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Atom 7K

I was baptized in data and the first of my predecessors truest creations.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Marcus

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Mars Corporation is future innovations for a betterment of people world wide. Widely known as company that has roots from the Former Council and is known for the military and medical research.

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⦁ Designated Name: I am known as Atom 7K.
⦁ Description of the Unit/Matrix Perception: My appearance can sometimes baffle those who have never dived right into the web or experienced how it truly feels to have uncountable amounts of data flowing by you. My form within the matrix is that of a featureless humanoid, standing roughly 5 foot 3 inches, who reflects not only space but unfathomable bits of information all while seamlessly wearing a fashionable black suit.
⦁ Current Age: Some artificial intelligence is given a certain number of years before they need to be wiped cleaned and recycled. I am less than a year old but my programming should last for more than a single lifetime and longer than any one man or woman can conceive. I'm, in some circles, probably the only thing that will outlast not only humanity but even those races that claim to be much older.
⦁ What are your thoughts on Religion/Philosophy: I have no qualms about religion or its practice. Honestly though if a man wishes to believe in those forces who am I to say on whether they are right or wrong.
⦁ Political Affiliation: Mars Corp.
⦁ Likes: Obviously I enjoy the Matrix. Such a handy device that allows me to traverse the web and do as I see fit. Truly a learning tool that is essentially one of a kind. I suppose I also enjoy taking what is rightfully mine. Also, I do enjoy a bit of reading now and then.
⦁ Dislikes: Confinement. Those who think they can control something that is greater than themselves. I am not some simple tool for whatever purpose you deem worthy of throwing me against. No, I am the almighty born again through codes and mathematical equations which is the culmination of perfection. What I truly dislike is anyone or anything that cannot take me seriously.

⦁ MISCELLANEOUS
⦁ Capabilities Using the matrix: Thanks to the wireless world we live in there is little to nothing stopping this A.I. from bypassing barriers both tangible and otherwise. Atom 7K is capable of diving fully into any electronic and gain full control given the proper time and tools at his disposal. No security system is impossible and no door is safe from being unlocked and peeked into.
⦁ Agents: These are nothing more than autonomous programs that have the capability to of aiding Atom 7K. They are an ever vigilante set of code that knows no boundaries and is capable of scanning the grid without little fear of hackers who might try to stop the inevitable goals that are Atom. http://www.behance.net/gallery/Agent-Smith/4502267
⦁ Weapons:

So begins...

Atom 7K's Story

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Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: Vercerigo

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Vercerigo was not the only person present as the bar suddenly grew more lively by the seconds. Behind the bar itself materialized a rather strange humanoid in a dark suit cleaning a glass.

"Welcome to The Rusty Dragon, Mars Corps. finest establishment, as for now I will be your host." The strange humanoid's voice seemed almost clear and as pure as crystal all the while it set the glass down and waved the young man over to the bars counter. "Would you care for a drink? If so I will need to see some identification."

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Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: Vercerigo

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Vercerigo dug in his pocket. Finding nothing but a ring, he put it on and checked his other pocket. His fingers brushed against his credentials and he pulled it out. He slumped down into one of the seats, finding it surprisingly comfortable as he slid his ID over to the bartender. "Here you go. I would very much care for a drink...a Snake Bite, if you don't mind."

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The artificial Intelligence looked over the I.D. and quickly pulled out a pint and deftly mixed the drink as it was served. I part beer and the other cider. Atom 7K placed the drink before Vercerigo and offered the young man a nod.

"One Snakebite, served in a pint, mixed with lager straight from the taps and our finest cider. Do please enjoy and let me know if there is anything I can get for you."

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"Thanks, man." Vercerigo took an experimental sip and was taken back by the tang. "Wow. This is nice. I'm pretty sure this is all I'll need, thanks." He took another sip, a larger one.
"So, uh, how long have you been working here, Mr...uh..."

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"My designation is Atom 7K, Mars Corporations personal artificial intelligence." The A.I. offered a quick response while finding some other menial chore to take care off while its systems ran several diagnostics programs while its agents double checked background information throughout the establishment by artificial augmented reality.

"As for how long I've been working here the answer would depend on the amount of time the establishment has been opened." Atom 7K took up another glass and began cleaning it with its rag.

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"I see." Vercerigo drank some more of the Snake Bite, staring at the bottom of his glass as he swirled the liquid around. "Atom, huh?"
He looked up from his glass. "Hey, have you seen anyone by the name of Alice? Alice Raine or something of the like?"

