#aestuse

@aestuse

Having been able work on his magic for quite a while, and was a bit confident on trying out a higher level of magic...summoning magic.

It required a huge level of magic and concentration to cast a summoning spell, as he was reading out of a book he had taken out from his school’s magic library for the moment. It was restricted to try out summoning out in his home, but with everyone in bed, he figured it wouldnt be a problem, as he set things up for the summoning.

Achilles: What is your greatest flaw?

Sure enough the messenger's threats had backbone to it. As he stood by the tree, Kyo witnessed the forces amassing themselves near the shore, set forth on their objective. "They never learn do they?..."  The words of anticipation passed his annoyed lips and he griped his weapon, the only companion in this fight. Heading off to meet this latest force head on, the warrior soon kicked off the hillock into the fray.

Their attacks seemed different this time. Kyo thought of this as he waded through he field of directed hatred. It seemed that their priorities had changed, and they focused their attacks upon the keyblade warrior himself! "Tch..." Kyo gritted his teeth in annoyance of this seemingly fruitless farce by the enemy. Kyo continued to cut their numbers down like before. Every move, had a purpose. Every turn of his blade had a target. Every parry a guaranteed kill.  Kyo soon found himself in the brunt of the enemy lines. His assumptions were correct, they were no longer interested on the kingdom at the moment, they wanted him! He continued his assault. This was his chance to push the lines back! Their attacks seemed less deliberate to harm him but more to bide time. The forces surrounded Kyo as he momentary ceased his assault. He stood looking around him. "What are they waiting for...."

"So you're the warrior would decapitated my son huh?" A commanding tone called from the ranks. A heavy man, carrying a mystic blade and bearing runes etched in his lash came to Kyo. "Envinco I assume?"  The warrior turned his focus upon the leader. "Yes that is what they call me. you declined my generous offer it seems." Kyo glared at the being infront of him. This was his chance, if he could defeat this one man perhaps the others would flee. "You said you would make me bleed boy? Then let me see this power!" Within a blink of an eye Envinco had made a mad dash for Kyo.

Stepping back enough to deflect the blade away from his neck, Kyo barely was able to react to the blow of this man. He had been exhausted from the never ceasing battles before hand. A swift and sharp pain came from his gut however. The mad conqueror had delivered a rib crushing blow to the warrior sending him flying back, coughing blood. 'Damn....he's fast...not to mention I think these battles are starting to take their toll on me..." Kyo gritted his teeth. The Mark will repair the minor injuries. He did not have the option to lose. Wiping the blood from his mouth Kyo soon stood back up to face his enemy. "So you would still stand against me boy?" Kyo started towards him in defiance. "How foolish! Then come boy I shall send you to your petty "king"!" Sparks where exchanged from the blades. The clangs ringing from the fight of the clashing souls.  

