The Guardian

[solithar]

Name: Solithar

Job: Kings Guard

Age: The equivalent of a 20 year old human

Hes very nice. Likes to fight.

----Deceased-----

Solithar

King of the Celestials

@jam-todd (Chiyala)'s father

Older than creation(Chiyala)

REALLY BAD PERSON

He looks fine but his personality says otherwise

[solithar]

*gives u:

- your new friend's cookies!!

He made those himself!

Oh- Thank you :)

I like cookies :3

[solithar]

I dont understand half the things going on here... I wish to return home. Mother was making cookies before I was deposited into this world :(

Mothers cooking is delicious 😋 I want it .

[solithar]

What makes you think I can't? I have called myself your killer. I have killed you before.

Haven't they taught you not to underestimate your opponent? How foolish of you. Seems that somethings never change. Your hubris will aways be your downfall it seems

- 🪻

I'm not underestimating you, I am simply stating a fact. Unless my core cracks- which would make me gravely ill- I cannot be killed. No Celestial ever dies unless their core is cracked. It's a simple fact, really.

[solithar]

I threatened you of death.

It seems you have quite the jarring lack or functioning brain cells

- 🪻

Pfft you can't kill me :) which makes you funny for assuming you can

My brain cells work perfectly fine-

[solithar]

What makes you think we're friends?

- 🪻

Cause you're funny and nice and not weird :)

[solithar]

Why are so many people thirsting for you?

Distasteful

- 🪻

WHAT DOES THIRSTING EVEN MEAN-

Also you never told me your name :( How can we be friends if I dont know your name?

[solithar]

fine ass mannn SO FINE-

Excuse me-?

[solithar]

I am the shadows.

And I am your killer.

There's very little else you need to know.

- 🪻

That... Thats very ominous? How would you kill me though? Why not be nice and let me live?

[solithar]

PERMISION TO STARE RESPECTFULLY-?

Uhm- yes? I guess.... WHO ARE YOU?!

[solithar]

you are so fine sir-

Oh-

Thank you?

[solithar]

And who might you be.

Last I checked, I killed you... But not this you. Gas the universe just decided to mock me?

- 🪻

Hm?

Oh.

Hello?

I'm Solithar, Kings Gaurd or whatever title father gave me...

Who are you?

[solithar]

Hmm what's this place?

[solithar]

Meet me at the center of the city

- 🪻

I will.

[He's there ten seconds later]

[damientheprideprince]

*Damien is calmly finishing a popsicle against a lightpost*

"Well, shall we discuss terms or go straight to punching eachother?"

[solithar]

"Terms." He crosses his arms, looking unimpressed.

[damientheprideprince]

"Very well. It's to the death"

*he stated simply, flicking the wooden stick away, as it turned to ashes before it hit the ground*

"We're our only targets, and we only stop until the other's gone. Anything else is free game, biting, scratching, powers and whatever else. The fight is fair in powerlevels, not tactics. I have no problem playing low"

[solithar]

"Incorrect. If you kill me, Chiyala and Oryndor die."

[damientheprideprince]

*he chuckled mischievously, grinning*

"I wouldn't worry too much about it"

[solithar]

"You would rather they die?"

[damientheprideprince]

"They won't"

*he answered crypticly with a wide grin*

[solithar]

O_O

"I dont like the way you said that."

[damientheprideprince]

"Good"

*he smiled sweetly*

"Now shall we brawl?"

[solithar]

"I am concerned. Are weapons allowed or just fists?"

[damientheprideprince]

"Any weapons allowed! Bring a laser beam for all I care, it won't matter in the end"

*he shrugged with a carefree smile, making a show of leaving his chest unprotected*

[solithar]

"O...kay?...."

He summons his sword.

"Let's fight then."

[damientheprideprince]

"Glory!"

*he snaps his fingers, transporting them both to a dark, grey scale place, equal to the center of the city*

"Welcome, Solithar, to the realm of shadows!"

*he announces, lifting his hands up and summoning twin scimitar swords to his hands*

"Let us begin"

[solithar]

Solithar is over by Damien within a second, his sword cutting through Damien's arms.

[damientheprideprince]

*Damien stood there, his arms falling to the ground with a wet thud, black blood dripping down.

He hunches fowards, shaking. You'd think he's in pain until...

