Enter Discord [Active/Closed-YOU DO NOT WANT TO BE IN THE CROSSFIRE]
Character(s): Vanitas and Joshua
Content: God and darkness incarnate. This should end well.
Setting: the Elysian Fields
Time: Week 31, evening.
Warnings: Likely a WHOLE LOT OF EPIC VIOLENCE, MONSTER SHOWDOWNS, AND SHINEY POWERS. Several acres of the fields will be utterly destroyed for some time.
White grasses did not dim with the setting of the sun. Their blue radiance remained as if to remind the world of the sun's glow until morning came again. Its inhabitants matched well, glowing themselves. Tiny light particles floated down with tranquil slowness, affected slightly by the soft breeze that caressed the area. The area was eerie but serenely beautiful.
And far too bright.
Lumens across several acres lifted their heads, revealing their hiding spots before baring their teeth or setting back their ears. With little hesitation they dashed forward, closing in on one target. Through their fields and amongst his own self-made conflagration strolled a boy in a mask. The glowing grass withered and burned, contorting itself into dark dust and charcoal. The lights in the air were invaded by black ash. Attacking lumens were quickly dispatched, their light evaporating into the coming night. The silence had been shattered, and peace had been dethroned for chaos.
And it was all done with a casual effortlessness.
Content: God and darkness incarnate. This should end well.
Setting: the Elysian Fields
Time: Week 31, evening.
Warnings: Likely a WHOLE LOT OF EPIC VIOLENCE, MONSTER SHOWDOWNS, AND SHINEY POWERS. Several acres of the fields will be utterly destroyed for some time.
White grasses did not dim with the setting of the sun. Their blue radiance remained as if to remind the world of the sun's glow until morning came again. Its inhabitants matched well, glowing themselves. Tiny light particles floated down with tranquil slowness, affected slightly by the soft breeze that caressed the area. The area was eerie but serenely beautiful.
And far too bright.
Lumens across several acres lifted their heads, revealing their hiding spots before baring their teeth or setting back their ears. With little hesitation they dashed forward, closing in on one target. Through their fields and amongst his own self-made conflagration strolled a boy in a mask. The glowing grass withered and burned, contorting itself into dark dust and charcoal. The lights in the air were invaded by black ash. Attacking lumens were quickly dispatched, their light evaporating into the coming night. The silence had been shattered, and peace had been dethroned for chaos.
And it was all done with a casual effortlessness.