Post by slace on Jun 30, 2014 4:00:49 GMT -5
-Opening-
Password 1: [Kurois shoes (what happens if kurois ability to always be better dressed meets kenryokus ability to always have better shoes? Who would be better? WOULD THE UNIVERSE COLLAPSE FROM TOO MUCH STYLE?!)]
Password 2: [Midgets cant Dunk]
Type: [Soldier]
Squad: [3]
Rank: [none]
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-Basic Information-
Name: [Slace Blackfang]
Age of Death: [Thats... Thats hard to say, I'm not sure exactly how old i was when i first died, or the last time either.]
Real Age/Age of Appearance: [unknown/28]
Birthday (Month/Day): [april/12th]
Blood Type: [B+]
RP Sample (Optional): [Insert Here]
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-Appearance-
Height/Weight: [8'2/420 ib.]
Physical Description: [The first thing one might notice about slace is that he is attractive. Not in the stunningly perfect way that the nobles are, or the brutal handsome that many attribute to some of the captains. Slace possesses a plain beauty. The kind of beautiful that normal everyday people can posess, definitely attractive but it does not impose itself on you or force its way into your mind like some might. No he is quite simply, a regular handsome man.
His face is young and full of life, Sharp features, piercing green eyes. His eyes, they grab at your attention, bright startling, like emeralds embedded in his face. They pierce right through the dark and seem to even glow slightly. With norrow catlike pupils, they give slace a wild animalistic appearance, like staring at a monster in the dark. another noticeable trait is his facial hair, Slace has a full beard, covering his entire jaw, upper lip, and even the sides of his face. His beard is long and flowing, tightly braided and bright falming red. His hair is made to match albiet shorter just barely hanging off his head to touch his ears.
As you look down to the rest of him one might notice his skin is unusually pale, almost pure white, but is contrasted completely by celtic knotwork scaling across it, starting up from his back and then spiraling around the limbs and covering the chest. IT all converges at his solar plexus, each knot runs through and outlines his musculature bringing it into excellent detail, he is a very large man, posessed of powerful body. While not as strong as okusa his physical conditioning is outstanding. Appearing closer to a bear than a man in low light.
As for his own attire. Slace chooses to forgoe the use of any sort of clothing, instead opting to go fully nude, unless required to be covered for public appearance or special events, in which he will wear a simple leather kilt with an iron band for his belt. While clothed he will elect to have a small hand drum strapped to his side.]
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-Personality-
Dislikes: [Not!Slace: some punk whos been stealing my thunder for years now. been calling himself slace but hes nothing like me and is only a wannabe douchenozzle obsessed with power.
Cruelty: Yes, sounds strange to hear this from a blackfang, but we do not outright torment others, we do exactly what is necesarry to accomplish our task and nothing more. Harming another, simply for the act of doing this, it sickens me. Such a thing is not to be tolerated under any circumstances. I am all for doing what you must, but people who take joy in the act of causing pain, I do not understand.
Losing:Now dont misunderstand. I of course, do not refer to combat when I say this. I have lost much over my long storied life. Posessions, friends, families, lives, even lost my identity for awhile. When i say i dislike losing. I do not mean losing a battle. I mean losing something close to me. After everything i have gone through, I think I have the right to say this.
Kasumi'oji:Traitors. Traitors all of them. Traitors to the soul society, Traitors to the shinigami, Traitors to their customers, Traitors even to themselves. A family that determines leadership explicitly by betraying and crushing the previous head of the clan. They create the very bakkoto given to rogue shinigami when they betray us. The worst part is that they even betray the rogue shinigami, giving them wepaons they know will eventually kill them. There is no loyalty, no honor, no good within scum like these. I despise them.