He crackles. Laughing like a maniac, his blood returning into his body and his arms reattaching themselves*

"Oh, now this will be a fight!!"

*he quickly turns to Solithar, appearing before him in seconds and slashing into his chest, deep enough his hands touched the flesh inside*

[solithar]

Solithar teleports back a few feet before charging again and slashing at Damien's throat. He teleports behind Damien and slashes at Damien's spine.

[damientheprideprince]

*he's smiling widely during the whole thing, his arms bending in weird ways to take a slash on Solithar, using his broken spine to bend backwards and bite a chunk off his torso before fixing himself up.

He swallows the flesh with a wide grin*

[solithar]

The flesh burns when Damien consumes it.

Solithar teleports back a few feet and just stares. "What. The. Fuck????" He says a few things in a language that Damien doesn't understand as well.

Solithar flicks his wrist, strings of burning red light grabbing onto Damien and attempting to restrain him.

[damientheprideprince]

*he laughs, melting into a puddle of black liquid that launches itself onto Solithar, Damien reforming but... Wrong. His skin is pitch black, body deformed besides being humanoid, spiky and bearing claws. He digs his swords on Solithar's shoulders, screeching on his face, his jaw unhinging and splitting in half, showing the many rows of sharp teeth within his mouth*

[solithar]

O_O

Solithar does not like that. Solithar does not like that at all.

He poofs into dust before reforming behind Damien and chopping Damian into quarters, then teleports back a few feet again.

[damientheprideprince]

*the quarters quickly glue themselves together, as Damien turns to charge against Solithar once more, this time stabbing his back as he bites onto the god's neck*

[solithar]

The purple lights around his forearm decay.

Solithar teleports a few feet away, wobbling a bit. His eye twitches, and he charges, chopping off Damien's hesd.

[damientheprideprince]

*his head threatens to fall, before his blood hardens and glues it back. He uses the momentum to launch himself foward, biting onto the god's arm, his bites starting to leave deep, darkened marks on his skin*

[solithar]

Solithar yanks his arm free, teleporting back a few feet. He snarls and raises his hand before sending a ball of black fire towards Damien. It hurts worse than anything Damien has ever felt upon impact.

[damientheprideprince]

*he hisses, stumbling back, but charging against Solithar regardless of still being on fire.

He elbowls the man in the wounded stomach, spitting a concentrated ray of fire inside the wound, setting his insides ablaze*

[solithar]

Solithar hisses and teleports a few feet away, he wobbles again. His eyes have dimmed in color and hes a bit paler now.

He snarls and launches more fire at Damien.

[damientheprideprince]

*this time he easily dodges, chirping and clicking his jaw mockingly, sprinting towards the man, abandoning his swords to dig his claws into his abdomen, searching for the heart*

[solithar]

His nervous system immediately lights on fire, the fire quickly spreads to Damien.

Solithar teleports away, but now his heart is visible. It's rather similar to Danny's core, except it's red and gold and not nearly as fragile.

[damientheprideprince]

"̷Ş̷̷Ŧ̷̷Ø̷̷Ƥ̷... ̷Ř̷̷Ữ̷̷Ň̷̷Ň̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ň̷̷Ǥ̷... ̷₣̷̷Ř̷̷Ø̷̷Μ̷ ̷Μ̷̷€̷... ̷Ć̷̷Ø̷̷Ŵ̷Δ̷̷Ř̷̷Đ̷"

*he hisses out with a manic smile, flexing his fingers, circling around the man like a vulture*

[solithar]

Solithar puts his hand over his exposed heart and steps back. He raises his other hand and summons about two blocks worth of fire and rains it down on both of them.

[damientheprideprince]

*he hides into the floor, his hand resurfacing to grab at Solithar's ankles, his claws reaching for his tendons*

[solithar]

He hisses and grabs Damien's wrist, yanking him out of the ground. Bad idea. His hair turns white. He throws Damien and sends lighting directly into Damien's nervous system.

[damientheprideprince]

*Damien crackles madly, letting the lightning hit him, his inexistent nervous system lighting up like moving rivers as he returns the electricity straight back at Solithar, shooting with a fingergun*

[solithar]

"Childish-" He teleports out of the way and rains down more fire, turning the ground into molten slag.

