Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by **Sol** 5th May 2016, 11:26 am

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Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Sol 5th May 2016, 11:26 am

Sol stood in a training ground he had in his castle in the Cursed lands, despite how cold it was up in the mountians his castle grounds and the castle itself was warm thanks to dark magic that he utilized to keep it that way. The slayer was standing next to a portal that connected his castle to the Basilisk Fang guild hall but it would only allow those with the symbol of Basilisk fang to go thru any others would not be able to touch it. “I do hope he shows up if Mistress is interested in his progress I suppose I should be as well” he mumbled under his breath.

The slayer had sent a note to Ahote telling him to take the portal to his castle for him to test the boy and figure out if he was worthy to be trained by the slayer, should the young boy impress him enough Sol would take him under his wing and nurture the child into a fearsome warrior and a bringer of death to all his enemys.

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“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. Fear what you do not Know"

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by **Ahote** 5th May 2016, 5:42 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Ahote 5th May 2016, 5:42 pm

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It was a rather exciting start for Ahote. It was early into the morning, perhaps at the crack of dawn, but clouds which would filled the sky would not tell. Why was Ahote so excited? Because he had recently received a note from Sol, 'loyal dragon' of Famine, and her potential alleged partner, stating that they should meet soon, going through a portal to reach the designated area.

Ahote awoke in his room, in one of the many in the corridors of The Basilisk Fang guild halls. It smelt of dust, and there were only a few stools that held his things. But he had figured that he would eventually grow accustomed to the aching scent of uncleanliness.

But it was time, and as Ahote slipped out of his sleeping clothes and into his commonplace ones, he ran to the entrance of the fort, soon to find the individual portal he had expected. It was certainly a sight, and a frightfully pleasant one at that. At first, he hesitated for walk forward, unsure what would happen so if one body part had slipped through it's gates. It was a natural first-reaction to any human being, fear holding them back with thin chains, whispering 'Don't'. But, with the childish puff of his chest, he proudly leapt into it's dark descent, soon arriving to the destination.

Within moments, Ahote walked out of the portal with eyes widened with shock and excitement, peering left, then peering right, appearing to be at the castle now. The training grounds, specifically. It was quite the barren field, but Ahote couldn't help but get a sense of nostalgia from it chilly features.

As he fully exited the portal and approached the open area on the ground, he had spotted Sol, who was the one who summoned him. "S-Sol!" He grinned, dipping his head in respect.

AND NOW ITS ENDING IN MY RESURRECTION

PHARAOH LEAP.

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Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite) Ahotesig

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by **Sol** 6th May 2016, 3:57 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Sol 6th May 2016, 3:57 pm

Sol glanced at the portal as Ahote emerged from it and looked around before seeing the slayer waiting for him and bowed in respect which brought a smirk to the mans shadowed face.”Ah you made it Hatchling and on time something that already puts you on my good side” he said before he motioned back to his castle.”Welcome to my castle here in the Cursed Lands up in the snowy mountians, since most of my castle is filled with demons and other type of nasty creatures I figured this is the best spot for you to be at the moment now time to get down to business” the demon said before he became serious.”Mistress Famine has taken an intrest in you and I feel I should as well so I’m going to test you. Should you pass my test I will train you the way the Dov train and make you strong but first some ground rules” he said

Sol then raised a finger.”First you will swear upmost loyalty to Me Famine and Basilisk fang I will not train a potential Traitor understand. Second do not expect this to be easy you will feel pain bleed and cry but it is all for the better. And third you will make no mention of Fairy Tail or there joke of a guild master if you do its not going to be pretty” he said before he then grinned.”if you understand then lets begin.”

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“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. Fear what you do not Know"

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by **Ahote** 9th May 2016, 5:02 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Ahote 9th May 2016, 5:02 pm

I BELIEVE THAT MENTAL AND PHYSICAL PERSEVERANCE

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Ahote would tilt his head curiously as he took another good look of this man's features. Harsh, golden eyes with slit irises, one like a snake, prying at you as if staring into your soul. Short, messy green hair that was hang from his head, giving him a more grim demeanor.

