family business. Spider welcomed the four with open hands and invited them into his home. Spider gave what little he had and fed the four. Cig was not in the mood for eating and mourned in the corner.

“Damnit!” “It was not her time,” Cig yelled loudly, “Those vile beasts need to be destroyed!” “They do not deserve life!!!” “Why couldn’t you have brought her back, Gor?” Cig said as he slammed Gor to the wall, “You could have saved her but instead you ran off!”<br>
“There was nothing that could have been done,” Gor said calmly. “I am sorry for your loss but it is time to move on,” Gor told Cig as Cig released Gor from his clutches.

Cig left the room; Gor started after him when Nick said, “Give him time, Gor, Kitt was the last of his family.”<br>
Nick, C.V., and Gor stood in the home of Spider Axe and discussed the next course of action. They just received news of the Gods arrival on the face of Novayne to fight in the battles for the supreme race. The once two problems, cannibalism and the ever-looming war amongst the gods, had merged into one big one.

“This might be the biggest challenge we will ever face,” stated Gor with weak confidence. “It is our mission fo-,” Gor said as he was cut off from a noise from outside.

Gor and his friends bolted from the house to see Cig hanging by a rope that had been tied around his neck.

“He just couldn’t take the loss,” said C.V.

That night they took Cig down and cremated his body. Gor, C.V., and Nick watched the flames eat away at the corpse as tears created a path down their faces…


Sigillum Diaboli: Under Siege (ch.24)


Gor awoke to see Nick and C.V. already cooking breakfast. Spider Axe was begging C.V. and Nick to tell him of their past adventures. C.V. was about to tell spider about his travels when the town bell sounded to prepare for war.

People outside were screaming, “Cyliss is under siege!”

Gor, C.V. and Nick sprang to their feet and gathered their armor and weapons. Gor opened the door and Spider followed.

“Stay here young one battle is not for your untainted eyes,” Gor exclaimed.

“This is my city and I want to fight for it,” Responded Spider Axe as he lifted his throwing axes from the plaque in his home.

“Learn your place,” Gor demanded.

Soldiers of the human town of Cyliss rushed to defend the wall in which enclosed the city. Gor climbed a wooden ladder to wall followed by Nick and C.V. When Gor reached the peak of the wall his eyes met the faces of a half human and demon army. Demons either scaled the walls with their claws or rained havoc on the city from the sky. The half humans constructed crude ladders to scale the stone obstruction. When they reached the top they devoured the soldiers of the city that stood no chance. Soon the half human and demon army (HHD) turned the wall into a living inferno limiting the soldiers ability to fight.

Gor, C.V. and Nick slayed many HHD warriors but it was not enough to halt the invasion. Cylissian soldiers soon retreated. Gor figured the city could not be so easily lost so Gor pulled aside a passing soldier.

“Bring me some explosive substance sent from your god,” Gor ordered.

The soldier took the order and returned quickly with the flammable material. Gor placed the barrels of explosives along the wall that had been taken control of by the HHD army. Gor searched for a source of fire. He soon spotted it for a half human carrying a torch was charging towards him. Gor flipped the body over his shoulder as he tore out the arm carrying the torch from its socket. Gor took the arm with the torch still tightly clutched in the half humans hand and set afire the trail of powder and bolted from the area. The wall exploded launching six thousand bodies into the air and landing on pikes, tridents, lances, spears, and javelins that were held firmly by the Cylissian troops. The remaining HHD army charged through the gaping hole in the city’s defense.

Gor yelled, “Charge!” And led the troops towards the advancing enemy.

Gor pierced The Funeralist and the Sigillum Diaboli into an opposing demon’s ribcage. It spit a concentrated hot stew of blood upon Gor as it fell to his feet. Another demon raced towards him and leapt at him. Gor hacked the arm off of the demon in mid air. The demon rushed pass Gor and the skilled half demon carved a hole in the back of the one armed demon. Three half humans then sprinted for Gor. Without sparing a second to think Gor took one by the neck and moved behind it. As the other two attack Gor, Gor used the half human he was strangling as a living shield. Gor then tore through his meat shield and decapitated the credulous half humans. Their poorly constructed bodies just fell to the dirt.