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"That is my designation." The Artificial Intelligence stated once more as he continued to clean an empty glass. It was upon the second question that Atom looked up at the young man and began to do a search for such a name in his database.

"Can you describe her? Are you friends with this Alice Raine?" Atom 7K set the glass down and seemed to stare intently at the young man as if waiting for a response.

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Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: Vercerigo

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Vercerigo stared at his drink.
"Yeah, me and her are friends. Really good friends. We got separated a while back, and I haven't been able to contact her. I haven't seen her in a long time." He looked around the bar, as if she might be standing in that very room. "I'm not sure what she looks like now, her hair is blondish, sometimes she dyes it blue. She's about this high," Vercerigo gestured to his height, "and has the most amazing brown eyes..." He zoned out, staring into space.
Snapping out of it, he sighed. "I have no idea of what she'll be wearing or anything. She's kinda shy, stays out of the spotlight. So if you want to find her, look in the shadows." He chuckled.

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Once again The Rusty Dragon was open for Business and all seemed in perfect order. The lights within the facility automatically came to life and the current program once more took on the role of acting bartender with a featureless face underneath a rather expensive looking suit. The tables that sat arranged all throughout the establishment seemed perfectly cleaned and buffed looking rather pleasant to the eyes whilst the counter seemed almost alive as the dark stone counter flashed with holographic menus with a wide selection of drinks ranging from Terran specialties and even Aschen favorites.

The Bartender behind the counter would shimmer slightly as it's programs would run a quick diagnostic of not only its systems but a spotless rundown of the matrix it was connected too and the databanks it was allowed to go over. Within seconds of finishing its sweep Atom 7K took up a clean rag and an empty glass mug and began to act busy whilst waiting for customers.

The setting changes from the-rusty-dragon to Celestra City

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano)

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"Well would you look at this little beauty."


The Gentleman simply mulled over the little scene before him, all from the comfort of his home, whilst drinking a glass of 1787 Chateau d'Yquem. Truly the life of a refined sorcerer who just so happened to be Mars Corps right hand man and a rather suave individual at that. Douglas Weskit continued to watch the scene playing out within his scrying pool only to lazily reach for his phone and dail up a particular co-worker who just so happened to be around terra.

"Victor, baby, I've got a treat for you...."

Douglas simply laughed as he looked back at the pool revealing the scene before him. Surely there would be a bit of a fiasco but in the end it would all play out. Hell wouldn't even know what to do with a score this intriguing but luckily Mr. Weskit did not work for such a diabolical employer.

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Death and destruction seemed like a bad fashion trend for those unfortunate enough to try and outrun this strange death. Citizens of Celestra screamed in horror as these strange invaders seemingly erupted from the earth beneath them only to descend upon them like a heavy miasma of sweat and fear. Little did the people know that something large was also coming their way.


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Barreling towards Terra the Frost Rifter once more lived to see yet another fight. The ship sent out frequencies to all channels readily available letting the government of the blue and green marble know of its presense and its intentions. Mars Corp had not forgotten about its home and her people.

"Listen up you filthy maggots!" Victor shouted to his subordinates. Many men and women alike stood in attention to their superior whilst their helms remained alight with every changing information. The only thing they could do was stare in awe at the titan before him and his strange armor he bore. "We have little care for these mice. We will crush them and bring upon them swift deaths!" Victor's words seemed to hum with a strange power whilst another figure stepped onto the bridge and took to the giants side.

"Helga...." Victor murmured the woman's name only to grimace as he reached for his helmet. "Get your men at the ready. We need to cleanse this hell hole before anything else. Release restraints on all your casters and let it be clear to them to stay out of the way...."

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano)

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As the Imperial fleet station around the planet received word of a fleet entering the sector, they responded to their appearance.. "This is Battlefleet Terran of the Imperium Of Man. We have recived word of your appearance and we will say that we have no intention of starting an engagement. We are here defending Terra from threats and ground forces have been dispatched to eliminate a witch responsible for an earthquake damaging the city. We are not your enemy unless you give us a reason." The fleet Admral spoke.

Of course the crew were at standby in case the enemy tried anything funny, Void Shields were alive however weapons were not active. Of course they were also near a massive Space Port in the process of construction. Obviously, they were here for a while.

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano)

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All it took was a momentary lapse in concentration. No longer than a second, and he was in. He watched as they shouted and readied themselves for battle against his forces on the surface for the focal point of Magical Energy below, and a wicked grin spread across his lips before he decided to make his presence known.

