Post by Anshin on Oct 17, 2016 8:30:15 GMT
Caesar Kong watched Thane descend like the iron fist of Armageddon, a stillborn snarl on his lips and madness in his eyes, and he responded with a smirk. It was a difficult facial expression to pull off given that his once handsome flat face had evolved into a fanged snout but he managed it, one corner of his gnarled black lips curling up to reveal jagged yellow teeth before he uttered that fateful word.
“Perfect.”
All according to plan did not even begin to describe how well things were going. Thane did not seek to break free of Adell’s grapple and scatter the Prince of Dragons to the ether, no, instead he chose to devour him and really there was no worse choice he could have made. Here was a wild eyed young hero who was so full of will that he refused to die, that he had managed to survive the complete atomization of his physical form and pull it together into something coherent, and he had shoved it down his gullet like a fat kid who had forgotten his lunch. Adell was now inside of Thane, the thousand strong hands of his will tearing through his physical and spiritual body alike, clutching at the maw of oblivion and wrenching it wide open from the inside out in order to render the Stalker completely and utterly immobile for what was to come next.
Then the pillar shattered just as before, at least at first…
Up to this point Caesar had been utilizing the Chinese elements to battle for him. He had summoned the Earth to batter Thane and expunge the Val’garan disease from Soran, then he had transformed the wind into Metal which he had first used to cut and then smash Thane into oblivion. Both efforts had been a rousing success and had dealt massive damage to the Val’garan Herald but despite that Caesar was not intent on repeating himself just yet. When Thane smashed through the first layer of the pillar he immediately met a super dense under layer, not merely stone, it was a true solid with no space between the molecules for the beast to carve through and in easily heavier than one of the mountains Thane had brushed aside earlier. This incredible density would not yield to simple vibrations, perhaps a monomolecular attack could tear the black stone apart but the real world consequences of such an act would be tremendous, for now though Thane’s blades were more likely to just shatter themselves at the stone.
Then he was impaled, somehow looking to writhe himself down the pillar until he reached Caesar Kong who had more than enough time to simply turn on his heels and begin to walk off. There was no need to watch what happened next, Thane had made a grave miscalculation, Caesar had given birth to the spirit of Wood.
A lesser known spirit but Wood was known for its absorbing properties. That super dense pillar was a hungry monster too, when Thane had slid far enough against it its sides split, stone branches growing out and impaling Thane from every angle possible. Larger branches drove themselves through is organs and tore at his joints while a million smaller branches greedily dug away at his bits and giblets, but the key was that Thane’s body would be entirely immobile upon the impaling branches just as they began to greedily devour him. The tree had no poison of its own but as it spread out it did secrete a pan dimensional adhesive sap that bonded all things that were the monster to it so that it would remain writing in place during the process. The tree would consume all those nutrients that made up Thane’s body and it would also consume the spirit that kept him alive while leaving the will stuck to a rotting corpse. A normal soul would have been consumed in a matter of moments but Thane was powerful enough that he would survive for quite some time, a few months at least or perhaps even a year, while the strange time-space defying nature of the sap would stretch his mind out across multiple realities and leave him confused as to the proper flow of things.
It would last an eternity in other words and by the time Thane’s body had rotted his insane soul would not know what eternity truly was.
Meanwhile the tree itself would strip that energy of the Vesuvian Virus, tearing it apart and expelling it into the atmosphere as rich oxygen supplement, the roots would dig into the once mountain range and give birth to a wondrous forest with all that it had stolen from Thane. And Adell, well his physical body had been lost, but his spirit would sit upon the branches of this dread Tree of Liaita as a guardian until such a time as the tree bore fruit (a neat three months from now) wherein he would his new body. A gift from Caesar Kong for playing a hand (albeit unwilling) in his victory. Such was the domain of the Last King of the Grimm, Lord of the Jungle whose Master of Life, laying the seeds for the creation of a new and wonderful domain by stripping it away from a monster who sought only to destroy.
“Do you want to know what the difference between you and me is?” Caesar said as he watched those final moments of sanity slip from Thane’s eyes. “Cohesion. You’re a magnificent creature, there aren’t many wonderfully built monsters like you in this ‘Verse and you clearly have a purpose, but your brain is fried on that drug you call power and you can barely tell up from down. You wanted too much and you wanted it too fast, I had a plan and I stuck to it, think about it.” Caesar said with a tut, up ahead he noticed that the tree was already growing, a mile high from the start and its branches already beginning to sprout over with blood red leaves that were hungrily devouring the leftover Vesuvian toxins in the atmosphere, in their branches the immaterial form of a thousand different Adell’s watching. “Both of you, you’ll have a long time.”