Rogue shinigami:It makes me sick just thinking about it. Just..... Just so much wrong with these people. They betray us at a level so deep they might as well be cutting out a piece of our soul. They turn against the soul society, people they swore to protect and fight for their entire lives, they betray THEIR OWN ZANPAKUTOU!!! THEY BETRAYED THEIR VERY SOULS!!! I cannot tolerate this. I refuse to tolerate this. I WILL NOT!!! I will destroy rogue shinigami, without remorse, without question, without mercy. That is all their is to it. to be so disloyal as to allow your own soul to be torn apart.
pickles: Yuck. Dude this stuff is nasty. I went to the human world and tried it a few times. No matter how i had them they were disgusting. I cannot stand the flavor, the texture. Its just plain gross all around.
Dubstep: OH GOD THE NOISE!!! This is not music, this is just pure noise. It's disgusting, Sounds horrible, and is an abomination against the musical arts.
Vizards: My problem is not with the fact that they are hollows, or that they leave they leave the soul society. They have no choice in the end. No, it is the nature of their powers. I do not hate them as I hate the rogue's and their bakkoto. I am sad for them. I have lived for over one hundred thousand years. And yet. The loss of a Zanpakutou spirit, this is something you could never recover from. Where your soul has become three pieces and one of them destroys another. You are forced to take action and not only defeat and subjugate, but dominate and enslave the other. A cycle of betrayal that they have no choice but to partake in. So I cannot hate them. But I cannot help but pity them. And when they go so far as to not only abandon their lost spirit, but to choose the hollow over it, and even later to accept the hollow and try to claim more from it. I cannot allow them to continue in this world. and so, I must not forgive them for sins of their spirit.
Nakkabaki:I do not hate all nakkabaki. Or any nakkabaki really. There exists a special place in my heart though. Similar to my hate of rogues. I see the nakkabaki who choose to give up. They surrender their other half. Whether to become full akki, or lose their akki heritage. Now most view the latter as a good thing, and others view the former as the worst crime. I hate both these thing equally. They are choosing to forsake their heritage, to deny their bloodline. They betray half of themselves. For those who become "pure" they are quite literally expunging half their soul and destroying it. For others, they must quite literally destroy their mortal half to become a demon. It is abominable, Half your essence gone in favor of another. I will not, CANNOT tolerate it.
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Likes: [
Bacon: DUDE!!! THIS IS THE MOST DELICIOUS FOOD EVER!!! EVER!!!! DUDE COULd YOU IMAGINE A ZANPAKUTOU THAT USES BACON?!! EVEN MY ZANPAKUTOU THINKS IT'D BE COOL!!! I absolutely, fucking, love, BACON!!!
Sozen Kuchiki: Sozen is the most powerful man in soul society without a doubt. Many believe our captain Enma to be superior. I disagree, Sozen is in my opinion the absolute most powerful warrior we have. Not because of his raw power nor because of his skill, though without a doubt he posesses godlike might, and omniscient skill. His true strength comes from his Ideals though. His absolute love of family, His unwavering loyalty to his goals and duty, but most of all. Sozen believes in what he aspires to accomplish, in what he has done and what he does. A man such as this can earn my respect. Power is valuable, skill is incredible, but true strength. that born of loyalty and of ideals. This is the purest form of might.
Disney movies: Best movies. ever. Period. end of story. Romance, justice, deceit, and everything else that makes a good movie. But most of all. I LOVE THE MUSIC!!! EVERY MOVIE HAS THE BEST SONGS!!! I LOVE DISNEY MOVIES!!! OH MY GOD I LOVE THEM!!! I could sing disney songs for days.
Vandenreich: Plain and simple, I respect them and their conviction to their beliefs, their absolute loyalty to their so called god, and their sheer determination to be victorious. I cant help but respect them. Too bad they fucked with my house. Time to die.
Music: Beauty embodied. The highest most excellent form of art, I have dabble din architecture, painted masterpieces, sculpted glorious figures, but in the end, music is the greatest art we possess. It can change, it moves, it is the embodiment of our voice, our bodies, music is the most beautiful thing i have ever known. Music is the most fantastic thing of all time.
