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When worlds collide
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When worlds collide
by Arcana October 1st 2013, 5:32 pm
It had been around three weeks since Sean took in the metahuman known as Smoke, and made him one of his race, and within that time Sean had made sure to train him as much as possible within that short span of time. Luckily it seemed the male had some natural talent, so that meant he did better than most jackasses handed a sword, and that was large praise coming from Sean, who was more than anything considered a draconic teacher in methods. He also seemed to be getting along with the blacksmith girl pretty well, even though she was the friendliest damn thing within the entire dimension of darkness and death.
However, it was time that he make a visit to the Ethereal Isles once again, if only to check up on a certain Ethereal being that the Titan had perhaps not seen in what felt like too long. One thing that he was already second guessing was his choice to take Sam with him to the isles but then again that was already done before his brain really registered how stupid of an idea that was. If he had perhaps had the gift of foresight, the little misstep would have not happened, but then again that was how things went it seemed and he would have to go with it. The young half Titan was likely not going to go back anyway, so whatever.
Sean felt the blade heavy on his back, perhaps heavier than usual and adjusted the strap that kept it in place. ’Well here we are, The Ethereal Isles, lovely this time of year.” Sean noted stepping onto the shores at the edge of the isles as the sand beneath his feet would crunch, and wave lapped against the shore. The morning sun peeked from the horizon and cast is glow upon the island, signaling a new day, and causing the Titan to squint. He had stayed within The Abyss for a good three weeks, so that made natural sunlight feel a little irritating to his cornea. They did not have far to run really and if Sean felt like running all the way to Valhalla, the black palace, then he could have with Sam in tow, but then again he just felt like taking it slow.
There was a brief sensation of overwhelming Nether around him, and then in an instant it went away when the Nether Portal closed in upon itself, and left the two upon the strange island. Beyond them stood a desert, one that Sean had seen once before when he first came to the island and in the distance there he could see the worms rising from the dunes, only to dive beneath the surface once again. A harsh and unforgiving place, where the weak died and only the strong survived. A thick energy seemed to fill the air, and Sean breathed it in readily, letting an exhale whistle through his nose as his eyes scanned over the horizon. If Ouroboros was on the island, Sean was sure that he had already senses the two’s appearance, though Sean’s energy was likely more pronounced than the one’s next to his.
However, it was time that he make a visit to the Ethereal Isles once again, if only to check up on a certain Ethereal being that the Titan had perhaps not seen in what felt like too long. One thing that he was already second guessing was his choice to take Sam with him to the isles but then again that was already done before his brain really registered how stupid of an idea that was. If he had perhaps had the gift of foresight, the little misstep would have not happened, but then again that was how things went it seemed and he would have to go with it. The young half Titan was likely not going to go back anyway, so whatever.
Sean felt the blade heavy on his back, perhaps heavier than usual and adjusted the strap that kept it in place. ’Well here we are, The Ethereal Isles, lovely this time of year.” Sean noted stepping onto the shores at the edge of the isles as the sand beneath his feet would crunch, and wave lapped against the shore. The morning sun peeked from the horizon and cast is glow upon the island, signaling a new day, and causing the Titan to squint. He had stayed within The Abyss for a good three weeks, so that made natural sunlight feel a little irritating to his cornea. They did not have far to run really and if Sean felt like running all the way to Valhalla, the black palace, then he could have with Sam in tow, but then again he just felt like taking it slow.
There was a brief sensation of overwhelming Nether around him, and then in an instant it went away when the Nether Portal closed in upon itself, and left the two upon the strange island. Beyond them stood a desert, one that Sean had seen once before when he first came to the island and in the distance there he could see the worms rising from the dunes, only to dive beneath the surface once again. A harsh and unforgiving place, where the weak died and only the strong survived. A thick energy seemed to fill the air, and Sean breathed it in readily, letting an exhale whistle through his nose as his eyes scanned over the horizon. If Ouroboros was on the island, Sean was sure that he had already senses the two’s appearance, though Sean’s energy was likely more pronounced than the one’s next to his.
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Re: When worlds collide
by Samify October 1st 2013, 7:29 pm
Sam was getting quite handy with his sword now, it had been given to him 3 weeks ago by the best blacksmith in The Abyss, a woman that he found to be very friendly and he could relate to her as she was only a quarter Titan. The 3 weeks have been quite tough as Sean has been training him every day with the blade, he pretty much just beat his teachings into him and Sam has somehow survived, meaning that he is worthy of wielding it... right?
Sean had decided to take him on a trip to something called the Ethereal Isles, Sam had never heard of this place so he assumed it was some kind of spiritual place like the Abyss and he still wasn't quite sure of it as he stepped out of the Nether Portal and onto the soft sand underneath him, it had been a while since he had seen sand which was quite sad really, for the past few weeks all he as seen is stone and grass with no colour, not much of a variety. Sam closed his eyes fairly quickly as he stepped out of the portal, he then covered them with his hands as his eyes had yet to adapt to the sunlight beaming onto him, it was a sight for sore eyes... literally. The warmth of the sun touched Sam's skin lightly, he hadn't felt it for weeks and he was starting to go slightly mad. The pair of them strode across the beach with confidence, although Sam's confidence was slightly shaken as he noticed large worms rising out of the desert before him only to dive back down, they could be anywhere, even right under his feet. Sam found his hand slowly rest on the hilt of his blade just in case, it never hurt to be prepared, but he was certain that Sean was way more experienced than him so he could handle anything that came at them.
One question that Sam wanted to ask was why they where here, what brought them to this Isle? Was there some kind of Titan issue that needed to be dealt with? He would have to ask eventually if the answers did not become clear.
Sean had decided to take him on a trip to something called the Ethereal Isles, Sam had never heard of this place so he assumed it was some kind of spiritual place like the Abyss and he still wasn't quite sure of it as he stepped out of the Nether Portal and onto the soft sand underneath him, it had been a while since he had seen sand which was quite sad really, for the past few weeks all he as seen is stone and grass with no colour, not much of a variety. Sam closed his eyes fairly quickly as he stepped out of the portal, he then covered them with his hands as his eyes had yet to adapt to the sunlight beaming onto him, it was a sight for sore eyes... literally. The warmth of the sun touched Sam's skin lightly, he hadn't felt it for weeks and he was starting to go slightly mad. The pair of them strode across the beach with confidence, although Sam's confidence was slightly shaken as he noticed large worms rising out of the desert before him only to dive back down, they could be anywhere, even right under his feet. Sam found his hand slowly rest on the hilt of his blade just in case, it never hurt to be prepared, but he was certain that Sean was way more experienced than him so he could handle anything that came at them.
