Avidity to Suppress

[TheTerrorofDeath]

Im up for, yet another challenge. I know, surprising isn't it?
As for the challenger, you must post regularly. If not, your out, no arguments.
Non-contium, normal rules apply.

Name- Aggelos Thumos/ “Ouranos Agnoema”

Age- 35

Gender- Male

Race- Angel

Appearance- Aggelos is incredibly large. His emerald eyes reveal false impressions of his personality. His hair is short, dyed light blonde, and spiked up naturally. His blonde facial hair, considered a small beard, gives off an older age than what he really is. He wears no shirt as his well formed body has two contraptions on his back, wings. The wings sprout out of his back at an angel, and form an arc on each side. The feathers which are solid white overlap one another. The outer layings of his wings are a sky blue, with a deep scar on his left one. He wears saggy white pants held up by a blue belt. His body alone shows his enormous strength and power, but his old look shows his knowledge of battle.

Weapons~ Alkimos

This sword, strapped to the sides of his belt, faintly glows blue constantly. Its edges are somewhat round and arc to a point at the top, then coming back down to a curve. The sides of the blade are written in ancient greek. Several lines run down the side to the hilt. The hilt is tipped with gold, solidified in silver. The sides of the hilt are coherent to Aggelos, with wings of its own. The wings are three feet in length on each side. The loosely strung feathers hang down to the bottom of the hilt, forming a handle. They resemble colors of his own. The sword is said to weigh as much as a feather, further increasing Aggelos’ ability to swing the sword at an agile rate. The speed is rumored to be inhuman. The sword’s glow conceals its abilities. Only in the midst of battle does the glow fade and its true powers are shown.

Alkimos was forged in the sanctuary of Olympus, similar to the Blade of Olympus. Dipped in its holy waters, it gave it an eternal glow. The blade was given two forms, one with its glow, and its true power, without its glow. In its simple form, it is said that the blade had the mind of one in heaven, but its other form was that of hell. When the blade gives of a fluorescent light blue shine, it can convict its opponents with the manipulation of lightning. With Alkimos at hand, its power poured into Aggelos’ wings. The wings had an ability to form a light shield and construct sharp spikes from the feathers. The wings eased its way to manipulation of the wind.

In its true power, Alkimos utilized Holy and the dead. Alkimos’s two sides were hidden away because of the sins it caused. While Alkimos was being constructed, Hades took position of the blade and used it for his own good. With this, it was granted to raise the armies of Hades. Holy gave spiritual healing and recovery. Aggelo’s power, speed, and mind power increased. Holy also provides Salvation, given the ability to resist any element.

ψυχήnρόσοδοσ- Throughout the course of the battle, at a given time, Aggelo's can change his eyes to those of the dead. They are tinted with a dark golden hue with several black spots randomly placed around the pupil. In this form, a straight on look, eye to eye, will cause time itself to freeze. Within this period, the souls of the dead appear and attempt to take the opponents soul. This can prove deadly, if successful.

Background- Aggelos was born as a human. He lived a mediocre life with his parents supporting him throughout his early years. Unknowing, he was born into a family of royalty. His father was currently king and he was heir to the throne. The country praised them in their years of position. They had been at war with its neighboring country, and with the custom of total war, the country was going down economically.

In a desperate attempt to end the war quickly, his father was killed, leaving him the next in line. Being granted the crown, he mourned his father’s death and questioned his ability to lead. Soon, he became known throughout, as he won battle after battle. His tactics were inevitable to death for his enemies. Eventually he fell in love with a women, named Loveta. Loveta had been a messenger from their enemy. They fell in love secretly and became married not too long after. This of course was against policy but it didn’t matter to him, love was love. As suspicion aroused, a spy found out and publicized the whole event. Being accused of such an event as king, he would be overthrown, but some even thought of a more cruel punishment as hanging. A simple event as secret affairs wasn’t considered that high of a crime, but he wasn’t considered a citizen of the country no longer. The night he stepped off his thrown, he was assassinated by the very spy who caught them. As his life flashed before his eyes, he was drowned in a pure light and fell unconscious.

