Guild: Basilisk Fang.
Position: Heaven God Slayer
Rank: D-Rank.
Activity: Atm pretty damn active apart from weekends and fridays which get flakey.
Why Should Your Character Should Be....: Sayrn is someone that favors knowledge and power over simple things, and the character of Ai who once held this position took Sayrns interest from the seeming powerful resistance to her magic. Because of this Sayrn is one who wishes to study this magic even if it means ridding herself of other magic to gain that one. As such to her the idea of a god slayer that can resist poison is almost a better deal than being able to eat it as she dislikes pigeon holing and prefers to adapt over remain the same. As such as a Heaven God Slayer Sayrn is the type to make sure not a single enemy remains in her path and will lay out her plans at the speed of light.
Position: Heaven God Slayer
Rank: D-Rank.
Activity: Atm pretty damn active apart from weekends and fridays which get flakey.
Why Should Your Character Should Be....: Sayrn is someone that favors knowledge and power over simple things, and the character of Ai who once held this position took Sayrns interest from the seeming powerful resistance to her magic. Because of this Sayrn is one who wishes to study this magic even if it means ridding herself of other magic to gain that one. As such to her the idea of a god slayer that can resist poison is almost a better deal than being able to eat it as she dislikes pigeon holing and prefers to adapt over remain the same. As such as a Heaven God Slayer Sayrn is the type to make sure not a single enemy remains in her path and will lay out her plans at the speed of light.
- Sample:
- The subtle drops of rain could be heard from the outside, the log cabin long forgotten by time itself and once held by the previous slayer known as Ai. She had returned to the location in an effort to find herself the details on the acquirement of the previous slayer magic yet instead she found the place abandoned and desolate, the wood rotting from the core. Tapping her foot on the floor three times she would send the signal to the demon she once held in her grasp but now was on equal terms with. The floor grew misty as it seeped from what one could tell as nowhere in particular, the air itself warping into the mist. Soon from this thick mist a robbed figure rose from the ground as the mist collected into wings and his head tilted, “You call on me now? For what?” his voice echoed as if he were in a cave yet it was not able to naturally. With a shake of her head Sayrn would get a smug grin on her face, “You know why I call you here, is she dead?” her voice was soft yet impatient as she looked on at her friend.
Waving a hand dismissively he would scoff, “I know little of the woman who lived here, her soul has not passed on so for all I know she is missing not dead.” If Uziael the demon of death could not know then odds are she was alive and missing somewhere, sad as she wanted to learn more about the slayer magic. The demon sensing this disappointment would wisp his way over to her gliding smoothly over the ground as a crooked armored finger draped itself over her should, “Do you wish for something from her?” His voice was filled with intrigue but Sayrn had dealt with this before when she first met the demon and was prepared to hear his price. Nodding her head to his question she would lift his hand off her before turning to face the towering demon, “I was hoping to garner information on the Heaven God Slayer magic she used, it countered poison especially mine and wished to learn more of its abilities.” her voice came off as simple and explanatory but she already knew the cogs in the demons mind were turning, it wanted a deal.
Uziael let out a laugh that was low and gravelly before lifting a hand and small image of her own heart appeared, “I can give you the magic yourself much like I did with you back when you owned the glaciers for yourself, but it will cost you a simple factor.” with a great sigh she would sit down in a old wooden chair the creak of both it and the floor quite audible, “And what is it you wish to take from me for this deal Uziael?” it was then that the demon laughed as the cottage around them crumbled to dust in an instant the rain pouring down on them hard as the dust scattered with ease, “I wish only one thing from you, the memories of Ardere and Malva, your family and of course Madison.” It took her a moment, she was conflicted and she knew that these memories were important to her, that they were irreplaceable. The look of confliction was not lost on Uziael as he offered out another hand and the smile while not visible could be felt, “I can also instead take something else, I can take years of your life from you, despite your obvious abundance of them.” It was without hesitation that she shook Uziaels hands as he laughed and tore the magic from her body, the lacrima falling in his hands as he quickly ripped light from the air and did what she could not describe to it. After that moment she woke up in the cottage no longer dust but still quite rotten quickly rising from the bed.
Uziael hovered over her a sigh coming from him, “I would tell you how many years you have left to live but at this point I doubt you care, but your magic is now there, have fun child.” dropping the lacrima on her lap her would attempt to fade into the void before Sayrn called out to him, “WAIT! How do I use the magic now?” His laughter rang through the cottage as she asked him such a simple question, “You should already know, you did quite well.” The confusion was soon offset by pain as memories flooded back into her, the hunters of Grim Heresy coming to find her, the light which shot from her and seared them to nothing as the unholy light tore them down. First she saw the light acting like claws, and old habit of hers as they ripped out a hunters insides, next she witnessed herself using the light to sear the world around herself and turn skeletons to nothing but black ash. And for the finality she used what she knew as the bellow of the god slayer to turn the last hunter standing into ash along with his surviving members. It took her a moment from this to realize these were her own memories before looking at Uziael confused, “You simply passed out after killing them, but I suspect the new magic inside you acted on instinct while you acclimated to having it inside you.” With a laugh he finally faded into the void leaving Sayrn to ponder her new magic.
Getting from the bed she would feel the light she could wield, it was like the Ice or the Poison from before only different, it was like someone who once had only arms and legs to worry about getting a tail. Looking back on her memories she knew that her magic was unrefined, that it needed more time to truly become powerful and she was ready to do that, she gave up years of her life to become this, and she was not about to waste the ones she had left. With a shake of her arms the light came out and the walls of the cottage burned, she walked out from the collage shifting her appearance once more to a more fitting one as she sighed, “I guess it’s time to move on…”
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