The same feint came once more. This time Kyo was ready. 'Right! there's my opening!" Kyo sacrificed his defense allowing the blade to gaze his side. The invading conqueror threw his wild punch however Kyo rolled aside the blow and delivered a melee of his own to Envinco's nose. He shifted his momentum to his left knee as it made contact to his face and pushed himself away to gain back ground. Kyo kicked forward and quickly stabbed the man in his heart. It would seem the battle was over....but....'Wait why is there no blood?..." The beast of a man picked Kyo up by the neck and threw him and his blade into a wall. "Nice try boy... yet you see Gods don't bleed."  Kyo spat the blood from his mouth and started his attack again. Striking him fatally several times. Yet each time ended the same. The monster countered with ease and threw the warrior about like a ragdoll. Kyo laid upon the ground...struggling to bring himself up again. How was this possible? Soon he saw the answer...this leader did not care about any of his men. For each time he was struck down he was leeching the life of his men. The shore looked more like a macabre painting now. The soldiers seemed to have tried to escape their fates but to no avail. "So this is the power of so called "Deathsbane"? I am not impressed. It would seem you do not know your place boy." The man crushed Kyo's hand as he tried to reach for his blade. A yelp of pain came from his mouth interrupted by a flurry of blows by the beast of a leader. "And this is the blade that can kill gods?...It couldn't even scratch me...How pathetic..." Envinco gripped the weakened Kyo by his hair and dragged him to the hillock pinning him tot he tree. "Its a shame I was hoping to keep you alive...no matter...and don't worry about your precious king, when she returns...and we are done with this speck of land you call a kingdom....Me and my men be sure to take care of her after we break her." The snide grin he wore as the slithery words escaped his mouth filled Kyo's stomach with hate. Kyo spat blood into his enemies face. "...I..ll......k...ill...you..bas...tard...." The walking force seemed to chuckle at this attempt. "Oh no my boy..." The blade pierced Kyo's heart quickly as blood came forth from his mouth.  Envinco started leave the hillock to signal his troops to advance. as he pulled a flare out. "And now this is start of a new era for this land. One ruled by me, Envinco, the Subjugater." A twisted laugh came from his mouth as he thought victory was his.  'Is this it? Is this how I am....another failure....NO!' Weakly the pinned Kyo reached for his blade buried in his chest. 'There's still something I want to tell her.' Power flowed where blood once flowed. Kyo would not give in so easily. 'Until I see her again....I can't die!' "hnng....RRRRRRAAAAAAAGGHHH!" Envinco heard this disturbance by the warrior. "Struggle as you might you-" A swift and brutal blow was delivered by the man casting his enemy from the hillock. Kyo's eyes were different. This was not the same adversary Envico was aware of. "So you are not dead yet are you boy?" 