Death: Kind of a terrible experience the first couple times. But after a couple dozen times you get used to it. I like to think of death this way. You work really hard all day, you put in a lot of effort and a lot of time to a project. And you can be proud that you finished something worth doing. You go home and you get into bed and its awesome. A great day of rest at the end of a long hard day of work. Thats what death is like. you live a long full life, and death is your reward, a long nice rest to a hard work. When you wake up you feel refreshed and renewed. like a new person. Thats why I like death. Its the reward to my nice long life.
Stories: I like to hear them. Puts my mind at ease.]
Flaws: [Create a list below.]
Habits: [Watching movies: I spend alot of time watching movies, In the academy I watch them in my dorms, in the gotei i watch them in my office, I finish paperwork and such early so i have an exorbitant amount of free time.
Playing music:As I love music i have aquired an incredible talent for it, During my free time i often will compose new symphonies, Write new songs, And play my various instruments, i commonly keep a small guitar and a flute on hand at all times, as well as a hand drum to set tempo for singing.
Hanging: I hang from the cieling, helps me think. I hang off of anything really. I enjoy resting in that position.
Daydreaming: Sometimes I get lost and my mind starts drifting to other lives. Better times.]
Fears: [ Amnesia: I've never been unable to remember. I dont remember what fear feels like. But the possibility of the only permanent rule in my life being broken. losing everything i am. i find it..... disconcerting.]
Goals: [Unity: The shinigami, the hollows, the humans.They are all so young and naive. They spend their lives wasted away at doing nothing but hurting themselves and eachother. Yet in the end they all want the same thing. beyond the individuals, they all simply want peace. The shinigami defend the humans, the hollow fear the shinigamis wrath for simply trying to survive, humans try to live their lives. why do they not realize this yet? if they would simply speak to eachother. they would realize that they all simply wish to live in peace. i wish to see a world where arrancar, and shinigami walk side by side down the streets, not for allies of war but as friends, a world where no human must fear for their lives, where the persecution of bounts and modsouls will end and we accept them as living beings. i want us to finally realize, that in the end, all we are doing is driving ourselves further towards the loss of what we try to protect.
Reunite Zen and Alal: It.... It was my fault..... I ruined everything..... I lost hebat but that wasnt a reason to take them awya from eachother. I will fix this one day. and when i do we can finally all be happy.
Meet the soulking: Just an interesting thing I want to do. He is basically god, I want to meet him. Maybe he can tell me the reasons behind stuff like zanpakutou, Where kido comes from, Why the soulcycle is in place, Why nobody else can become as powerful as him. All the secrets I can not learn through time.
Compose the greatest concert:I have heard many types of musics, Heard many artists, been to great concerts, Glorious symphonies. But someday I want to compose and perform in the greatest show in all of existence, a show worthy of the gods.
Defeat Solaris: He will pay. And he will pay dearly.]
Alignment: [Lawful Neutral]
Overall Personality: [Intense. This is the best way to sum him up. His convictions, his desires, everything about Slace is intense. He is a very complex man however. One who wears his emotions on his sleeve, with brutal honesty, and total lack of shame. Slace will openly voice his opinion on things with total disregard for rank, experience, and strength. This is who he is, if you are to do something you should do it, with no regard for anything else, with absolute conviction, and above all with full belief that it is what you must do. This is the kind of man he is. The prodigal Son, the founder of the blackfangs. He is unbiased, speaking only from a point of belief rather than duty. This is Slace, He is who he is, whether you like it or not.
Whether you like something or not, this is not what matters to slace, truly he values one thing above all other. Loyalty. Loyalty to your comrades, to your family, to your mission. To lack these things, and to lack loyalty itself, this is something that cannot be tolerated. Loyalty is the highest ideal one msut strive for, this is his true and solid belief. So obviously his own loyalty is unwavering, absolute, and unbreakable. Right? WRONG. His loyalty runs in near opposition to his beliefs, upheld by a hypocritical logic. His loyalty is his msot valued treasure. So if you do something that in any way he considers a betrayal, then you have lost him completely. His loyalty goes from infinite to nothing in an instant. But should you hold him in your good graces and be in his, you have a friend unlike any other. An ally who no matter the risk, or the cost, will help you to the end of time.