C.V. was fighting fiercer than ever before. He had taken to the skies and knocked off multiple half humans, that had placed themselves a top of the Cylissian houses, that were bringing down many unsuspecting soldiers with unsophisticated bows and arrows. C.V. landed on top of a building to see SpartanKilla with a massive brute hellfire bow and a thick razor sharp broad blade. Spartan pulled back the string increasing the tension with every inch. Spartan shot six arrows at once wounding C.V. in the shoulder. Strong C.V. was and snapped the arrow easily leaving the barbed head burrowed into his flesh. C.V. sped to the fore to Spartan and split Spartan’s bow into a bunch of wooden shards. The demon subordinate, SpartanKilla, then pulled out his blade and made a hostile move towards C.V. C.V.’s halberd clashed with Spartan’s broad blade. Spartan relying on pure strength began to push C.V. back to the edge of the roof. C.V. more intelligent than Spartan created a spray of sparks from Spartan’s sword setting fire to the straw laid roof. The once small sparks soon grew into a roaring blaze weakening the structure of the building. SpartanKilla with his heavy sword fell through the roof into the flaming house. The home fell to the fiery rubble and SpartanKilla was to be seen no more.

Nick used a different type of combat, using his powerful sage abilities, he annihilated many half humans. When Nick encountered a large gargoyle demon he used his most powerful attack the ‘Giga Flare’. The gargoyle demon was shrouded in the flare and burnt severely. Nick turned away from the demon. Then it emerged from the flaming wreckage of its body.

“Foolish human the gargoyle type of demons are resistant to magical attacks,” said the demon.

Nick was now at the mercy of the demon.

Meanwhile Gor and C.V. were now having trouble with the HHD army. The HHD army had lost much of its half humans when the half human god, Urflas, rose behind a few ranks of cannibals. Gor and C.V. then attacked the god but Urflas clenched the two warriors easily and threw them aside unconscious.

Nick was weak from the demons attacks and slowly sinking into casualty when SpiderAxe tossed his throwing axes at the gargoyle demon bringing it to its knees. SpiderAxe threw his many axes and spilt the demon’s inner organs across the ground. Nick stood up and rushed to where Urflas stood over C.V. and Gor. Urflas then lifted a rudimentary club to crushed C.V. and Gor into the ground. Nick awoke Gor and C.V. before Urflas’s large club smashed C.V. and Gor’s bodies to dust. The sage then chanted a few words and the club dissipated from Urflas’s grip. Urflas was now infuriated and split up into hundreds of parts and shot himself at Gor, C.V., Nick and SpiderAxe. They were pummeled with rotten flesh and bone. They were beaten and bruised repeatedly when Gor finally realized Urflas’s one flaw. When Urflas threw all parts of his body as Gor and his friends he also through his heart. Urflas re-assembled himself after every attack. The half human then launched himself at Gor once more. Gor stood up and searched the cloud of whizzing body parts coming at him at lightning speeds. Gor eventually located the piece with his heart. He split the organ in two and as Urflas re-assembled himself he clutched his chest and fell to the ground. Once the half human god’s heart had stopped beating all the half humans of all of Novayne were destroyed.

Tarnomin looked to see his ally god dead and commanded his demon army to continue fighting relentlessly. The fearsome demons massacred the Cylissian soldiers and took hold of the city by the next morning…


Sigillum Diaboli: History (ch.25)

"Why did Urcu not show to defend her race she created,?" asked Spider.

"I ask the same thing why didn't Turcumin show for my race,?" Gor responded with another question.

After a few minutes of unpleasant silence they pitched their tents Spider had provided. Gor remained awake long after his friends fell into a dark portal of dreams.

Gor was about to rest his eyes when he heard a noise next to his tent. Throwing off his horse hair blanket and parted his tent flaps Gor rushed to invesigate. His eyes fell upon Turcumin standing far above him. He was a tall and slender God covered in thousand year old scars. But that was not the first thing Gor noticed. A mechanical arm.

"This arm of yours is the most advanced thing I have ever seen," rioted Gor.

Ignoring Gor's astonishment Turcumin replied, "Many Greetings", then fixed his fair after the wind had pushed his pristine white hair into his eyes.

"Yes this is definitely Turcumin. The white hair of all half demons.", Gor whispered still frozen from Turcumin's prescence.

