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Started April 27, 2020 by @trinitywilliams group

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(contemplating…. uhhh. Aight)

"I smelt, PAIN, Pain of one that could be as powerful as I" whispered a sinister voice.

"Yes twas pain, torment" a voice borne of thousands of years of corruption and torment hissed, a glowing rune appeared and from it a twisted apparition dragged itself. Its head was in the form of a stags skull, with twisting towering antlers that spoke of naught but disease and terror. Its eyes seemed to hold the cosmos within themselves and never rested in one place for more than a moment. It dragged itself forward on mantis like limbs, the wasted upper body of a human followed by the twisting rotting tail of a snake. "Yes, pain. it was here" the being sniffed the air "I am Azgoroth, the Elder god of time. the Eternal planner, what hath brought me here? some folly or error?" he sniffed again and opened his maw, screams of pain seemed to emanate from it. "That I do not know" his jaw snapped shut "But ah, who are you?"

It's Britney, bitch!"

"Britney? and what art thou? my vision has been impaired slightly after my battle with the seven souled, thus I can see the depths of the cosmos but not what is in front of me. nought but a small hindrance for one such as I".

I'm half demon."

Hex looks up from her horrifically devised scheme that luckily never happens in canon and sees the new addition to the menagerie of nonsense that is this room. A creature with a deer's skull and the stench of death became apparent in the room. She brings her arms to her side and raises them. Welcome to the realm of the wicked and the damned, stag. I am the Abominable Witch known to the cursed and spared as Hex. She walks directly in front of him and leans her head down to his level with a wicked grin plastered on her face. So, your sight fails you but not your intuition. Fascinating… how have you earned your title as a being of sin and malice? Who have you defeated or opposed? Her mood is greatly elevated from her recent revelation and is quite chatty now.

"Interesting." Negative observed the girl from afar, not wanting to get shot.

“Ah. Hex. A fitting name for one such as yourself, you ask how one as myself gained the title I now bear. In short, I wasted my time. I plotted the rise of empires while orchestrating their downfall, I created cities that challenged even the gods then smote them with plague and agony. I built worlds from nothing but the dust of a newly born cosmos then destroyed them with filth. I am the everlasting planner, I am one of the five elder gods”. Azgoroth clicked his jaws “you smell of dark Magica. And you” he twisted to stare at Brittany “you smell of the infernal planes, I enjoy you both. But what had transpired to cause such agony when I had first arrived?”

My name is Vozreal. Vozreal Rafter." He said

Hex hums in further intrigue at the being. There was a comfort in knowing that she was not the only nonhuman looking creature in the room. I do not recall there being agony in this room. She grimaces slightly. Unless you include the nonconsensual bestowing of knowledge of human copulation by a foolish demon as agony, then yes, there was much of it. Her smile picks up again. That has been remedied however. Now, you claim are a god of time. What power would that entail? Destroying empires and worlds is an impressive feat no doubt. She holds her grin while she looks through his cosmo-filled eyes.

"being a god of time opens gates to power beyond others if used correctly. To control the ebb and flow of time, to bring it back and push it forward, to see what others future entails based on the distortions in the cosmic timefeild around them. It is exhilarating. For instance, I could see what was in your future. Based off of that, plan the perfect strategy to bring about your end and then, Sell it to the highest bidder if I so desired, or simply influence one to take that exact course of action" he laughed "Ah. the looks on some faces when their actions were predicted perfectly, such confusion. Such powerlessness, such pain…"

Hex looks at the creature in front of her with great interest. So, he too is someone that understands the pleasures of indulging in another's misery and misfortune. It's about damn time . Who do you oppose, stag? Or I should say, who opposes you? There must be some troublesome adversary that only wishes to see your goals stopped and destroyed. She brings a claw to her chin and rests it there as she listens.

He wanted to test out the other guys time stopping powers, but not right now.

(Hey guys so this is a manged computer by my parents so tone it down a bit on the explicitness please.

Suddently Negative clutched her chest and scremmed, she laid on the ground and sat in pain for about 2 minute, before vanishing right before everyone's eyes, leaving the scream in the air. She died.

Thats it for Negative. You guys are really explicit. Bye.

(well that happened. F, apologies if I was too explicit in descriptions. also sorry If I keep on dropping random characters on your heads. its all a bunch of lore shit)

"You ask who opposes me witch, ah. That is a question not easily answered" the elder god begin twisting his tail and his upper body lifted from the floor as if held aloft by some unseen force "At the moment my two rivals are the son of Geuka the silencer of stars, Shizan the god slayer. And the seven souled, now the god slayer is simple to understand, his mother was offered up to me in exchange for the knowledge of how to destroy Almaath the wasted, god of death. Of course the star silencer did not know it was his wife I would take as tribute. But he knew there was naught he could do to stop me. But the seven souled, he confuses me". The elder god shut his eyes and brought his mantis like limbs together "He is not what you would call a good man, he is a shattered creation of the void. One that never should have been, his future is shrouded from me but his past is as bright as the wings of Xavo the seer, guardian of all knowledge. I know not what his intentions are, he has shaken the throne of the elder gods itself, crossed the river of souls, and bent the chains of Sinar that hold my kin in place. He seems to be a being of chaos and disorder, and he vexes me".