If loyalty is his highest value, then betrayal is obviously his deepest hatred. He makes a 180 when dealing with such a thing. His normally cheerful demeanor even to his most horrible foes fades away completely. You are left with a new man. Stoic, spiteful, and angry. Whether a betrayal of himself or another, Slace despises it, it is the worst crime in existence, something that he despises. For all his dedication to loyalty he posesses just as much hatred of this. And nothing is capable of quelling his rage. this is the simplicity of slace. As far as any know this is all there is to the man. Nothing more nothing less.
He appears full of confidence, brimming with it in fact. Slace is a man who quite simply knows that he can and will accomplish what he chooses. He is fully aware of his limits and seeks to break them. There is no challenge he will not face head on, and this sometimes has some comedic effects. he will engage in incredible amounts of tomfoolery for no reason other than the fact that he can. And yet not a bit of shame taints his mind, he knows he is a good man, and he lets nobody else tell him otherwise.
While these things are true. They are simply the facade that hides what lies within. Truthfully he is far more complex. An enigma. His life has been long and full. So he has learned much and changed more. Slace is full of things like hate, love, happiness, misery. All of these things are brought to bear within him. Yet none will ever see for he keeps his deepest emotions locked far far away. As deep within himself as he can allow. Trying to hide what none should see.
What is it that Slace is hiding? this is unknown to any but slace, even he himself is unsure, such things are locked away in his subconscious. things like fear, regret, pain. These were surrendered and sealed inside him. Yet none are even aware they ever existed. Something troubles him. something toxic within his mind that claws at the back of his every moment yet he never knows, choosing his own ignorant bliss over the agonizing truth of his life. this is the only thing keeping him sane.
you asked me what I was like. if you want to keep looking. be my guest. ]
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-Powers-
Fighting Style: [Many fighting styles talk about how somebody is so powerful, or how they are brutal, or like a machine or an animal. Slace does not waste time with anything like this when one thinks of his fighting style. It is brutal, efficient, and energetic. If you have to add descriptor. Slace is a force of nature. Unpredictable, unstoppable, and unrelenting. He is the destruction of a storm or a quake. This is how he fights.
Like many shinigami He knows Hakuda. Slace has a very unusual style of Hakuda compared to most. He lacks the strength that many have, but this matters not to him, He performs a style mixed hevaily with acrobatics, highly mobile, never does slace stop moving in battle, at all times he is in motion, or in action, He will waste no time, no effort, and no resources. While far weaker than most hakuda master, he employs strikes to incredible effect, Hakuda is not a martial art of holds, or of throws. Slace laughs at this. He employs strikes in a rather unique way. using his acrobatics knowledge and martial arts he is capable of utilizing very unusual attacks.
After a life as long as his he has discovered that by striking an opponent in their centers of balance, in their weak points, and by striking simultaneously to their own, he can steal the pwoer from their blows, and he can knock them off balance, and with proper motion of acrobatics he can even shift from a strike to throwing the enemy over himself. Slace adores using the enemies own power against them, this leads to a very reactionary fighting style, for every motion they perform he reacts instantly and brutally. Outside of release they fall to his cutback, and even then they have to deal with his unexpected sweeps, strikes, and flips.
He is wild, he is brutal. Even his use of kido reflects this, he employs very few barriers in his kido, as opposed to his highly reactionary style of physical combat, he prefers a hyper offensive, almost excessive use of his kido, prefering binding types of bakudo and HAdo as opposed to the healing effects of kaido, or the utility of other bakudo. At any time during his motion he will randomly and unpredictably launch kido, often ffeigning another motion and then adding them to his style, sometimes going so far as to use hakuda and kido in unison.
He has adept skill at adapting. his near photographic memory and learning capability he can instantly and effortlessly comprehend and develop methods of delaing with his foe, often drawing on his vast experience in hopes of having past methods of delaing with it.