"I am Turcumin." "You must be...Yes I know who you are."

Gor looked at Turcumin blankly both in mind and sight. He just stared into Turcumin's pearl like eyes.

"A-A real God,?" said Gor. "From the scriptures?"

"Correct." "Not even I could predict all the God's coming to Novayne." "Novayne has erupted in war and the human God Urcu has been captured by Tarnomin." "Flastofak has fleed to Hollowin as well as For to protect their race from being annililated."

"We need more troops. You must ask Flastofak for assistance." mentioned Gor.

"Flastofak cannot be swayed to help us but For might be kind enough to lend us some troops." "If this can be done then we will have an army large enough to oppose Tarnomin's armies."

"Indeed. I suggest we leave immediately," Gor left to grab his gear.

"Halt." "This is not all the news I have come to tell you Gor."

Gor quickly turned to listen.

"You know your father was a demon don't you Gor?"

"Yes, I've known that."

"Well he was a demon God," "His real name was Omini and yours Dark Omini." "Your father was killed by Cavoco long ago as you know." "The one thing you do not know is why he was killed."

Gor listened intently. Turcumin paused and then began to speak.

"He was over thrown becuase Cavoco wanted his power to slow aging. The power all Gods pocess. "When Cavoco was killed Tarnomin took over and appointed Vonyoth as a subordinate." "You are a God, Gor." "I am nearly the keeper of your title."

Gor kept silent.

"I am your younger brother." "You have a lost past." "...and you are two thousand years of age." "I have come to tell you that I will follow you into battle atany risk." "Not only that but to warn you of the God of Gods, our father, Tetra Omini." "He has recently discovered your power and needs it to grasp hold of these lands." "He's been attemtping this from the birth of the universe but other Gods had prevented this for much time." "But now is the first war between Gods." "All he needs is one strong fighter." "He may just yet complete his million year goal." "Gor you must not fall into his trap no matter what he tells you." "Fight for what is good in these lands and vanquish our twisted grand-father."

"Thank you brother." "I'll--"

Gor was silenced by Nick's star startling screams.

"Streaming to Nick's tent Vonyoth appeared before Gor.

"You fool!" "That is not the one named Gor," shouted Tarnomin as he smacked Vonyoth across the face.

"Hit me again and your dead, " Vonyoth yelled and unsheathed a long twisted dagger. "I would have been a God if I wasn't attacked by that traitor C.V."

"Shove off!" yelled Tarnomin.

Gor took out his swords.

“Be Still!” ordered Turcumin. “Do not fight them.” “Gather your friends.” “We must flee!”

Gor awoke Spider and C.V. and they fled from the face of Novayne to the island continent of Hollowin. The group of four shorted by the loss of Nick. Soon became lost in harsh deserts and were hunted by Linets day and night. Not long after the frequent encounters of Linets the beams of light from the slain monsters alert For and his race of their presence.

“For will send transport for us soon,” said Turcumin.

Someone did come but it was not For’s half-elves. It was Tarnomin’s demons.

“Ah-ha!” “Figures that they got lost in this sweltering heat.,” grunted a most disgusting demon looking upon the quartet of sleeping warriors in midnight sand.

“Even in the night this blasted heat never lets up,” bellowed a fairly large lesser demon.

The search party of demons bound up the unsuspecting warriors with little struggle. A few demons came forward from the back of the group and doused Spider and Turcumin in chlorine and set them a blaze. They both writhed across the ground in agony as one of the demons pelted them with Turcumin’s throwing knives. Turcumin’s knives spilt across the sand covered in his and Spider’s own blood. As the flames seized Spider had stopped moving and Turcumin still screaming in pain. Gor and C.V. cursed against clothes muffling their words. Then appeared a fiendish dragon type demon and finished off Turcumin with one crushing blow of his jaws. This was the last Gor and C.V. saw of Turcumin sliding down the gullet of a dragon’s throat. Gor and C.V. were now taken hostage.

“I sense no presence of Flastofak.” “He must of taken flight to a heavenly body far from Novayne.” Thought Gor.

The demons had taken them to For’s Fortress that had been seized by Tarnomin. They were brought to Tarnomin’s throne.