One question that Sam wanted to ask was why they where here, what brought them to this Isle? Was there some kind of Titan issue that needed to be dealt with? He would have to ask eventually if the answers did not become clear.
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Re: When worlds collide
by Zell October 1st 2013, 9:32 pm
"Woah, woah, woah, Hell to the naw!" The young black haired Ethereal protested as he walked into the throne room, his hands up displaying surrender. "No way am I gonna be the one to cave in and tell ya." Ouroboros watched him walk in in his modern human outfit of jeans and flannel over shirt and a wife beater. He would have asked what his ethereal friend was surrendering to, but when he saw the young prince in tow he knew exactly what it was. Ouroboros rolled his eyes and stood from the throne and began walking down the few stairs to address the two.
"Jordan what are you going on about?" Ouroboros asked, addressing the spiky-black haired preteen.
"N-nothing Dad!" Jordan protested as he shot up hearing Ouro's voice so close. He was obviously trying to hide something, but it was rather apparent to Ouroboros what was going on. Jordan was in fact the first born son of Ouroboros, and the reason Ouroboros had finally begun to understand the physiology and the intricacies of Ethereal beings. Such as the ability to cross species reproduce and reproduce regardless of race. It also enlightened him to the concept that Ethereal beings could reproduce by simply making physical contact with another, a simple handshake would be sufficient. Of course, there were several prerequisites to this, the primary one being the fact that in order to have a child the Ethereal entity needed to desire to have a child. The second safeguard was the fact that the person the child would be made from needed to have a form of energy signature, greater than that of human levels. Ouroboros also found that in rare cases that hybrid's could be made by combining the absorbed powers and the genetic material would fuse in ad a new synthesis would begin. This was a strange concept, even to the Ethereal, but an intriguing concept none the less.
"He keeps asking me to tell him who his parent is!" Upon hearing this, Ouroboros glared down at Jordan, whom shrunk back and began to look like a trapped little kid that was about to be beaten. The pathetic look the child gave him only made Ouro a little more furious.
"Stop doing that, you look like an abuse case!" Ouro snapped at him. The kid immediately corrected himself at his father's whim and as Ouro moved he flinched. Ouro just looked at him shaking his head as if he were saying 'no...just...no'. Instead Ouro watched the kid smile sheepishly. He rolled his eyes and pulled Jordan into a hug by pulling his shoulder. "Oh I know, because I hit you so much." Ouroboros said sarcastically.
"No..I just really wanna know." Jordan said. Ouro sighed and pushed Jordan away a little, only to square himself and squat down to Jordan's eye level. He looked into his son's ocean blue eyes and knew that there was nothing that could avoid this any longer. He placed his hand on the side of Jordan's head and smiled as nicely as he could.
"Jordan...listen..." The second he said that his eyes flashed and he felt a sudden shift in the atmosphere. Ouro took in a deep breath and his face looked suddenly as if it had been carved from stone. He pulled his hand from Jordan's face, placing his forearms on his knees, his hands falling limp. His eyes were so cold and solid, it was as if he were examining something. The truth was far closer than any other could imagine. The Ethereal Isles were sending whispers to Ouroboros. Whispers of Death, of the final hour...and more over not only did the island whisper it...Ouro himself could feel it. Now Ouroboros forced his eyes to focus in and as he did, he suddenly was gazing upon the deserts of Death's Embrace. Upon it's shores was familiar face, one that instinctively changed changed Ouro's stoic face of stone to a happy smirk.
"I-is it her? Or him?" The child asked hopefully. It broke Ouro's concentration and his vision fogged up in an emerald smoke as if his eyes were made of glass. He looked over to the child and his heart sank when he shook his head. The child insisted it was okay, but it was quite obvious that the child had a deep disappointment in the lack of a second parental figure. The child up and walked away as Ouroboros stood and cracked his back. Ouroboros snaped his fingers, and within a second his Seneschal, Zakaken, had stepped forward.
"did you need something?" He asked with that cool spine-chilling quiet voice of his.
"Yes...use the Ethereal Arch to join the Titan in Death's Embrace...make sure they get here quickly...take Cyril if you need to." He ordered. The second he thought of this, something had come to his mind. His titan had brought another to the isles. Surely there was a good reason for this...but the one thing Ouroboros did not understand...what why did he not sense this other man?
"Jordan what are you going on about?" Ouroboros asked, addressing the spiky-black haired preteen.
"N-nothing Dad!" Jordan protested as he shot up hearing Ouro's voice so close. He was obviously trying to hide something, but it was rather apparent to Ouroboros what was going on. Jordan was in fact the first born son of Ouroboros, and the reason Ouroboros had finally begun to understand the physiology and the intricacies of Ethereal beings. Such as the ability to cross species reproduce and reproduce regardless of race. It also enlightened him to the concept that Ethereal beings could reproduce by simply making physical contact with another, a simple handshake would be sufficient. Of course, there were several prerequisites to this, the primary one being the fact that in order to have a child the Ethereal entity needed to desire to have a child. The second safeguard was the fact that the person the child would be made from needed to have a form of energy signature, greater than that of human levels. Ouroboros also found that in rare cases that hybrid's could be made by combining the absorbed powers and the genetic material would fuse in ad a new synthesis would begin. This was a strange concept, even to the Ethereal, but an intriguing concept none the less.
"He keeps asking me to tell him who his parent is!" Upon hearing this, Ouroboros glared down at Jordan, whom shrunk back and began to look like a trapped little kid that was about to be beaten. The pathetic look the child gave him only made Ouro a little more furious.
"Stop doing that, you look like an abuse case!" Ouro snapped at him. The kid immediately corrected himself at his father's whim and as Ouro moved he flinched. Ouro just looked at him shaking his head as if he were saying 'no...just...no'. Instead Ouro watched the kid smile sheepishly. He rolled his eyes and pulled Jordan into a hug by pulling his shoulder. "Oh I know, because I hit you so much." Ouroboros said sarcastically.