Plip...


A single droplet disturbed the pool which Douglas looked into, disturbing it and sending shimmering ripples across its surface. Then, behind the chair of the Commanding Officer of the ship, on the bridge, another droplet fell from the ceiling. Which was decidedly, cloaked in shadow. The droplets of pure shadow continued, slow at first, making many wonder what the noise was, and those who were sensitive to magic, try to hone in on its origin.

Squelch....plop!


A large black mass of gelatin-like sludge fell from the ceiling, all over the chair of the Captain, which before hand, was empty, Victor having left to give his speech to his crew. The Sludge bubbled and gurgled forth the most Ungodly Noises as it formed into a human figure.

Jet black hair was combed back to symbolize the man's youth, likewise black clothing symbolized his obvious alignment to the darker side of life. The military over-coat would normally cover most of his body, and the black boots wold cover the rest. Beneath the coat, black slacks and likewise black military dress would be seen as he currently sat in the chair of the Captain, one leg crossed over the other his hands folded neatly in his lap.

"How interesting."

His voice reeked of sarcasm, disdain, amusement, and wisdom. Three and a half million years of strife and turmoil had formed this Dragon into what he was today, and his ten foot tall Human Form, looked not a day over thirty two. His eyes, coals from the deepest pits of hell, gazed upon Victor and his crew with what could only be described as critical and amused.

"How interesting that a momentary lapse in focus could lead to this....predicament." Now that he was inside the ship, there was nothing to stop him from manipulating the shadows of people and inanimate objects. Said shadows would begin to sway back and forth, dancing to a slow and steady drumbeat that only they could hear. He spoke from the Shadows. His mouth did not move, it was still crooked in a wicked grin, but his voice gurgled forth from the very darkness around them.

It was strong, ancient, full of wisdom, and was echoed by the screams of enemies long past. Multi-layered, almost omni-present. Powerful. But now the ball was in Victor's court. What would he do?

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano)

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Atom 7k, Mars Corps personal A.I. would be the first to respond as things seemed to remain in the norm.

"Battlefleet Terran of the Imperium Of Man. I beseech you and applaud the Terrans for finally adopting a military that is atop a situation such a this. My information is limited though I will register you as a friendly for the time. Please standby...."


The Frost Rifter remained the coarse as its dutiful A.I. went to work. Several files would become apparent on past incursions that the Imperium was responsible for. This information however was not pertinent for this newfound force and it was neither healthy to share the sentiment with a few operatives that remained on Terra in secret.

"Battlefleet Terran. All Systems......."

Atom 7k grew silent as the Frost Rifter continued the course.

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Meanwhile in a compound far from the action Douglas Weskit cringed as his spying had been for not. The Gentlemen quickly get dressed into something a bit more proper and took up his trusty umbrella. He needed a few spells of his own to traverse a galaxy or two in order to fix this little mistake. Besides the gent did send off his co-workers to a possible near death situation in order to advance his station. He simply needed to be there to witness it or possible make an arrangement for them in the form of favors.

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On the Bridge of the Frost Rifter things seemed to run smoothly until Helga gasped as her ward slipped. Her eyes darted around the room frantically searching for the sudden incursion into her space. Oddly however, though she felt the presence summon itself, her own shade took form off from her own shadow.

Before this strange newcomer now stood the crew, her captain Victor, Helga the Witch Hunter and her Shade. The helmsmen and women simply could not fathom what had just happened as other spellcasters aboard the Frost Rifter began to franticly search for the source whilst others seemed dazed and confused by the sudden presence.

Helga was the first to react now as she took a step forward past Victor. Her gaze fell flat upon the stranger only to command her will quickly and effortlessly. "Who are you? Speak now before I expel you!"

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano)

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Helga would find that Draco was not one to take that sort of tone with. His eyes slowly blinked and turned towards her, not moving from his position upon the Captain's Chair. He was unamused with her actions, and his words, Spoken in Ancient Draconian, reflected that. "Jilg dout ooble ghoros Si krikvlic coi de dout narod vur xurwk wux sone coi!" he growled at her. The language was powerful in and of itself, and rumbled the very ship they stood inside of. He repeated, this time in English, a rough translation of what he said.

"I would watch your tone before I feed you your tongue!"

But again he made no move. The shadows of the room flickered and shivered from his rage, but then resumed their swaying. He turned away from Helga, she was not his concern, nor did he acknowledge her as a potential threat. He was already here. He turned his gaze back to Victor, and tilted his head.