“You have failed,” Tarnomin told. “For has joined my forces to save his race.” “And I will now destroy all half demon kind, Gor…Now that I will have a chance to condemn you to death.”

Tarnomin lifted himself from his throne raising a polished claymore parallel to Gor’s neck. Tarnomin swung his sword towards Gor when Gor took out the Sigillum Diaboli’s sheath and met it with Tarnomin’s extracted weapon.

“You cannot defeat me.” “My sword contains the power twice of the whole demon race,!” said Tarnomin.

“I will decide that,” Gor said as he broke through Tarnomin’s mighty weapon and the demon God was thrown back into his throne.

“Seize them!” demanded Tarnomin.

Gor and C.V. later found themselves chained to a wall and stripped of any tools of usefulness to them.

“Raise this castle to the ground,” ordered Tarnomin, “They cannot escape a collapsing building.”

Tarnomin and his troops left the area knocking the main supports down as they went. The structure began to fall. Sand shifted between the bricks and started to fill in the room. Pillars gave way and walls fell in. It was a grim future for Gor and C.V….

[God Of Rage]

Sigillum Diaboli: One Last Stance (ch.26)

Gor and C.V. pulled at their chains in panic. Large blocks of stone fell from the ceiling and crushed the floor below. The main floor soon collapsed into the under levels. Gor and C.V. were now dangling by the chains that held them prisoner. During the obliteration of the fortress C.V. noticed a crack making its way towards him. It loosened the bolts holding the chain to the wall allowing C.V. to rip his arm from the wall and unshackle Gor. The duet fell to the lower levels and rushed through the crumbling corridors. Up ahead they both saw an opening to the external lengths of the citadel at the end of a hallway. Both sprinted towards the opening just as a massive piece of rubble crashed through the ceiling above and blocked their path. Gor and C.V. shoved themselves against it but it was no use. C.V. then thrust up a ceiling tile and pulled himself and Gor to another level. The castle was diminishing ever faster now.

Gor and C.V. loped down the vast antechamber when an immense pillar hurtled into the level piercing through it. Gor whipped his chain around the fallen column and glided down it to a wooden access. C.V. followed suit. Gor kicked the door off its hinges and with C.V. they escaped from the tumbling abode.

“Heh.” “What a miserable attempt at expelling us,” C.V. alleged with great confidence.

Gor and C.V. departed from the wreckage and followed Tarnomin’s and For’s militia’s tracks. After must persistence the two warriors caught up with a few straggling weaker demons. One that of coincidentally pulled a carriage of seized weapons. Angrily C.V. disposed of the pathetic demons and raided the wagon for his arms.

“Nobody takes my halberds,” C.V. said as he tossed Gor his swords.

“You are quite the demon,” responded Gor.

They sailed back to Novayne using a badly shattered raft and soon arrived to see that most of the continent had been overrun. Soon they heard news of a diminutive gathering of humans and half demons. The HED (half elf and demon) army was advancing quickly along the extensive plain.

“Draw thy swords this shall determine the fate of Novayne,!” shouted a half demon.

All the half demons took out their weapons and prepared for the prime battle of all history.

“Why do you not still humans,?” the half demon asked.

One human rose among the others and said, “We have no will to fight and no human to lead us into battle.”

The half demon was about to interrupt but the human continued to speak.
“Even if there was this battle is already lost the statistics are well above 100 to 1.” “Let us humans abandon these suicidal half demons and run to Flastofak’s holy kingdom and beg for entrance.”

Gor slowly treaded over to the human and came close to his face. He bore his glare deep into the mans eyes and said, “You rather flee cowardly to some kingdom that you have no idea whether or not you’ll gain entry than fight and save your home?”

“Well I—”

“And deal no penalty to the murders of your children and brotheren,?” Gor stated. “If you do not fight you will fall.”

The crowd of humans started to saunter away from Gor.

“You flee when your God Urcu needs you most,?” Gor yelled after them. “He gave you life!” “…and you leave him to die.”

One human turned towards Gor.

“You are right.” “Yet it is still hopeless to save him,” said the one human.

“Wont this anger Urcu,?” said another.

A few humans became startled and a small group came forward.

“We would be honored if you would allow us to fight along side you,” claimed a tall human.

“Then let you be,” delightedly said Gor.