Though intimidated, Ahote did not falter. He felt as if these harsh blizzards had layered him with a thicker shell to fear and suffering. He didn't know what to exactly do at this point in his life, but he managed to make by with what little he had left. But as Ahote raised his head to level, gently taking glance of Sol as he directed him.

There were many things Ahote wanted to say in order to interrupt him, but realizing that sort of behavior was probably, most likely, distasteful to him. So he kept quiet. But Demons and Nasty Creatures? Just lurking about these castle grounds? Truthfully, Ahote would prefer if they had relocated themselves entirely, but could not muster up the will or courage to advocate that anxiousness.

But Sol stopped to nothing to get down to the point he was trying to emphasize. And frankly, these rules were rather specific. Especially the one about Fairy Tail, his birth guild. What was their relationship? Images of Kanix and Jaeger, his Father and Mother, had flashed in his mind, but Ahote just stood there silent. Ahote would not lie to himself. - He was afraid of the idea of getting hurt in this harsh process, and he was not sure if he were mentally prepared for such a trial. But he believed that physical and mental perseverance would triumph doubt. Ahote simply swallowed his aching spit and nodded. "Yes, Sol..." He spoke with a gentle breath.

TRIUMPHS DOUBT.

PHARAOH LEAP.

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by **Sol** 10th May 2016, 10:45 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Sol 10th May 2016, 10:45 pm

Sol nodded at Ahote agreed to his rules and he spoke again.”then we shall begin hatchling I don’t know if you have any spells that you can use but if not show how much magic power you have, now by the Traditions of the Dov the eldest goes first try to match my power if you can!” the demon declared before he stepped a few feet away from Ahote before his magic started to flare up. It covered the man like sicking green fire as the gravity in the training yard increased slightly from the sheer amount of magic Sol was giving off but it would not harm the boy. The slayer quickly drew breath into his lungs before he pointed his face upwards

After a moment he suddenly breathed out a powerful jet of green poison gas upwards into the air as a show of power to the young man”this is the power a dragons training can give now lets see what you can do flare your magic as much as you can I want to get a measure for how much you have at your age” he said as his magic waned and faded into the air as he crossed his arms and waited .

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“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. Fear what you do not Know"

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by **Ahote** 24th May 2016, 5:25 am

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Ahote 24th May 2016, 5:25 am

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Frankly, Ahote did not like what he saw. He loved it. It was such a powerful image he took a hold of, and yearned for such experience as well. Yes, the man was much older. Older by how? He did not know. But he surely had more magical power and experience simply from that simply demonstration. His anxiety became awe in an instant, and his doubt became of one of a willful man. A tight pounding of the excitement of the heart beating in his chest quickening, the chilly winds which would nip at his sensitive skin now heating his cheeks. Was this the power of the image of magic?

But there was one problem, as far as he and everyone else knew, he did not have magic. Which was to be expected at this age, but he had no idea on what magic was in the first place, yet yearned for it in his wake and slumber, sometimes trying to mirror what other mages did to see if he output the same power. He smiled nervously, nodding slowly. "I don't think I can, Mister Sol... I've tried before, and nothing..." And this was true, on several occasions has this raven-haired boy had attempted to unlock his magic. Failed, every time.

At some point, he believed that he was just unfortunate and couldn't access a magick. The thought depressed him, but he didn't let it get to him until now. But after seeing what potential it had, it was practically a get-up-point. "But why must I know magic, Mister Sol?"

AND NOW ITS ENDING IN MY RESURRECTION

PHARAOH LEAP.