"No..I just really wanna know." Jordan said. Ouro sighed and pushed Jordan away a little, only to square himself and squat down to Jordan's eye level. He looked into his son's ocean blue eyes and knew that there was nothing that could avoid this any longer. He placed his hand on the side of Jordan's head and smiled as nicely as he could.
"Jordan...listen..." The second he said that his eyes flashed and he felt a sudden shift in the atmosphere. Ouro took in a deep breath and his face looked suddenly as if it had been carved from stone. He pulled his hand from Jordan's face, placing his forearms on his knees, his hands falling limp. His eyes were so cold and solid, it was as if he were examining something. The truth was far closer than any other could imagine. The Ethereal Isles were sending whispers to Ouroboros. Whispers of Death, of the final hour...and more over not only did the island whisper it...Ouro himself could feel it. Now Ouroboros forced his eyes to focus in and as he did, he suddenly was gazing upon the deserts of Death's Embrace. Upon it's shores was familiar face, one that instinctively changed changed Ouro's stoic face of stone to a happy smirk.
"I-is it her? Or him?" The child asked hopefully. It broke Ouro's concentration and his vision fogged up in an emerald smoke as if his eyes were made of glass. He looked over to the child and his heart sank when he shook his head. The child insisted it was okay, but it was quite obvious that the child had a deep disappointment in the lack of a second parental figure. The child up and walked away as Ouroboros stood and cracked his back. Ouroboros snaped his fingers, and within a second his Seneschal, Zakaken, had stepped forward.
"did you need something?" He asked with that cool spine-chilling quiet voice of his.
"Yes...use the Ethereal Arch to join the Titan in Death's Embrace...make sure they get here quickly...take Cyril if you need to." He ordered. The second he thought of this, something had come to his mind. His titan had brought another to the isles. Surely there was a good reason for this...but the one thing Ouroboros did not understand...what why did he not sense this other man?
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Re: When worlds collide
by Arcana October 1st 2013, 9:55 pm
Part of him thought over why he had brought the young Titan, and then that part tried not to think over it too much. If Ouroboros offer stood, then he was sure that simply taking his ward over a quick tour of the island would not be too much of a problem. With nothing really holding him back, Sean would begin his trek across the desert sands and towards the large castle where Ouroboros was likely waiting. Afterall, he was well informed it seemed, especially about anything happening within his island domain and that said more than him and his own realm it seemed.
Still as arid as ever it would seem, but then again when dealing with a desert that was the expected environment, and the worms added a small amount of peril, not that he would have to worry about things like that. Sam was a strong guy and Sean was even more powerful than that.”I would suggest watching myself, those things jumping out of the sand are pretty nasty.” Sean noted out of nowhere, letting what he said float around in the air and Sam react accordingly.
He was slightly surprised someone was not here already but then again not everyone reacted as fast as The Ethereal King, and he was likely busy at the moment. ”Don’t have to worry about this place, it has a lot more color than The Abyss, and perhaps not as much dead things.” Sean noted rubbing his chin lightly and yawning long and loud. It would be a long walk, but then again if it was feeling too monotonous, they could just run the rest of the way.
Still as arid as ever it would seem, but then again when dealing with a desert that was the expected environment, and the worms added a small amount of peril, not that he would have to worry about things like that. Sam was a strong guy and Sean was even more powerful than that.”I would suggest watching myself, those things jumping out of the sand are pretty nasty.” Sean noted out of nowhere, letting what he said float around in the air and Sam react accordingly.
He was slightly surprised someone was not here already but then again not everyone reacted as fast as The Ethereal King, and he was likely busy at the moment. ”Don’t have to worry about this place, it has a lot more color than The Abyss, and perhaps not as much dead things.” Sean noted rubbing his chin lightly and yawning long and loud. It would be a long walk, but then again if it was feeling too monotonous, they could just run the rest of the way.
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Re: When worlds collide
by Samify October 1st 2013, 10:07 pm
Sam and Sean weren't communicating very much on their way to... wherever it was they were going. Come think of it, Sam hadn't been told any details at all about this trip other than the name of this place, he honestly had no idea why he was here. They were both now over the area where they saw the giant worms, Sam was just waiting for one to fire out of the ground and gulp him up, not like it would stop him though, he would just teleport back outside or cut the beast from the inside with his newly acquired sword. There was no sight of them and Sam couldn't feel any tremors below him so he was beginning to feel quite confident, he even felt his hand drift away from the hilt of his blade a few times, it wasn't until Sean told him to remain vigilant when his hand flew right back onto the hilt once more.
Sam was starting to get quite tired of being left in the dark like this, for all he knew this could be some kind of suicide mission and he was brought along for the ride, or he was going to be sacrificed to some kind of Ethereal god. "Not as many dead things, but the same amount of deadly things... Here's a question for you... err, why am I here?..." he asked with a lot of confusion, and a part of him wondered if even Sean knew.
Sam was starting to get quite tired of being left in the dark like this, for all he knew this could be some kind of suicide mission and he was brought along for the ride, or he was going to be sacrificed to some kind of Ethereal god. "Not as many dead things, but the same amount of deadly things... Here's a question for you... err, why am I here?..." he asked with a lot of confusion, and a part of him wondered if even Sean knew.
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Re: When worlds collide
by Zell October 1st 2013, 11:11 pm
"Well, well, well." Zakaken said as the twin titans walked past him. From the sands beneath them, small streams of blood formed and converged into a man in a blood red cloak and a sickly intimidating smile. With himself fully Solidified, the sun glasses came down a little allowing the Crimson eyes to behold not only Sean's eyes, but Sam's as well. "Where'd you dig this one up?" Zakaken inquired of Sean. The usual smile was more than enough to guise over any form of emotion or opinion that may have been held, but his voice seemed a little irked that there was another Titan in the are.
"Regardless...I am ordered to offer you escort to Valhalla...The Black Castle. Should you so choose, of course. Zakaken added the last part to simply appease Sean's ego. Ouroboros had given him a crash course into the psyche of the Titan, and it would hopefully help facilitate a smoother environment for all those nearby. Zakaken still shot glares at Sam, and he was beginning to pick up the energies he emitted. Though it was only with a sickly smile that he noted that Sean and this new person shared similar energies. Why would that be?