Waking up, he knew that his death was too serious to be left upon the earth again, instead he found himself upon the gates of Olympus. Frightened, he found wings attached to his back.

“Young one, don’t be scared. This is common among those who have died. You have been accepted into Olympus with the gods themselves. Your deeds down on earth have been deemed worthy of your title you have now. An angel of Olympus. Go on and now live your life.”

He shook his head in disbelief and found himself on the other side of the gates. Life seemed to be luxury as women and men alike were serene and glorious. They enjoyed what they were given up here. The gods as well roamed with the angels as common people of Olympus. Palaces stood up, and roads raced long. A golden lining ran across every building, and built with white bricks. There was a steady wind that never seemed to speed up or slow down. It was as if time itself stopped. He walked slowly down the streets admiring the so called “heaven”. He would spend the next few years watching down on the others in the world below.

As he aged slowly in the several years he spent up there, he found himself standing within the gates of Olympus, contemplating his wife before him. The guardsman approached her in a calm manner,
“Loveta, unfortunately you have been guilty of mattes that you know you’ve done and will not be discussed of. Your life below was a waste, so we shall now bid you farewell to the underworld and hell.”
As he overheard, he flew over the gates and rushed to hold his wife once more. She then vanished with a motion of the guardsman’s hand.

“Noooooooo. Please don’t do this. I beg you to give her second chance. Please.”

Instead he walked up only reciting what she done. He couldn’t believe that his wife was accused of murder and purged into hell. He wouldn’t have it like this and vengeance soon took over. That night, he quietly snuck out of the gates to the guardsman’s sleeping quarters. Picking up a nearby blade, he thrusted it into the chest of the man. Only leaving behind his screeching yell, Zeus had seen what happened and stopped Aggelos.

“You have just committed a sin, young one. You will now be punished severely. Your soul will be given to my brother, Hades and forever burn in hell. You will not see your wife down there as well, as she will be brought into purgatory. Farewell.”

Within seconds, he fell from the sky only to faint and reawaken in a dark place. Hades stood above him. Hades was incredibly tall and dark skinned. His beard was rough as well as his face. A constant flame circled his body. His voice was deep and toned.

“Aggelos, I’ve heard much of you. My brother has forbid you here as punishment. Fortunately for you, I’m giving you a second chance. I have been in the process of building and army to stand up to Olympus and take over as the new ruler of Olympus. Zeus has done me wrong and thrown me done here and expects me to be fine as the ruler of this hell. I am offering you to lead this army of hell to fight against Olympus. Your history had proven your knowledge of war, and you would do well to agree. Take this blade, it will grant you the power you need to take down Zeus alone. I don’t expect you to decline.”

With the offer granted, Hades walked away into a nearby chamber. Aggelos stood up taking the blade from the ground. Instantly he felt an energy run through his body as his wings responded vigorously. Walking to the ledge of a small platform, he witnessed the largest army he had ever seen. Cries of victory rang through the dead. They all screamed for him to lead them to a new life. He held the blade up high, and a louder cheer was heard. A stairway glew faintly as a portal became known at the end up it. They slowly headed into the portal. As time passed the army had finally entered into the realm of Olympus. With Aggelos at head he screamed for the war to begin.

Bloodshed ran deep on the ground of heaven. The surprise attack gave the advantage as angels fell with the blades of the dead. Even the gods stood little chance against the numerous army. Zeus stood above upon his chamber staring down in hear. Aggelos flew up to meet him. Clinching his fists together, and grasping his blade they began the strife. Zeus threw several bolts of lightning in his direction. With a quick sweep, the blade repelled the bolts with its own and further increased its power with its own lightning, striking down Zeus. On one knee, Aggelos, stood above the god smirking as he ran Alkimos through Zeus. As Zeus fell to his death, Hades appeared behind Aggelos, and did his own deed of betrayal. Aggelos fell to his knees with a blade in his back.