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by **Sol** 9th June 2016, 12:45 am

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Sol 9th June 2016, 12:45 am

Sol looked down at Ahote as he mentioned that he had tried before to find his power and had failed before he asked why he had to learn magic, at that the Slayer snorted”I never said you had to learn but if your have the aptitude it would be better for you now hold still.also jsut call me Sol and should you pass me tests you will earn the right to call me Father”he said in a serious tone before he walked over to the boy before he started to circle him slowly.the slayers movement was not menacing but his eyes were looking intently and his nose could be heard sniffing slightly.”hmm I can’t smell anything unique about your normal scent but I can sense Ethernano in your body its faint but it is there which means you have the ability to use magic but drawing it out is the trouble” The green haired demon explained to the boy before he decided to give the child a slightly different test.

"Since we can’t work on your magic then I have one more test your going to spar with me, no magic no weapons just bare handed I want to get a feel on how you fight before I decided weither to take you on as a student. Since this is only a test I promise the worst thing you will get are light bruises and nothing worse.” the demon assured the boy.

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“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. Fear what you do not Know"

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by **Ahote** 9th June 2016, 5:51 am

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Ahote 9th June 2016, 5:51 am

THIS STORY STARTED WITH MY DISSECTION

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A lot of things could be said on what Ahote was feeling when Sol began to circle him, feeling his prying eyes lock onto him, and watching his twitching nose catch his... scent? He sort of reminded Ahote of an animal examining it's prey, deciding whether or not to strike. Regardless of the situation, Ahote just froze and tensed up. But it wasn't until he mentioned the term 'Father' to him. Currently, his Father's whereabouts were unknown to him, and only saw him once. Not much could be said about him by the tongue of Ahote, but he decided not to bring it up to Sol, but simply exhaled in relief by his reported data.

Accordingly, Ahote did have the capacity to use magic, it just needed a kick. How to retrieve a kick? Ahote couldn't figure that out if his life depended on it. But it was worth exploring. This did essentially excite Ahote, the fears that he would be unable to obtain such a magical force was mildly devastating to the young boy, more or less because he felt less than and indifferent. But he didn't tell anyone such information. - On that note, he couldn't tell what etherano was either. He just assumed it had something to do with magic, of which he could not particularly prove wrong.

"S-Sparring?..." Ahote tilted his head, coming to the conclusion that this green haired man was serious about fighting or assessing his skills. He didn't really ask for the right to call him Father nor to become his student, but he didn't necessarily question it either. But still, sparring? Ahote happened to be one of the most cowardly, cowering children you'd find in everyday situation. He hated fighting, but if that is what he must do in order...

"Okay..."

AND NOW ITS ENDING IN MY RESURRECTION

PHARAOH LEAP.

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by **Sol** 19th June 2016, 3:53 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Sol 19th June 2016, 3:53 pm

“Yes Hatchling sparring, your not always gonna be able to settle things peacefully so you must be able to defend yourself if you become my surrogate son I’m going to make you able to defend yourself,” he said before he explained how training with a dragon worked.”Ahote the reason you would call me father if you become my student is because any who are trained by a dragon tend to see their dragon as a parent I thought you should know” he explained before he setteled into a ready stance.

“Now you may have the first blow lets see if you can make it count” The slayer told him as he waited for the first strike, he was curious about what the boy could do, he seemed to be hesitant but Sol was determined to turn him into a fearsome warrior more then ready to shed blood on command.

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“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. Fear what you do not Know"

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by **Ahote** 25th June 2016, 1:23 am

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Ahote 25th June 2016, 1:23 am

THIS STORY STARTED WITH MY DISSECTION

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Ahote twiddled his thumbs together nervously, unsure if he was comfortable with doing this. Of course, Basilisk Fang, Famine and particular, was kind and generous enough to take him in with warm arms, despite the snow and chilly atmosphere of the mountain and fort. He looked up to the much taller man with wide, reddish-brown eyes and pale skin. He couldn't help but take into consideration the features of this man, who claimed to be his potential Father. He wasn't sure of whether he wanted to give him such a title, but the child's mind was so young, and wished to nurture their relationship.

At first, the thought of calling him Father was rather a big transition for the boy, though only meeting his real Father once, never really being able to experience the relationship between a Father and Son, so warmingly, Ahote had slowly accepted it. It was just something by tradition, right? Or he had convinced himself.

