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| The Arena |
This is where the fight will take place, call out your opponent and let the fun begin, If you die here there shall be no crying or complaining. I do not want arguing, if you do not understand something ask nicely.
All around the arena is a mountain range that only has a five foot wide path that leads into the canyon and once you enter the arena until have you have won a battle the arcane laws that surround the field will not allow you to exit. If another warrior enters before you win exit after winning your battle you must fight once again. Or hide till this person battles someone so that you an recover long enough to return to battle. There can be only one champion and once everyone has battle and everything is over the true warrior shall enter the arena for you to battle so that you can become the true champion.
The arena has a pond about fifty meters round in the very center and if you bathe in these waters long enough you can be restored to full health and strength. Around the pond is a 200 yard open field and after the open field there is about a mile of trees in every direction and once past the tree’s it turns to broken stone leading into a river of lava. Each warrior will begin on either side of the open field and they can choose to battle it out or hide in the Forrest but once three days past if there is no victor the lava will begin to rise forcing the warriors back into the open field.The lava will not burn down the tree’s as they have a seal on them to resist heat but they can be cut down but once cut down a new tree will begin to grow even if a stump is in the way.In the Forrest are weapons from the medieval era and prior. There is also places to find pieces of iron armor and even steel but you will not find pieces of the steel armor in the same location.
The weather changes rapidly from clear when it begins, after 12 hours it will start a snow storm which will drop the temperature to thirty degree’s. After about 7 hours of this it will return to clear raising it to seventy degree’s. Once the sun reaches its highest point in the sky the second day the heat will slowly rise for three hours till it one hundred and ten degree’s which for normal people this will dehydrate quickly. This lasts till the lava begins to move forward and once the lava stops at the open field a lightening storm will begin randomly striking down around the field so you don’t just have to worry about your opponent but mother nature herself as well.
If you submit within the arena you will be removed from it, and unable to reenter
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The ground trembles as something approaches something large. Red glowing eyes appear from the darkness from the arena, as the Fenris climbs along the side of a mountain. It’s long tail behind it as it scans the area. Looking within the arena. At the contestants within. It’s designated targets. It starts towards the arena. Icey mist trailing from it’s gaping mouth.
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-The arena began to screech and wine as something was growing closer something that altered existence. The sky would flash a brilliant shade of purple but only for a second before it was back to normal you would have thought you were seeing things. Then thousands of butterfly flew around the arena covering it from sight before they burst into purple flames. The flames cleansed the arena anything within was gone anything watching would think the arena had done this but they would be mistaken. A single butterfly that could easily be over looked flew to the top of the mountain before it began to shift and grow into a six foot tall white male with slicked back purple hair. He was wearing a pair of purple cargo pants with black tribal symbols on them.
His chest was next covered in a long sleeved black shirt with purple stripes running from the armpits down covering both sides in purple. He then slipped on a pair of purple sneakers that fit him perfectly before he raised his hand a normal looking walking staff appeared in his hand and he gave it a spin. This looked to be a normal human till he finally opened his eyes and two poisonous amethyst
eyes that glowed. He bowed to a statue that over looked the arena as a show of respect to those who came before this man. He turned and looked down to the open before grabbed his staff in one hand and took a step forward which anyone watching would have thought it to be suicide but instead the mountain side turned to steps and he slowly made his way down till he reached its entrance.He stepped within the hallow grounds of this arena and for a sequent anyone watching would lose sight of him as he flashed to the very center of the arena which was the pond of healing water. This is where he now stood not hovering but standing on the water itself as if it was in a state of solid mass. He sat down crossing his legs and laid back looking up into the night sky. Anyone outside would wonder how it became night all of a sudden. He was making shooting stars fly by forming the name Vai his wife that he hadn’t seen in some time as he was hunting things for his father Cronus while he thought of ways to restore his fellow warriors to there godly stature.
The man laying in the arena was a titan with the powers of disorder he can bend reality to his wildest dreams to the point he once put his brother Hades in a dress and turned all of the demons into flying pigs for a laugh. He was also the brother of Zeus and Poseidon the god of thunder and the god of the sea. His name was Dagon the titan of disorder who was summoned by his father to fight in the arena to take the crown from the true champion as it was the crown of thorns that his father wanted. He was hoping that the fun would begin soon before the hunters began to find his location. He decided to play with the laws of the arena. He turned the landscape into a spiraling city that was fifty miles in every direction of the the central park that still housed the fifty diameter pond that he was laying in. No one would be able to see inside the arena now as the buildings would block out view from the outside.
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Fenris looks upon the city. It had no real type of reaction to it as it’s gaze turned approximately to it’s left. Then it jumps down the mountain galloping down as ran with such speed one would think impossible for something so large. It’s movement was mostly a free and fluid as a creature of smaller size. As it ran off the side of the mountain it jumped to the entrance. It’s landing causes a shockwave and the earth trembles briefly as dust flies up. The pond in the center, being distance, stirs gently for a moment.
As the dust clears there are two “men” or beings in casual suits who held much political and physical power. One was an entity that was once a man, now a collective consciousness of machines, named Varsas and the other was a 5 ft 11 man middle aged man with grey hair who people called “Bold” short for “Boldernaut.” His last name. Varsas sat is throne his leg crossed and Bold lit a cigar. He exhales after a few moments. Varsas’ was multi present, however he made an avatar for bold to interact on a human level. A simple man in floating throne wearing a suit.