[damientheprideprince]

*he doesn't seem to mind the difference in texture of the ground, skipping over it to duck from the flames, shooting fire back at him*

[solithar]

Solithar teleports over to Damien and sticks his hand onto Damien's chest before consuming both of their bodies in fire.

[damientheprideprince]

*he grins triumphantly, grabbing Solithar's hand and pulling him deeper into his chest cavity.

There was Nothing inside.

A deep, deep Nothing. Ever consuming, ever hungry. The fire didn't matter, Solithar had fallen on the trap*

[solithar]

Solithar panics momentarily, but he can't get away and simply gets absorbed. Absorbing him hurts, like being hit by the black fire again.

[damientheprideprince]

*he hisses, but keeps going, clawing at the man, tearing at his flesh with his mouth, absorbing his energy and body.

It was worse than when he was burned by Lucifer's energy, but he didn't care. It was for his daughter and the safety of his children.

For them, anything*

[solithar]

When Solithar ceases to exist a man appears nearby, watching. He looks vaguely like Solithar but with a thinner frame and different deeo purple colored hair. "Do you want the throne?"

[damientheprideprince]

*he falls to the ground on his knees, shaking and panting, his body wavering before returning to his humane form*

"... So he was king..."

*he mumbles weakly, breathless*

"... No... One crown is already too heavy... I need not two of the damned things..."

[solithar]

"I see." He offers his hand to help Damien up. "Our kind don't fall easily, which is why i offered you the throne first."

[damientheprideprince]

*he takes a deep breath before accepting the man's hand, painstakingly rising to his feet*

"I... Am honored by the offer... But... I already have far too bothersome a throne... Waiting for me. Thank you, sir...?"

[solithar]

"Vaeloren." He teleports them both to the Lux's entrance. "Say hello to my brother and sister for me."

[damientheprideprince]

*he nods, leaning against the door*

"I will"

[solithar]

"Do you need help inside as well?"

[damientheprideprince]

"Ah, no, thank you, Vaeloren"

[solithar]

"Understood. Goodbye, Sir." He dissapears in a flash of purple light.

[solithar]

Meet me at the center of the city

- 🪻

I will.

[He's there ten seconds later]

[damientheprideprince]

*Damien is calmly finishing a popsicle against a lightpost*

"Well, shall we discuss terms or go straight to punching eachother?"

[solithar]

"Terms." He crosses his arms, looking unimpressed.

[damientheprideprince]

"Very well. It's to the death"

*he stated simply, flicking the wooden stick away, as it turned to ashes before it hit the ground*

"We're our only targets, and we only stop until the other's gone. Anything else is free game, biting, scratching, powers and whatever else. The fight is fair in powerlevels, not tactics. I have no problem playing low"

[solithar]

"Incorrect. If you kill me, Chiyala and Oryndor die."

[damientheprideprince]

*he chuckled mischievously, grinning*

"I wouldn't worry too much about it"

[solithar]

"You would rather they die?"

[damientheprideprince]

"They won't"

*he answered crypticly with a wide grin*

[solithar]

O_O

"I dont like the way you said that."

[damientheprideprince]

"Good"

*he smiled sweetly*

"Now shall we brawl?"

[solithar]

"I am concerned. Are weapons allowed or just fists?"

[damientheprideprince]

"Any weapons allowed! Bring a laser beam for all I care, it won't matter in the end"

*he shrugged with a carefree smile, making a show of leaving his chest unprotected*

[solithar]

"O...kay?...."

He summons his sword.

"Let's fight then."

[damientheprideprince]

"Glory!"

*he snaps his fingers, transporting them both to a dark, grey scale place, equal to the center of the city*

"Welcome, Solithar, to the realm of shadows!"

*he announces, lifting his hands up and summoning twin scimitar swords to his hands*

"Let us begin"

[solithar]

Solithar is over by Damien within a second, his sword cutting through Damien's arms.

[damientheprideprince]

*Damien stood there, his arms falling to the ground with a wet thud, black blood dripping down.

He hunches fowards, shaking. You'd think he's in pain until...

He crackles. Laughing like a maniac, his blood returning into his body and his arms reattaching themselves*

"Oh, now this will be a fight!!"

*he quickly turns to Solithar, appearing before him in seconds and slashing into his chest, deep enough his hands touched the flesh inside*

[solithar]

Solithar teleports back a few feet before charging again and slashing at Damien's throat. He teleports behind Damien and slashes at Damien's spine.