Meanwhile, Ouroboros sat in his throne, and he used his powers to try and detect the powers of the second visitor, and perhaps his intentions. This was almost concerning, While it was true that Ouroboros offered up his Isles as a safe-haven, he did not anticipate on Sean hiding the energy from him. It was something he did not like. Secrets in a relationship were fine, but not over something as trivial as bringing another person to the Isle...unless Ouroboros was not meant to detect them at all. Perhaps this was...no...surly his Titan was not idiotic enough to attempt something as suicidal as that. Sadly, Ouroboros trusted his Titan whole-heartedly, and as such he did not order Zakaken to kill, though he would have rather been on the safe side with this anomaly.
"Ah...my Titan...what ARE you up to?" Ouro said, closing his eyes, forcing his sight upon Sean, who now stood with Sam upon the sands of Death's embrace. Perhaps Sean was giving this person a tour? If that was the case...
...He could have fun with this.
"Regardless...I am ordered to offer you escort to Valhalla...The Black Castle. Should you so choose, of course. Zakaken added the last part to simply appease Sean's ego. Ouroboros had given him a crash course into the psyche of the Titan, and it would hopefully help facilitate a smoother environment for all those nearby. Zakaken still shot glares at Sam, and he was beginning to pick up the energies he emitted. Though it was only with a sickly smile that he noted that Sean and this new person shared similar energies. Why would that be?
Meanwhile, Ouroboros sat in his throne, and he used his powers to try and detect the powers of the second visitor, and perhaps his intentions. This was almost concerning, While it was true that Ouroboros offered up his Isles as a safe-haven, he did not anticipate on Sean hiding the energy from him. It was something he did not like. Secrets in a relationship were fine, but not over something as trivial as bringing another person to the Isle...unless Ouroboros was not meant to detect them at all. Perhaps this was...no...surly his Titan was not idiotic enough to attempt something as suicidal as that. Sadly, Ouroboros trusted his Titan whole-heartedly, and as such he did not order Zakaken to kill, though he would have rather been on the safe side with this anomaly.
"Ah...my Titan...what ARE you up to?" Ouro said, closing his eyes, forcing his sight upon Sean, who now stood with Sam upon the sands of Death's embrace. Perhaps Sean was giving this person a tour? If that was the case...
...He could have fun with this.
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Re: When worlds collide
by Arcana October 1st 2013, 11:26 pm
If anyone, Sean was for some reason expecting Zakaken, lo and behold he arrives. ”So you come to greet me? You do really care.” Sean said smirking to himself, if not a little teasingly as his eyes shot from Zakaken to Sam, not letting his face betray a single thing and it was going well actually. It was likely this being could feel the abnormality within Sam and his own energy, but then again Sean could easily explain that seeing as how he did his research upon that matter, or he looked into what the archives had. Extensive as it was, he had to go off some half assed guesses. Something about that smile made Sean shiver for a moment, but then again he was always smiling like that, so nothing new. Sean would have to find a way to remove his energy from Sam, even if that made things complicated further along the lines, Ouroboros finding out about that was not something he wanted. ”Well if you are meant to escort us, lead the way.” Sean said with a slightly smirk as he motioned for Zakaken to lead the way.
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Re: When worlds collide
by Samify October 1st 2013, 11:47 pm
To be honest, Sam was getting quite tired of the way people had been treating him, especially the people that he has never met before, he preferred the people he hung around with back home, at least they appreciated him. This strange man that happened to appear out of blood seemed to show Sam some disrespect and if he wasn't the new guy around these parts he would have probably threatened him, but doing it now could only cause more problems.
Sean still hadn't answered the question he asked, perhaps he was just pre-occupied with this strange man or he just wasn't listening. Sam also noticed this man continued to look between the two of them, just like everyone else seemed to be doing, it was something that Sam planned on talking about with Sean soon, but it looked like it would have to wait.
Sam completely overlooked the fact that a man just appeared out of blood on the ground! That was pretty crazy and disturbing at the same time, Sean also asked him to "lead the way", meaning that they at least had somewhere to be going and were not totally lost as Sam first assumed. Sam remained quite emotionless through the whole ordeal however, if this man wasn't going to show Sam any kind of respect, he didn't see why he should return the favour.
Sean still hadn't answered the question he asked, perhaps he was just pre-occupied with this strange man or he just wasn't listening. Sam also noticed this man continued to look between the two of them, just like everyone else seemed to be doing, it was something that Sam planned on talking about with Sean soon, but it looked like it would have to wait.
Sam completely overlooked the fact that a man just appeared out of blood on the ground! That was pretty crazy and disturbing at the same time, Sean also asked him to "lead the way", meaning that they at least had somewhere to be going and were not totally lost as Sam first assumed. Sam remained quite emotionless through the whole ordeal however, if this man wasn't going to show Sam any kind of respect, he didn't see why he should return the favour.
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Re: When worlds collide
by Zell October 2nd 2013, 12:29 am
"Indeed I do care..." Zakaken said, rather grim and serious, perhaps an undertone of annoyance. He then motioned for the men to follow and he led on as instructed. He did not allow the disrespect of Sam go unnoted however. It was sad how the child had no concept of how much he was under observation. It would not be long before he needed to meet face to face with Ouroboros, and answer for the accounts of disrespect, as well as explain himself. Zakaken loved the idea of this little ingrate receiving judgment from the Ethereal king, it made his sadistic smile creep right back up onto his face. "Do be sure to watch that your friend while here Titan. Ouroboros is rather skeptical of him as it is...while there is an...underlying reason to it. Just know that while we are sworn to not harm you...your minions do not have the same luxury..." Zakaken said casually as he led them to the road of revelation.
"D-dad?" A voice chirped. Ouroboros opened his eyes at the call of Jordan's voice, allowing him to smile at the small ethereal being. It was apparent to Ouro that he was still letting the previous conversation brewing in mind. He should have known better than to think the son of Yam would have been anything less than a pretentious pain in the ass. Though...Jordan was his son as well, and as such he would not take out his rage for the Dragon king on his Dragon Kin. Jordon made his way over to the throne, making sure not to touch it in anyway as he looked at Ouro with a sad look on his face. The kid pulled off the 'I'm abused feel sorry for me' thing perfectly. It was good that Ouroboros was not in human society or the police would have kicked down his door. "Why can't I meet my...mom or dad?" The way he said it was too damn cute...but he still looked like a damn abuse victim. It was beginning to piss Ouro off. But those eyes just made him shiver. If there was anyone in the multiverse that could make Ouroboros feel sorry for them...it was Jordan.