"Oh, uhm.. okay! I can do this...!" He whispered to himself before getting a running start, thrusting a rather nervous fist to his chest, barely able to reach it with his eyes winced and his mouth morphed into a unpleasant, reluctant frown.

AND NOW ITS ENDING IN MY RESURRECTION

PHARAOH LEAP.

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by **Sol** 26th June 2016, 2:46 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Sol 26th June 2016, 2:46 pm

Sols eyes narrowed as the boy ran at him and tried very poorly to throw a punch at him, was this all that the boy had learned being near those Fairies he was unsure if they taught him anything or even interacted with him but Sol knew if there was any chance of it he needed to stop its influence out quickly. The slayer caught the fist and fluidly grabbed the boys arm before he yanked him forward and down to the ground before he put a foot on the boys back.”And like that your dead if your going to attack me come with the intent to kill unless you do I’m not going to budge” he taunted as he removed his foot.

“if your hesitating at all because you hate fighting I want that mindset out of this castle now, I will not allow you to put our guild and more importantly Mistress Famine at risk what if we have an encounter with Fairy Tail and that Bastard thunder dragon you had better fight if that happens” Sol stated in a commanding tone, he would not except someone refusing to fight because they didn’t like it he understood it but when push came to shove you needed to fight with every part of your being.”Now Start again and this time if you hesitate I won’t be gentle”

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“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. Fear what you do not Know"

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by **Ahote** 10th July 2016, 6:28 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Ahote 10th July 2016, 6:28 pm

THIS STORY STARTED WITH MY DISSECTION

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Ahote widened his eye as his small fist was caught with ease by his superlative overseer, quickly jerked froward until he fell onto the ground belly first. Dirt smudged across his cheeks as he fell, feeling a large, cold foot press against his back, reigning superior to the child's petty attempts to fight.

Ahote just laid there and winced, listening to his words in silence before he removed his foot, the young boy taking both arms and slowly lifting himself up from the ground, looking up to Sol and smiling weakly. "I'll do better this time, Sol!"

He stood to his feet against, smudges of dirt on his knees and palms from the fall, yet eyes burning with determination and childlike ambition. Just then, he lunged a somewhat faster, but unimpressive fist at him, closing his eyes and bracing for impact. "H--Hyaah!!"

As the young boy would throw a weak fist, he couldn't help but pick up the clear hatred Sol had for his Uncle Heero and birth Guild, Fairy Tail. Or perhaps what things Fairy Tail had told him about Basilisk Fang; all of the most infamous members thought to be amongst the Fangs now one of the most generous, caring and warm hearted people he had met. The thought was frustrating, and almost that irritated when Sol had said such ill things about Fairy Tail. But, rule number three...

I will make no mention of my home.

AND NOW ITS ENDING IN MY RESURRECTION

PHARAOH LEAP.

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|| Ahote Chumani Laspor || Lord of The Fallen || Thunder Demon Slayer || Golden Lac until 12.17.20

by **Sol** 10th July 2016, 7:16 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Sol 10th July 2016, 7:16 pm

Sol watched as the boy picked himself up and while he was dirty from the earth beneath them the boy smiled and told him that he would do better this time.”That’s what I wanted to hear, understand hatchling I’m not doing this to be cruel I’m doing this to help you it may seem overboard for someone so young but I want to make you strong so you may stand on your own please understand that” Sol said with a grin on his face as they both slipped into their stances again, as Ahote made a better and faster attempt to attack Sol once again the slayer easily managed to dodged the boys attack.

He grabbed the younger boys arm before he tripped the boy with his left foot and brought him to the ground once more.”better but lets keep going by the time I’m done Ahote you will be a fearsome warrior even when your unable to use magic at times. Alright Again!” Sol said as he praised the boys attempt but still pushed for the boy to try again as he waited for him to get up again and try once more.

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“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. Fear what you do not Know"

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by **Ahote** 10th July 2016, 8:19 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Ahote 10th July 2016, 8:19 pm

What If I Fail?