The rest of the humans trudged off.

As they did Gor heard one of them murmur, “Nay, If he really cared about us he would want us to survive.”

As the humans journeyed in search of Flastofak’s kingdom Gor turned towards his kin and said, “You may have doubt.” “You may have fear.” “But it is our task. To destroy this evil.”

And with that said Gor led the army into battle.


Sigillum Diaboli: Saviors Of Novayne (ch.27)

The HED army sent hordes of demon mustangs towards Gor and his abating brigade. Demon mustangs trampled and stomped soldiers unfortunate enough not to dodge these vicious cycle of wave after wave of attacks. The battlefield swiftly became soaked with tsunamis of blood.

Gor tore out the esophagus of a nearby demon and choked another within the proximity as life giving oxygen still drifted out of the muscle. In a torrent of fury he then crushed in the skull of an approaching demon and contents trickled out onto Gor’s claws. The blood frenzy was infinite. Ripping out the heart of a large bat Gor discovered C.V. besieged by a wolf demon attempting to devour his leg. Gor heaved The Funeralist sword into the face of the deranged beast shattering the evocative sword. C.V. positioned himself before a forthcoming dragon demon and skinned the hide off of the beast as it lumbered past him. The gigantic dragon twisted itself around and propelled a large ball of fiery death towards C.V.

C.V. then clutched the dragon’s hide and protected himself and numerous other from a potentially deadly assail. Gor then bolted up to the underbelly of the dragon and strew his sword across the under side of the dragon spewing out organs and cascades of red fluids upon Gor. His skin was dyed red and his armour drenched heavy with filthy demon blood.

Roars from over the hill soon were heard as more demons charged over it waiting for their chance to savor taste of butchering a half demon. Half demons used their wits to out kill the demons but as Gor’s comrades began to falter the demons numbers soon outclassed the half demons on the battlefield.

Subsequently Gor saw Tarnomin and Vonyoth on the maroon colored grass and he elevated his sword in front of him.

Tarnomin defiantly stared at Gor and said, “I have foreseen my death by your sword and me falling to your superiority.” “So I must send you to the one who can,” growled Tarnomin as he surrounded Gor in a teleportation spell.

Gor awoke from the bone chilling cold of the ground. He observed his surroundings. He was now in an underworld where light never shone. A thick fog always loomed there, rolling over ancient, dreary, dark stone that shaped the treacherous world of the dead. Gor turned around to see Tetra Omini (Gog) standing behind him.

“Many greetings.” “The infamous Gor is it not?” “Or should I call you Dark Omini?” “You know we have so much in common.”

“We have nothing in common,!” blurted Gor.

“Oh but we do.” “We may be so alike as to say I am your--.”

“Spare me the talk Tetra!” “I know you’re my grandfather,” Gor howled as he circled Tetra Omini with the Sigillum Diaboli to his throat.

“Your sword is raised.” “You wish to kill me,?” ask Tetra Omini.

“Yes you killed far too many and with you alive some races risk extinction,” responded Gor with rage trembling in his voice.

“You say as if it is a bad thing.” “You must join me Gor I cannot stay in control forever.” “Why not have loyalty to your own flesh and blood?” “Demons are superior.” “All the other races out there are just filthy inferior leeches tainting our perfect world,” spoke Tetra. “I could make you…a full fledged demon, Gor.”

“That is where you’re wrong Tetra.” “The intertwine of the races are the best race.” “Soon a one superior breed will be born.” “A species that will have all the great qualities from every race.”

“So I see you will not be persuaded.” “And if that is so.” “You must die,!” Tetra roared as he revealed a pair of stone claws.

“Call off your armies,” demanded Gor, “And your death will be less painful.”

“Never,” replied Tetra.

Tetra leapt forward and met Gor’s sword. Tetra was unbelievable aggressive and rammed Gor back with every slash. The two supremacies met in a power struggle.

“Your path does not lie with those half demons but lies with the conquest of all of this universe,!” Tetra spat.

Gor threw Tetra off his blade and stepped away.

“You are a God!!!” “Do not throw your life away to these mortals,!” screamed Tetra.

“Those mortals you speak of are more powerful than you know,!”