"First off...damn you for the puppy dog eyes and the sad face...second of all come here." Ouro said. Jordan obeyed and Ouro picked the kid up and sat him on his lap, holding onto him as they both looked out at the door to the throne room. "Look....I promise you...one day I'll make sure you meet them...okay...? I promise you." He said the kid just sat there, content to be there with his father.
"kay." Jordan said. But before the conversation had been over Jordan tried to look up over his shoulder to Ouro's face. "Can you tell me about them at least?". Ouro sighed and contemplated it...what would the harm be? Meanwhile, Ourobros was partially wondering which way Zakaken had taken them...would he take them to bypass the Veil and the Ruins...or would Sean insist on visiting the Veil? So many questions... but for now...
Ouro had to have answers...
"D-dad?" A voice chirped. Ouroboros opened his eyes at the call of Jordan's voice, allowing him to smile at the small ethereal being. It was apparent to Ouro that he was still letting the previous conversation brewing in mind. He should have known better than to think the son of Yam would have been anything less than a pretentious pain in the ass. Though...Jordan was his son as well, and as such he would not take out his rage for the Dragon king on his Dragon Kin. Jordon made his way over to the throne, making sure not to touch it in anyway as he looked at Ouro with a sad look on his face. The kid pulled off the 'I'm abused feel sorry for me' thing perfectly. It was good that Ouroboros was not in human society or the police would have kicked down his door. "Why can't I meet my...mom or dad?" The way he said it was too damn cute...but he still looked like a damn abuse victim. It was beginning to piss Ouro off. But those eyes just made him shiver. If there was anyone in the multiverse that could make Ouroboros feel sorry for them...it was Jordan.
"First off...damn you for the puppy dog eyes and the sad face...second of all come here." Ouro said. Jordan obeyed and Ouro picked the kid up and sat him on his lap, holding onto him as they both looked out at the door to the throne room. "Look....I promise you...one day I'll make sure you meet them...okay...? I promise you." He said the kid just sat there, content to be there with his father.
"kay." Jordan said. But before the conversation had been over Jordan tried to look up over his shoulder to Ouro's face. "Can you tell me about them at least?". Ouro sighed and contemplated it...what would the harm be? Meanwhile, Ourobros was partially wondering which way Zakaken had taken them...would he take them to bypass the Veil and the Ruins...or would Sean insist on visiting the Veil? So many questions... but for now...
Ouro had to have answers...
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Re: When worlds collide
by Arcana October 2nd 2013, 12:47 am
Sean caught the undertone of annoyance from Zakaken, and if anything it only made Sean grin wider. It was nice to see a familiar face, even if that face was looking over your ally like you drug a bag of burning dog droppings into the house and dropped it at their feet. ”I’ll keep that in mind.” Sean answered not missing a beat and looking over to Sam with a slight smirk. ”So we going the long way or can we skip through the whole gather the orb thing? Not that I didn’t enjoy the experience, but I think it would save a lot of headaches in the long run.” They were close to the road of revelation, one that would lead them to where Ouroboros was within his palace of black, granted it was a much nicer palace than the one Sean had back in The Abyss.
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Re: When worlds collide
by Samify October 2nd 2013, 1:22 am
The group were still walking towards wherever it was they were going, Sam still didn't know why he was here, other than to be threatened. Sam looked over to Sean who looked to him as he said it, Sam gave a look that said "He can try if he wants".
Sam just decided to keep his mouth shut and stay at the back of the group, he had no idea what was happening and there would be no point in joining the conversation if he didn't know what was happening, he just decided to follow at the back and look at his surroundings as all of it was new. He also kept his hand on his blade in case some kind of strange monster decided to try its luck, Sam almost wanted something to attack, his sword had yet to meet a real fight in the wild and he would love to christen it with something's blood.
Sam just decided to keep his mouth shut and stay at the back of the group, he had no idea what was happening and there would be no point in joining the conversation if he didn't know what was happening, he just decided to follow at the back and look at his surroundings as all of it was new. He also kept his hand on his blade in case some kind of strange monster decided to try its luck, Sam almost wanted something to attack, his sword had yet to meet a real fight in the wild and he would love to christen it with something's blood.
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Re: When worlds collide
by Zell October 2nd 2013, 9:42 pm
"You're other parent is a Dragon. I do in fact me a DRAGON...as in the mythical creatures." Ouroboros said. The second that he confirmed that he meant the same as the mythical creature, Little Jordan's blue eyes lit up and he looked back over to Ouroboros with an ear to ear smile.
"woooaaaah!" He said, voice filled iwth wonder. This made Ouroboros chuckle as he kept ahold of his son. Jordan truly was growing up so fast. It took only three months after an Ethereal child was born before they were able to control and regulate their own aging process, meanwhile they reached the physical age of an eleven year old in the first three months. Ouroboros swore that the next person who complained because their kids grew up to fast, he'd gut them like fish. Then again, he could find comfort in the fact that his children would last forever, where as the humans had no such luxury. That did not stop him from still holding onto his little boy. "So...will I be a dragon?" Jordan asked, looking hopeful at Ouro for a reassuring response. He smiled back to his son, but the smile faded slightly once he finally came to the dark realization. His son had just asked him a question...and he didn't know the answer.
"I don't know..." Ouro replied honestly. Lying was not something he did to his family, his son more specifically. But he did to wish to rise the child's hopes, lest he eventually be wrong in his assumptions. However, the child seemed equally disheartened. "But...since HE can do it...I suppose you could...but that means he needs be able to have strong bones. Which means you need to drink milk...a lot of it...Calcium and all. Oh, and I would imagine being so big and all would need to have a lot of natural healing vitamins...so Greens are important too." Ouroboros said. Jordan gave him a knowing glare. Ouro smirked and his eyebrows arched up, knowing he was caught.