The silver eyed man glared at the monster of a human in front of him. "You will never..." Envinco began his assault onto the man, but to no avail as his was parried effortlessly by both blade and evasion. "Lay a finger..." His eyes see all. He saw the true source of his power. A primal heartless had been welcomed into Envinco's heart. Allowing him to rejuvenate near instantly. To win Kyo would only need to severe the connection between Envinco and the Primal Heartless. However something the man said did not want Kyo to just win. He wanted to to break this man. The leader was angered and charged and laid his wieght onto his weapon and fist. Both were easily held by Kyo's hand and blade. "On HER!" Determination mixed with a hint of rage at the threat filled his eyes as six golden wings spread from his back. Shoving Envinco back, Kyo began his counter assault. A flurry of blows rained upon his prey. He would keep his promise, no matter the cost!  The battle was a slaughter! Envinco who had the advantage previously had continued to attempt to harm the man. Their roles reversed. The leader's troops were witnessing the battle and stood in awe. as if watching Gods do battle. "YOU LITTLE RUNT! YOU CANNOT KILL ME, HE WHO HAS OVER 10,000 LIVES!" The heartless was slowly starting to take over the conqueror's soul. His blows while strong were wild and easy to read, this plus the boost effect of Kyo's current state, this was little more than a  slaughter. The blade clashed. A cold and deathly glare came from the embodiment of hope. His blade started to shine bright. "Then I will just have to butcher you 13,000 times Subjugater."  It was then countless keyweapons spawned around in the air. Kyo mashed his opponents face into the dirt and then tossed him into the air. "This ends now Envinco." Kyo dashed through him with his blade leaving it in mid air before gripping a lance and piercing him several times, followed by the lancer being fired from a bow, followed by several more shots. He then wielded two wands and cast several decimating spells upon his foe. that leveled the field infront of the shore. A series of blows from countless weapons followed before Envinco came crashing down back to the earth below. battered and bloody, Envinco held his cursed blade to deflect the 13,000th blow. Kyo gripped Ultima and charged the energy within as he came flying down to his enemy. Envinco stood waiting Kyo, was was seen more like a force of nature than a man. The light looks as if it were a bright star in the darkest night. "AHHHHHHHH!" The cursed blade met the Blade of Harmony. "ULTIMA!" The energy was released as the enemy and his weapon broke. The enemy of the free people of Camelot had been wiped from existence. The enemy army had been caught in the blast and had been halved. "RETREAT FOR NOW! OUR LEADER HAS FALLEN! A voice of a soldier ,who glared at Kyo, cried out.  The silver eyes of the warrior watched as the last of the men left the ships were destroyed so they would not escape. However the Harmonic Seraphimn stood by the tree as the day past the effects wore off and Kyo fell to one knee. Heaving heavily. 'Hah.....ha...." The Mark's power had been nearly spent in that burst of otherworldly power. He would have to rest for a weeks time before being in fight shape again. Gritting his teeth Kyo growled. "No....the enemy is still out there....the look in that ones eyes..." He knew they would come back soon for vengeance. Kyo had to be ready. He had to defend her home. Kyo donned something he had not worn in ages, his armor. The silver and golden plates of magical material covered his frame. As he stood on top of the hillock awaiting what seemed to be his last battle. It was only a mere 32 hours before the new leader of the armies arrived. It turned out to be the bastard child of Envinco come to finish what his father had started. The armies were twisted in some manner. Perhaps the heartless in Envinco had transferred its twisted hatred into them. Their numbers darkened the horizon.  Kyo knew what they craved. They would not claim him as easily as they hoped. Kyo slowly descended from the hillock and marched towards his fate. Win or lose, he would not stray from his path. He had a promise to keep. The twisted son, eyes filled with hatred cried out an horrible shrill as he commanded his forces to attack. Kyo drew two blades in his hands leaving Ultima as a last resort. He could feel the magical energy working overtime in his body. Burning and degrading his insides. The sounds of the armies were closing in. Kyo kicked forward to meet them. They cried out in unified rage as Kyo did the same! The crashing of armor and blades met. The warrior surprising still holding fervor continued to pave a way through the ranks. Then the captain, the bastard son, came wielding a crude hammer crashing through even his own men. He clearly meant to put an end to this now and continue his father's conquest. Kyo was too focused on the torrent of attacks coming upon him that he did not see the attack coming until it was too late. A crack came from his side, three broken ribs and hemorrhaging as the wield bought himself up to his feet as he saw a follow up from this menace. Deflecting the blows with the blades as best he could from both the captain and the forces around him. The hammer came crashing down upon the blades and shattered them. Kyo took this chance and leaped forward into the mass infront of him and stabbed the sharp end of the hilt into the eye of the captain carving out his eye before he threw Kyo to the side to the ground and brought the hammer down on his skull.  The ringing was intense. Concussed Kyo struggled to his feet. Half of the helmet fell off. Kyo gripped his blade, Ultima as the mass came to finish. Adrenaline flowed into his ridden body as the he and the captain exchanged blows each seeking each others end.  The smaller fry came in to seek their glory but as they did they were ended by either of the two. The two a swirling tornado of violence. Each of their ambitions were pitted against each other. Each inflicting horrible wounded upon each other. There was a opening between the swings from this whirlwind of hate and malice. He could end the ambition here! Kyo had to seize this chance! The hammer swing had missed its next mark as Kyo advanced and took of the head of the captain. However this small as two spears impaled the swordsman. Pushing him closer and closer towards the hillock. Only the right spear penetrated the armor into the right shoulder. The other dented the already brutally beaten chest-plate. Kyo screamed in both pain and determination as he cast the left spear to the side and killed the spearman. The second spear he chose to pull it in to a clean wound. More importantly closer to his prey before ending him too.  Nobody knows how long this battle had ranged. Shattered keyweapons laid across the fields with numerous bodies of the heartless infested army. Only a handful remained and Kyo...little more than a corpse. He was only able to see through one eye. A strange grin wore upon his lips as he faced the odds.  

Sunrise dawned upon the hillock. It had been several months since the initial invasion had been thwarted by one man. His hand clenched tightly to a blade that seemed to shimmer so brightly. Beyond the hillock, debris, corpses, and other scars of battle littered the fields. The man wasn't unhurt however, down his arm were blood soaked bandages and his body still was covered in scars both new and old reopened. He nearly looked like a statue. If one were to look upon him one could could feel the loneliness he was enduring.

