Forums » General Roleplay » Damned by Heaven,Praised by Hell

[Author's note: This is an open rp for everyone or anyone who's interested as long as you wont ruin the story, No godmodding, no trash talking to rpers and just enjoy rping. Thank y'all]

Staring at the daily lives of every mortals as he's living another day in disguise…"This feelings can't be right,lend me more courage to stand up and fight."as he say to himself while closing his eyes and having a bottle of whiskey which is a brand called 'Jack Daniel's' by its look

The angel of Death or known by nickname Ezio in the mortal world is remembering his dark old past of him and his mother in hands of "The Mighty Zeus" as he was damned by heaven while hell praises him where everyone in there are blinded in chains and covered in crimson shade and coppery scent of blood; But he shook his head like trying to forget what happened by drinking a full bottle of his whiskey.

The waitress walks in and she asked "Is there something wrong sir?"
He looked at her hazel brown eyes…the waitress saw his green eyes filled of mysteries lies inside of him, his gaze are compelling like you are willing to give your body, your flesh and your soul

He replied to her "Nothing…nothing at all" then he smiled slightly as his deep and rough voice gave a hint that he spoke in his old english accent.
His pale complexion of skin is very mesmerizing and so as his angelic face but the mortals don't know his desire to revenge is a lot more different from how he looks. The angelic face they see has a demon tainted heart within.

A man that goes by the name jukilo walked in and looked around with dark blue eyes he was wearing a dark black coat with a hood hiding his face compleatly he finds a seat right infront of the man with a bottle of jack daniels and puts his head down he then pulled out a gun and stared at it for 7 seconds befor putting it away and sighing knowing if they knew he had a gun they would freak out espacily if they new it opens a portal to hell

He glanced at the man as he took an another sip of his intoxicating spirits, he remained calm like nothing is happening around him. He felt like he's in a surreal place like everything happens around him is just a huge fiction.

"Do you know exactly what you are young man" he finally spoke with his deep voice which gave a hint of his Old English accent before he puts down his bottle. As everyone inside the bar are shivering in fear and huddling in the corner of their seats like a scare puppy, knowing that it could be their end.

He starred at the man with a gun, a glock by look, as a devilish smirk creeps on the deep creases of his face. The man is just a tiny dust in a wind, in other words the man has no match for him because he is the death itself.

The man looked up after hearing the man speak "yes I do question is do you?" he says in a devilish voice wondering why exactly would make the man ask such a question it i obvious that the man is no mortal though what he is is yet to be discovered but the man surely was strong whoever he was maybe enough to kill me the man thinks wanting to test this ones skill now but he must know when the time is right he cant do it in a place with this many people that wouldent work perhaps he shall just follow him he has nothing better to do and if he attacks then he might just have no choic but to fight which sounds like fun probaly one of his toughest fights yet but he shall see ho things play out but why is he here

Another troubled young man, a sigh escaped from his lips as he stood up from his seat and walked heading towards the man.
As walks towards him, some thoughts ran in his mind, like 'What is he doing here?' to rob? or just psycho wanting massacre all people inside the bar then afterwards he'll kill himself just like in the news?
Don't know, and don't care.

"I'll give you a one and only chance to leave in this place right now, and if you do consider it as a help for yourself..." he said in the calm tone of his voice
"So take off all of your vintage miseries because it all looked better on me" he followed as he pull out his hand wanting him to hand over the gun to his hand.

"The mess you made, the scars you placed and the blood you drench on em'...Stains to you....STAINS you!
The last time you see their faces will be the first thing in the morning and the last thing at night, you end their lives, they'll conquer yours.."

jukilo looked at him and sighed "this is obviously not going to end well so I sugest you leave me alone" he says still having his face covered wondering exactly what was going to happen this seems intresting he thinks halve wanting him to attack

A heavy sigh escaped from his lips once again as his palm covers his face, showing a sign of frustration. "You should've consider it as doing yourself a favor" he replied as he removed his hand from his face as a dark smoke, an aura perhaps, appears from his hand.

The lights inside the establishment started to flicker, a light rumbling sound can heard nearby, while the hanging decorations inside are swaying back and forth. Like there's a small earthquake happening inside

"Just like what I've said...just a one chance"

jukilo stared "ok fine if you want to fight ill fight" he says standing up pulling out his sword thinking to himself that he might lose this but no way to be sure

Darkness filled the air and only the two opposing men and the strange silence can be only heard, as all of a sudden Ezio faded in the darkness leaving the man with a sword alone in the darkness.

"Your own sword will mark you grave" said by a strange deep voice in the darkness, but surely its the angel of death's voice

the darkness and death itself attempted to grabbed the man's arm,legs and neck so it would be unable to move.

as the darkness came closser jukilo raised a hand and shot it away from him then he put away his sword and raised his ands up and made all the darkness dissapear and his eyes went dark red "dont think ill be beaten so quickly if you want to fight then fight but as for attacking me with darkness that wont work" he says just standing there and not moving

" A demon..." he mumbled to himself as the darkness fades away revealing himself wearing his sleeveless hooded trench coat. Showing off all of his tattoos he gained from living on the mortal world.

"Im quite impressed, with your abilities" he said as he does a mocking clap while a mocking smirk formed on his lips.

jukilo looked at him then started to walk for the door this is getting annoying he thought to him self as he turned back and looked at the man then started laughing slightly a demonic laugh "just dont botther me got it" he says then walks out the door never showing his face and started walking not knowing whee he was going to go but then again he never does