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The sudden praise from the menacing young man had uplifted Ahote, despite the harsh, callous ground that would greet him. Sol would trip him, but slowly, Ahote had risen from the ground with a reddened cheek and slightly cut knees. Perhaps, shorts were not the best choice of clothing for today...

Regardless, Ahote had a childlike determination glowing in his reddish brown optics. The boy furrowed his brows and puffed out his chest in a silly attempt to appear tough and strong willed; only one of those traits is the one he bared so fiercely in his eyes. The young boy was still fragile, and abhorred violence over peace and compromise, and couldn't deliver a blow like one of a warrior genuine enough to please Sol, but he could try.

With that in mind, Ahote lunged fist after fist to Sol, completely afraid of what the outcome would be, but relieved that he could stand up again. Questions along the lines of "What if I displease him?" and "What if I fail?", they were simplest expressions of anxiety, but Ahote continued anyway. He wanted to meet this man's expectations.

AND NOW ITS ENDING IN MY RESURRECTION

PHARAOH LEAP.

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|| Ahote Chumani Laspor || Lord of The Fallen || Thunder Demon Slayer || Golden Lac until 12.17.20

by **Sol** 16th July 2016, 10:49 am

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Sol 16th July 2016, 10:49 am

Sol almost laughed at the boys weak attempt to look tough before he saw him approach and try to attack again, The green haired slayer dodged the punches without even really thinking as he simply back stepped in time with the attacks, while the boys vigor and attempts were getting better it was not what Sol was aiming to pull out of the boy and he knew he was going to have to get rough with the boy for his plan to work but he would make it up to him later. Sol dodged a few more punches before he then went from simply dodging to complete offense .

After dodging one more punch Sol suddenly lunged forward with a palm strike to the boys chest before keeping his momentum going and struck him with a elbow to the gut followed by a knee to his diaphragm which would knock the wind out of him further. “come on the enemy isn’t always going to just dodge or defend you need to be ready to dodge or block as well AGAIN!” he said with the last word being said loudly as the slayer kept his ready stance as he waited for the boy to stand.

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“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. Fear what you do not Know"

Gold Lacrima Ends 11/23/2020

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by **Ahote** 17th July 2016, 6:51 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Ahote 17th July 2016, 6:51 pm

THIS STORY STARTED WITH MY DISSECTION

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Ahote couldn't help but slowly grow more frustrated at the sight of his superior continuously dodge and evade his attacks with ease so simple, it barely required and effort, if any. Although not in favor of any violence whatsoever, Ahote couldn't help but want to hit him more after he failed to do it the first several times. Call it childish competition, even Ahote was wanting to take part in this after failing so many times.

But it was the incoming offensive take that Sol took when Ahote lunged his latest punch that the situation transitioned into a much more rough atmosphere. Swiftly, his superior's palm had struck his chest, causing him to feel stunned for the smallest of moments, but not small enough for Sol to follow up with a direct hit to the boy's gut.

Ahote gagged and stumbled back while holding his stomach, not familiar with being struck in such a sensitive area. But this only frustrated him further down the line. He furrowed his brows for the first time during the session, more out of anger and irritation than anything. His eyes lit up with passion to succeed in this obstacle but still withheld a childlike innocence and peaceloving demeanor.

This was probably the last of it that Ahote would take, he often did not get such a taste to hit someone, but this was merely because the frustration of failing had got to him. He felt his entire body pulse, but not sure with what. He ignored it, and proceed to unlock his arms from his stomach and frowned, standing back up, erect, and grumbled. "...Okay."

Ahote took a deep breath before charging at Sol once more, but something felt different... the pulsing continued to grow more intense, and it felt as if he was... looser. More in control of his body. It was probably nostalgia, but he couldn't help but bring attention to it. "Hyah!" Ahote grunted before throwing a punch with much more precision and force than the last time with his left arm. His punch was still rubbish and couldn't hurt any mage that knew a spell or two, but it was certainly an impressive improvement in little time.

AND NOW ITS ENDING IN MY RESURRECTION

PHARAOH LEAP.