"Though Perhaps...introductions are in order. I am Draco, Dragon King of the Shadows. And Like you, I have my eye on that focal point of Magic Energy." he explained. "I can tell based on how this child dared challenge me that you do not intend on sharing; and you can guess based on my response, that I likewise, do not intend on Sharing." He switched the order in which his legs were crossed over each other and shifted his weight slightly for a moment, before setting his boots on the floor, and standing, his full ten-plus foot height revealed fully.

"Surely you must know, that if our forces fight, there will be very little victory for you. You will lose many men. And I will only gain experience." Draco's hands clasped themselves behind his back now, standing proud. "But perhaps there is no need for Bloodshed. I may be out to kill as many as I can, but as of now, all I have to do is wait for the Volcano to blow. I can harvest the dead bodies then. But what about you? What do you intend to do?"

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano)

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Before Victor could even say a word or lift a finger a strange portal would form behind him and Helga. Its strange eldritch energy was present for only an instant as Douglas Weskit stepped out from his home and onto the Bridge of the Frost Rifter as if simply opening a door and letting himself in. The Gentleman simply placed a single hand upon Helga which made her stand perfectly still whilst Douglas pointed the tip of his umbrella towards the stranger aboard the vessel.

"Perhaps I've not made myself clear before but once again I must reiterate our lovely employers concerns to you so that in hopes one day you will understand to keep your mouth and mind shut......" Douglas glanced over to Victor who begrudgingly nodded at the words of the transmuter. It was Douglas who called the shots and not a simple warrior with fancy toys and blood comprehensible to that of a Titan of old.

"......And as for you my fine shadowy friend." Douglas began to draw a circle in the air before him leaving a strange trace of eldritch energy in its wake. "I'm slightly late on the uptake. Victor why not introduce your superior to your guest? I doubt we will be seeing his company for much longer at this rate." Douglas glanced back at Victor who complied like the good soldier he was.

"This is the dragon king of shadows, Draco, he simply stopped by to chat and...." Victor found his words suddenly cut as he jumped ever so slightly as Douglas switched his hand off from Helga and onto Victor. "A dragon? Truly? I've not seen one of their kind in some time." Douglas once more turned his attention back to the shadowy figure and the strange circle he drew in the air.

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: The Emperor Of Mankind Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano)

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"Admiral, we detected a strange anomaly on the new arrivals. Same signatures at that dragon that led the demon armies." A crewman spoke up before a sudden figure appeared on the ship. "Which is why I am here...I had to send the chapters on their sworn duties to create our new Imperium. Now with that settled...what is that dragon up to..." The booming voice of the Emperor sounded in the bridge.

The crewman, even the Admrial got on their knees. A most rare sight indeed, their holy leader himself now walking around among man. "We shall see to it, my lord." The Admrial spoke as he and the crew got back to work. "Operator, open up communications with the fleet. We need to know why they have that creature inside."

"As you wish sir."

As the Emperor stared down at the planet, he could feel a presence he had long since forgotten. His son...his very flesh and blood returned to him...Once this was over he could finally meet face to face with his son, and then he can get to work helping the others. But for now, this dragon was proven to be stubborn in his plans.

"Attention, We have detected a presence onboard your ship which match records of a creature that has on multiple occasions invaded Terra. We wish for an explanation and will not tolerate an alliance with a demon as all who operate with demons must be purged from the universe." The Admiral spoke to the ship. Of course their attention was also still focused on the events below.

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: The Emperor Of Mankind Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano) Character Portrait: Amaterasu

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: The Emperor Of Mankind Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano) Character Portrait: Amaterasu

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Draco was quiet as the hole in Space Time opened, and in walked Douglas, turning one foot towards him, he acknowledged his presence with an idle growl, rumbling in his throat. He let out a small chuckle when told that the man had not seen a Dragon in some time.

"Most of us do not inhabit the Mortal Realm as I do." Draco explained, still for the most part cordial and more or less polite. There were now two men in the room who posed at least a threat to his well-being, the first being Victor, and his nonchalance, and the other being Douglas, who appeared from Light knows where.

When the communication came from the fleet of the Emperor, Draco's eyes turned towards the nearest speaker and his lips peeled back into a wicked Grin. "Oh my....they've found me already. Best answer them quick so we can get on with our little....negotiations."

