Cheshire lived in a world of darkness. So when he teleported he didn’t notice a change in background. He sat there seeing through his copies as they caused chaos. He chuckled to himself.
5’6, large head with no face except for a toothy grin. Cat like ears and five deadly tails. Dark brown in color almost black. That’s just the costume. His copies do not show the zipper and knowone (except Shade of course) knows what he really looks like. (And Chase. But he doesn’t know it’s him in the costume)
Half shape-Shifter half Trikster. Only of his kind.
5’6, large head with no face except for a toothy grin. Cat like ears and five deadly tails. Dark brown in color almost black. That’s just the costume. His copies do not show the zipper and knowone (except Shade of course) knows what he really looks like. (And Chase. But he doesn’t know it’s him in the costume)
Half shape-Shifter half Trikster. Only of his kind.
A voice appeared...blah blah blah, you get the idea...
"And...what...are you? Seriously...are you some hybrid of sorts?" The voice said calmly.
"And...what...are you? Seriously...are you some hybrid of sorts?" The voice said calmly.
Cheshire jumped. ‘How did anyone find us?! Not even Noghtshade could find us! What happened?!’ He began to panic. “Uh.... Er yes we are um.. Half trickster. Half shape-Shifter.” He was sweating hard inside the costume.
"I hand pick myself. I am no god, however. I have a dire problem of which maybe you can solve alongside a special few. But, I'm interested...minstrels aren't usually welcome inside my court. Prove your worth."
“My worth? What do you mean by that?”
(Warning this guy has gone insane and has a similar backstory to Shade’s new one, except different results in personality afterwards)
(Warning this guy has gone insane and has a similar backstory to Shade’s new one, except different results in personality afterwards)
(I've dealt with critically insane characters before. This'll be just another run of the mill basket case out of many.)
"Yes. Your worth. What are the extents of your abilities?"
"Yes. Your worth. What are the extents of your abilities?"
“Well let’s see.” He smiled again. As long as the intruder wasn’t Nightshade. “If you wanna find out come fight me.” ‘I haven’t been able to see someone suffer in a while...’
"Then so be it."
The darkness vanished, revealing a dark crystal arena held together by strings of mystical energies in the distance as far as the eyes could see. Something sinister materialized in the distance...
[Xigdros]
(?)
[A formless mass of energy that is in flux of the shape of a man.]
[Strike: Attacks using eldritch energy.
[Cosmic Drive: Charges at opponent with unbridled fury.
[Devil Fang: Consumes the foe's life force if hit.
[Giga Hell Corrosion+: Creates a shockwave that stuns some foes and makes invisible foes visible.
[Note: Sigdros and Xigdros are not the same entity.]
The darkness vanished, revealing a dark crystal arena held together by strings of mystical energies in the distance as far as the eyes could see. Something sinister materialized in the distance...
[Xigdros]
(?)
[A formless mass of energy that is in flux of the shape of a man.]
[Strike: Attacks using eldritch energy.
[Cosmic Drive: Charges at opponent with unbridled fury.
[Devil Fang: Consumes the foe's life force if hit.
[Giga Hell Corrosion+: Creates a shockwave that stuns some foes and makes invisible foes visible.
[Note: Sigdros and Xigdros are not the same entity.]
Cheshire laughed. He duplicated. His real self disappeared in a mass of copies.
He’s kind of OP, but if Xigdros uses any healing ability he will think he is Shade in disguise and panick into submission.
He’s kind of OP, but if Xigdros uses any healing ability he will think he is Shade in disguise and panick into submission.
(Duly noted.)
The dark entity took what appeared to be a breath of air and exhaled it with the most highest of pressure, creating a shockwave that flooded the entire arena, destroying the copies, and just stood there...
Waiting.
The dark entity took what appeared to be a breath of air and exhaled it with the most highest of pressure, creating a shockwave that flooded the entire arena, destroying the copies, and just stood there...
Waiting.
The copies weren't exactly effected to a great measure. They reappeared and rushed Xigdros.
Cheshire was flung backwards. 'I forgot! I'm not just one of my copies now! He can actually cause damage!'
Cheshire was flung backwards. 'I forgot! I'm not just one of my copies now! He can actually cause damage!'
Xigdros created a swirling mist around his entire form, rendering him shapeless, now impervious to damage in this form. He surrounded Cheshire with his dark essence and activated [Devil Fang].
Cheshire was not used to fighting like this.
(Hey is it ok if I add a smol rule from my own little world?)
(Hey is it ok if I add a smol rule from my own little world?)
(Shape-shifters and tricksters aren’t exactly alive. They are kinda strange without much of a life force or anything. Think of amebas. They can change into things but sorta don’t really exist. If I make any sense at all 
)
)
(I'm...having a hard time logically processing this. Usually when something's not alive, it's usually an undead, an android, or comprised of full mystical energy. An amoeba is a single cellular organism, therefore it has the life, unless it is able to make its own energy, then it has no reason to eat or breath, and it could use its own waste to make more energy, so it's a super organism of such that has undergone a mutation or naturally selected or created in a lab or something like that...)
(As you can see things I make up in my mind don’t make sense to other people. . I’ll just ignore it then.)
Cheshire had to think quick. He created more copies. And they turned to a solid rock dome around him.
. I’ll just ignore it then.)Cheshire had to think quick. He created more copies. And they turned to a solid rock dome around him.
The being of dark energy separated into single invisible molecules, able to pierce through the rock dome at the molecular level. However, this act took quite some time.
Cheshire was used to using his copies and not being hurt. Fighting with his real self and being able to take hits... ‘Oh well.’ He turned into someone he knew. A guy named Creed. And teleported outside and into another part of the arena. He turned back. ‘Sorry master. I have used your form. Forgive me.’ He sent a silent prayer.
The dark entity reassembled into his form and reformed into a large black devilish figure. It roared, shaking the entire arena.