09-09-2007, 11:59 PM
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If ur gonna b 2 faced at least make 1 of em pretty
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Location: Adelaide, South Australia
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Re: Malice Spire
Ah... Demyx understood. So these ignorant little fools want the tome, do they? Ha!
He ran after the man, gaining on him quickly. He grasped his shoulder tightly and threw him to the ground. He stood in front of the door, readied his blade and his shield and declared:
"Neither of you will take the tome from it's resting place! This tome holds the key to unlocking the mysteries of my past! It is mine to hold!"
The other man faced him, clenching his fists, "Who the hell do you think you are?" He spat, angry.
Demyx laughed out loud, "You do not know me?" He asked, mocking outrage.
While he was well known in most places, it was clear that this cocky idiot came from somewhere he had yet to destroy. He could use this to his advantage.
"I am the master of this Spire, and I will not allow you to enter!"
It was a lie, but he did not care. How was this fool going to know the truth?
The sun was rising in the sky now, casting a hazy red glow across the plains.
"I don't believe you!" The man replied, eying him carefully.
It didn't matter. As soon as he had finished speaking, Demyx attacked him, his blade swiftly defeating him, for now at least. The man fell to the ground unconscious. Demyx ran up the staircase. He would have to be quick if he was to gain the tome for himself before they awoke.
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