He is painless, fearless, and merciless. this makes his final method of combat unusual and unpredictable. Posessed of incredible stamina and lack of fear or pain, Slace has little skill with proper sword play, or with weapons at all. However utilizing his acrobatics he has managed to overcome this. By balancing weapons on himself or vice versa he is capable of guiding weapons with his movements, utlizing them in a strange form of projectile fashion. bouncing them and spinning them around himself. A dangerous maneuver and when combined with kido, which he also has the habit of utilizing in this manner, highly unpredictable and dangerous. But against true masters of wepaonry he falls short, in a direct confrontation with a swordsman this style is most decidedly not true swordplay so in a true conflict of weapon. Slace fails.
His lack of pain and fear allows slace to take strikes head on. using his acrobatics to reduce the impact further before redirecting the enemies force into them. rather than using his own strength he uses himself as a pendulum of sorts taking their force and swinging it into them at full force.
He is insane, fully willing to allow himself to be stabbed just to grab an pummel his foe, but none can doub t that while foolish, his style is terribly effective. He is a freak of nature, a being born beyond lfie and detah, and even death holds no fear for slace, for if he truly cannot avoid it then he knows. whether it takes ten or ten thousand years. he will be back.]
Zanpakutou Spirit Appearance(Optional):[/b] [N/A Slace has never seen his spirit.]
Zanpakutou Appearances: [The zanpakutou he wields is unique in the gotei, for whereas many choose to utilize the katana or some form of western sword, Slace utilizes a weapon far different than others, the shotel. a long sword with an incredibly exagerated curve, appearing almost crescent in shape, the blade runs only along the inner curve rather than outside like most. His blade is dark and black like cold iron, as one traces the blade down they find the handle to be a simple golden daimond shape with no decorations. The handle a simple cylinder wrapped in cloth, and the pommel itself a metal sphere. The weapon while unusual posesses no distinguishing traits from any other shotel.
During shikai however his weapon takes on an even more unusual form. IT becomes a flute. A golden, simple, flute. two feet in length and golden in color, the flute appears normal. until he begisn to play it. when he does so out of each hole of the flute will emit light and flame of a different color, the colors are random but they can be anything on the range of the ROYGBIV scale.
Bankai sacrifices the simplicity of the former forms in exchange for extravagance. As it first takes form the ground shakes and the sky darkens with its arrival. for a moment it seems like he has brought forth a world of nothingness. Until in an instant the light returns. around the entire battlefield for exactly two miles in every direction is a dome, this domes appearance is unusual as it is a physical construct, seemingly defyin gravity the entire structure is lined with red velvet seats, and in each seat a featureless gray figure sits with an instrument, the instruments are countless and each of them unique from the next, ornate beyond belief, it could be said that all forms of music and isntrument sit here. And when all is said and done Slace himself appears to be unchanged. save for what is in his hand. a simple black conductors baton. yet with each movement it leaves behind a disturbance in the air as if distorted by heat. this is the bankai of slace, a glorious manifestation of the symphony inside his soul.]
Zanapkutou Release Names [PLAY ALONG, KAMI NO SHINFONI!!/Bankai Sōdaina sofaōkesutora]
Overall Ability: [There is a reason His zanpakutou is named the "Divine symphony". Knowledge of this and the appearance of his release often leads others to believe that his ability is sound manipulation. this is completely innacurate. Yes is it a musical release in a way, it has nothing to do with sound itself. His ability is more like a concert, a symphony to be exact. The ability is put simply, the symphony. a Symphony is not simply a song that is being played, but a musical art brought together by the union of many different musicians and uniting to form a single form, both greater and different from its constituent parts. this is the power of the divine symphony. Each ability wielded by this mighty force is relatively insignificant on its own. but together they unlock access to newer and greater abilities, combinations that work like musical notes or chemical reactions, alone having their own effect their own ability. but together they become far greater producing something completely new, producing something completely more powerful.]