“Would you like a chair?” Varsas asks the man as FENRIS stood above them both. Still. Like a statue. Waiting. “No.” Bold replies. “Suit yourself.” The chair disappears. “Are you sure about this?” Bold says to Varsas “That guy in there is making reality his plaything.” Bold says snidely, him lacking Varsas’ formality. He inhales “I see your concern. But. Simply watch. Friend.” Bold exhales “alright. Your paying for this.” “Go.” Varsas says simply. FENRIS jumps into the air to the arena.
A few minutes later. Dagon sees the pool disturbed. As it ripples. It’s peaceful and slight at first but then it gets more and more violent as the approach of something large was apparent. Then the ground began to shake as FENRIS appeared around the corner galloping the ground shaking violently. It runs towards Dagon and then stops and inch away from the pond. The giant grey armored quadruped mechanical being looked a Dagon with it’s blank red eyes. Then it lifts it’s front leg and starts walking around the pond and slowly away from it in the park, it’s eyes still towards Dagon’s direction. It already knew everything Dagon had showed it. Flashstepping was nothing new to FENRIS and not something he was incapable of fighting. However the power of this being to bend reality rivaled that of the few remaining “demons” from his world. At least here it did. He could alter the world around him and that can make things difficult. Fenris did not know the extent to which his power was, but it did not worry Fenris. Because Fenris is physically incapable of feeling fear. As Fenris walked it’s long tail behind him as it sways back and forth, not like a dog but more like a monkeys. Capable of going in any direction it so please like a snake and it looked long enough to wrap around an entire building and crush it if Fenris so saw fit. THe urban environment gave a lot of hiding places, which Fenris noted.
Fenris looked forward then, as miniguns came out from it’s shoulders and the top of the theighes. Meant to hold a lot of ammunition. 250,000 round in each pod. The round pod that held each of them housed ammo. Miniguns were out as each step Fenris took disturbed the water and it stepped over a tree. It looked over the enviroment once more, it’s back turned to Dagon before it turned around. It opened it’s mouth and it’s lower jaw split in two, it’s mouth devoid of teeth of any kind. It stood about 200 yards from Dagon. Outside the pawn as it was now ready to fight as it let out a noise that sounded like a very deep gutteral loud moo and tok a crouched stance.
Mist came from it’s mouth as it then from it’s mouth it unleashed a what looked like a clear beam straight for the man moving at high speed that freeze and hit with immense force whatever the solid beam moving a 500 mph or so would collide with.
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-Dagon smiled as he layed on the pond even as the giant came closer to him which surprised him as thing was a man made weapon it should be smart enough to know not to fight a warrior up close if it was hunting him. Dagon simply reached into his shirt and pulled out a chain and on this chain hung four rings each different only in color white,red,black and pale as a ghost. He unhooked the chain from behind his neck before placing two on each of his hands on his middle and ring fingers. His body began to shimmer as the powers equalized before he reached down and began to adjust the black ring and he looked at the beast as he spoke a single word”famine” and the ground began to crack and the tree wilted and died but the water he was laying on wasn’t effect at it was an arcane law placed on such.
Dagon then twisted the pale ring and his body housed the power of death himself and he smirked looking at the creature wondering if had the ability to take these rings of his fingers with its huge size. Dagon decided it was time to kill this beast he vanished right before it launched the beam which froze everything in the direction he once stood. He decided it would be fun so he began to stretch and get ready as he hadn’t fought something this big in a few centuries but it was like riding a bike you never really forgot. He held his staff in one hand before hitting it on the ground with it and a brilliant light erupted from the hand of Dagon and he knelled down as a show of respect to what was now in his hand. It was Gram a sword of pure legend better known Odin’s sword thrown down to the world below to be found by one of true heart. It was found by Sigmund and then remade by his son Sigurd before it was buried with him and now Dagon had called on the sword to fight with him. Dagon stood up and he raised it into the air as he smiled he vanished once again standing on top of one of the buildings and he wondered if this thing could track him somehow even though he left nothing behind to be tracked by.
Dagon began to alter the sword of its impurities from when it was reforged so that it returned back to the sword of Odin. He gripped the sword in his right hand and lightening began to spark from the blade strait up into the air smashing onto the roof of the arena before he pointed the sword down to the giant metal beast and let it let out another burst of lightening to cook this damn thing. If this lightening made contact with the beast it would move through its metal body and burst any sensors or circuits that were not heat protected. Dagon smiled as he snapped his fingers once again and now he was standing on a spire overlooking a river of lava but the pond was still there on top of another spire and there was a spire big enough for the giant dog to stand on and there was a path from the entrance to the pond.
Dagon turned and was now able to see the men watching the battle so he flashed right in front of them with the barrier separating them leaving the dog far behind him. He took a breath and breathed on the barrier so it fogged over like glass and he used his finger to draw on it in reverse so they would read it the right way”your beast is going to be scrap metal that you’ll never be able to fetch”. Dagon then vanished once again back to his spire to look down at the dog while he ate a chilly dog screaming down to it”here doggy come fetch the purple stick”.-
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