“I thank you for your assistance. You’ve accomplished something I could not. But unfortunately I have a feeling that you will in time become a nuisance with the power you withhold. For that, I will give you a second chance at life on your precious Earth. Once down there, you may do as you will. I thank you once again, “Heaven’s Sin”.

With a deep, intimidating life, he found himself vanishing and reappearing on Earth. A new start. A new perspective. And he would make the best of it. As a warrior of the omniverse he swore to die knowing that no one could beat him, and once he was, he would kill Hades as he did Zeus.

[KHFanatic4565]

(I accept your suppression.)


Name: Gabriel "The Grand Marshall"

Age: Looks 21

Gender: Male

Race: Unknown

Appearence: Once, he carried a basic appearence. Now that look has been modified:

- His cloak has gained a golden outline.
- His hair has lengthened/gained a silver tint, retaining the blonde.
- His armor has also been modified with a golden belt
- His metal gloves have been replaced with a golden/dark matter material; both have the symbol, modified with the addition of angel/demon wings.
- A crystal in the shape of a heart is placed on the breast plate.
- Silver armor plates have been added.
- The Dawn Reaver has evolved into Royal Dawn.

After being sent to Hell by Setekh, more changes to the appearence.

- He keeps his arms/hands wrapped in bandage-like material.
- He has abandoned his armor, left for whoever to use as they please. He now wears a worn outfit(will describe in Role-Play)
- Now carries bangs, which cover the eyes.
- Solidus state


Weapons: Royal Dawn- The once golden blade has darkened to represent his Evolution as the Grand Marshal. Thus, it's powers have greatly increased.

Jewel of Naught- A sword that Gabriel found during his sometime after being sealed in Hell. It sparkles with a dark tint, unlike the Royal Dawn.

Personality: Once, he was in perfect balance in this respect. For example, he was very stingy when it came to secrets, but he also, at times, gave out secrets freely. Another example would be in his varying strategies of conservitive, liberal, & radical war. Now, he has acheived a more higher sense of balance due to the loss of his chaotic tendencies.

Changes:
- Gabriel now can't, in any way except act, mold his personality.
- Half of his personality is light, while the other is dark.

After being devoured by Set/trapped in hell, all of these changes are null/void.

(Part II)

Biography(Prophecy)

There is much purity/corruption in the world,
Once left over from the being of chaos/the original
Material of the Omniverse. One falls; the other lives.

One's conception came from the negative;
Another from the positive. 2 more acheived
Birth due to the imbalance; many shades of grey.

Revealed only by the end;
Unleashed by fog, snow, & fire.
Woe to dreams abound.

Beginning:

Born as a human, he enjoyed a plentiful life. Love from family kept him sheltered from the evils of the outside world. Also, he cherished his older sister, who, to him, was an idol. For 3 years, Gabriel acheived a normal infancy/toddler stages. During his 3rd year, all become a nightmare/shaping of Gabriel.

The government became corrupted by it's absolute power over it's citizens/the absolute control of wealth. A de facto leader rose/consolidated his power by slaughtering all who opposed him. His parents would not be spared from the chaos. They were executed under false charges of 'inciting revolt against the state.' This formed Gabriel's opinion of life, to an extent, but also began Gabriel's loss of life.

Gabriel/his older sister were forced into orphanages. The conditions there were unbearable, from dirty lavatories to insufficient meals. Leaders of the orphanage were cruel/merciless, allowing anarchy to take place by children to the point of organizing them directly. This was a horrible time for Gabriel, which culminated in the crack that sealed Gabriel's course: the loss of his sister.