"Wait...that milk thing kinda makes sense." Jordan said, and without another word he shot off Ouro's lap and shot across the room in a sudden urgency to reach the kitchen. Ouro just smiled as he leaned back into his throne and tried to focus in on Sean's energy once more. They had already made it through the Soul Shrine. Abyssal and Animositus must not have been feeling in the mood. They would make it to the Final Frost with no issue at all. It partially annoyed Ouroboros that Zakaken did not force this newcomer to undergo the trials that Ouro made even Sean himself undergo. Ouroboros simply watched, waiting for Zakaken or the others to do something...but it seemed as if Zakaken was waiting for Cyril...
Zakaken began tapping his black boot impatiently, looking through the skies, trying to find Cyril. Where was that blasted dragon!? Zakaken feared that Ouroboros would lose his patients and come from Valhalla to shame Zakaken for not having a sense of urgency. How pitiful that it was the fault of the- "Goddamn dragon!!!" Zakaken called out, his voice echoing throughout the entire frost, but it was soon drowned out by the pained roars of a dragon. Zakaken turned and grabbed onto Sean and smoke, and within a moment the three of them had turned into humanoid figures of blood. The Dragon, Cyril crashed to the ground, splattering all three of the blood humanoids, scattering the blood everywhere. The second they had been splattered, the humanoids began to reform in different directions, in accordance to where their blood had been thrown.
With all three of them back to their physical forms, Zakaken wore a snarl on his face as he looked out to the wounded Dragon, who was still on it's side, huffing and puffing, trying to catch his breath. Zakaken cursed as he lifted up his gun and ran off through the frozen trees. Cyril forced himself to stand, noticing that his jugular had been grazed. He growled in annoyance. "Surprise attack...how annoying...I believed this beneath Jhurundur Xeir" Cyril groaned as ice began to form over his wounds, acting as a pseudo healing mechanism.
Zakaken reached the end of the trees and after the timberline there was nothing but open snow and a winter wonder land... and if they had wondered who this "Jhurunder Xeir was...this was him, sititng in the dune of snow below, just off in the distance a little. The creature glared at Zakaken, but not at him...past him, almost as if he could see the Titans. Such an unfamiliar presence must have brought the creature from it's hiding place, or rather, it's lair. Zakaken aimed at the large monster, letting out a shot, a beam of blood red energy flew from the barrel at lightning speeds, blasting the monster in the eye. "Hey, you look at me while I'm murdering you." Zakaken said, the manic smile on his face and the sadistic eyes lighting up through the sunglasses. The creature roared as it felt the annoying sting on the eye from the magical gun. Zakakden looked back over his shoulder quickly.
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"woooaaaah!" He said, voice filled iwth wonder. This made Ouroboros chuckle as he kept ahold of his son. Jordan truly was growing up so fast. It took only three months after an Ethereal child was born before they were able to control and regulate their own aging process, meanwhile they reached the physical age of an eleven year old in the first three months. Ouroboros swore that the next person who complained because their kids grew up to fast, he'd gut them like fish. Then again, he could find comfort in the fact that his children would last forever, where as the humans had no such luxury. That did not stop him from still holding onto his little boy. "So...will I be a dragon?" Jordan asked, looking hopeful at Ouro for a reassuring response. He smiled back to his son, but the smile faded slightly once he finally came to the dark realization. His son had just asked him a question...and he didn't know the answer.
"I don't know..." Ouro replied honestly. Lying was not something he did to his family, his son more specifically. But he did to wish to rise the child's hopes, lest he eventually be wrong in his assumptions. However, the child seemed equally disheartened. "But...since HE can do it...I suppose you could...but that means he needs be able to have strong bones. Which means you need to drink milk...a lot of it...Calcium and all. Oh, and I would imagine being so big and all would need to have a lot of natural healing vitamins...so Greens are important too." Ouroboros said. Jordan gave him a knowing glare. Ouro smirked and his eyebrows arched up, knowing he was caught.
"Wait...that milk thing kinda makes sense." Jordan said, and without another word he shot off Ouro's lap and shot across the room in a sudden urgency to reach the kitchen. Ouro just smiled as he leaned back into his throne and tried to focus in on Sean's energy once more. They had already made it through the Soul Shrine. Abyssal and Animositus must not have been feeling in the mood. They would make it to the Final Frost with no issue at all. It partially annoyed Ouroboros that Zakaken did not force this newcomer to undergo the trials that Ouro made even Sean himself undergo. Ouroboros simply watched, waiting for Zakaken or the others to do something...but it seemed as if Zakaken was waiting for Cyril...
Zakaken began tapping his black boot impatiently, looking through the skies, trying to find Cyril. Where was that blasted dragon!? Zakaken feared that Ouroboros would lose his patients and come from Valhalla to shame Zakaken for not having a sense of urgency. How pitiful that it was the fault of the- "Goddamn dragon!!!" Zakaken called out, his voice echoing throughout the entire frost, but it was soon drowned out by the pained roars of a dragon. Zakaken turned and grabbed onto Sean and smoke, and within a moment the three of them had turned into humanoid figures of blood. The Dragon, Cyril crashed to the ground, splattering all three of the blood humanoids, scattering the blood everywhere. The second they had been splattered, the humanoids began to reform in different directions, in accordance to where their blood had been thrown.
With all three of them back to their physical forms, Zakaken wore a snarl on his face as he looked out to the wounded Dragon, who was still on it's side, huffing and puffing, trying to catch his breath. Zakaken cursed as he lifted up his gun and ran off through the frozen trees. Cyril forced himself to stand, noticing that his jugular had been grazed. He growled in annoyance. "Surprise attack...how annoying...I believed this beneath Jhurundur Xeir" Cyril groaned as ice began to form over his wounds, acting as a pseudo healing mechanism.
Zakaken reached the end of the trees and after the timberline there was nothing but open snow and a winter wonder land... and if they had wondered who this "Jhurunder Xeir was...this was him, sititng in the dune of snow below, just off in the distance a little. The creature glared at Zakaken, but not at him...past him, almost as if he could see the Titans. Such an unfamiliar presence must have brought the creature from it's hiding place, or rather, it's lair. Zakaken aimed at the large monster, letting out a shot, a beam of blood red energy flew from the barrel at lightning speeds, blasting the monster in the eye. "Hey, you look at me while I'm murdering you." Zakaken said, the manic smile on his face and the sadistic eyes lighting up through the sunglasses. The creature roared as it felt the annoying sting on the eye from the magical gun. Zakakden looked back over his shoulder quickly.