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|| Ahote Chumani Laspor || Lord of The Fallen || Thunder Demon Slayer || Golden Lac until 12.17.20

by **Sol** 17th July 2016, 7:22 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Sol 17th July 2016, 7:22 pm

Sol’s grin never left his face when he saw Ahote get up, he wouldn’t tell him it yet but the slayer was feeling pride that the boy hadn’t given up yet it showed promise and that was what Sol was looking for, as the boy rushed at him again and swung Sol didn’t even bother to dodge as he felt the fist hit him dead on and he simply blinked before he moved to attack again. He placed a hand on the boys chest before using his leg to sweep the boys feet out from under him tot rip him once again.

However this time Sol was not gentle and just let the boy fall ,as he tripped him the slayer brought down his body weight and slammed the child into the hard earth back first with almost all the force he could muster.”your intent is impressive but your lacking in aggression now get up and do it again!” he said loudly as he hopped back a few feet and waited for the boy to once again stand up. If this persisted then Sol would be forced to resort to things he did not want to use.

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“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. Fear what you do not Know"

Gold Lacrima Ends 11/23/2020

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by **Ahote** 18th July 2016, 9:39 am

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Ahote 18th July 2016, 9:39 am

THIS STORY STARTED WITH MY DISSECTION

000 words for username
notes go here

Again. He dodged his attack with swift ease and little effort, it as was if he could not get any closer to Sol than he was now. Ahote knew that he was significantly weaker than his superior, and he knew that every attack might as well be futile, worthless. It was because he was weak that he could not spend more time with his Mother and Father, who were strong and got to do so much more because of it.

Lacking aggression?... Do not hesitate?...

Is this the sacrifices you must make to defend yourself and others? Is this the backbreaking price he must pay to meet his expectations? Ahote bit his lip harder, and clenched his fist tighter. The moment he spent had passed in a gruesome, backbreaking fall to the hardened dirt and stone below him.

His mouth opened wide enough for a small amount of spit to escape, along with a grunt of pain. His cold and most likely bruised body laid there for a minute, saying nothing but simply glaring at the sky.

I am aggressive... and I don't hesitate... I can make Sol happy...

He thought to himself, before rolling onto his belly and raising himself to his hands and knees. A trail of saliva ran down his chin, and realized that he had bloody fingertips from scraping them during the fall.

Ahote turned his left hand over to it's palm, looking at the cuts and bloody scratches on them.

..I... I can be aggressive too... I'll show him.. I can be the most aggressive person here... I can make Sol and Famine proud...

Ahote clenched his fist, and slowly raised himself from the ground with a weak, hunched back, and letting his arms hang down. He didn't dare make eye contact with his superior with such fierce, frustrated eyes. But he felt the pulse grow stronger, and stronger...

"I..."

Suddenly, purple flames sparked and began to engulf his arm. The pulsing had intensified and he now felt a heat begin to swallow his arm, his head flinched and frowned back to Sol with determination and anger in his eyes. He realized that the two were no longer at point blank, but even so, Ahote swung his arm in that direction with no hope to hit. But in that very moment, the flames extended and propelled themselves towards Sol with no control whatsoever, much like a purple flamethrower from his left arm.

"....I can do it too!!"

Ahote yelled before silently accepting the turn of events, though not realizing what was going to happen.

AND NOW ITS ENDING IN MY RESURRECTION

PHARAOH LEAP.

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|| Ahote Chumani Laspor || Lord of The Fallen || Thunder Demon Slayer || Golden Lac until 12.17.20

by **Sol** 19th July 2016, 1:27 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Sol 19th July 2016, 1:27 pm

As soon as the slayer had seen the blue spark of flames his eyes gained immeasurable pride in them and his grin threatened to split his face, he would have spoken if he hadn’t had flames threatening to hit him like a flame thrower, Sol pulsed his gravity magic and caused the gravity all around them to suddenly reach crushing levels as both the flames and Ahote would be pulled to the ground and the fire smothered out under its own weight. But Sol was not angry far from it he chuckled and then a small laugh uttered from his lips before he suddenly started to laugh loudly and happily.” THAT IT HATCHLING YOU’VE DONE IT!!!!!” he roared with glee as he quickly approached the boy to help him up.