When Gabriel was forced into the orphanage, his sister joined him. Their bond kept them both going despite all the troubles they had. Unfortunately, this could not last. Government soldiers arrived at the orphanage searching for girls. His sister was one of those picked, but Gabriel would not stand for it, so he charged at them, kicking/screaming in a futile attempt. The response was quick; he was picked up/had his throat slit. After this, both siblings were forced on different paths.

Death:

It was a fearful event for the child, since he did not live long enough to be placed within Heaven or Hell, so he was trapped within Nothing. The pain caused by the time spent within the area would cause his chaotic phychological tendencies. Eventually, something appeared, leaving the now teenage soul in awe. That something turned out to be a door, which Gabriel willingly entered.

Transition:

Gabriel awoke in a strange room that was extremely bright. He had to shield his eyes to prevent blindness, but when he touched his face, his hand passed through it. His soul had abandoned his body. With despair, he sunk to the floor, which, suprisingly, was hollow to him. Finally, he heard voices within the room. 9 beings in cloaks were around him in a circle. Each cloak was a different color. With determention, he asked them, "Where am I?" The one in the white cloak responded to this with, "The World of Order, son. You are here to take your place." "What place, dummy," asked a despairing Gabriel. "Your place among us, of course," replied the one in the silver cloak. Thus, does Gabriel's story begin. He trained for his position within them with a determination that has yet been seen. Both mind/body were trained for that preparation. Finally, after 8 years, he learned of his position/took his place as, "Grand Marshall" He recieved his armor, which would allow him to travel to the Human World, & the Dawn Reaver, a very special weapon only usable by himself. (From Original Bio.)

Through his time, he met many beings, from humanity to angels. His objectives were to keep balance between Light/Dark. At one point, he began to develop his role within certain governments. When government failed to keep balance, he helped destroy it. Ultimately, he would hear of a tournament which would set himself on a different course.

KHInsider Tournament:

For his 1st match, he won by default against a petty princess named Trinity. For his next match, he faced to great creator of this Omniverse: Ukiah Oregon. Expecting to lose, he prepared his affairs/named a successor, but Ukiah spared him for unknown reasons/he moved on. Finally, he would fall in the Semi-Final. This tournament helped Gabriel to realize that the Omniverse was beginning to crumble. At the advice of the 9, he decided to take the Evolution.

(Now is the end of the Original period; thus begins the period of Kyriotetes.)

Evolution(Introduction)

The Evolution is a series of tests based upon earthly powers.

1. Death

Gabriel found himself within his original body at time of death as an observer, unable to control the functions. He watched as he died, forced to answer a question: Why? Gabriel sufficient answer, in his opinion, was: In the defense of the last remaining tie to my life. Thus, he learned of the necessity of Death by one of the 9: Thanatos. If all people were immortal, then the Omniverse would overflow, &, in turn, all would be obliterated. Also, he learned the need of compassion, for, without it, then any being with control over Death would be, despite their power, weak.

2. Time

Next, he found himself within a library where another member of the 9, Chronos, awaited him. Chronos guided him through his homeworld's life after his death. It seems that it brought upon itself self-destruction by the Darkness. Gabriel then was taken through the outlying secrets of the Omniverse, like the Psychosphere. He also learned that his sister was forced into a horrible life as a slave to the leaders, becoming submissive/willing to please. It hurts Gabriel, but he realizes that his sister was imperfect, like all other beings.

3. Fate

After that excursion, he was thrown onto a spider web, where a Spider awaited him. It seemed that this spider had awaited him to teach, like the others, but it was not part of the 9. Showing the strands of silk to him, Gabriel relearned of Fate's maleability; how it was not set in stone, as he was believing before.

4. War

Before having the opportunity to compute what was revealed to him, again the Evolution, which halts for no man, continued it's process. Gabriel would find himself upon a battlefield standing next to Sik, another member of the 9. With a waive of his hand, the battle continued as before. This was from near the beginning of a battle in another reality. It burned the shroud of deceit, showing the leaders of both sides, which would be corporate buisnessmen, watch with interest, betting on who would acheive victory. There are the necessary wars, & the unnecessary. (Which will this war be? Will be elaborated more in RolePlay, as will Death.)

