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"Very interesting indeed my dear. Although, in truth I am still human. As I hath said, I was given special powers. So do you know why you are in this realm?"

Erica put her thumb to her chin and said "Either I messed up the jump or as you say I did something bad that poofed me here not doubt that would be my past deeds" she looked at Vivika with suspicion in her eyes and asked "So Vivika, since you're the ruler of this realm, why not tell me why I am in this realm since it seems you know?" Erica in the back of her mind hoed it was just a messed up jump and not what Vivika said to her about the wicked who are cursed to stay

Vivika slowly turned her back to Erica for a moment, looking up at the sky before turning back around to face Erica.

"Well my dear, I have summoned you and many others like you here for two good reasons. Two reasons which you will never know, but rest assured you will be fine." Vivika quickly grew serious and very cold. "So long as you continue to do good. But I must warn you, stray from a good path and you will be here permanently."She said sternly before reverting back to her calm state."Now, you are at complete liberty to leave this realm. But if you wish to stay, you are more than welcomed to." Vivika said as she smiled warmly.


(OOC Knowledge: Vivika has brought many powerful beings, including Erica Codsworth to her realm to both keep tabs on the said beings and to either change or destroy the said beings who are evil in order to keep the multiverse as free from evil as possible.)

Erica felt glade that Vivika let go. She said to her "I'll be right back, so stay right there" Erica teleported out of her realm, but as soon as she teleported out, she teleported back to Vivika's realm, now wearing her Dendril armor. She holds in one hand a rather large jug of rum. "Here you go Vivika, Du pont reserve rum, the greatest rum you can taste" she said as she holds out the jug for Vivika. "Lets say its a toll payment for me to explore a little" she said with a soft smile.

(Using Semi-Future 1, or Ein for this)

The sounds of gunshots filled the air. The rebels escorting the refugees to the helicopters were spotted. The rebels were retaliating, but at this rate they would be shredded before the refugees even made it near the helicopters. That's where Ein came in. Hired by the Emerald Conglomerate to aid them with supportive fire.

Having being a known bounty hunter, trekman, and vigilante, who used a Vintorez as his choice of weapon, was perfect for the job. From a perch overlooking the dried canal where the fighting was taking place, he was sniping out the opposition one after another. After seeing the helicopters taking off, the rebels were retreating, but then, a explosion happened.

What seemed like a wave of electricity and dust blasted him off his perch into the canal below. That's when he blacked out.

After what seemed like hours of... being asleep? He gains conciousness, awaking to find himself in whatever place this is. Atleast he still had his Vintorez, and his helmet was still intact. He gets up, and after assuming the fog was maybe toxic, he turned on his filters just incase.

"I appreciate the offer my dear, but I for one do not drink." Vivika then gets the sense that someone else has landed within the Under-realm and becomes a tad bit anxious to meet them. "Well, Erica, you are at liberty to explore but as I hath said, do be careful and always be alert. I must go now, I have some pressing matter to attend to my dear. Ta ta for now." Vivika vanishes into the thin fog.

Erica shrugged at her refusal of taking the gift and put on ground for any poor sod who came around can drink it. She decided to wonder around a bit with her notebook and wrote down her feelings and experiences in Vivika's realm, and even wrote down descriptions of where she is at the time.

Ein ends up in the middle of a dark and mysteriously dead looking forest. The thick fog around him lingers about almost as if it is concealing something from him. Faint figures within the fog start to shamble closer to him yet they made absolutely no sound, not the sound of footsteps and not even the sound of breathing could be heard from these slowly approaching figures. Eventually one of the figures comes within complete range of Ein and the figure appears to be one of the soldiers he had recently killed. The soldier, looking rotted and mangled limped and shambled closer to Ein, pointing at him. Soon after other people and soldiers Ein had killed started to emerge from the fog, all of them pointing at him. Then their mouths started to move, as if they were speaking yet no words could be heard. With close observation Ein might be able to make out what they are saying. If he does notice, they are saying "Guilty" over and over again.

Ein's eyes widen at the sight of it all. "What in the nine...? Zombies?!" He slings his vintorez from off his back and shoots at some of them. He unseathes his bowie knife and charges forward, slashing all around him, trying to get to the other side of the horde.

(I will eventually get back to you, I've been horribly busy with many things. My apologies.)

(Meh, that's okay. We all got problems to deal with do we not?)

In the distance the helicopter was smoking and on fire, one pilot dead along with the rest of the passengers. The heat of the crackling fire woke the other pilot, "Leo, Leo wake up," shaking the co-pilot he realized it was too late. Forcing open his door he stumbled outside, "what brought us down? One minute we were getting out of here the next..." A moaning of the word guilty... Guilty, GUILTY! Over and over as the Zombies stumbled forward, "what the hell?" Falling backwards Kinzoku had no weapon, nor weapon training, he was simply a pilot. "HELP SOMEONE!!! PLEASE!!!"