“One of you more than the other.” Then like that Caesar turned on his heel and began to stalk towards the Niiran Chieftain, the setting sun in his eyes and a new wind on his nose.
“Perfect.”
All according to plan did not even begin to describe how well things were going. Thane did not seek to break free of Adell’s grapple and scatter the Prince of Dragons to the ether, no, instead he chose to devour him and really there was no worse choice he could have made. Here was a wild eyed young hero who was so full of will that he refused to die, that he had managed to survive the complete atomization of his physical form and pull it together into something coherent, and he had shoved it down his gullet like a fat kid who had forgotten his lunch. Adell was now inside of Thane, the thousand strong hands of his will tearing through his physical and spiritual body alike, clutching at the maw of oblivion and wrenching it wide open from the inside out in order to render the Stalker completely and utterly immobile for what was to come next.
Then the pillar shattered just as before, at least at first…
Up to this point Caesar had been utilizing the Chinese elements to battle for him. He had summoned the Earth to batter Thane and expunge the Val’garan disease from Soran, then he had transformed the wind into Metal which he had first used to cut and then smash Thane into oblivion. Both efforts had been a rousing success and had dealt massive damage to the Val’garan Herald but despite that Caesar was not intent on repeating himself just yet. When Thane smashed through the first layer of the pillar he immediately met a super dense under layer, not merely stone, it was a true solid with no space between the molecules for the beast to carve through and in easily heavier than one of the mountains Thane had brushed aside earlier. This incredible density would not yield to simple vibrations, perhaps a monomolecular attack could tear the black stone apart but the real world consequences of such an act would be tremendous, for now though Thane’s blades were more likely to just shatter themselves at the stone.
Then he was impaled, somehow looking to writhe himself down the pillar until he reached Caesar Kong who had more than enough time to simply turn on his heels and begin to walk off. There was no need to watch what happened next, Thane had made a grave miscalculation, Caesar had given birth to the spirit of Wood.
A lesser known spirit but Wood was known for its absorbing properties. That super dense pillar was a hungry monster too, when Thane had slid far enough against it its sides split, stone branches growing out and impaling Thane from every angle possible. Larger branches drove themselves through is organs and tore at his joints while a million smaller branches greedily dug away at his bits and giblets, but the key was that Thane’s body would be entirely immobile upon the impaling branches just as they began to greedily devour him. The tree had no poison of its own but as it spread out it did secrete a pan dimensional adhesive sap that bonded all things that were the monster to it so that it would remain writing in place during the process. The tree would consume all those nutrients that made up Thane’s body and it would also consume the spirit that kept him alive while leaving the will stuck to a rotting corpse. A normal soul would have been consumed in a matter of moments but Thane was powerful enough that he would survive for quite some time, a few months at least or perhaps even a year, while the strange time-space defying nature of the sap would stretch his mind out across multiple realities and leave him confused as to the proper flow of things.
It would last an eternity in other words and by the time Thane’s body had rotted his insane soul would not know what eternity truly was.
Meanwhile the tree itself would strip that energy of the Vesuvian Virus, tearing it apart and expelling it into the atmosphere as rich oxygen supplement, the roots would dig into the once mountain range and give birth to a wondrous forest with all that it had stolen from Thane. And Adell, well his physical body had been lost, but his spirit would sit upon the branches of this dread Tree of Liaita as a guardian until such a time as the tree bore fruit (a neat three months from now) wherein he would his new body. A gift from Caesar Kong for playing a hand (albeit unwilling) in his victory. Such was the domain of the Last King of the Grimm, Lord of the Jungle whose Master of Life, laying the seeds for the creation of a new and wonderful domain by stripping it away from a monster who sought only to destroy.
“Do you want to know what the difference between you and me is?” Caesar said as he watched those final moments of sanity slip from Thane’s eyes. “Cohesion. You’re a magnificent creature, there aren’t many wonderfully built monsters like you in this ‘Verse and you clearly have a purpose, but your brain is fried on that drug you call power and you can barely tell up from down. You wanted too much and you wanted it too fast, I had a plan and I stuck to it, think about it.” Caesar said with a tut, up ahead he noticed that the tree was already growing, a mile high from the start and its branches already beginning to sprout over with blood red leaves that were hungrily devouring the leftover Vesuvian toxins in the atmosphere, in their branches the immaterial form of a thousand different Adell’s watching. “Both of you, you’ll have a long time.”
“One of you more than the other.” Then like that Caesar turned on his heel and began to stalk towards the Niiran Chieftain, the setting sun in his eyes and a new wind on his nose.