5. Nature

In the deep finality, Gabriel was within a forest, surrounded by natural creatures of all kinds. In observation, he caught sight of a woman upon a throne, with 2 bears at her side. She kept the appearence of the family relation that he cared for. Once again taught, he took the final lesson with gratitude; All beings, despite what they may percieve, have varying natures, but, if allowed, they would be uniform.


FoDL: Twist of Fate

http://forums.khinsider.com/showthread.php?t=72316

Ultimate result; Gabriel gets his soul devoured by Set, & is sent to Hell.

Bittersweet Symphony(formerly Odyssey of Confliction)

This will be in Fiction

[TheTerrorofDeath]

I truly hope you last longer than I anticipate.

Ths path was abtruse. Trees stood like pinnacles, their shadows concealing him in a darkness that brought out his insecurity. A long silence occupied him on his travels. Each step he took left an imprint, a scar, into the ductile terrain. Webs latched onto his body, leaving him with the feeling that something inhabited upon him, a false presence. In the distance, arduous to witness, was a well framed castle. This was his ambition.

The castle stood majestically, lonesome on top of an acclivity. A large sum of water surrounded the fort, known as a moat. The drawbridge failed to give entrance. His wings reacted and allowed him access across the river. He lifted his sword and dissected the chains adhering the bridge. It fell, leaving its sound to echo within the vast forest. Aggelos made way into the god like structure.

A royal carpet welcomed him. The grand hallway spiraled around, simply put in due time it were as if you were jaunting on the ceiling of the anatomy. Each wall, covered in ancient arts. Paintings, scrolls, carvings, they all took form in one way or another. A large door was seen ahead, granting him access to the main chamber. A capacious room indeed. A stairway that split into boundless rooms. Lights hung from chromatic poles. The walls, also occupied by debilitated aptitude. He stood in awe, admiring his ancestors fortune. It had been inherited by him only days ago and found a chance to hold within it, a battle.

He paced up the stairs, stepping on each one, grasping onto the time he was given. His eyes shifted furiously, gaining insight on every inch of the complex. Arriving at the top, an elevator faced him. Stepping onboard, he lifted the switch which responded with a sudden decline. This was taking him into the basement. In his pocket, he reached for the map. Wrinkled and rather hard to comprehend, he retained the information and put it back.

The elevator ceased movement and Aggelos stepped off. A large collassal stadium stood. Time took over as cracks and gray pigment rendered control. Dust flew onto the new presence with every mark. A dim lantern gave off its rich illumination. Writings were left on the walls. Calligraphy that gave insight of battle techniques from old times. They were of no interest presently but maybe he could make use of them now. It could prove to be an advantage in his soon to be strife. He ran his finger on the writing, attempting to decipher its code and waiting for his opponent's arrival.

[Azanulbizare]

Originally Posted by KHFanatic4565

(I accept your suppression.)

Er... What?

Let it be known that a certain shady figure is watching from, well, the shadows.

[KHFanatic4565]

What could have once been the seat of a Kingdom stood completely away from the rest of the world as a reminder of what once was/what can be. The battleground in which they would duel had remained torpid for who knew how long. One of his former predecessors had more than likely brought this castle to its knees. How ironic that a latter-day Marshall would now tread upon the grounds once more. Gabriel was in no way beside himself as he remained calm/collected for the task ahead, especially since he had found someone so like himself.

A near parallel existence to his own grasped upon his curiosity as an anomaly. He was truly unique among the beings of the Omniverse; this was apparent from his track record as the Marshall/a General under his teacher. The latest accomplishment being in his success in recovered that which he held so dear in his 'life.' The self in which he was helpless to protect all that he had known up to that point. Unfortunately, now was not the time to advance upon that bittersweet symphony. The future was now ahead of him as he awaited his cue to reveal himself.