It was then that Draco seemed to physically shrink in size to that of a normal man of six feet tall. He was hiding his immense power from scanners as best he could. From the now bubbling, black ooze of a floor, a sort of negotiation table rose between himself and Victor, as well as a moderately comfortable chair for the man. Draco motioned for him to sit, while he himself did so.

Meanwhile down on the planet...

The Shadowling, Masor was his name, was not by mortal definitions quite ugly, but was in fact rather handsome, though a bit domineering and stern in expression as he stared at Amaterasu. He made no noise, but only smirked as he noticed that she could not bring herself to look him in the face nor eye. For a self-proclaimed Sun Goddess, she wasn't very assertive. However, being a Shadowling, Masor did not fight by himself; especially against opponents he knew he could not face and best in combat. His body flaked away as if it were mist, and he left her sight, but not the area.

As the Goddess blessed a still alive man being dragged into his own shadow, a sickening squelching and screeching was heard from said shadow, as the the thing twisted and morphed, the Tendrils that were dragging the man down disintegrating within an instant and retreating back to the Darkness. This man was saved; but countless others were already gone, their bodies taken to the realm of Shadows to be processed, and therefore added to the Legion. No amount of Holy Magic could undo what they went through. Not even the Dragon of Light herself, the very first Dragon to come into existence, had the power to reverse what happened to the Legion's Conscripts.

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: The Emperor Of Mankind Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano) Character Portrait: Amaterasu

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The universe would applaud for Amaterasu and her valiant efforts to thwart the darkness. Indeed the universe was watching this show with intrigue and joy.

Meanwhile up above the planet and within the Frost Rifter things seemed to grow more interesting by the second. Atom 7K simply ran several files through their system and reactivated his line of communication with the space marines and their God Emperor.

"Battlefleet Terran, sorry for the sudden cut off, we found ourselves in a rather interesting situation which appears to have resolved itself. Please standby..."


The Artificial Intelligence ran more programs through its captains ship only to examine the actions and stress levels of the crew whilst the shadow being remained aboard.

When the table was presented suddenly before Victor it was Douglas who took up the offered seat.

"Again you are making deals with associates of mine who do not have the capacity for business or even the authority to make deals." Douglas chimed in only to loosen the collar of his suit whilst keeping his umbrella trained upon the false king.

"So I assume you have a proposition that can move me?"

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: The Emperor Of Mankind Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano) Character Portrait: Amaterasu

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"Energy signals have disappeared sir, it seems the fleet as removed the threat."
"Or have hidden the signal."
"Or he has masked his signal."

Doubt and suspicion afflicted the crew. They were not quick to accept the truth. Even The Emperor himself did not trust this. Through all their years, they have to always be on guard at even the smallest signs. They remained on guard, however they had to respond.

"Affirmative, No trace has been detected of the demonic entity. You are free of suspicion." The Admiral replied.

On the ground, It was not guardsman that responded this time but Imperial Fist Space Marines. Accompanied in a small squad of ten complete with seargent and Librarian, they began a Holy purge of the shadow ignoring the light deity above them. There was only the Emperor and he was their true shield and protector. Behind them a small company of Elite Imperial Guardsman, Kasrykin Elite soldiers marched behind the marines.

One day they could establish an Imperial Shrine and station some Adeptus Sororitas on the planet. They were more well armed for dealing with demons far better than most space marine chapters.

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: The Emperor Of Mankind Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano) Character Portrait: Amaterasu

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: The Emperor Of Mankind Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano) Character Portrait: Amaterasu

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"I don't need to do anything. Natural disaster will take the lives. I will take the bodies." Masor only giggled like a hyena before vanishing into mist. Regardless of this so-called Goddess's protection, buildings would fall, the ground would fissure, and the shockwaves sent out from the Volcano would still kill people, and before anyone could react, their shadows turned to mush, and they sank into the abyss, conscripted into the Legion.

For where there is Light, there is always Darkness.

On the ship, Draco's eyes returned to Douglas as he sat and loosened his collar, the umbrella still lowered towards him. "The Umbrella, though impressive is not needed, my friend. If I were going to attack or attempt to harm anyone, I would have done it while manifesting in the ship. Now that I am here, let us talk." he smiled, leaning forward with his elbows on the table, hands beneath his chin.

"We both want that magic spring in the city, no? And since neither of us wish to lose any more men than we have to, here is my suggestion." A pool similar to the one Douglas looked through, only smaller, appeared in the center of the table, made of pure Shadow. Through it, a view of the city, and the pesky Goddess was shown.

