Post by Fredrex00 on Oct 28, 2009 20:14:34 GMT -5
Deep in the darkness of a crystalline forest, the lair of Teufel, once a feared opponent to those of justice, sits within the shadows. A once prominent piece of the area, now rots like a diseased corpse. Half of the building is blown away with small pieces of crystal falling and smashing into pieces. No longer are there wondrous corridors of crystal splendor. Instead, there is only darkness and shadows. The palace had become a shell of its former self, much like the resident that still lived in it.
Within the shadows, Thrudgelmir sits upon the throne built by his father and for his father. He too had become lost, no longer the machine of destruction he used to be. In silence, he wallows. Hatred coursed through his mechanical brain. Hatred towards the "good" that lived in Nightshade, hatred towards his father, and hatred to himself. He hated himself for the decisions he made. He hated himself for not being able to choose a path that he wanted because of his indecisive mind. He hated everything and want to kill someone, something, anything. Anything to get his rage out.
But, he knew it wouldn't work. He would still hate. He would still have rage for everything. He'd still be indecisive.
He didn't know what to do and wanted to ask questions yet no one to ask them to. He wanted to know what he lived for and why he fought.
Thrudgelmir clenches down on the arm rests of the throne, snapping them off and crushing them into dust. Hanging his head, Thrudgelmir growls to himself. "What...am I doing here..." he asks himself.
He wanted to fight, even though he didn't know why and what for. Fighting gave him such a rush, it was unbelievable. Thrudgelmir didn't care if he was fighting for sport or for his life, he got a kick out of it. He wanted to fight someone worthy of his attention, someone with enough strength to damage him, even if it was only dents. But that was lost. GaoGaiGar was dead.
Before going into a fit of rage, he realizes something. The robot, Mazinkaiser, was bestowed the powers of the G-Stone. HE should fit Thrudgelmir's requirements! HE would be the one to set things right.
Standing to his feet, the Gate of Magus snarls into the dark air. Unleashing a hellish roar, he jets off into the sky, leaving behind his kingdom. Still howling as the flew through the air, he unleashes multiple laughs, thinking of the fight he would have. "YES!! THIS SHALL TELL ME EVERYTHING!! I'LL KILL MAZINKAISER AND RIP MY ANSWERS FROM HIS DEAD BODY!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
The castle slowly let a few more pieces go, as if the structure was crying for being left behind. Slowly, it began to deform and cave in. Parts of it stood up, creating the palace to be nothing but a ghostly building that was half alive. Near the building, a small crystalline "bush" rustled. It slowly cracked and fell to the ground and shattered. Slowly, Thrudgelmir's world died.
((Don't think anyone else is gonna post here (but anyone can if they want to) so...)
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Within the shadows, Thrudgelmir sits upon the throne built by his father and for his father. He too had become lost, no longer the machine of destruction he used to be. In silence, he wallows. Hatred coursed through his mechanical brain. Hatred towards the "good" that lived in Nightshade, hatred towards his father, and hatred to himself. He hated himself for the decisions he made. He hated himself for not being able to choose a path that he wanted because of his indecisive mind. He hated everything and want to kill someone, something, anything. Anything to get his rage out.
But, he knew it wouldn't work. He would still hate. He would still have rage for everything. He'd still be indecisive.
He didn't know what to do and wanted to ask questions yet no one to ask them to. He wanted to know what he lived for and why he fought.
Thrudgelmir clenches down on the arm rests of the throne, snapping them off and crushing them into dust. Hanging his head, Thrudgelmir growls to himself. "What...am I doing here..." he asks himself.
He wanted to fight, even though he didn't know why and what for. Fighting gave him such a rush, it was unbelievable. Thrudgelmir didn't care if he was fighting for sport or for his life, he got a kick out of it. He wanted to fight someone worthy of his attention, someone with enough strength to damage him, even if it was only dents. But that was lost. GaoGaiGar was dead.
Before going into a fit of rage, he realizes something. The robot, Mazinkaiser, was bestowed the powers of the G-Stone. HE should fit Thrudgelmir's requirements! HE would be the one to set things right.
Standing to his feet, the Gate of Magus snarls into the dark air. Unleashing a hellish roar, he jets off into the sky, leaving behind his kingdom. Still howling as the flew through the air, he unleashes multiple laughs, thinking of the fight he would have. "YES!! THIS SHALL TELL ME EVERYTHING!! I'LL KILL MAZINKAISER AND RIP MY ANSWERS FROM HIS DEAD BODY!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
The castle slowly let a few more pieces go, as if the structure was crying for being left behind. Slowly, it began to deform and cave in. Parts of it stood up, creating the palace to be nothing but a ghostly building that was half alive. Near the building, a small crystalline "bush" rustled. It slowly cracked and fell to the ground and shattered. Slowly, Thrudgelmir's world died.
((Don't think anyone else is gonna post here (but anyone can if they want to) so...)
[END THREAD]