[damientheprideprince]

*he's smiling widely during the whole thing, his arms bending in weird ways to take a slash on Solithar, using his broken spine to bend backwards and bite a chunk off his torso before fixing himself up.

He swallows the flesh with a wide grin*

[solithar]

The flesh burns when Damien consumes it.

Solithar teleports back a few feet and just stares. "What. The. Fuck????" He says a few things in a language that Damien doesn't understand as well.

Solithar flicks his wrist, strings of burning red light grabbing onto Damien and attempting to restrain him.

[damientheprideprince]

*he laughs, melting into a puddle of black liquid that launches itself onto Solithar, Damien reforming but... Wrong. His skin is pitch black, body deformed besides being humanoid, spiky and bearing claws. He digs his swords on Solithar's shoulders, screeching on his face, his jaw unhinging and splitting in half, showing the many rows of sharp teeth within his mouth*

[solithar]

O_O

Solithar does not like that. Solithar does not like that at all.

He poofs into dust before reforming behind Damien and chopping Damian into quarters, then teleports back a few feet again.

[damientheprideprince]

*the quarters quickly glue themselves together, as Damien turns to charge against Solithar once more, this time stabbing his back as he bites onto the god's neck*

[solithar]

The purple lights around his forearm decay.

Solithar teleports a few feet away, wobbling a bit. His eye twitches, and he charges, chopping off Damien's hesd.

[damientheprideprince]

*his head threatens to fall, before his blood hardens and glues it back. He uses the momentum to launch himself foward, biting onto the god's arm, his bites starting to leave deep, darkened marks on his skin*

[solithar]

Solithar yanks his arm free, teleporting back a few feet. He snarls and raises his hand before sending a ball of black fire towards Damien. It hurts worse than anything Damien has ever felt upon impact.

[damientheprideprince]

*he hisses, stumbling back, but charging against Solithar regardless of still being on fire.

He elbowls the man in the wounded stomach, spitting a concentrated ray of fire inside the wound, setting his insides ablaze*

[solithar]

Solithar hisses and teleports a few feet away, he wobbles again. His eyes have dimmed in color and hes a bit paler now.

He snarls and launches more fire at Damien.

[damientheprideprince]

*this time he easily dodges, chirping and clicking his jaw mockingly, sprinting towards the man, abandoning his swords to dig his claws into his abdomen, searching for the heart*

[solithar]

His nervous system immediately lights on fire, the fire quickly spreads to Damien.

Solithar teleports away, but now his heart is visible. It's rather similar to Danny's core, except it's red and gold and not nearly as fragile.

[damientheprideprince]

"̷Ş̷̷Ŧ̷̷Ø̷̷Ƥ̷... ̷Ř̷̷Ữ̷̷Ň̷̷Ň̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ň̷̷Ǥ̷... ̷₣̷̷Ř̷̷Ø̷̷Μ̷ ̷Μ̷̷€̷... ̷Ć̷̷Ø̷̷Ŵ̷Δ̷̷Ř̷̷Đ̷"

*he hisses out with a manic smile, flexing his fingers, circling around the man like a vulture*

[solithar]

Solithar puts his hand over his exposed heart and steps back. He raises his other hand and summons about two blocks worth of fire and rains it down on both of them.

[damientheprideprince]

*he hides into the floor, his hand resurfacing to grab at Solithar's ankles, his claws reaching for his tendons*

[solithar]

He hisses and grabs Damien's wrist, yanking him out of the ground. Bad idea. His hair turns white. He throws Damien and sends lighting directly into Damien's nervous system.

[damientheprideprince]

*Damien crackles madly, letting the lightning hit him, his inexistent nervous system lighting up like moving rivers as he returns the electricity straight back at Solithar, shooting with a fingergun*

[solithar]

"Childish-" He teleports out of the way and rains down more fire, turning the ground into molten slag.

[damientheprideprince]

*he doesn't seem to mind the difference in texture of the ground, skipping over it to duck from the flames, shooting fire back at him*

[solithar]

Solithar teleports over to Damien and sticks his hand onto Damien's chest before consuming both of their bodies in fire.

[damientheprideprince]

*he grins triumphantly, grabbing Solithar's hand and pulling him deeper into his chest cavity.

There was Nothing inside.

