Sajin stepped forward and shouted, father I will not server your charge or command, but yet I will purge this land of your fouls, evils and indiscretions. You've poisoned this land for far too long, you are a murderous, deliberate brute and you deserve to be cut down. Vonbak marched forward and asked “do you dare insult me, in front of my kingdom, on my land? Threaten me and take charge against my reign? Fool! but yet still a boy, you’ve been poisoned by the witches hand, and when I take her life, and take her life I shall, you will be cleansed of this sorcery, and maybe, then, after your body has been beaten, bloodied, and broken, may I consider giving you your place back in my kingdom, and you may, be allowed to keep your tongue. I had reason to end your fruitless life when you were a boy, but you were taken from me so you were spared. Is that true father? or are you not the might that you claim! Sajin shot back in mock victory. No one dared whisper a thought of suspicion of the dark lords weakness although it tickled the fancy of all the observers present. You must be a fool to speak so boldly, are you mad? In search of some death by a brutal sword. No father I’m just finally coming to the sense of my own power. as Sajin spoke this truth he stepped forward and morphed into the beast that his father desired to rule his castle. This offended every nature of Vonbaks being Sajin’s voice deepened as he continued, and unlike you father, family or not, I am and I will be the bloody end to your reign, then Sajin bellowed a low long thunderous growl in the direction of the kingdom, that shook the earth and the armies that stood behind and in front of him to the core of their creation. The beast was in total alliance with Sajin mind, body, and soul Vonbak was shocked by this, but held true to his might and reign, and said you seal your own fate boy. Vonbak took flight over his army and brought his demon full on under the moonlight in the presence of everyone. The warriors cry was so deep that you could feel it in your loins from miles away Vonbak reeled his head back in the forge of his nature, his body grew to much larger proportions, his skin turned black as suet and his claws much larger then present appeared and Vonbaks wings and fangs grew also, Wild and brutal was his appearance now if it wasn’t before. No one ever saw Vonbaks full-fledged demon and this solidified their truth to sides if they ever considered crossing. Vonbak screamed a stressed, monstrous scream, “yooooouuu ssseeeeee wwwhhhaaattttt yyyoooouuuuuvveeee ddddoooonnneeee noooowwwww ffffoooollllll. I am going to bloody the lands with the limbs and life of your army and witches and I am going to take great pleasure in the drinking your blood and consuming of your flesh. Bring me the witch, Vonbak commanded his frontline army of sirens, sentinels, gravelers , morphlings , and swords, they tore through the earth descending on Sajin’s army as the assault ensued sajin starred up and vonbak looked down as they weighed each others fight and waited on either to take the first attack. Selekah stood behind Sajin fully aware that if Vonbak won this war world that this time may very well be the death of the world as they all knew it.
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Twenty one eighty
I had an authors bio but I cant find it so off the whim I've written 5 books and over 1000 songs I like music and sometimes I over create to where I don't finish projects but I'm good and I like the abilities sometimes and thats my 150 chct
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The Ascender (in the beginning)
As he sat suspended in the air, just outside of the atmosphere, held by whatever greatness brought him to his present state. Robert teller, "the ascender" starred down into the world below, listening to the thoughts and the minds of his being, watching, and feeling the genorobs every movement. Roberts connection to the world was so keen, so flawless, that he could feel the smallest of creatures tunneling through the deepest crevice's of the earth and beyond the world into the deepest depts of outer space. He knew what was out there around him everywhere. The only time Robert was not wholly connected to the world, the people, the universe, was when he was in motion. The simplest of tasks cost him his dept of concentration, and in those moments he was exposed to harm, or even death. He could only focus on the things immediately around him, what he was doing, what he was hearing, and what he was seeing. Robert could move at lightning speeds. He could shoot across the world in an instant, almost teleport. The speed was so fast that the crack, and the boom from his movements would break the sound barrier. But just like a bull he could not make sharp turns at this speed. The ascender was stronger than anything known to man. He could fly, and he could manipulate gravity to an expanse that even he couldn’t phantom yet. He