Why was he standing guard alone? Who did he give this promise to? He still stood there simply smiling. He alone would know the true reason he was here. He awaited the enemy to come so he may honor his vow. Until he was relieved by the one he swore to he would not rest.  The sun was now slowly setting on yet another day. The man known as Deathsbane, still stood guard over the kingdom. The night was windy and chilled. The birds had retired even the stars seemed to be resting in the nights sky. Yet the warrior remained vigilant. He had already lost so much in his life, he had failed to protect those he held closest so many times. In his mind he refused to repeat that mistake.  Nothing happened the next morning, however that tranquil silence was broken when the sound of horses approaching the hillock. The man had spotted the source of the sound. It was thee men, two seemed to be escorts for the third who seemed to be wearing regal robes. The leader? No, why would the invading leader come dressed in robes. 

They neared the hillock before being cut off by several weapons that rained down infront of them. "That's far enough." The man called from the tree. "We are not here to do battle today Deathsbane." The man glared at the rider. "I can see that. Why are you here then?" The man stepped off with his bodyguards and bowed. "I am a messenger from our divine leader, Envinco. We have come to discuss terms to end the conflict between our army and you." 

The man came down from the hill and approached the trio. "You can negotiate from here just fine. Now what do you want?" His tone cold and stern as his eyes stabbed into the messenger. He however still seemed confident as he approached the swordsman. "Well as you see our numbers are near limitless Master Pheonix. What I propose is a compromise." Kyo raised a cautious eyebrow. "Fine, what are the terms?" He asked after thinking it through a few times in his head. "Seeing as even the Round Table has little to no chance of defeating us while protecting its people without their King, why not surrender yourselves to us." The messenger put simply. "If you surrender to us and become another arm of our army, bowing to our lord Envinco, then I can guarantee the safety of you and the safety of this land." It was then a slow chuckle began from Kyo.

"Am I supposed to give in to these ridiculous demands? Last I checked I left the knights to come and fight you and your so called "invincible armies" and yet you say that we need mercy from you and your so called Divine Leader?" Kyo continue to chuckle at these demands, which annoyed the Messenger greatly. "What is so funny about your inevitable annihilation?!" He called to the swordsman angrily. "You have fought for more than six months by yourself against legions of our armies, you think we do not know you are exhausted? It is only a matter of time before we overwhelm your position. Your homes will be burned your children enslaved along with your women and when your King returns we shall show her how foolish it was to deny us our right, before we break her! All because-" The messenger was cut off by a blade in his gut. The man wore a serious look upon his face. "Yeah you see that's not going to happen. You think yourselves invincible and your leader infallible. That was your first mistake." The messenger who was struggling to breathe from the sudden strike. the bodyguards seemed stunned by the blinding speed of which it happened. "Y-You will fall you insane fool." 

"And that's the other thing, I might fall but your second mistake was challenging a crazy bastard like me. And before I fall, I'll show your armies just how impervious this Envinco is. Give him my regards when you meet him again." Kyo then retracted the blade and, within a single fluid motion, decapitated the messenger. Soon the veteran charged at the swordsman in an attempt to avenge the messenger. However he too was cut down effortlessly. The other guard seemed terrified by the display of speed and ruthlessness. Kyo then looked to him picking up the head of the messenger. "You. I have a counter offer for your leader." He then threw the head at the guardsman. "Take this to him and tell him that before this is over I will show him and your armies that even Gods can Die." The guard nodded still shaken up by the intimidation by the warrior. "Go.And if you are smart you will never come here again."

Ships border the coastline along the shores of the King of Knights new home, yet burdened by bureaucracy due tot he Kings absence and attempts to keep the public calm options of trying to pacify the threat were offered. However the army of invaders would not stop till they took everything. Amoungst the Round Table only one stood alone upon a hill infront of a crevice that serviced as an entrance into the hillocks of the kingdom. A man dressed in a black cloak, stood by a tree watching. Waiting for his enemy. The people of the kingdom he once was loved at already hated him for suspicions and falsehoods that he was behind the King's slumber. Most of them hated him, though he did not care as much as the fact he felt powerless....until now. The enemy approached off boarding their vessels. In their minds they think they have already won. Little did they know, this battle would not be so easily won. The man stripped off the robe, revealing a man of average build and skin tone. His slowly opening his eyes to gaze upon the invaders. His brown eyes burned with a fierce determination. He had a promise that he owed. He would not stand idly by and watch another home taken away from him! 