Shikai Overall Ability: [Shikai is the weakest form of his power, yet even this is deserving of the name it has. The divine symphony in its first form. it only posesses three techniques to draw from but with these techniques it can utilize up to six possible combinations. each time slace plays his flute he can use a technique, each time he uses a technique it will add to the combinations being prepared. Slace can store two techniques at a time. but while he has these stored, he cannot utilize any of the combinations reffered to by him as "songs". each combination is composed of three techniques in varying order, and while he has two techniques stored for later use, he cannot initiate these combos until he vacates one of the slots. At any time he uses a technique he can choose to utilize it alone, store it, or if he has the prerequisites do neither and simply initiate the song. This is his shikai. Difficult to use and master but once you have done so, and once you have prepared it, it is a devestating ability.]
Bankai Overall Ability: A vast expansion on the previous form. In this state his pwoer has reached it apex Wheras before he was limited to a mere six songs and three individual techniques he now has twice the techniques and 6 new songs for the bankai techniques as well as 6 new songs unlocked by combining the lesser songs used by his techniques alone. His storage capability has expanded to 8 slots, and at any time he can store a full song rather than a technique in exchange for taking up three slots rather than one. Bankai is much stronger however as instead of being limited to his shikai as before, he can now cast the abilities from anywhere within his bankai, or should he desire it, from outside his bankai. Within the bankai however he has a new ability. Different from his regular techniques. He can choose to combine his allies abilities within it. Anytime Slace finds an ally he may with their agreement utilize any of their techniques or powers in combination with his own or another allies, these abilities can be united in incredible ways, whether uniting a mighty kido with another users zanpakutou, or combining the hakuda of one with the shunpo of another. It is a devestating ability, however Slace has no control over his allies under this, it is a side effect and a support ability, his allies alone decide whether to use this.]
Zanpakuto Techniques: [
1.)Brass section
Level:Shikai
Description: A basic technique in his arsenal, Brass instruments, lively, intrusive, and Vibrant. It inserts itself into music and forces itself into your mind catching your attention. Similar to this intrusive nature of music, the brass section technique has a similar trait. It inserts itself into things. Appearing like the vibration of the objects.
2.)woodwinds
Level:Shikai
Description: His weakest ability, this has the simple effect of allowing slace to strike. for 25 reiatsu per use Slace can emit a burst of pressurized reiatsu from his zanpakutou at bala speed, it has power equal to his combat stat and will punch through defenses of inferior class, or combat stat, whichever is lower.
3.)Strings section
Level:Shikai
Description: For 200 reiatsu Slace can utilize this, a simple technique while active it allows use of cutback during release and by paying half the cost of technique hitting him will work on reiatsu based abilities.
4.)Percussion
Level:Bankai
Description: Upon use this technique will dock 300 reiatsu and its pwoer will begin. for every post bankai is active percussion is able to at any time allow the user to add an explosive effect to any of their techniques.
5.)keys
Level:Bankai
Description: Possibly his most dangerous technique in bankai. from the entire bankai will emit bright blue spears of reiatsu, and by paying 1000 reiatsu he can fire these from every part of his bankai. the keys are fired at his maximum possible stepping speed, and if they impact something, they explode, they detonate into a burst of pure reiatsu with equivalent force to a cero oscuras.
6.)Orchestra: this ability upon use disables Slaces ability to use any techniques except for creation of combos. in exchange every technique and every combination he has used up till that point is activated upon the enemy once again. costs half of his reiatsu.]
Other Techniques:
Birthplace: [Thats a long story.]
Current Residence: [nomadic]
Memorable Figures: [Zen, Alal, Hebat, Solaris.]
History: ["Alright, is everyone tucked in? Do you need a glass of water?"
The light of day dimmed in the sky, the scent of baked goods could be smelled throughout the small house. The only sound was the breathing of many children and the creaking of the rocking chair. The stone walls were brown with the dirt of years, the floor a nicely polished wood strewn with small toys. Several beds lined the wall of the room, each one with quilted sheets. Small children of various skintones and builds lay in each, the grandmother's wrinkled face smiling contentedly at them. Her bright green eyes staring down at one child. He was scratching his left arm under the covers.