could more than likely pull the stars right out of the skies to be used as weapons. His eyes could see perfectly wherever he landed his sights he could see exactly what he needed and at this moment he was next to the ozone layer hiding from the worlds detection systems and looking on the ground seeing, looking, watching, the advancements, evolution of the genorobs. He knew he had to destroy it, the bio organism did not belong to or with man. Its power, growth, and advancing being was something no one understood except the beings inside of him, They tore his mind apart constantly and they were always with him, connected to the organisms somehow, seeking to destroy each part of it that it encountered. The organism was deadly. It connected itself to the dead, and the living alike, changing its host to fit its deadly desires, destroying everything around it even the host itself. The organism sought the control and destruction of worlds, galaxies, anything it made contact with. Humans were a contact highly beneficial to the genorobs, they were the longest surviving anatomy it had found as a host, with its regenerating abilities, and cell manipulation, But still unstable, literally disentegrating within weeks. The genrosheeds searched for life to live, the irony was the capacity of its destruction and need to destroy. Robert sat and watched the worse thing he and his partial self-had thought they had ever seen. The advancement in the genorobs survival, the host currently inhabited by the geenrosheeds was part human, part geenrosheed, part machine. The creation of this evolution was a dangerous find, an accident by an overzealous inventor and engineer. As Robert thought this his mind slipped back into his own creation. Robert use to think he was a chronic sleepwalker, every night he would stager out of his West Virginia home and walk a mile or so into a rural region of his new home town and when he'd awaken he'd be outside in whatever he decided to sleep in which is why he stopped sleeping naked with his wife, and he would be staring blankly up into the clouds or so he thought, but he was actually being watched, called, and positioned for this act from God or whatever he believed, He was unaware, and didn’t realize his privilege. He awoken in the field again that evening looking up blankly, but tonight was different, his body was unnaturally warm and vibrating and he could not move this time, he was scared, sweating and trying with all of his might to bring life back into his seemingly dead limbs. He wanted to get away, but he could not move a single eyelid. as he looked on he finally noticed something glowing in the sky, he had no idea of how fast whatever it was, was moving, but he knew, somehow he could feel that whatever it was, it and all of its danger was heading straight for him. Roberts mind shook, crazy, mindless thoughts, words, voices, and sounds, his body vibrated harder now, sweat pouring all over him, his heart pounding. The object small, big, glowing, fast, was coming on to him in a manner that he didn’t understand. All of a sudden sharp immense pain shot through his body, burning, tearing, changing every fiber in his being. He shouted a scream deeper than his bowels, ahhhhhhhhhh, he would later find out that his screams were heard miles and miles away, whatever it was he felt that it was tearing him apart. Robert was now enveloped in blue flames, which scorched out of every part of his separating anatomy, his eyes, ears, everywhere he looked like a cracked molten rock. Every atom pulsating by now, separating and connecting again and again, it felt horrible. Finally, the pain stopped. what Robert didn’t know was that he would look like this every time he took flight, blasted off, or ran at high rates of speed. The only time he was solid was when he stood still, was under 100 miles per hour or he was Robert, and not the ascender. In the beginning Robert only knew of the mental and now physical separation, he could not control it, it seemed to control him, train him so to speak. Robert snapped out of his thoughts when he felt the genorob solidify its change, he felt its strength, movements, and anger. Robert stretched from his bawled-up position, he now stood 6'1, he was 230 pounds. Blue embers cracked solid parts of his body as he prepped for a blast. Robert spoke seemingly to himself, but not at all to himself, simply saying "it’s time" as the last word left his mouth the sound of the sound barrier breaking was all that was left as he shot toward the genorob. Crack, boom. The ascenders knowledge advanced just as quickly as the genrosheeds, Robert knew things before knowing them. He was just outside of 50 feet from the genorob when it turned to meet the battle. Just as the genorob had fully turned Robert smashed directly into the genorobs chest fully aware of the battle that lay ahead.
By Twenty one eighty3 years ago in Futurism
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