Sitting in a state of limbo, Gabriel watched as Aggelos' journey toward the battlefield.

'What I could have been...

That 'thought' continued to float within the core of the self. Dissecting the thought, Gabriel came to the conclusion that he would, in a sense, be fighting another self. Once more he drifted into the past that had so shaped his outlook upon all. After once more driving away from that which so made him Gabriel, he reached out towards aboslutely nothing in particular. Thus, for the 1st time, a locket was wrapped around his finger. This locket looked like any locket from the West on Earth during the 19th Century. It could be considered absolutely normal if not for the strange shine that it diffused as it opened.

The change in the atmosphere of the stadium was in no way subtle as Gabriel appeared across the arena. As was custom for Gabriel, he remained hooded by his cloak. His stance was one of nonchalance as he began talking for the 1st time:

"Greetings from the realm in which you were expelled Ouranos Agnoema."

[TheTerrorofDeath]

OCC: Well im not going to waste my time and post a response to nothing. But if you don't have time then im forcing you out of the battle. I said in my first post that you must post regularly but you clearly can't. Sorry but can I get another opponent?

[KHFanatic4565]

(That will be unnecessary as I have edited. Plus what are you taking about? I have posted regularly.)

[TheTerrorofDeath]

(Before you editted your post you said you couldn't post anymore because of your deficient amount of time >.>)

He deciphered the last code. Bored of waiting he turned to leave. Fortunately he was confronted by a cloaked man. His hood, hid his face, only giving a shadow. He seemed well suited, but not the type able to keep up with his levels. The man addressed him by his forbidden name. How did he know? This wasn't common to him as only a selected few, knew the language in which his name was based on. Confused he simply shook his head.

"I see your well informed of my kind. Addressing me by this isn't meant to leave your being. I have no intentions of drawing this out. Your death will be quick young one. Enjoy what you have left. Farewell."

Alkimos faintly brightened its already faint glow. An indigo aroma filled the presence around them. He flew swiftly atop of his opponent. His wings shivered, finally unsheathed of comfort. These glorious structures, wrapped around the Marshall, giving only a bit of room to breathe. He closed his eyes and focused his electrical power to his wings. Harmonizing this current, they stabilized the energy into a sphere like manufacture. It became a hard substance, leaving it to be known as a shield. As sparks flew he began to close his wings together, also closing the field together, which would eventually crush his opponent out of existence.

To affix the fatal situation, an immense amount of heat formulated within the tight fit. The temperature began to furthermore increase, to rates that would incinerate the entire body. If he couldn't escape the presense of the tightening current, the heat would surely make way to his demise.

Death annexed his affection of the battle. He felt it nearing his conscious. The feeling of killing another had become a common method and this was more pleasing than the others. His ancestors would be proud. Welcoming his opponent and doing him the favor of relinquishing him of life. He didn't deserve it. He could feel the presence. It was as if there were a connection. His life had no place here as he had done nothing to earn it. On the otherhand, Aggelos' could say otherwise, but that was a different story....

[KHFanatic4565]

Death had once more awaited to grasp the being known as Gabriel. It would seem to have been successful as Gabriel failed to dodge the attempted maneuver. In fact, Gabriel allowed Agglos to envelop him within his wings. The attack continued as normal, but Gabriel failed to reverse the technique, let alone attempt to do so. Something was amiss upon the battlefield.

The shadows that had covered his face were dissapated, leaving a psychotically grinning Gabriel to stare directly into the eyes of Heaven's Sin. That would prove to not be the only abnormality on the field. Cracks the shape of tearstains had appeared upon 'his' facial features. A thought appeared within the mind of the angel. This muse came not from the machinations of Ouranos Agnoema, but from those of Gabriel.

'"Boom."