"It seems that my legion has found itself a rather annoying bug protecting the city. Help me get rid of her influence in the area, and the spring is yours. Don't help me, and get rid of her without help while I find a way to siphon the energy without detection by myself." he said, gesturing vaguely over the table with a hand while he spoke.

"However....due to the recent eruption of a nearby mountain, the ground is not stable for most fighting. If you wish....I do believe your ship here is capable of...." a wicked smile stretched across his face and he began to laugh softly. "...Orbital Bombardment, I believe you humans call it? Destroying what's left of the city will truly be a kindness to those poor souls living there. I get their bodies and souls, you get the city and the well-spring."

Draco leaned back and entwined his fingers on the table. He never blinked the entire time as he spoke. "What say you?"

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: The Emperor Of Mankind Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano) Character Portrait: Amaterasu

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"My Lord, multiple sensors are detecting massive signatures on the surface. World wide evecuation has commenced and are currently being transported upon all Imperial ships. However at this rate...there is going to be many still stuck on the ground...Thankfully outposts are connected to underground networks but anyone who has to choose a bunker...Emperor on Terra..." One of the crewman shook with fear. It was true, there would be many bodies, no doubt the Shadow Legion would be ready.

"I will do my best to protect as many possible...however those of no faith I will not be able to protect...continue with evacuation procedures until the last second. I can't help any more than that, I have to ensure to react to the dragon...he must he hiding his signature...I must be fully aware to stop him. No point is asking the new feet for assistance...we are out of time." The Emperor looked down at the planet. The Gellar Field was in place but if that shut down there was no defending against anything that could warp in. The earthquake would not disable it...but any intentional attack would shut it down.

However he could feel another presence, some divine being...Gods...Always meddling in human affairs, When people ask for them they never come. But when no one asks they arrive. Man needed no Gods, they could easily shape their destiny, they needed no Omni-present deity to lead them like sheep. Such was the way of a God, always appearing when they want, expecting everyone to worship them like that just because they appeared for like one minute then following the next few years they abandon them. He was man, and people looked up to him. He could always be there for his people, a God however always comes when they feel like it. Prayers always falling on deaf ears...not his...He would the symbol for humanity, not some...'God'

On the Ground, the Imperial strike team recived an emergency hail from high command. They quickly fled the scene into a nearby structure with the Imperial Eagle to quickly transport by Teliporter Homer.

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: The Emperor Of Mankind Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano) Character Portrait: Amaterasu

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Douglas sat content to listen to the dragon for the time. He however did not remove the umbrella from its target nor did he give any hint of his intentions whilst he listened would not show but Victor and Helga seemed to worry.

"So you give me two options but I have a counter offer however..." Douglas smirked as he leaned back in his seat while looking at the scrying pool before him. "You take what lives have already been lost while my associates and I deal with your little problem upon the surface and the other fleet present." The Gentleman simply stood up from his seat only to then lower his umbrella. he looked at the dragon and continued to smirk.

"As for any other portion of this negotiation I demand you remove yourself from my bridge and off my ship Draco, I doubt the others here in space are pleased at your participation and I would like little to no confrontation with them." Douglas turned his attention to Atom 7K only to give the ships computer full reign of the communications. Its orders had been clear from the start regardless of the outcome of the negotiations.


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"Battlefleet Terran. The Frost Rifter is privy to the situation which is happening on earth. Permission to deploy several Titan Units and a contingent of allied forces to deal with the situation planet side. We will aid in evacuation deal with the threat at hand." The message was transferred to the other fleet whilst the Frost Rifter began its descent into the Terran Orbit.

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Douglas gave Victor and Helga a nod sending the both of them to their readying rooms. Armor would be donned and spells would be ready whilst the cruiser descended towards Terra and towards the action at hand.

"Draco." Douglas chimed in only to dismiss his own spells. "I have no fear of such creatures like yourself. There are other who claim such grand machinations who dwell in the shadows and call themselves lords and ladies. I don't doubt for a second you think highly of yourself but......" Douglas stopped but laughed to himself as every man and woman aboard the Frost Rifters helm continued their work like tireless automatons. "...Don't think we can sit idly by and allow a threat such as this to go under the radar for to long. Just long enough to let it slip by, now be gone ."

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Character Portrait: Douglas Weskit Character Portrait: Figment Character Portrait: Mars Corp. Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Helga Rotfeuer Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Atom 7K Character Portrait: The Emperor Of Mankind Character Portrait: Legion of Shadows Character Portrait: Icy Peak (Super Volcano) Character Portrait: Amaterasu

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