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Re: When worlds collide
by Arcana October 2nd 2013, 10:17 pm
It seemed that they had made it through most of the hard parts easy, and without too much of a fight as well. He could tell that Sam was less than happy, but there was nothing he could really do about that, except perhaps hope that Zakaken did not notice it and bisect his protégé. Luckily they made it through the Soul Shrine of all places without another damn fight, and one that Sean did not feel like fighting, something about him lazy. The time they were making was slow, but then again it had taken him nearly a day or so the last time he was forced to make this long walk, so the time was short in comparison. Soon enough they were there, the final frost in all of its glory, its cold and forbidding glory. Sean felt a shiver run up his spine as the cold brushed across his exposed cheek that human half making everything complicated.
No sooner had they come upon the frozen forest of the final frost, did something have to complicate, and oh did it complicate quickly. Before he knew it, Zakaken placed his hand on both as they seemed to become blood and were scattered by a falling dragon, though reforming happened as soon as possible. Sean hated the feeling he got from that, but in the end he was alive, and that was all that mattered, and more than what could be said for Cyri. Something had injured the dragon, and if something could do that. It meant they were dealing with a powerful force. Something told Sean that they would be dealing with it soon enough; lo and behold it was not far in front of him.
Something about the appearance of the monster unsteadied Sean for a moment, and that was the sheer scale of its height. It stood almost twice as large if not more than the downed dragon, and Sean felt even smaller in comparison to it, and that meant the thing would have to die. Even if they were as far as they were from it, the thing was still visible, and damn did Sean feel like this would be a major pain in the ass. His friend in red would take the preemptive strike it seemed, firing off with his red gun into the things eye, and doing nothing more than making it angry, and that was not something that Sean needed.
The Titan reached for the blade strapped to his back, unsheathing it slowly and almost methodically. ”Well this might be fun afterall.” Black metal flashed, bearing a strange appearance within itself; a weapon made to kill anything living with, and the Nether coursed strong through it. It would have its first test run on this big behemoth that had made its mission to stand between Sean and that lovely black castle. In an instant he dashed forward, snow thrown up from the sheer velocity of his movement, as the snow would only give way to rapid foot falls. If the thing could keep track of Sean, there was no way that it could hope to land a strike upon such a swifter opponent. He could see when the snow would shift into an attack, and that allowed Sean to move just in time as the dance would move on. There was no way that this large and dumb thing could defeat him.
Next came what looked like a large wave of snow, perhaps to wipe him away in one go as he was so close to the monster, though Sean simply made a swift motion of his blade, as the black energy would sweep from it and cleave a brief enough window for him to leap through the wave. However, it seemed that the wave, whether intended or not was something used to hide the swipe of its tail, that Sean had little time to maneuver around as he sprung from a small Nether platform, and with some leverage from the limb itself leapt over the tail and landed unharmed on the snow.
No sooner had they come upon the frozen forest of the final frost, did something have to complicate, and oh did it complicate quickly. Before he knew it, Zakaken placed his hand on both as they seemed to become blood and were scattered by a falling dragon, though reforming happened as soon as possible. Sean hated the feeling he got from that, but in the end he was alive, and that was all that mattered, and more than what could be said for Cyri. Something had injured the dragon, and if something could do that. It meant they were dealing with a powerful force. Something told Sean that they would be dealing with it soon enough; lo and behold it was not far in front of him.
Something about the appearance of the monster unsteadied Sean for a moment, and that was the sheer scale of its height. It stood almost twice as large if not more than the downed dragon, and Sean felt even smaller in comparison to it, and that meant the thing would have to die. Even if they were as far as they were from it, the thing was still visible, and damn did Sean feel like this would be a major pain in the ass. His friend in red would take the preemptive strike it seemed, firing off with his red gun into the things eye, and doing nothing more than making it angry, and that was not something that Sean needed.
The Titan reached for the blade strapped to his back, unsheathing it slowly and almost methodically. ”Well this might be fun afterall.” Black metal flashed, bearing a strange appearance within itself; a weapon made to kill anything living with, and the Nether coursed strong through it. It would have its first test run on this big behemoth that had made its mission to stand between Sean and that lovely black castle. In an instant he dashed forward, snow thrown up from the sheer velocity of his movement, as the snow would only give way to rapid foot falls. If the thing could keep track of Sean, there was no way that it could hope to land a strike upon such a swifter opponent. He could see when the snow would shift into an attack, and that allowed Sean to move just in time as the dance would move on. There was no way that this large and dumb thing could defeat him.
Next came what looked like a large wave of snow, perhaps to wipe him away in one go as he was so close to the monster, though Sean simply made a swift motion of his blade, as the black energy would sweep from it and cleave a brief enough window for him to leap through the wave. However, it seemed that the wave, whether intended or not was something used to hide the swipe of its tail, that Sean had little time to maneuver around as he sprung from a small Nether platform, and with some leverage from the limb itself leapt over the tail and landed unharmed on the snow.
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Re: When worlds collide
by Samify October 2nd 2013, 10:53 pm
The trio had been standing around the same place for the past 10 or so minutes, Sam would sit down but it was covered in snow and he didn't exactly wear his winter clothes, to think that when he got here he was standing on a warm beach just confused him even further. Again Sam wasn't told what was happening, he was starting to get slightly bored of it now, but it was just about to get more exciting as he felt a hand grasp onto the back of his collar, his whole body suddenly felt cold, colder than the snow around him could have done, suddenly he couldn't feel his legs, and then he couldn't feel his chest, or his arms and soon he was just gone, not existing anymore, where he once stood, he was no longer there. It was an extremely strange feeling, but it was soon back to normal again soon as his body was reformed from whatever it was he was turned into in the first place, when he figured out that it was the blood technique that this Zakaken used, he shivered and almost wanted to throw up, he should be thankful though because it just so happened to save his life from a falling dragon.