A deep, deep Nothing. Ever consuming, ever hungry. The fire didn't matter, Solithar had fallen on the trap*

[solithar]

Solithar panics momentarily, but he can't get away and simply gets absorbed. Absorbing him hurts, like being hit by the black fire again.

[damientheprideprince]

*he hisses, but keeps going, clawing at the man, tearing at his flesh with his mouth, absorbing his energy and body.

It was worse than when he was burned by Lucifer's energy, but he didn't care. It was for his daughter and the safety of his children.

For them, anything*

[solithar]

When Solithar ceases to exist a man appears nearby, watching. He looks vaguely like Solithar but with a thinner frame and different deeo purple colored hair. "Do you want the throne?"

[damientheprideprince]

*he falls to the ground on his knees, shaking and panting, his body wavering before returning to his humane form*

"... So he was king..."

*he mumbles weakly, breathless*

"... No... One crown is already too heavy... I need not two of the damned things..."

[solithar]

"I see." He offers his hand to help Damien up. "Our kind don't fall easily, which is why i offered you the throne first."

[damientheprideprince]

*he takes a deep breath before accepting the man's hand, painstakingly rising to his feet*

"I... Am honored by the offer... But... I already have far too bothersome a throne... Waiting for me. Thank you, sir...?"

[solithar]

"Vaeloren." He teleports them both to the Lux's entrance. "Say hello to my brother and sister for me."

[damientheprideprince]

*he nods, leaning against the door*

"I will"

[solithar]

"Do you need help inside as well?"

[solithar]

Meet me at the center of the city

- 🪻

I will.

[He's there ten seconds later]

[damientheprideprince]

*Damien is calmly finishing a popsicle against a lightpost*

"Well, shall we discuss terms or go straight to punching eachother?"

[solithar]

"Terms." He crosses his arms, looking unimpressed.

[damientheprideprince]

"Very well. It's to the death"

*he stated simply, flicking the wooden stick away, as it turned to ashes before it hit the ground*

"We're our only targets, and we only stop until the other's gone. Anything else is free game, biting, scratching, powers and whatever else. The fight is fair in powerlevels, not tactics. I have no problem playing low"

[solithar]

"Incorrect. If you kill me, Chiyala and Oryndor die."

[damientheprideprince]

*he chuckled mischievously, grinning*

"I wouldn't worry too much about it"

[solithar]

"You would rather they die?"

[damientheprideprince]

"They won't"

*he answered crypticly with a wide grin*

[solithar]

O_O

"I dont like the way you said that."

[damientheprideprince]

"Good"

*he smiled sweetly*

"Now shall we brawl?"

[solithar]

"I am concerned. Are weapons allowed or just fists?"

[damientheprideprince]

"Any weapons allowed! Bring a laser beam for all I care, it won't matter in the end"

*he shrugged with a carefree smile, making a show of leaving his chest unprotected*

[solithar]

"O...kay?...."

He summons his sword.

"Let's fight then."

[damientheprideprince]

"Glory!"

*he snaps his fingers, transporting them both to a dark, grey scale place, equal to the center of the city*

"Welcome, Solithar, to the realm of shadows!"

*he announces, lifting his hands up and summoning twin scimitar swords to his hands*

"Let us begin"

[solithar]

Solithar is over by Damien within a second, his sword cutting through Damien's arms.

[damientheprideprince]

*Damien stood there, his arms falling to the ground with a wet thud, black blood dripping down.

He hunches fowards, shaking. You'd think he's in pain until...

He crackles. Laughing like a maniac, his blood returning into his body and his arms reattaching themselves*

"Oh, now this will be a fight!!"

*he quickly turns to Solithar, appearing before him in seconds and slashing into his chest, deep enough his hands touched the flesh inside*

[solithar]

Solithar teleports back a few feet before charging again and slashing at Damien's throat. He teleports behind Damien and slashes at Damien's spine.

[damientheprideprince]

*he's smiling widely during the whole thing, his arms bending in weird ways to take a slash on Solithar, using his broken spine to bend backwards and bite a chunk off his torso before fixing himself up.

He swallows the flesh with a wide grin*

[solithar]

The flesh burns when Damien consumes it.

Solithar teleports back a few feet and just stares. "What. The. Fuck????" He says a few things in a language that Damien doesn't understand as well.

