Watch Your Step

[Razor]

I Dare You To Take This Chance..

For what the world had to offer now, it was unbelievable that the world was still together and it had not fallen into total darkness, cracking under the pressure of abusive creatures. For what reason did the earth deserve such treatment? It hadn't done anything wrong, but it could not fight back. There was no way the world could fight back against the creatures that wished to abuse it, toucher it, light it aflame with hate and anger. The earth did, however, have ways of speaking through other creatures that would help defend it, but those creatures were just tossed aside, beaten down just like the earth that was slowly, oh so slowly, decaying like a corpse that had been mangled by the worst of all creatures; The Dire Demons. They had much to do with the death of the earth.

This world that we live in holds different secrets and different stories. Some that are not meant to be told. However, others have died away and have been buried beneath the ground for years and years to come. Those things shall never resurface and should not ever face the world again because of such affects that they had on the world. Of course, there are some that continue to dwell in the past and wish to bring the past back to the present even though they are aware of what could happen. He didn't care and so he's done it. Many don't care, but welcome the fact that this immortal beast has returned from the depths of Hell to walk the earth again, though wreaking havoc with every turn that they will make. This soul shall never rest and all know that it won't. All that have known of this soul know better then to think that the soul would never surface again. This soul was once ignorant and drowned in power and hate. Even now it is so, but this time it returns with a vengeance that shall never leave their thoughts. The soul will look for the one that rose it again from where it was supposed to be left, do to a deal that had been made many years ago. Revenge will be found, though it was be long before the soul ever gets to rest again.

Lush, but rough paws kissed the earth, making it scream out in agony with every deadly kiss. Claws didn't feel a need to be torn into the ground and squeeze more life from the earth then already with being pulled. Instead, the paws remained soft and steady with their pace, carrying their master across the land. Hackles slightly prickled, but quickly settled and a tail flicked, causing a mass glob of gooey, toxic blood to go soaring through the air and hit the ground with a sickening squish and a sizzling followed afterwords. The metallic blood had caused a fairly large hole in the ground and the rim was still burning white hot. Touch that now and one would feel uncontrollable pain and fears.

Careful, they say to be, for one may never know what hides away in the shadows, ready to pounce and attack whatever may walk by, but she had nothing to fear. Why would she? She owned what shadows lurked about and that thought caused a cold grin to creep along her face and eyes. She sat herself down in the near center of the area, wrapping her tail about her paws and watching it all. This could be possibly... fun, dare she say.

The world as we know it is falling into a time of deep despair and agony. As we know it, the world is slowly crumbling away right out from under our feet and there's nothing that anyone can do to stop it from every happening. Sitting there above all is something that we've long since heard tales of and have feared for years and years. The time will come when those who defy the prophecy will fall to their never ending deaths. And so it begins here with a story that has never been foretold in history. Nothing will ever be the same after these days because now the world has taken on two different sources of power; Dire Demons and the Shadowed Darks. Under the very paws of those wolves crumbles the world and they are not even aware of the effect they have on it. Sitting high above the ground stands a tower that shudders over the world, making those under the shadow fear it and tremble in its wake. But why could such an object be feared by so many when it did not even move? Why, that was simple. It was what was inside of the towering castle that many feared. Inside of those dark walls lived a beast of unimaginable proportions. One that had been healing itself for years since its death and it has returned to wreak havoc on the defiant.

The silence that was foretold on these grounds were something that made others shiver. Those that were used to the contains screams of terror that spirits let loose into the world. Oh, yes, this world... This world that we live in holds different secrets and different stories. Some that are not meant to be told. However, others have died away and have been buried beneath the ground for years and years to come. Those things shall never resurface and should not ever face the world again because of such affects that they had on the world. Of course, there are some that continue to dwell in the past and wish to bring the past back to the present even though they are aware of what could happen. He didn't care and so he's done it. Many don't care, but welcome the fact that this immortal beast has returned from the depths of Hell to walk the earth again, though wreaking havoc with every turn that it will make.

Above the entire area, standing in the largest tower that this bleak castle had to offer stood one wolf that would go to any limits to defy those who attempted to tame him. Wind smashed against the sides of the castle with force that sent whistling through the corridors as it went. Inside there was nothing much to look at, but that was besides the point of the power that was wreaking these very halls. Dark creatures walk the halls to protect their Master that lay inside. The creatures wait for those idiot enough to approach the castle without permission from their Master. Those that approach are turned into a meal for the savage Hell-Creatures as they are so fondly referred to as. Their milky outline and movement makes them seem unreal. But there eyes flash a haunting metallic blue as they land upon you and scare you to the very pits of your souls enough to were one is stunned and killed.

Blood sinks deeper when one knows what to do with it and how to handle it. Pressure can sometimes tinker with the mind and cause the body to make a mistake. For that crimson liquid that flows and pounds through the veins of the living is a life source. That little liquid is something that so many are after and amazingly they get it, but know not what to do with it afterwords. The blood is safely in their hands and all over them as well as the ground, but they do not know where to go from there and that's what separates the idiots from the Dires. While those who think they are powerful fall to the ground within moments because of the Darkness and power inside of them that they are not able to even control in the least bit. Unlike a Dire who controls themselves and at times everyone else around them. For the others, it can be a living hell, but for the Dire Demons, it is the power that keeps them coming back for more.

The sounds of another being that walked the grounds hit his ears hard, making his head turn quickly in the direction that he just came from. Deep within the stomach of this creature was something that was continuing to boil and would not stop until the creature was satisfied with what was happening. Massive talons cut into the earth like a knife through flesh. The dark creature twisted itself to be turned back in the direction that it came, its eyes heavy with anger for having to return to the spot. It was all like a bad dream that one could not wake from. Lives were being taken from everywhere, no one to save them, for their fates were now sealed no matter what anyone else did in attempt to stop them. It was Hell finally coming to life and showing itself to the entire world. Like a fire raging through a forest, so came this being with a heavy heart and a head held high. And where, some may ask, did he find the nerve to walk with such power? He was in charge of no land here, but that didn't stop him. He felt as though he ruled it all.

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