-First Person- / Extreme gore warning
Earth-
Year: 2056
Month: May
Day: 5th
A teen walks down the street with a stony expression. His gate is fast and his mind is in thinking fast but he is very calm. He is currently being followed by 4 men in regular clothes.
They blend in with the crowds that line the streets of new york. They have one goal. "They are not far away I can almost feel their breath. But let them come I hunger for their blood." Smiling he walks faster.
Taking a sharp turn into an ally he starts to sprint and hides behind a garbage can. He can hear the sounds of rushing feet, the hunters looking for their prey.
*Floshp*
A knife sinks deep into one of the men's stomachs spattering blood on the ground. "What the fu-" Before the stabbed man can utter another word the same knife plunges into his throat and stops the words.
Slipping on his own organs that fell out of him when he was slashed he fell on them making a wet sound.
"This fucker stabbed john!" grabbing inside his pants fast as he could he pulled out a pistol.
"These men are much too slow to be professionals" When cain was a little boy his father lifted the curse that kept the normal populace from using magic off him. After he learned to use the magic of old he formed an ignigata in his soul.
An ignigata takes the shape of the soul it is formed from. The teenagers' ignigata was a chain with razor-sharp spikes jutting out from every single spot making it look like a spine more than a chain. I chain that emphasized the destructive nature of the teen.
Cain the teenager, could control the chain at will he didn't even need to be touching the chain for him to have domination over the weapon.
" Come fight me!" Whipping the chain around in the air he blocked the bullets that were flying towards him. The men were using subsonic bullets trying to keep their mission quiet and not raise any eyebrows.
The whip ate through the flesh of the men and sent random body parts soaring through the air, thick blood fallowed the limbs coating both cain and the men in the red sticky liquid.
"You know, you guys are rather bad a killing, I thought I might have a challenge this time, but yet here I am disappointed and sad," Cain spoke with a sad voice.
While talking to the men tears started to run down his face even though he was smiling. "I am so bored being the strongest, not even the strongest monsters are much of a challange now."
Looking at the dismembered men on the ground that we're holding on to their organs and having trouble breathing cain was disgusted.
"This is what I get for holding on to hope that humans will get stronger, I guess it is expected. After all even I am a monster."
Cain's pupils became side-way slits; his goat-like eyes ripped apart the world with a look of insanity. His body started to slightly glow. "I guess I am just beyond the creatures of this world."
-As I looked at the dying men in front of me I felt no happiness, I don't like killing, I just like the act of fighting, and fighting brings death. I like it so much that I became the strongest on this planet, besides my father that is, who is an even greater monster than me.-
The young man made his way down the street the blood that was once on his clothes is no longer there; he had used magic to take it off, a simple task for the wizard.
*BOOM*
Reacting the very instant he felt the air twitch with more power than it should Cain had a magic shield up blocking the brunt of the magic force. Looking around with cold eyes he ripped apart the soundings with his eyes looking for the source of the explosion.
It didn't take Cain long to find the culprit of the sonic boom. He saw the ugliest creature he had ever seen. Its beauty was so much that it disgusted cain.
When he heard its voice he almost puked, it sounded too perfect to him, not of this world, and if anything cain hated things not of this world the most.
-As I looked at the creature I realized that I must go to my father for only he has answers. The angel as It will be described in the history books was explaining to the people that it was going to move the entirety of the populace to holp another world with their population, which was slowly dwindling.
A stupid choice, no human in their right mind would ever make love with another race outside of our own. Some of us find it uncomfortable to do it with our own people if their color of skin is different than their own.-
Cani tried to teleport to his father through the ring but he couldn't do it for some reason. Thinking logically he tried to use magic but that failed as well. Then he tried to use his soul weapon. "Thank god! It works, must have something to do with my soul not being able to be touched by that creature." He shouted with glee in his head.
Almost the minute he figured it could work his vision went white and he couldn't see.
Jakraa-
Year: 15,689
Month: Burning Moon
Day: 67th
The event that shook two worlds and changed the lives of billions would forever go down in history as The Angels Touch.
That day many people living on the coastlines of jakraa saw huge landmasses floating in the sky blotting out the sun and making children hide behind their mother's skirts. Men rushed inside their homes and pulled out magic heirlooms that had been passed down through their family's generations.
They had nothing to fear from the landmasses that loomed over them...yet