Solithar flicks his wrist, strings of burning red light grabbing onto Damien and attempting to restrain him.

[damientheprideprince]

*he laughs, melting into a puddle of black liquid that launches itself onto Solithar, Damien reforming but... Wrong. His skin is pitch black, body deformed besides being humanoid, spiky and bearing claws. He digs his swords on Solithar's shoulders, screeching on his face, his jaw unhinging and splitting in half, showing the many rows of sharp teeth within his mouth*

[solithar]

O_O

Solithar does not like that. Solithar does not like that at all.

He poofs into dust before reforming behind Damien and chopping Damian into quarters, then teleports back a few feet again.

[damientheprideprince]

*the quarters quickly glue themselves together, as Damien turns to charge against Solithar once more, this time stabbing his back as he bites onto the god's neck*

[solithar]

The purple lights around his forearm decay.

Solithar teleports a few feet away, wobbling a bit. His eye twitches, and he charges, chopping off Damien's hesd.

[damientheprideprince]

*his head threatens to fall, before his blood hardens and glues it back. He uses the momentum to launch himself foward, biting onto the god's arm, his bites starting to leave deep, darkened marks on his skin*

[solithar]

Solithar yanks his arm free, teleporting back a few feet. He snarls and raises his hand before sending a ball of black fire towards Damien. It hurts worse than anything Damien has ever felt upon impact.

[damientheprideprince]

*he hisses, stumbling back, but charging against Solithar regardless of still being on fire.

He elbowls the man in the wounded stomach, spitting a concentrated ray of fire inside the wound, setting his insides ablaze*

[solithar]

Solithar hisses and teleports a few feet away, he wobbles again. His eyes have dimmed in color and hes a bit paler now.

He snarls and launches more fire at Damien.

[damientheprideprince]

*this time he easily dodges, chirping and clicking his jaw mockingly, sprinting towards the man, abandoning his swords to dig his claws into his abdomen, searching for the heart*

[solithar]

His nervous system immediately lights on fire, the fire quickly spreads to Damien.

Solithar teleports away, but now his heart is visible. It's rather similar to Danny's core, except it's red and gold and not nearly as fragile.

[damientheprideprince]

"̷Ş̷̷Ŧ̷̷Ø̷̷Ƥ̷... ̷Ř̷̷Ữ̷̷Ň̷̷Ň̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ň̷̷Ǥ̷... ̷₣̷̷Ř̷̷Ø̷̷Μ̷ ̷Μ̷̷€̷... ̷Ć̷̷Ø̷̷Ŵ̷Δ̷̷Ř̷̷Đ̷"

*he hisses out with a manic smile, flexing his fingers, circling around the man like a vulture*

[solithar]

Solithar puts his hand over his exposed heart and steps back. He raises his other hand and summons about two blocks worth of fire and rains it down on both of them.

[damientheprideprince]

*he hides into the floor, his hand resurfacing to grab at Solithar's ankles, his claws reaching for his tendons*

[solithar]

He hisses and grabs Damien's wrist, yanking him out of the ground. Bad idea. His hair turns white. He throws Damien and sends lighting directly into Damien's nervous system.

[damientheprideprince]

*Damien crackles madly, letting the lightning hit him, his inexistent nervous system lighting up like moving rivers as he returns the electricity straight back at Solithar, shooting with a fingergun*

[solithar]

"Childish-" He teleports out of the way and rains down more fire, turning the ground into molten slag.

[damientheprideprince]

*he doesn't seem to mind the difference in texture of the ground, skipping over it to duck from the flames, shooting fire back at him*

[solithar]

Solithar teleports over to Damien and sticks his hand onto Damien's chest before consuming both of their bodies in fire.

[damientheprideprince]

*he grins triumphantly, grabbing Solithar's hand and pulling him deeper into his chest cavity.

There was Nothing inside.

A deep, deep Nothing. Ever consuming, ever hungry. The fire didn't matter, Solithar had fallen on the trap*

[solithar]

Solithar panics momentarily, but he can't get away and simply gets absorbed. Absorbing him hurts, like being hit by the black fire again.

[damientheprideprince]

*he hisses, but keeps going, clawing at the man, tearing at his flesh with his mouth, absorbing his energy and body.

It was worse than when he was burned by Lucifer's energy, but he didn't care. It was for his daughter and the safety of his children.