(OOC: I feel really bad. We didn't get to learn a lot about her :(
Hex tilts her head slightly in interest. Although the words are foreign and unknown to her they are far more digestible than the human terms Vozreal throws at her now and again. You have piqued my interest quite harshly, stag. Your world sounds absolutely fascinating, admirable almost. Her grin widens and her eyes squint almost to closing shut. Of course, what I admire I usually am inclined to destroy… She holds her smile for a split moment longer before she softens just a tad. But I am under a contract that defuses my intentions, so I must be sociable with all of you until further notice. She puts the tips of her claws together and turns away from Azgoroth to look at Britney. Hunter, you have not conveyed your own tale to us. Who do you oppose, and what is your goal as a force of malice?

"I oppose those who are weak, and aren't able to fight for themselves. I plan to make a world with only the strong." She said, not skipping a beat.
"Za Warudo!" He said, and time stopped. He walked up to Azgoroth and said this: "god of time, my ass." Then time resumed.
"DAD!! Why did you stop time?" Britney asked
"I wanted to see if Azgoroth was for real or not."

Hex snaps at Vozreal ferociously. She came face to face with him with her teeth bared and snarling low. Stop doing that, demon. You have no right to talk. You are not a god. You are not even human. You are effectively sub-human. Lower than a worm. She rears her head back and crosses her arms with disdain. You have not discussed your own deeds. What have you done as a being of sin? Besides be more irritating and abhorrent than a plague.

"You call that stopping time?" Azgoroth asked, laughing manically "You merely tugged on the cosmic threads, no. If you were to stop time you would do an action as such, his eyes froze for a moment and everything went silent. The air itself froze within the lungs of those breathing it and became as if solid in the sky the sun moved backwards as if the planet had been shoved five hours back in time. Azgoroth slowly glided behind the man and placed a large limb on his shoulder, "gratiam redeunte tempore" he spoke softly. The time resumed and Azgoroth leaned down next to the man "As you can see, THAT is freezing time. I tore a hole in time itself and placed us inside of it while manipulating the threads of the planet, thus setting it back a few hours, in order for one to truly control time you must be connected to it". He shook his head "You must FEEL the threads running about you, time is physical, it can be controlled and played with, like that one man. I believe it was Einstein once said, time is indeed relevant. I could throw one into the future while pulling another into the past, while my power is. Limited. In this form I still have godlike power. So DON'T tempt me". He pulled away from the man and adopted a resting position "Now. Anything else you wanted to ask me?"

"That's where you're wrong. I am a god. Minor g, but still. Who do you think told the people to build a tower to heaven, knowing they would fail? I helped with that, WW2, the American Civil War (I was on the Union's side, of course), the construction of the USSR, etc. I helped with lots of things sinful."
And then 2 of your heroes, (That includes you, @Dinosore19. Sorry for the callout) along with Allison and Azrael, walked in, discussing something.
(Sorry for controlling slightly)

(nah its fine, progression gotta happen)

"Fascinating" Azgoroth mused "I did not know I was in the presence of another celestial" he tilted his head "Perhaps I could enlist your help at some point. Perhaps not. He turned to the small group of beings discussing "Do I smell an angel of death or have my senses deceived me yet again?"

"It's Azrael…" He groaned. Azrael and Allison were holding hands, but not in the romantic way.
"What about me?" Azrael said, sounding like female batman. She looked like she was pure muscles. And she was pure muscle.

Hex swore under her breath. Then she swore very loudly. What the hell are you two doing here? She growls at them with deep anger and wrath. She hears Azgoroth's question and answers him. They do not. That being is an angel of death. But it is more of a concept that wears the flawed illusion of human skin rather than an actual creature. She flexes her claws with malice as she glares at them. Her bloodlust was boiling again.

(editing my post, welp. never mind going back to old post)

"yes you, angelic spirit of death. why are you holding hands with another being"

"because I fucking want to???" Azrael said, not liking this new guy.
"Fuck off, geezer…" Allison said, her voice not fitting what she said.

"Ah, this one has spirit. But they have disrespected me. Am I allowed to smite them?" Inquired Azgoroth "I do not yet know the rules of this place".

"No. We give them a chance to leave now. Then we strike if they refuse." Vozreal said.
The rest of the heroes came up behind Azrael and Allison
(This is a good chance to use your heroes, everyone)