Goldergon laughed, then followed Nyx. He noticed the blue creature and his eyes widened. He recognized this creature from many legends, and approached with more caution than Nyx.
Lucitius turned at their approach, pausing a moment to let the smoke in front of him fade a bit. He recognized one creature as a Vanisher, a bloodthirsty one if his clothes had anything to say about it, but didn’t know the other creature.
“Greetings,”he said with a thick, gutteral accent.
Toky: [try's to heal a animal that was hurt]
"Ahhhhh… so we have a… what? I don't even know who or what you are. Why are you here, and why are you smoking?" Nyx says all this in a nasty tone, smirking the whole time.
"Also, your thoughts are as easy to read as an open book. I am Ereri Nyxan, dark elf-dragon demon pain extraordinare!" he says with a mocking bow and a rippling of illusion. When Nyx looks back up, he's assumed his natural form, hoping for some recognition or a spark of interest. After all, how could a being that's lived for 3.54 billion years be unknown, especially to a creature that looks like this.
This village seemed to be a beacon for darkness. A smog of black settling over it, unseen by mortal eyes. It was the greatest thing that could happen to Zythalyss, a steady stream of nutrients for her Dark-Weilder hungers. But she restrained herself, making sure to care and help the people when she could, offering her healing to those that would take it. Tonight, she took a leisurely stroll, drawn out by the sudden, overwhelming presence of magic that bloomed just at the edge of the territory.
Dressed in a long midnight blue and black kimono, silver webs embroidered on the rich fabric, Zythalyss walked silently. An umbrella cast a shadow over her eyes as she near a clearing, with a group of strange beings, beings of old and ancient tales, standing about. They were conversing as mortals would, but she knew instantly that this was the place she'd been looking for.
"Greetings" she spoke, her voice softly echoing in their minds, though her lips only curled into a smile.
Nyx whirls, surprised and that this weird woman managed to sneak up on him. He concentrates, and her aura slowly comes into focus.
Telepathically, to test the woman, he says: "Well, no wonder I didn't sense you coming up to us. Your aura is nearly indistinguishable from the surrounding world." He smiles, hoping to startle or disarm her.
Lucitius chuckled at the demon creature called Ereri. He blew a cloud of smoke at him.
“I am here, must there be a reason, youth? You only read my thoughts because I allow you. Not even that Vanisher there can read my thoughts when they are blocked, and I sense he is an Elder. And, you know nothing of pain,”Lucitius replied.
Goldergon huffed, but remained cautious and silent.
Lucitius snorted, glancing over at Zythalyss at her greeting. He nodded toward her, then turned back to Nyx with a sigh.
“Fool younglings. When will I ever be free of them? Why must they flock to me? I am no teacher,”he muttered.
He puffed on his pipe, once again blowing the smoke at Nyx. Then, he shut off his mind to intrusion, his intense eyes watching Nyx, though Lucitius remained quite mellow.
Tsuki hovered through the forest, looking for someplace to stay or someone to help. Something didn't quite seem right to her, but that begged the question of if things ever felt right.
"Oh, I never said I in particular have experienced any ammount of pain. But plenty of others have suffered because of me." Nyx says this with a slight snarl to his voice, annoyed at this… aberration… for brushing him off so easily. He laughs slightly suddenly.
"I think of you as an aberration; yet look at me?" He looks at himself with a little disgust. "I am a freak, a bastard, an unnatural mix of 3 races." He speaks with a sudden venom in his voice, remembering his village. He quickly pushes those thoughts away, but he's sure this creature managed to catch those thoughts. He experiences a sudden surge of hatred for this thing that assumes he has no clue what pain is.
Toky: I wish I had my healing power
"Well, too bad, Foxy. You still have an hour before the mark goes." he snarls this in a very aggressive tone. At least, more aggressive than usual.