For them, anything*

[solithar]

When Solithar ceases to exist a man appears nearby, watching. He looks vaguely like Solithar but with a thinner frame and different deeo purple colored hair. "Do you want the throne?"

[damientheprideprince]

*he falls to the ground on his knees, shaking and panting, his body wavering before returning to his humane form*

"... So he was king..."

*he mumbles weakly, breathless*

"... No... One crown is already too heavy... I need not two of the damned things..."

[solithar]

"I see." He offers his hand to help Damien up. "Our kind don't fall easily, which is why i offered you the throne first."

[damientheprideprince]

*he takes a deep breath before accepting the man's hand, painstakingly rising to his feet*

"I... Am honored by the offer... But... I already have far too bothersome a throne... Waiting for me. Thank you, sir...?"

[solithar]

"Vaeloren." He teleports them both to the Lux's entrance. "Say hello to my brother and sister for me."

[solithar]

Meet me at the center of the city

- 🪻

I will.

[He's there ten seconds later]

[damientheprideprince]

*Damien is calmly finishing a popsicle against a lightpost*

"Well, shall we discuss terms or go straight to punching eachother?"

[solithar]

"Terms." He crosses his arms, looking unimpressed.

[damientheprideprince]

"Very well. It's to the death"

*he stated simply, flicking the wooden stick away, as it turned to ashes before it hit the ground*

"We're our only targets, and we only stop until the other's gone. Anything else is free game, biting, scratching, powers and whatever else. The fight is fair in powerlevels, not tactics. I have no problem playing low"

[solithar]

"Incorrect. If you kill me, Chiyala and Oryndor die."

[damientheprideprince]

*he chuckled mischievously, grinning*

"I wouldn't worry too much about it"

[solithar]

"You would rather they die?"

[damientheprideprince]

"They won't"

*he answered crypticly with a wide grin*

[solithar]

O_O

"I dont like the way you said that."

[damientheprideprince]

"Good"

*he smiled sweetly*

"Now shall we brawl?"

[solithar]

"I am concerned. Are weapons allowed or just fists?"

[damientheprideprince]

"Any weapons allowed! Bring a laser beam for all I care, it won't matter in the end"

*he shrugged with a carefree smile, making a show of leaving his chest unprotected*

[solithar]

"O...kay?...."

He summons his sword.

"Let's fight then."

[damientheprideprince]

"Glory!"

*he snaps his fingers, transporting them both to a dark, grey scale place, equal to the center of the city*

"Welcome, Solithar, to the realm of shadows!"

*he announces, lifting his hands up and summoning twin scimitar swords to his hands*

"Let us begin"

[solithar]

Solithar is over by Damien within a second, his sword cutting through Damien's arms.

[damientheprideprince]

*Damien stood there, his arms falling to the ground with a wet thud, black blood dripping down.

He hunches fowards, shaking. You'd think he's in pain until...

He crackles. Laughing like a maniac, his blood returning into his body and his arms reattaching themselves*

"Oh, now this will be a fight!!"

*he quickly turns to Solithar, appearing before him in seconds and slashing into his chest, deep enough his hands touched the flesh inside*

[solithar]

Solithar teleports back a few feet before charging again and slashing at Damien's throat. He teleports behind Damien and slashes at Damien's spine.

[damientheprideprince]

*he's smiling widely during the whole thing, his arms bending in weird ways to take a slash on Solithar, using his broken spine to bend backwards and bite a chunk off his torso before fixing himself up.

He swallows the flesh with a wide grin*

[solithar]

The flesh burns when Damien consumes it.

Solithar teleports back a few feet and just stares. "What. The. Fuck????" He says a few things in a language that Damien doesn't understand as well.

Solithar flicks his wrist, strings of burning red light grabbing onto Damien and attempting to restrain him.

[damientheprideprince]

*he laughs, melting into a puddle of black liquid that launches itself onto Solithar, Damien reforming but... Wrong. His skin is pitch black, body deformed besides being humanoid, spiky and bearing claws. He digs his swords on Solithar's shoulders, screeching on his face, his jaw unhinging and splitting in half, showing the many rows of sharp teeth within his mouth*

[solithar]

O_O

Solithar does not like that. Solithar does not like that at all.

