By now, this was actually getting a bit more annoying to him...
As he exlpored further he encountered a strange barrier of light hitting him from a large tower. A tower known as the Tower of the moons, a tower built ages ago to keep the celestial being of the moon in mind. A lion with wings shaped like crescent moons is painted around it. The light barrier is radiating about, hitting any dark enteities nearby or within slight range.
He immediately assumed something of importance was within the confines of this barrier. As such, he set himself to demolish it, as he had to know what was inside that tower. He flew back a ways, and an immense, powerful black beam surged forth from his hand and clashed with the barrier.
He hears an unearthly screech as the barrier blasts him back, fire and electricity mixed in. A barrier formed by Kyraniu45, whom took any damage from it when it was hit. It would them user her power to lash back. In the tower was a priceless artifact, however.
The blast hits him directly in the chest, burning the skin right off. With the muscles below smoking, he roars loudly and begins blasting again, this time flying around the barrier at high speeds whilst blasting. Here's what the flying orchestra bus is playing now: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YT7WCl7_7CQ
The barrier is hit several times, faltering for numerous times until it explodes and Kyraniu45's roar of pain is heard. Being such a magical dragon, a failed clone of sorts, her powers were strong enough to cause her roar to be heard clearly across the land. Even into the lands where Chaos and the others were at. A pained roar. Sounding hurt, yet..Dark somehow.
Laughing, Vastator shrunk down to human size and the music ceased. He flew towards the tower and entered it, preparing himself for any traps. This began playing instead: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I3XPus2T58o
He lands in a room dimly lit by several torches. There were parts of the floor that had fallen in, leaving spots in ruins. Walls were lit up by odd runes, depicting a black dragon with blue eyes and another with a silver dragon with green eyes. Between them was a dark grey dragon with mismatched eyes holding an image of three golden orbs.
The floor rattled a bit, critters scurrying underground.
The floor rattled a bit, critters scurrying underground.
"Hrmph."
He made sure to stay floating off the ground at all times. He didn't trust that floor at all. He floated over to the center dragon mural and inspected it, giving close attention to the three orbs. He didn't linger in that spot for long, however, could be a trap. Honestly, being a god, he probably doesn't have much to worry about when it comes to traps...but oh well. Better safe than sorry. He starts searching for exits to other rooms, doors, hallways, stairs, anything.
He made sure to stay floating off the ground at all times. He didn't trust that floor at all. He floated over to the center dragon mural and inspected it, giving close attention to the three orbs. He didn't linger in that spot for long, however, could be a trap. Honestly, being a god, he probably doesn't have much to worry about when it comes to traps...but oh well. Better safe than sorry. He starts searching for exits to other rooms, doors, hallways, stairs, anything.
He finds a set of old stairs leading up to the upper floors. Light energy barricaded the other exits out, leaving him only stairs to go further. The pictures were very old, but the dark grey dragon looked to be a half of each dragon, though scarier and frightening to a standard human. The orbs were shiny, like keys.
Laughter echoed about in the seemingly abandoned tower from the upper floors. Something was upstairs, moving around hurridely too.
Laughter echoed about in the seemingly abandoned tower from the upper floors. Something was upstairs, moving around hurridely too.
[What mixture of highly illegal drugs have you guys been smoking and where can I get some?]
[Are we crazy? ..]
He slowly floated up the stairs, being careful to not make a single noise. He wanted to try and take this new presence by surprise, if possible.
As he floated up the stairs the laughing got louder and louder until he was stopped by what looked to be a simple door...Built out thousands of lego blocks stuck tightly together in an attempt to look too strong to break.
This was the only thing in his path? He teleported right past it. What the hell could be in this room, anyways?
However, for some odd reason he couldn't teleport past it. Any attempt to do so would cause a beam of white to hit him hard and fast. ''Hehehe...Silly little demons don't know my wall of legos is unpassable by teleporting.'' The voice crackled, mockingingly. Indeed, whoever or whatever it was didn't sound too nice. It sounded evil, and bad.
The bricks were brown in color, and seemed to have been pressed together tightly enough to be solid. But surely he knew of another way to get past the wall of legos.
The bricks were brown in color, and seemed to have been pressed together tightly enough to be solid. But surely he knew of another way to get past the wall of legos.
"There is a difference between a demon and a god. Learn that difference."
He reared his fist back and punched the lego wall as hard as he possibly could. This punch could EASILY shatter planets.
He reared his fist back and punched the lego wall as hard as he possibly could. This punch could EASILY shatter planets.
The legos bend inwards, but STILL don't move.
Then it is slid open by a annoye dark silver hued dragon. ''It's called a sliding door.'' It hissed, holding a golden orb in its icey clawed hands. It looked just like the dragon seen in pictures, only older and cold as ice. ''Gods may just appear to ne powerful, but they all have weaknesses that one can find if given time. They may rule a job, but not all jobs. I know it all too well...'' The dragon snorted. wing nubs barely visible from the scales. ''I was once a god, a very strong one...''
Then it is slid open by a annoye dark silver hued dragon. ''It's called a sliding door.'' It hissed, holding a golden orb in its icey clawed hands. It looked just like the dragon seen in pictures, only older and cold as ice. ''Gods may just appear to ne powerful, but they all have weaknesses that one can find if given time. They may rule a job, but not all jobs. I know it all too well...'' The dragon snorted. wing nubs barely visible from the scales. ''I was once a god, a very strong one...''
Facepalm: apply directly to the face! After his own self-disappointment passed, he held his gaze at the dragon.
"I guess I am too used to magical barriers and doors meant to be impassible. What is sad is that I have a few sliding doors at my base, too!"
He gave a slight chuckle at his quip about doors. Then the flying orchestra bus appeared in a window behind Vastator, playing this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IrOxpn3zjUE
"Have you ever seen anything like that before? It's been following my everywhere since I arrived in this area!"
"I guess I am too used to magical barriers and doors meant to be impassible. What is sad is that I have a few sliding doors at my base, too!"
He gave a slight chuckle at his quip about doors. Then the flying orchestra bus appeared in a window behind Vastator, playing this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IrOxpn3zjUE
"Have you ever seen anything like that before? It's been following my everywhere since I arrived in this area!"
''It is called the background bus.'' They hissed, glaring at it. ''I am Unknown. Or, rather, whats left of a fantastic creature. I was a god who created fear and destruction. And it was a flaw I had that lead to mt defeat. This tower was built to tell others of Unknown. By paintings of it.'' It added, though paranoid and twitchy. ''A tower built where the moons rays shine every night. Where the three gold orbs of protection rest, once guarded by unknown. But hehehehe...Only unknown knows wher they all be.''
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