Ein's desperate knife slashes have no effect on the ghoulish horde of beings that stand before him. It almost seems as if the slashes go right through the beings. With Closer observation, the Ghouls and zombies looked akin to the soldiers Ein has killed previously. Although Ein moved passed the horde and was now on the other side of it, the entire horde turned around in complete unison to face Ein. They then moved towards him, this time a lot faster. Ein had a choice to make, continue to fight a losing battle or run.

Kinzoku's co pilot then arose from his short and dead slumber. Now ghastly and ghoulish, with a pale gray complexion and with glazed white eyes, The co pilot attempted to grasp Kinzoku's shoulder from behind. Then, suddenly in Kinzoku's mind, a soft female voice spoke.

"Remain still and do not be afraid."

Trying to stand he felt the co-pilot behind him and tried to elbow the zombie off, it had no real effect! "Please help m..." He then heard the voice, freaking out more he tried to wriggle free from the zombie behind him, lifting his feet off the ground he slipped under the zombies grasp and ran for a clearing.

As Erica continued to record her surroundings, she kept getting interrupted with all the commotions from the beings that recently arrived. In irritation she went to one of the area and found a down helicopter with the living man panicking seeing the dead around him. She hid behind the tree and took note on what he's doing and her reactions in her notebook.

Seeing the attacks have no effect at all he thinks to himself "Screw it, I'm out.". He runs toward the noise of the bell and activates his temporary cloaking device. "I'm going to find out where I am and get out, going to call up the Conglomerate and have my buttocks out of wherever this place is... that is, if it's even a place at all, I could just tripping from a drugged bullet or something..."

As Kinzoku was running, hands formed of darkness and shadow started to break through the ground beneath him. All of which were trying to grab his leg. The Zombie was now chasing after Kinzoku with great haste. Suddenly, the same Ghostly voice Kinzoku heard before, spoke once again.

"My Dear Kinzoku, you are going to be fine. Please stand still."

Vivika then appeared behind him from thin air, she faced the zombie that was chasing after kinzoku and snapped her fingers. The zombie went completely limp and fell to the ground, not moving at all. Hopefully one of the hands have grabbed hold on Kinzoku but it was apparent that he was quite slippery.

As Ein was running the foot steps of something behemoth in size could be heard nearby. The sound got closer and closer, causing the ground to slightly shake around him. A beast made of dead flesh, tombstones and twisted vines then smashed through the trees before Ein and it started to charge after him. It let out a ghastly and loud moan as it got closer. It lifted it's right arm, which was a massive broken obelisk and attempted to smash him, but before the strike could connect, the beast suddenly stopped. A ghostly disembodied voice then spoke to Ein within his own thoughts.

"No need to fight, Ein. But there is a need to run and with haste. Head directly to your right, and you will meet the one who has brought you here."

A cabin hidden in the woods. It's deteriorating wood was stained and rittled with various forms of moss and other swamp life and vegetation. In the basement stood a shrine, runes and symbolic symbols coating nearly ever surface and at its center was a circle etched it blood and salt. Candles that covered the area suddenly flickered on as if a switch was hit. A surfer necklace was in the center. It had a very interesting stone that looked like blue tourmaline. It also had a black cast compass set in the center that spun wildly. A blue and black aura surrounded the artifact making it rise off the ground.


The the aura turned to fire and started to take shape into runes that reaked of a dark energy. The smell of the Ocean, blood and decayed body's waft through the room in abudance. The energy was forced into anything around it giving off bloodlust and psychotic thoughts making anything go mad.

Symbols etched it's way across the floor and finally with a bright light a majestic being came from the portal of damnation. It had dragon like wings coming from A deepsea blue and black Armor that made the air chill. It's wings bore white and blue skin that's torn and charred. The being on sandals that were laced all the way up his calfs and shorts that were covered in barbed wire chains that come down to mid thigh.
With a gasp the fire seemed to invert itself and crawl into the beings mouth revealing Sunkisssed skin and toned muscles. On the creatures head was a Rams horn helmet that had runes etched across it. The armor itself depicted waves that tormented cities and drowning people screaming.

The eyes glowed from the helmet looked like bulleyes with blue rings glowing brightly like a lake.
In an instant, the the bloodlust and choking fear receded as his eyes shifted to a more Hazel color with only a single ring coating the outside. His armor seemed to dilute itself into a more normal cloning befitting the 21st century. He wore black skinny jeans ripped at the knees and Converse shoes that were a deep blue. His shirt a v-neck and fit tight to his sculpted body. His hair was were shades of brown with tips of blue with white at the end.
The only real sign of his transformation was the necklace that adorned his neck and horns that barely stuck out his hair.