"Michael, you stop playing with those chains right now."
"Grandma, will you tell us a story?"
"About what, my dears?"
"The war"
"No about hell"
"Tell us about the princess"
The grandmother nodded along to each suggestion, her wisened eyes gliding across the room before settling on one boy in particular, the young man still sitting up his arms crossed, quietly thinking. "Tell me child, What shall our story be tonight?"
The boy looked into his grandmothers eyes, his eyes were red, and they glared deep into her soul. "Tell us about Slace"
Her face broke into a light smirk, a chuckle escaping her lungs. "ah yes. Slace, I suppose then, we should start from the beginning."
The children all gathered into bed and pulled the covers close. All except the one boy. He still looked intently at her, waiting for the knowledcge he sought.
Chapter 1]
"His birth was marked by pain, He knew not what was going on, nor even who he was yet, But this day would mark the beginning of a long and hard road. He came into this world as all children do, screaming. He knew not of the past that had changed his life even before he gained it, nor of the future that would haunt him forever. He was not alone in his early years, within mere days of eachother, five children were born. Slace, Zen, Hebat, Alal. To tell the story of slace is to tell the story of all five of the eternals. These five were special thought they knew it not, and Slace would be their undoing. they were born among the tribal humans of the early world, cavemen you might call them, they grew up together as all children in those places did. But the day they truly met, was the day their fates were sealed.
The sun was bright that day, but the air was cold. Cold and still, They had not had a succesful hunt for days. The tribe was hungry and if they did not find something soon, they would not survive the coming winter. Slace and his friends were only children, but their parents were gone, searching for food. Only the elders were left to watch the children. But the world they would grow up in was harsh and unforgiving, hours after they left, the elders would be slaughtered, predators attacking, Not even in their teens the children would have to defend themselves from these monsters. It was quick and brutal, the elders were weak from age, and the children were now alone. Slace, alone with the others. and so it was, that they first fought together.
Pain surged through his body as he felt the claws tear across his back. The youngest were behind him. His fists brought up ready to defend if need be. He felt fear, but it meant nothing. If he were to die, he would die fighting. So when the monster charged at them he screamed, a primal fury deep within himself unleashed as he pummeled it, his fist into the things eyes. Another one, and another, they would not die but he would not give up. But as he did this from out of nowhere a large beast came barreling through into the pack. Where could it have come from. He looked and beheld two others. Like him they defended the tribe from these beasts. a male and a female. They smiled and as the three held the ground a friendship was forged. For each wound inflicted on his new allies he inflicted three times as many. For each movement of theirs he matched it. they saved him and he would not forget it.
"So here it was. The first day of their union. The two who aided him were none other than Zen and Alal. Without a doubt these three could crush any foe, they have turned back armies, fought and killed abominatiosn beyond thought. But as he stood besides them, they began to grow weary. Humans do not match beasts, even humans as special as this. So who could have saved such warriors?"
The children had crawled to the edge of their beds, their eyes wide with fascination as the grandmother weaved her tales. It was a fantastic story, she detailed the battle long and hard, the images flowing through their minds, of the unity between them, of their great might, and of their unstoppable will. This was the first life, and while much happened only two days held true significance.
They were winning. He could see it now. They had grown tired. but just that moment he saw it. The son of their leader. The future leader of their tribe. He came in and without hesitation he cleaved through the monsters like they were nothing. What was he holding? It was a branch but.... he had sharpened it like teeth. Turned it into a weapon. Without any thought he gave one to them and Slace charged the beasts impaling them straight through. The tides had turned with the new weapons. And so it was they sent the beasts on the back foot. He tasted victory and it was glorious. Nothing could stop him now. he was a monster beyond monsters.
"But what about hebat? You obviously meant solaris when you talked about the chiefs son. Where is hebat?"
"Alice, Patience, I am getting there."