The dragon had landed next to them and looked pretty beaten up, he was huge too so Sam was slightly worried as to what could have done it to it. Sam was slightly exciting in his mind, he had never seen a real dragon before, but he played it cool on the outside and continued to look slightly bored. Sam noticed Sean walking away from them out of the corner of his eye and Sam followed him to investigate what he was doing, he watched as Sean stopped as he reached a clearing and Sam caught up with him and stood behind him to see what he was looking at, it became obvious what it was though as Sam could see it too, an abnormally large beast was standing in their way and Sean had the look in his eye that showed that he wanted to slay this beast, Sam was all for it too but it looked like a tall feat.
Sean blasted off into the distance with his sword in his hand, Sam watched as he literally sliced through a wave of snow and dodged the swinging tail of this behemoth. Sam did ask for something to kill on his journey, but he would have preferred something a little smaller and less deadly, like a crazed rabbit of some kind. Sam slowly unsheathed his blade from his waist and held it in his right hand as he studied this gigantic monster, there wasn't much to study though, he was a giant badass that wanted to eat anything that moved, with that description dealt with, he darted forward with his eyes squinted shut as the snow that was sent towards Sean was battering his face, causing it to go numb. Luckily Sean had dodged this beasts first string of attacks, so this gave Sam a free entry to get up close to it, what he was going to do with this attack, he did not really know, but his first attempt was going to try and get him close to the beasts head, so he could do some real damage.
The dragon had landed next to them and looked pretty beaten up, he was huge too so Sam was slightly worried as to what could have done it to it. Sam was slightly exciting in his mind, he had never seen a real dragon before, but he played it cool on the outside and continued to look slightly bored. Sam noticed Sean walking away from them out of the corner of his eye and Sam followed him to investigate what he was doing, he watched as Sean stopped as he reached a clearing and Sam caught up with him and stood behind him to see what he was looking at, it became obvious what it was though as Sam could see it too, an abnormally large beast was standing in their way and Sean had the look in his eye that showed that he wanted to slay this beast, Sam was all for it too but it looked like a tall feat.
Sean blasted off into the distance with his sword in his hand, Sam watched as he literally sliced through a wave of snow and dodged the swinging tail of this behemoth. Sam did ask for something to kill on his journey, but he would have preferred something a little smaller and less deadly, like a crazed rabbit of some kind. Sam slowly unsheathed his blade from his waist and held it in his right hand as he studied this gigantic monster, there wasn't much to study though, he was a giant badass that wanted to eat anything that moved, with that description dealt with, he darted forward with his eyes squinted shut as the snow that was sent towards Sean was battering his face, causing it to go numb. Luckily Sean had dodged this beasts first string of attacks, so this gave Sam a free entry to get up close to it, what he was going to do with this attack, he did not really know, but his first attempt was going to try and get him close to the beasts head, so he could do some real damage.
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Re: When worlds collide
by Zell October 3rd 2013, 10:04 pm
The Monster was unreal. It slowly began placing one massive claw in front of the other, and it began to crawl towards the Titans and Zakaken. With no hesitation Jhurunder Xeir (JX form now on) let out another monstrous roar, one with the force of all his might. The sound was deafening, and it certainly seemed as if the roar could be heard internationally. The atmosphere seemed to vibrate and the snow around him was literally shifted from the sound waves while JX was beginning to sink into the snow. Almost instantly a large could of snow swept at the trio. JX added his own power to the snow, his mane and evens illuminating a neon blue, seeming to draw attention to the pale white scales.
"Oh bother..." Zakaken said his mouth arching into a snarl. He aimed his gun and fired out at the snow wave, seemingly in vain. It was nothing to damage the snow as it seemed to rush towards them. Poor Sam was likely to get swallowed up by it. Zakaken was enveloped by the rushing snow and it was uncertain what his fate was at that moment. JX, however let out a whip of his tail at the Titan whom stationed himself on the nether made construct. The creature was feral and as it whipped it's massive tail it also used it's right arm to strike out at the location of the Titan's newest addition.
All the while, Ouroboros took this moment to capitalize on his ally's new friend. To study him in action, see his abilities and powers at work. With this opportunity, Ouroboros could see what sort of threat he posed...if any at all. It did not take long to see that the new addition was reckless as all hell. Ouro smirked as he observed the new Titan charging towards the towering monster, as if he hoped to harm it. Ouro genuinely hoped that the man had seen JX's soft spot and that that was where he was headed, because if not he was about to get a nasty surprise. Especially as he watched JX use his powers to make snow turn into solid spikes, trying to impale the running Neo-Titan. Ouroboros immediately began looking over the Neo-Titan's physiology, observing every twitch, every reflex, and he had spawned the visor form his nanites in order to capture the memory in a video format, to use at a later date...should the Neo-Titan prove to be ignorant enough to threaten an Ethereal.
"Record video in MP4 format?" The nanites whispered.
"Hm..." Ouroboros mused for a moment, he was still watching his Titan and his little friend. The question finally sunk in and all he could do was grunt. "What does that mean?"
"Oh bother..." Zakaken said his mouth arching into a snarl. He aimed his gun and fired out at the snow wave, seemingly in vain. It was nothing to damage the snow as it seemed to rush towards them. Poor Sam was likely to get swallowed up by it. Zakaken was enveloped by the rushing snow and it was uncertain what his fate was at that moment. JX, however let out a whip of his tail at the Titan whom stationed himself on the nether made construct. The creature was feral and as it whipped it's massive tail it also used it's right arm to strike out at the location of the Titan's newest addition.
All the while, Ouroboros took this moment to capitalize on his ally's new friend. To study him in action, see his abilities and powers at work. With this opportunity, Ouroboros could see what sort of threat he posed...if any at all. It did not take long to see that the new addition was reckless as all hell. Ouro smirked as he observed the new Titan charging towards the towering monster, as if he hoped to harm it. Ouro genuinely hoped that the man had seen JX's soft spot and that that was where he was headed, because if not he was about to get a nasty surprise. Especially as he watched JX use his powers to make snow turn into solid spikes, trying to impale the running Neo-Titan. Ouroboros immediately began looking over the Neo-Titan's physiology, observing every twitch, every reflex, and he had spawned the visor form his nanites in order to capture the memory in a video format, to use at a later date...should the Neo-Titan prove to be ignorant enough to threaten an Ethereal.
"Record video in MP4 format?" The nanites whispered.
"Hm..." Ouroboros mused for a moment, he was still watching his Titan and his little friend. The question finally sunk in and all he could do was grunt. "What does that mean?"
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