From Dusk Until Dawn {Closed: Verse! RP}
“Hm…”
It wasn’t everyday that Ozymandias answered a mage’s call. The king wouldn’t pick just any mage to be his master, no, they had to be the perfect one for him, so if needed he could go all out. There was one man in particular that had caught the pharaoh’s interest, one that was quite young, but also seemingly skilled in magecraft. The rider couldn’t hold back the amused smirk that slowly formed on his face as he stood from his throne, before standing in an upright position with his staff in hand.
“Shall I finally make my grand entrance? They shall be blessed that such a powerful being will answer their call. As the great pharaoh of Egypt, humanity shall finally be fixed by my own hands!”
And with that, he could feel himself already being transported down to earth as the black-haired magus began the summoning ritual. A chuckle escaping the brown-skinned male’s lips as his golden orbs shut. Hopefully this man wouldn’t disappoint him. Well, he was soon to find out.
When the bright light had faded, Ozymandias had stood in the center of the summoning circle that was used to bring him to this world, standing proudly in his golden armor and the white cape that blew behind him, gazing sternly at the red-eyed male in front of him as he spoke after a moment’s silence.
“My name is Ozymandias. The king of kings. Servant class, rider. Tell me your name so I may know just who’s call I answered.”
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There was something about this ritual that seemed superfluous. Blood? Really? Wouldn’t paint have sufficed? Nevertheless, he had acquired blood from a donation drive and used it according to the summoning ritual he had memorized. Stepping into the circle, he began reciting the ritual, letting mana flow through his hands before he recited the last words, and then everything disappeared in a flash of bright white light.
Ah? I summoned an Egyptian... Izuru coughed slightly as smoke filled the room, using his hand to wave it away so he could see and breathe. Once that happened he composed himself looking over Ozymandias silently, eyes trailing up and down during the other man’s introduction. Rider-class, Ozymandias- Ramases II, right? He was an important figure in Egyptian history if he could recall correctly- summoning and maintaining someone as boisterous as him was going to be interesting if he kept readily giving out his title to everyone.
“... Kamukura Izuru is my name. Thank you for responding to my summons- I hope that we can work well together.”