The warriors had fought them off. But they could not drive them out. Animals are hungry, and just as the humans became stronger to respond to overwhelming force, beasts are most dangerous when backed in a corner. With new strength they pushed back it was a stalemate that even their new weapons would lose. four humans of absolute might holding off legions of beasts. It was the inspiration for the myths of some primitive people following them. Put simply, this was the turning moment of Slace's life. He chose to remain loyal to his new allies rather than flee like the rest of the children.
He could barely hold himself up, it was incredible really, the fact they had fought for so long that is. He almost collapsed, but he must remain awake. He told himself this. For he could not allow the others to fail. He heard a scream as one of the escaping children was caught, a gtirl around his age, he howled in fury before slamming into the animal, it was dead in an instant and she was safe. well, safe as could be at that moment. She should have run, he thought, but no She stood beside him brekaing the fangs of the animal and wielding them in her hands. He looked at her face closely. and for a moment, the world stopped, time froze as he capture this moment in his mind forever. His chest hevay, his mind foggy. and just as soon ass it started it stopped, he spun around to assault another beast. He had fallen in love. the five of them would win. He knew this to be true, and accepted it.
"there they were, the five immortals, though they did not know yet. Together at last, bound by battle, by loyalty, and by love. The animals were beaten back long enough until the hunters returned, stones flying through the air until the monsters were gone. And that my children. Is how they met."
The children stood mouths agape at the story. Such things were most amazing because they were true, these were the tales an age long past. The boy, the eldest uncrossed his arms and clapped slowly. his face smirking. "so tell me grandmother. What is the second day?"
"ah yes." the grandmother weaved her stories once more, though this time, not of bonds forged, but of their strengthening, the lives they lived until that fateful day.
"This is pointless." He said to solaris, his friend was the king of all the tribes now. It was incredible. But Solaris was still not satisfied. He wanted more, he had heard of an herb that could allow him to control the spirits. Slace doubted its existence but as always, the five of them would do everything together. Slace thought it foolish but he would not go against solaris. So they hunted, for the beasts that fed on it, for its home, and now for the plant itself. Alal and Zen tore down the stones in their path, slace and hebat would scout ahead while solaris from his vantage point saw all. IT was all his plan, his brilliance that slace had never doubted once. Solaris looked at slace and pointed downwards. They had found it.
This day was the end of their happiness. this is the day that changed everything. nobody is quite sure what transpired but the plant had sent solaris into a frenzy. They did not question it and returned to the village. They were preparing to migrate once more. and then it happened.
Solaris had gone mad, the king in his rage had been far too wasteful,today alone he was wasting enough resources to last all winter, they would die. Hebat and slace approached him to speak sense. But the moment his wife spoke all he saw was his king striking her down. In a blind fury slace charged him and nearly landed a strike before Zen intervened. He tried to talk sense. But the loyalty he had held was gone now. replaced by hate. Zen still defended solaris, so Slace would make him share this pain. the agony flowing through him, like half his soul had been torn out, his mind burning away, hsi heart bursting in his chest, he felt it and screamed, screamed until his throat was raw and bloody. and then he was silent.
"He killed alal in revenge."
She lay dead in his hands. Within the hour Zen killed solaris and brought himself before slace. "You protected him. Now you know what its like to lose your other half to a friend." He spoke gently quietly. and without hesitation he attacked Zen.
"Slace won this battle. And then died shortly after."
the children were silent. some of them were crying. but she would continue the story.
"so it was that their lives came to an end. that is the story of slaces first life. that is the truth of the pain within him."
The children stopped and crawled back under the covers as she got up. She kissed them goodnight and then left.
the grandmother sat in the living room hearing her husband cooking. She smiled and remembered the day they met. The day they met slace. So alal stretched into the air her old bones creaking as she walked up to her husband. "I still remember that day. and the day he founded the blackfangs."
but that dear readers. is a story for another day. you have heard the origin of slace, there are many mopre lives to tell of, but for now, be patient.
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