C.V. and the half demons were in trouble. They had been backed into one group and surrounded by demons. Slowly the demons picked off the brave warriors one by one. All seemed lost when Evad appeared a top of a hill with a human army of three thousand. Although this was a grand reinforcement it was miniscule to compared to the swarm of demons. All the humans were upon horses and charged down the hill to the mêlée.

Tarnomin was appalled. “Where did this army of humans come from?”

Evad spotted Tarnomin and galloped towards him. “You did not take into account the people of Aspantra Port frozen beneath the ice,” Evad said. “Now were is Urcu?” shouted Evad.

“He was prisoner but he is now slain.”

When Evad’s army gained word of this they charged full scale into the HED multitude. Evad obtained a javelin from a dead half elf and through it into For’s skull. For fell bewildered into the pool cherry liquid gathering in lakes across the land. In the surprise attack C.V. took his chance and beheaded Vonyoth in a bloody mess. It seemed then Evad and C.V.’s battalion were taking control when Tarnomin called forth the greater demons. The greater demons wiped away dozens of humans in a single swipe. Sending them hundreds of feet into the red mists hovering over the soaked dirt. Four greater demons had been distributed and needed to be brought down quickly before the humans and half demons were completely diminished.

C.V. flew upon one greater demon and slashed the colossal figure in the eyes. It clawed at its face and became distracted to Evad’s squadron of skilled fighters below. The humans the cut the Achilles tendons of the greater demon causing it to drive its horns into a close by greater demon.

Gor had now disarmed Tetra of his claws.

“Its over Tetra,” Gor said.

“I think not,” Tetra smiled as he transmuted dual war hammers of stone from the walls.

Tetra slammed down the two hammers against the Sigillum Diaboli. The sword began to fold. Gor quickly pushed back Tetra and lunged for another attack. Tetra as he was being forced back morphed his hammers into a trident and buried the blade deep within Gor’s diaphragm. Blood trickled down Gor’s legs and knees pattering the floor in a silent drip of red solution. Gor hacked off the end point of the trident stuck in him with his sword. Tetra then grabbed Gor’s slowly dying body and hung it over the edge of a large well.

“You could have been great, Gor,” Tetra said as he leisurely let go of Gor.

“And I will be,” sputtered Gor as blood flowed from his mouth.

“Defiant to the death.” “That is one heritable trait you have.”

“Only in a half demon!” Gor yelled as he stabbed the Sigillum Diaboli into Tetra.

The demented man wheezed and fell over the ledge grasping onto Gor’s leg. Both forces hanging on for dear life.

“I will not die!” “I will not die!” wailed Tetra Omini.

Gor then plummeted his own sword into the side of his leg flesh and sawed through his femur squirting blood across the sword and making an excruciating, painful sound as the bone cracked releasing Gor from the clutches of Tetra. With much effort Gor hauled himself over and away from the well. Gor was too weak and too badly injured to move and save himself from the catastrophic expolsion sending all demons to the hellish abyss of the underworld…

[Jakey]

Are you sure this is a bio? This is one character? I you really want me to help you with this, it'll take me a while. This is the longest bio I have seen in my life. I specialize mainly in history, so I'll be of most help there. I will mainly try and give you ideas on how to make your paragraphs longer, better paragraph and sentence structure. I'll keep notes on this and tell you what confused me or what I think is left out. Does this sound okay?

[God Of Rage]

Sure, This is just the story of my character and What he's been through.


Any comments or assistance would be fine.

[Jakey]

In a bio, why is not the personality and appearance of the person there?

I skimmed your history, I do think that sentence structure can be picked up, I can help out with a few if you want.

[God Of Rage]

Any help will be appreciated always looking to improve.

[Sheka]

This looks good, the story is the history, right? This is different from any bio I have ever seen, although i'm used to, well, different kinds of RPGs. Not so much the stats one, but fantasy ones, normal human life ones, modern ones, I guess.

[God Of Rage]

Yes this is the history.

I've seen my fair share of RPG's out there and I have come to see that my doesn't follow all of the normal rules of most RPG's. This is partly because I never saw an RPG on proboards or even went to another Proboards forum until after I created my own.

[Sheka]

Yeah, most bios don't have a story to tell the history, you just tell.

[God Of Rage]

Well I guess I do different than the norm.

;D