Child of the Crimson Flame

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Child of the Crimson Flame

Unread postby Akuma » Mon Oct 28, 2002 10:07 pm

<emImageD"> eep in a firey Chasm, in the depths of hell itself, a new demon was being concocted. This was the new hope for the dark underworld. A powerful creature that could take down all enemies that opposed them. Residing in a ceremonially prepared crystal, lie that hope. A demonic creature with no true physical form. The crystal had been prepared from some very rare elements. The crystal in itself was a desert ruby, intricately carved by hell's most skilled artisans. It had been infused with the soul of a feirce fire dragon, and the heart of a legendary warrior. Standing around it, were it's caretakers; a band of demons chanting incantations, for the time of this new hope's arrival drew near.

Soon the ground around it began to tremble. The demons stood back. The time was neigh. The crystal began to glow. The forever hot air surrounding it grew hotter yet, as the crystal was engulged in flame. Then, as the crimson flames rose to their highest point, the crystal cracked, and soon had shattered into countless thousands of peices.

A new terror for the ages, Akuma, had been born.

Standing among the shards was a young man. This surprised the demons. Their hope has taken a form of it's own! A truly rare even indeed. The young man stood there, with long black flowing hair, and deep, firey intense eyes. Yet looking around, he seemed confused and scared. One of the demons approched him, obviously making an attempt to communicate with the frightened boy. But the boy backed away. The others moved in, but the boy seemed to lose control in frightened hysteria. He began to glow. A deep crimson red like the flames that had concived him. The aura grew larger, and more intense. With the flailing out of his limbs, the aura erupted out in all directions, knocking back all of the surrounding him until they reached the chasm wall. The aura re-surrounded the boy, and he threw out his arms a second time, exploding his aura once again. This time, the surrounding demons were incapasitated.

The boy stood, still frightened. With the first concious decision of his life, he fled the dark underworld. He emerged from the dark bowels of hell, finding himself in a forest. Weary, he lay down to rest. From there, sleep overtook him. Unbeknowest to him, an old man was to stumble upon him.[/i]

Old Man: Well, what's this we have here?

The old man reached down to pick up the boy. From there, he would carry him home and give him a good bath, some clothes, and a nice, hot meal.

OOC: Yeah, so basically it's an origin of character RP. Join in. Have fun. do whatever. I'll ad to it some time later.


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