07-02-2023, 02:09:01 AM
Foolish woman. Do you really think your so-called Foundation can handle me? Or my souls I collect? The souls who I have in control of? They will be just like you and everyone here; tortured for eternity. As amusing as your false hope is, it is time to join the others.
The Ranger rises his/her arm into the sky as thunder booms nearby the camp. A dark soul rises out of the ground and circles around Popo before it absorbs itself into the boy. Popo's body trembles for several seconds before the pupils in his eyes disappear. He looks at Ai with hatred. Not the look one would expect a little boy to look at his mother with. No love, no warmth. It's a look of pure evil; and now, he wants Ai's blood. He growls at his mother in a way that sounds more demon than human. Ai asks Popo what's wrong with him, for he doesn't seem like himself. The little boy innocence he had was now gone as he lunges at Ai, yowling like a cheetah. He forces her onto the ground and gnaws at her neck. Blood sprays on Popo like a geyser as he eats away the flesh and organs inside her throat. Ai can't even muster a scream as her son chews through her vocal chords. Ai dies before Popo starts to chew on her jaw. He rips out a part of her mandible. He turns his head towards the others with her jaw bone still in his mouth, approaching everyone. As he swallows the bone, it gets stuck in his throat. He tries to cough it out, but it's so lodged in there, he can't breath. Popo's face glows ice blue as the dark soul leaves his body and go back under the ground. The boy keeps trying to cough out his mother's mandible before it finally comes out. Not through his mouth however. It tears through his own neck, protruding out of it like some bloody neck brace. He looks down at the bone that just came through his own neck before he takes one last breath before falling on his face into a puddle of his own blood.
Seconds later, the souls of Ai and Popo rise out of their bodies. Popo looks at his mother, crying as he rushes in to hug her. Ai embraces him as she figured out he wasn't himself when he killed her. Afterwards, everyone hears low moaning sounds as the dark souls rise out of the ground. They fly and circle around both mother and son. They close in and snatch them both away from each other. Ai and Popo scream for each other as they're both separated by the demonic souls as they fall through underground. Their voices calling out for each other echo before fading away.
Two souls for the price of one. But your negligence in voting has not worked in your favor as mother and son were both The Seers. It's unfortunate they both had to die like this. I can only imagine what their souls are going through right now. I can assure you, Ranger, torturing their souls is even more wonderful considering how they got rid of one of the innocent ones first. These people do not have the same luck like the ones at Blackmoon Forest a year ago. I wouldn't get too cocky if I were you, Witch. They can still find the other possessed. They can still win in the end like the ones at Blackmoon.
Keep deluding yourself, Ranger. Maybe you can sacrifice a goat and make it come true. But oh wait, look who is in control of your body. Know your place, for you are still a mere mortal being used as a vessel for me.
The Ranger rises his/her arm into the sky as thunder booms nearby the camp. A dark soul rises out of the ground and circles around Popo before it absorbs itself into the boy. Popo's body trembles for several seconds before the pupils in his eyes disappear. He looks at Ai with hatred. Not the look one would expect a little boy to look at his mother with. No love, no warmth. It's a look of pure evil; and now, he wants Ai's blood. He growls at his mother in a way that sounds more demon than human. Ai asks Popo what's wrong with him, for he doesn't seem like himself. The little boy innocence he had was now gone as he lunges at Ai, yowling like a cheetah. He forces her onto the ground and gnaws at her neck. Blood sprays on Popo like a geyser as he eats away the flesh and organs inside her throat. Ai can't even muster a scream as her son chews through her vocal chords. Ai dies before Popo starts to chew on her jaw. He rips out a part of her mandible. He turns his head towards the others with her jaw bone still in his mouth, approaching everyone. As he swallows the bone, it gets stuck in his throat. He tries to cough it out, but it's so lodged in there, he can't breath. Popo's face glows ice blue as the dark soul leaves his body and go back under the ground. The boy keeps trying to cough out his mother's mandible before it finally comes out. Not through his mouth however. It tears through his own neck, protruding out of it like some bloody neck brace. He looks down at the bone that just came through his own neck before he takes one last breath before falling on his face into a puddle of his own blood.
Seconds later, the souls of Ai and Popo rise out of their bodies. Popo looks at his mother, crying as he rushes in to hug her. Ai embraces him as she figured out he wasn't himself when he killed her. Afterwards, everyone hears low moaning sounds as the dark souls rise out of the ground. They fly and circle around both mother and son. They close in and snatch them both away from each other. Ai and Popo scream for each other as they're both separated by the demonic souls as they fall through underground. Their voices calling out for each other echo before fading away.
Two souls for the price of one. But your negligence in voting has not worked in your favor as mother and son were both The Seers. It's unfortunate they both had to die like this. I can only imagine what their souls are going through right now. I can assure you, Ranger, torturing their souls is even more wonderful considering how they got rid of one of the innocent ones first. These people do not have the same luck like the ones at Blackmoon Forest a year ago. I wouldn't get too cocky if I were you, Witch. They can still find the other possessed. They can still win in the end like the ones at Blackmoon.
Keep deluding yourself, Ranger. Maybe you can sacrifice a goat and make it come true. But oh wait, look who is in control of your body. Know your place, for you are still a mere mortal being used as a vessel for me.
I like bananas. They're yellow.