"Now shut the hell up and go away!" Nyx suddenly screams at her, finally unable to hold his feelings back anymore. He's tired of trying to be calm and cool. He just wants the world to drown in an ocean of blood. He wants to kill everything and everyone, to make them pay for what happened to him.
He releases blasts of whatever magic he can call up, screaming in pain and rage, wanting everything to end.
Lucitius glanced back at Nyx.
“Fool youngling, as I expected. Mine meaning had been that you know nothing of receiving or causing pain. And the fact that you consider me an aberration means nothing. I have been called worse.”
Lucitius turned away, ignoring Nyx. Even though he technically could read minds, it was not a habit of his, so he did not catch Nyx’s thoughts.
“Are you the one they call Blue Angel?”Goldergon asked aloud.
“Aye, I am,”Lucitius replied.
Goldergon glared. Lucitius ignored him, and snorted at Nyx’s outburst. He call up a bubble-shaped shield, blocking every bit of Nyx’s attack.
“Indeed a youngling. Too full of rage to learn,”Lucitius sighed.
Goldergon teleported away until Nyx was done with his attack, then returned to his spot, unharmed.
Zytha looked at the horned being before her with excitement hidden in her green eyes. He could speak telepathically all well! The action always made her feel relieved and at peace, even if the creatures around her were less the friendly. The dragonlike being at the side of her nodded to her, in which she returned before turning her attention back to the one before her.
"I have spent quite some time in this world, I am as it is."
Her nose wrinkled with contempt at the elder dragon, already annoyed by his haughty demeanor. "We are not disciples seeking your teachings. We have all come for different reasons, most probably having nothing to do with your power or age."
Eventually, Nyx cools down enough to control himself again. "I… apologise for that." he snarls, obviously hating the taste of the words, but knowing that they're a necessary evil.
He turns to look at Goldergon. "Now, can you kindly explain to me who this… person… is?" he says in a soft voice, not really asking.
And also recieves a shock: the woman can speak. "May I ask your name?" he asks her telepathically, because he senses her discomfort with spoken language. He seems surprised by his own consideration for her, then dismisses it.
Toky: DON'T CALL ME FOXY NYX!!!!!!
Toky: [turns into a dark fox then runs at Nyx and bits his arm]
Goldergon sighed.
“This one is renown across our multiverse as a Protector. I have never met him, but from the tales, he is quite powerful, possibly more so than me. As he says, he is unique,”he explained, huffing as he said ‘Protector’.
Lucitius turned to Zythalyss as she spoke, completely ignoring Goldergon’s explanation, and snickered. He also dismissed his shield as an afterthought.
“‘Tis quite obvious, is it not? I know none of you are here because of me, yet mine power seems to attracts fools like this one constantly,”Lucitius snorted, indicating Nyx.
“All I desire is a quiet place to spend mine time. Yet, that never happens,”Lucitius added with an annoyed growl.
He puffed one last time on his pipe, then it faded away. He walked off, seeking a place of seclusion.
"I swear to…" Nyx says, turning his arm incorporeal and letting Toky just fall to the ground.
"When I say leave me alone, I mean it. I won't tell you again. Next time, I am throwing you across the village. I seem to be incapable of killing you." he snarls all of this, and turns away, giving his attention back to the woman.
He also hears what Goldergon said, and nods, too focused on this enigma to care about anything else at this moment.
Ruthie stretched as she exited the graveyard and looked around. How did she managed to get here again? No idea! She stood around for a bit, wondering why she was here again, before shrugging it off and joyfully walking away from the graveyard she appeared in. No turning back now.
Nyx appears untroubled by the magic surge that just occured. He knows whoever came into this world isn't a threat.
Zythalyss regarded Lucitius no longer as he walked away, her hands gripping the handle ofher umbrella tighter. She had never seen an Elder that was so proud and pompous.
Her eyes snapped towards Nyx when she realized he was speaking to her once more, his voice resounding in her head. "My name….is Zythalyss Yurenica. And yours?"
Toky: [walks away lonely]