The resulting detonation had a radius of 2 yards. Due to the manufacture that had formed around the fake, that would be limited. From the detonation came an irregular Darkness. This Darkness had the same appearence as normal Darkness. The truth was that it was almost like normal Darkness. The only difference would be the lack of the hunger that the Darkness was most associated with. The reason for this was housed in the core the detonation; for in the core of the explosion was Light.
It was a similiar situation for the Light, as it had taken the hunger of it's outer shell. Added to the combustability when Light/Dark met, the weakest of opponent would fall in milliseconds. The strongest had a survival rating of 25%.

Within the limbo in which Gabriel was introduced, the very essence of the Marshall remained in the same position in which he was introduced. The same look of nonchalance plastered upon his face remained in place as he watched his strategy unfold.

"FLASHBACK"

Thus, for the 1st time, a locket was wrapped around his finger. This locket looked like any locket from the West on Earth during the 19th Century. It could be considered absolutely normal if not for the strange shine that it diffused as it opened.

"END FLASHBACK"

Once again Gabriel thought to himself:

'Adfictus'

Watching as Aggelos foolishly attacked his opponent in a frenzy that Gabriel found, in the simplest of terms, 'dumb.' Truly he knew of his opponent as his opponent would know of him. Could he not see that they had both entered the embrace of Death? Of course he could not. His appearence was obviously human in origin, set as a reminder of the passing times. A cry of satisfaction echoed throughout the limbo in which he observed Aggelos get closer to the thing that was sent in his place.

The name of this apparatus was Adfictus.* It was a shell that could be made into an image of Gabriel's desire. In this case, it had taken the shape of himself. If Aggelos had attempted to truly scan Adfictus, then he would have known immediately that it was a fake. Thus, Gabriel temporarily projected his voice so it would seem that Adfictus was the one speaking. Making it count, he spoke the forbidden name: Ouranos Agnoema.

Robbed of the concentration needed to ascertain the truth, Aggelos would be devoured by his pleasure/attempt to finish Adfictus in one strike. The attack itself was irrelevant. All that was needed was for Aggelos to enter the purview of Adfictus, which was done beyond perfection.

Deciding to appear within the confines of the castle, the true Gabriel phased into the Audience Chamber. Finally shutting the locket with its luminence all but faded, Gabriel 'prepared' the room for Aggelos' coming before seating himself upon the Lord's seat.

(The reason I said I lacked time was because of a deliberate failsafe that I had placed upon my internet connection to prevent any viruses from entering. I have 5 minues to post before I lose it.)

[TheTerrorofDeath]

Deceived. Clearly the figure was a fake, a clone. It became compressed until it vanished. He stood in awe as his one strike fatality proved worthless. The opponent had a knowledge of how to start things off. But there was only thing missing, the Marshall still hadn't revealed himself yet. Aggelos only hovered back to his original position near the writing on the walls and waited once more.

In time he pursued his destination and found way to the scene, this time without tricks. He knew this was the real one. A strong ample amount of power was emitted from his presence. He had just an attack to hopefully consent his desire to end this quickly. A strong electrical current ran through his body, sparks discharging demoding from Alkimos. A wielder of this current would have to have a strong stability and practice holding it inside without it striking any vital organs. Unfortunately for this man, he had no clear knowledge of this.

He held one finger pointed towards the Marshall. Discharge shook his hand violently. With a quick flicker of his hand, the charge aviated at his opponent. The charge made contact but no harm would be done. Instead it had a purpose to settle within his body, flowing fluently for the time being. It wouldn't be long; however, before the charge began to react with his organs, heating them up. Such an instability in the body of his wouldn't be able to control the charge and his organs would be burnt, killing him rather perturbedly.

Aggelos stood in the center, grasping his sword. He wouldn't want his complete focus upon the discharge that would soon be his demise. He readied his blade foward, directed at the Marshall. Once again he focused his energy into one area and multiplied it. The blade had a limit, and upon exceeding it, the energy became a mass of energy flowing across the ground. this would take his mind of the fatal attack for now.

