Characters:Drachen, the Ne'tul, various Wyrmknights and Rephaim, a certain false daemon.
About this creation
Downfall of the Dragon
Never before did I feel such terrible rage. Gaia's death gave way to the passing of a dark age. My soul burned with hatred and my was consumed with anguish. As the Ne'tul's club came barreling down to me, I felt my strength rapidly exceed human levels as wrath corrupted my muscles with dark power. The club struck, but did not kill. In one hand, I held its head, the other, Gaia's lifeless form. As I relingushed my hold on my friend, I crushed the club in the other. Slowly I turned to face the chieftain, my morals lost in the darkness of my soul. He saw my eyes, and they no longer shone with silver light, but blazed with crimson ire. I saw his fear, and reveled in it. My daemonicly enhanced strength exceeded his, and throught the taking of his club, I tore his hand from his arm.
"For thy crime which ye hath commited, ye shalt suffer the same," I said in a voice that was mine, yet not mine. With his own weapon, I mauled the Ne'tul just as he had struck Gaia. The daemon withing me reveled in the bloodshed, and it lusted for more. Yet stop it I did not, for in my grief, it could control of me. Control me it did, and took over my actions. The Ne'tul was slain, not by me, but by the daemon. It desired death and it would not let anything escape. Before its wrath, Wyrmknights and Rephaim fell alike.
"All are guilty before me. All hath murdered Gaia. All shalt suffer the same," I said in the daemon's voice. One guilty soul was torn asunder with my bare hands, for the club was cast away long ago. The head of another flew through the sky, leaving a gruesome trail. One combatant was literally left heartless, their chest a gaping hole. The trail of rampaging death finally ended as the daemon stopped and faced the remaining forces.
"BLOODSHED BEGETS HATE, HATE BEGETS BLOODSHED, CREATING AN ENDLESS CYCLE OF DEATH!" bellowed the daemon,"AS LONG AS THE GUILTY LIVETH, I, VAMPYR DRACHEN SHALT PASS MY JUDGEMENT UPON THE WICKED!" The daemon unleashed a roar that sent a quake through my bones. It, no...he, pushed my mind to where his was once jailed as it filled the now vacant space. The surrondings turned dim, as if I was half-asleep. Even so, I was aware of my/his body warping to his liking. My/his right arm grew to frighting proportions and the hand formed a claw ending in iron blades. My/his armor reshaped itself to his liking, and glowed with the color of blood. My/his left hand grew into a vicious stinger. At last, any trace of the Wyrmknight Drachen was gone, and was replaced by the false daemon, Vampyr Drachen.
Quoting Gringat The Stormlord
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