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Valvatorez ([personal profile] arcadianvampire) wrote in [community profile] daybreakacademy2021-01-04 11:26 am

Final Episode! A Promise Unforgotten!

Time was ticking down. Though the plot to destroy Hades was foiled, the reveal of Judge Nemo and his nefarious plans to annihilate humanity with the superweapon of legend known as Fear the Great still loomed over Daybreak Academy during the holiday season. Only weeks away from being fully charged, Daybreak's Seers, Hunters, Mages, and general staff worked tirelessly after Utultar's defeat to locate this ancient, fabled threat. Finally, a breakthrough came.

A distant part of the Outlands, far out of sight by most beings, supernatural or not. Hidden in the inky darkness so far away from the sun, lay a weapon of immense power, forged by some unknown force. All that was discovered about it was that it was a terrible force, powered by an equally dangerous source: Malice. Though the original target of this weapon was unknown, someone clearly forged it with intent to blow away entire worlds... with little regard for collateral damage. Daybreak researchers quickly determined should Fear the Great go off, it would not just merely take Earth with it: it could take parts of the Outlands in the blast too. Doubtlessly, a cost that did not concern the enigmatic and cruel Judge Nemo.

With all the intelligence they could gather Daybreak sent everything they could reasonably spare to deal with this threat. Emerging through magical portals, the Daybreak dropships arrived in a dark corner of the Outlands, to be met with a strange spire constructed of unknown stones and metals, billions of runes of long-forgotten languages glowing and pulsing a faint cyan. The whole place thrummed with power, and even setting foot on Fear the Great could fill one with a weak heart with overwhelming dread. As soon as the teams landed partway up the structure, what passed for a sky crackled with fel, red lightning, the top of the spire slowly turning blood red. It did not seem as though Fear the Great had yet been charged... but something, or likely, someone noticed their presence.

Getting to the top of the spire and cutting off Fear the Great's three primary power sources would be the first priority: the devices Nemo was using to process human souls, the magical energy from Hades itself, and the legendary daemon blade Yoshitsuna. But the way up is fraught... it seems Nemo will not allow himself to be so easily reached. Along the way the teams will be confronted with corrupted versions of the same foes they fought in Hades. Short of Celestial Hosts, all foes, including Androids, show their faces here... but all of them to a letter are made of a black mass with red highlights; they are not truly alive. All of them are constructs, made entirely from Malice. They are relentless, with no preservation instinct, and no personality. They cannot be reasoned with, and they will fight with all their might to prevent you from reaching the top. Radiance, however, will prove to be incredibly effective against them.

And up at the very top, the mastermind awaits...
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[personal profile] unlogic 2021-01-08 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Not yet releasing the shadows under her control until she's given some sort of indication by Ekkehardt that it's okay for her to do so, Desi just glances over toward Valvatorez. She doesn't have anything to really add at this moment.
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[personal profile] unlogic 2021-01-08 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
At that request, Desi simply pulls out her phone, removing it from a reinforced case that she had put it in to keep it from getting damaged in all of this, and steps off to the side, a bit away from where the talking is taking place, and then fishes through her contacts before making a call.
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[personal profile] trademark_skull 2021-01-08 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Before long, a light flashed not too far away. Emizel walked through and took a look at the surroundings, being alert and somewhat armed. A fight did just happen here, even though he got word it was essentially over now...

It was when he reached with the rest of the group that he noticed the spirit, and frowned. "--He's still here?"

Rightfully upset and defensive, although he trusted Valvatorez enough that there was a good enough reason for it.
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[personal profile] trademark_skull 2021-01-22 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
Emizel could already tell there was something different about that staff. After all, Valvatorez had given him a custom one before, why would he give another? But its true function was not all entirely clear until that blade revealed itself, and he was a bit taken back. Almost hesitant to take it. He's waited so long for this moment, and yet...

"...Are you sure about this? You should have gotten Father to do it."

He would be much better at it, at any rate.
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[personal profile] trademark_skull 2021-01-27 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Emizel looked at the scythe once more, and this time finally reaches for it, even if slowly. It was somewhat heavier than predicted, though at the same time, something about it felt just right; he couldn't particularly explain it with words. Holding it now meant he had a much better time examining all the details put into it, which he spent a brief second or so observing, then glanced back to Valvatorez with a more confident look than before and a nod.

And now, to the task at hand. ...Despite everything he was still pretty nervous about this, but he did have some sort of reputation to uphold. 'Prince of Reapers' is one hefty title to live up to.

"...For the crimes you committed, your atonement will likely take longer than any other human soul before." It seemed like only a fair warning to give, before beginning.