He poofs into dust before reforming behind Damien and chopping Damian into quarters, then teleports back a few feet again.

[damientheprideprince]

*the quarters quickly glue themselves together, as Damien turns to charge against Solithar once more, this time stabbing his back as he bites onto the god's neck*

[solithar]

The purple lights around his forearm decay.

Solithar teleports a few feet away, wobbling a bit. His eye twitches, and he charges, chopping off Damien's hesd.

[damientheprideprince]

*his head threatens to fall, before his blood hardens and glues it back. He uses the momentum to launch himself foward, biting onto the god's arm, his bites starting to leave deep, darkened marks on his skin*

[solithar]

Solithar yanks his arm free, teleporting back a few feet. He snarls and raises his hand before sending a ball of black fire towards Damien. It hurts worse than anything Damien has ever felt upon impact.

[damientheprideprince]

*he hisses, stumbling back, but charging against Solithar regardless of still being on fire.

He elbowls the man in the wounded stomach, spitting a concentrated ray of fire inside the wound, setting his insides ablaze*

[solithar]

Solithar hisses and teleports a few feet away, he wobbles again. His eyes have dimmed in color and hes a bit paler now.

He snarls and launches more fire at Damien.

[damientheprideprince]

*this time he easily dodges, chirping and clicking his jaw mockingly, sprinting towards the man, abandoning his swords to dig his claws into his abdomen, searching for the heart*

[solithar]

His nervous system immediately lights on fire, the fire quickly spreads to Damien.

Solithar teleports away, but now his heart is visible. It's rather similar to Danny's core, except it's red and gold and not nearly as fragile.

[damientheprideprince]

"̷Ş̷̷Ŧ̷̷Ø̷̷Ƥ̷... ̷Ř̷̷Ữ̷̷Ň̷̷Ň̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ň̷̷Ǥ̷... ̷₣̷̷Ř̷̷Ø̷̷Μ̷ ̷Μ̷̷€̷... ̷Ć̷̷Ø̷̷Ŵ̷Δ̷̷Ř̷̷Đ̷"

*he hisses out with a manic smile, flexing his fingers, circling around the man like a vulture*

[solithar]

Solithar puts his hand over his exposed heart and steps back. He raises his other hand and summons about two blocks worth of fire and rains it down on both of them.

[damientheprideprince]

*he hides into the floor, his hand resurfacing to grab at Solithar's ankles, his claws reaching for his tendons*

[solithar]

He hisses and grabs Damien's wrist, yanking him out of the ground. Bad idea. His hair turns white. He throws Damien and sends lighting directly into Damien's nervous system.

[damientheprideprince]

*Damien crackles madly, letting the lightning hit him, his inexistent nervous system lighting up like moving rivers as he returns the electricity straight back at Solithar, shooting with a fingergun*

[solithar]

"Childish-" He teleports out of the way and rains down more fire, turning the ground into molten slag.

[damientheprideprince]

*he doesn't seem to mind the difference in texture of the ground, skipping over it to duck from the flames, shooting fire back at him*

[solithar]

Solithar teleports over to Damien and sticks his hand onto Damien's chest before consuming both of their bodies in fire.

[damientheprideprince]

*he grins triumphantly, grabbing Solithar's hand and pulling him deeper into his chest cavity.

There was Nothing inside.

A deep, deep Nothing. Ever consuming, ever hungry. The fire didn't matter, Solithar had fallen on the trap*

[solithar]

Solithar panics momentarily, but he can't get away and simply gets absorbed. Absorbing him hurts, like being hit by the black fire again.

[damientheprideprince]

*he hisses, but keeps going, clawing at the man, tearing at his flesh with his mouth, absorbing his energy and body.

It was worse than when he was burned by Lucifer's energy, but he didn't care. It was for his daughter and the safety of his children.

For them, anything*

[solithar]

When Solithar ceases to exist a man appears nearby, watching. He looks vaguely like Solithar but with a thinner frame and different deeo purple colored hair. "Do you want the throne?"

[damientheprideprince]

*he falls to the ground on his knees, shaking and panting, his body wavering before returning to his humane form*

"... So he was king..."

*he mumbles weakly, breathless*

"... No... One crown is already too heavy... I need not two of the damned things..."

[solithar]

"I see." He offers his hand to help Damien up. "Our kind don't fall easily, which is why i offered you the throne first."