[Blackest Night]

Limitless, I believe some powerplaying has been done on your part. To say that the charge had hit the opponent is to force it to do so. The charge may be either impossible of extremely dificult to avoid, but to say that it has hit its target is indeed powerplaying.

[TheTerrorofDeath]

OCC: Indeed it may be considered that, but there was no harm done by it. Its not like im killing him off, im still giving him a chance to save himself, if he has an attack in mind. But if KHFanatic wills me to, i'll change it to something along the lines, that it moved so fast it was nearly impossible to miss its target >.> I don't think its that big of a deal on my part though.

[KHFanatic4565]

(It matters not BN. He fell for another trap anyway.)

"It seems I have been discovered."

Gabriel spoke of this occurence in the manner most delightful to himself; the emotionless monotone in which he had become infamous to whatever it may be his opponent used to discern sound, if his adversary even possessed the ability to do so. Once more his enemy waltzed onto the plane of battle beyond unprepared. In his excitement at tracking his foe, he failed to consider the possibility of more snares.

Aggelos unleashed discharge towards Gabriel. As mentioned earlier, Gabriel had prepared the Audience Chamber for Aggelos' eventually arrival. The trap that had been laid was an intricate web, but required little of his focus to maintain. Aggelos would be unaware of the trap until it was too late to actually stop it. In reality, Gabriel could have prevented the burst from ever leaving Aggelos/kill him on the spot, but Gabriel adored the melodramatic.(Also not mentioning the PP/Godmodding that I would be accused of) Thus, Gabriel allowed the salvo to come close to running its course. At the moment when it came close to connecting, however, the barrage was stopped by something. What that something may be was, to be simple, discarded garbage at the moment. However, Gabriel would pretend that it connected as Aggelos was too far to observe if his attack had succeeded. In a short order, Heaven's Sin would once more go on the offensive, despite the fact he had no momentum in the 1st place.

This reasoning would prove to be correct as Aggelos once again sent an attack toward his direction. The following was a secondary discharge which was sent from one area in which Alkimos had maxed out. However, the attack would never even move to its intended target as his trap performed the same action has it had performed for the discharge, but on a larger scale. Aggelos would find Alkimos to be unresponsive to his will. What would cause this would soon become apparent as a circle had appeared below the sword. Which now lead to the trap.

The overall mechanism of the trap was quite simple: to contain energy. As electricity was energy, it would be forcibly guided by Gabriel's will, which ran the entire mechanism. Since Alkimos has been the conduit of energy, then it would become useless. To put it quite short, all of Aggelos' electrical manipulation was now worthless.

Unfortunately for his enemy, Gabriel was not finished with him. The trap would serve as a distraction within itself for his true purpose in the stage of the war. If Ouranos Agnoema took the time to observe Gabriel, then he would notice an astonishing sight; Gabriel would vanish into thin air. The next evidence of Gabriel's move would be a certain sound of desolation which Aggelos may/may not recognize. Finally, Gabriel would reappear adjacent to Aggelos.

An unwrapped was now facing Heaven's Sin. This hand was the normal shape of a human, but with the unmistakable difference of a consistent obsidian hue. At the next moment, Gabriel's hand flashed that hue. If it worked, then Ouranos Agnoema would be surprised later in the battle. After the flash, Gabriel once more took his leave in the same manner in which he had arrived to a remote area within the castle. Making sure to disguise his ample strength, he pursued the interest of opening 2 of his lockets. With this done, he returned to the state in which he began to observe Aggelos. At the same time, he weakened the trap; it's purpose now complete.

[TheTerrorofDeath]

I do not wish to partake in this battle any longer. You can consider it a win or whatever, but im out. And you need to clear out your PM's.

[KHFanatic4565]

This is dissapointing. I had hoped to make a classic out of this match. You could have used Alkimos' true power to negate everything, but you have surrendered, so oh well. Another cheap win for me.