The forces came by the hundreds of thousands. Yet the man, with unshaken resolve drew his blade. The intricate weapon radiated with ancient origins. Older than reality itself. "You want my home huh?....you can have it...over my cold dead body!" He called out before heading out to meet the invaders head on.  

The swordsman charged into the ranks without though of his own demise. In his mind his death would come after he defended his promise. And his friend's home. Cutting one after another down big and small the man continued to cut the numbers of this so called "invincible army" down. How shamed this conqueror should be of his first invasion force of 700,000 men, to be bested by one man. The brown haired swordsman did not seize his onslaught. He was someone entirely different from his usual carefree self. There was something almost primal about him. His looked around him and saw reinforcements for the invasion had arrived.  Drawing yet another blade in his off hand he kicked forward and met his challenge. No one would remember this day. He would not be sung about, no one would likely know of this battle or invasion. He did not care, all that he kept on mind was the battle and his vow.  Days upon days of fighting took place. Miraculously the invasion did not move even close to the tree on the hillock.The man stood in wounds  and blood both his own and those he slew. Despite the injuries he did not seem affected by them as if he was solely driven  by his own will. That his willpower itself was keeping his body together. The forces kept coming and with them came a weapon that threatened to turn the tide. However the man stood with is blue blade and began drawing energy from the world around him. The weapon began charging was well a laser weapon? These invading forces were surprisingly well equipped for sure. However to the swordsman there was no option for surrender or defeat. He would either protect this place or die trying. His eyes open, they were different as was his blade. A beacon of hope itself! His eyes, a radiant glow of silver as if he was no longer a being of comprehension!  

This next strike was to be the end. The man would reveal who he was to the enemy and let the forces know under who's protection this Kingdom was. The weapon fire a horrible beam at the man who stepped into the projectile. Bringing his blade down he called his weapons name and released the energy stored. It was the Blade of Harmony, One of the First Two Keyblades. 'ULTIMA!" The energy released engulfed the entirely battlefield in a blinding light.  The battle was over. what little of the first invasion forces left the field. Not one slipped past the man. His identity was knownst to the enemy, the Embodiment of Hope, Knight of the Round Table, Deathsbane. Kyo Pheonix. Kyo stood by the tree and watched them leave. He had won for today. Until relived from his duty. He would await his friend, who slumbered in an Everdistant Utopia. He owed her that much at the very least.  He wore a strange smile as he stood by the tree. His voice low and barely audible. "I will not fail again. Never Again ..." 

Unusual Word Headcanon Prompts - X

Dactylion:What are their views on swearing and profanity?

He has never been one for swearing- finding it to be the language of those who work for a living. Those beneath him. Therefore he chooses to use higher language.

Enantiodromia:What's the most extreme personality shift they've gone through in their life?

After Enkidu died and Gilgamesh went from prideful and arrogant king to benevolent hobo ruler. Needless to say the people of Uruk were shocked at the change- the subsequent hundred or so years of his reign nothing but serenity. Upon his death and entry into the Throne of Heroes as a heroic spirit, however, Gilgamesh returned to being the brash tyrant of his youth.

Fanfaronade:Are they one to boast? What things are they prone to brag about, if any?

  ♥ » It certainly was a show.

Irisviel looked around at the other spectators, their stone-cold faces set in a sleepy daze at the performance. Teenagers on their phones, children acting up in the row in front of her.

{ ♔ } “hm?”

She pulled the silver coin from her mouth, so she could speak freely. Her tongue mourned the bitter sweet smoothed taste of the beloved coin. The coin was warn, the etchings unrecognizable, smoothed down by months of lashings from her tongue. “Speak my mind? tis easier said then done. My mind feels like a storm. Violent winds mixing thoughts and memories, feelings and words are losing meaning. Echos of things I thought I knew, all lost in the wind.”