“Ahote my son you’v unlocked your magic and you’re more then deserving to be my son and my student I’m proud that you could handle what I have done and what you will achive in the future this training is concluded” he said before he suddenly stopped himself and saw that the flames were not going out and a spark of worry went thru him. He snapped his fingers before a small demon called a Darkling appeared.”Yes my lord?” he asked before Sol turned to him.” Find the Master Librarian and bring him here surely we must have something on this magic I want some answer” the green haired dragon commanded before the darkling bowed and vanished into shadows.

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“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. Fear what you do not Know"

Gold Lacrima Ends 11/23/2020

Battle Theme/Lohengrin/Sol/Sols Castle Vault/Venom Godslayer Magic

by **Sybil** 20th July 2016, 1:37 am

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Sybil 20th July 2016, 1:37 am

Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow

So to keep Ahote focused on his task Famine remained out of sight during the session, unseen behind the screen of darkness lurking at the top of the grand steps in this castle. She sat at the top step, elbow to her thigh and her chin resting in her hand. Azure hues darted around the ballroom sized floor, chasing after Ahote’s every charge, dash, and fall. It had been hard not to reveal herself and to prevent her own magic from flaring at the rigorous training. Her hands knotted into fists countless times and a shadowy aura pulsated from her fingertips with every bruise and scrape Ahote withstood…

She wanted more than anything to call it off before he would get too hurt. --Though, the boy never gave up and she could tell this was something he truly desired, more than anything. With the way he clambered back up Famine couldn't help but feel he was a spitting image of doggedness and thus compare him to herself from her Fairy days… It was just like that and thanks to one single and small thought that the corner of her lip curved up. This was not her typical grin of malice and dark intent nor the false smirk she’d have to force Ahote on the occasion but a true small little smile. Soon-- would all change and that faintest glimmer of joy would be torn away from her yet again.

Just like that it happened, there was a sudden magenta light light which illuminated the room, and the all too fearsome ‘woosh’ of flames. Pride lit up Sol like the lights in a christmas tree… and too warmed her iced over core and heart. For now she watched him in his victory, and Ahote in his own achievement. Famine refused to even blink, as if fearing she may miss the slightest detail that moment.

An all too eerie realization struck inside her loudly and reverberated through her nerves like a Chinese gong leaving her body tense and frame rigid. This new magic quickly triggered something inside the woman’s psyche.

A shadow mage’s intuition never failed, and how much a time seer could foresee was incredible. Her instincts didn’t tell her much-- Only that this wouldn’t last, and the outcome from this event would be far greater than the piece of happiness it had brought. Now she saw more, heard more, felt more. A endless scream, an unexinguisable fire, a burning against her skin-- not just her flesh.

Almost falling over, She darted up from the step with a hand to her head while her other was outstretched.

“--Ahote!!! Sol!”

Ahote hadn’t just unleashed magic-- but a curse.

N/A

@Ahote, Sol

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NOTES:Oh no

by **Ahote** 23rd July 2016, 3:57 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Ahote 23rd July 2016, 3:57 pm

IS THIS ARM A TROPHY OR A PUNISHMENT?

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Ahote's eyes narrowed into a squint as he was nearly struck with a small moment of blindness as he watched the magenta embers roar from his left arms. Too deep in awe and anxiousness to pull away from his superior as a target, Ahote's lips quivered and his body stood still in a quiet moment of deafening silence, as the shocking jeers of Sol and the growl of his flames had faded, and it was only him and the beauty of the magenta embers.

But that moment of peace and shock had quickly faded when his body was suddenly forced into the hard ground below and the cheering and praises of his alleged 'Father' figure had risen to full volume, and now realized that he had surpassed his expectations.

Not a smile nor a frown came upon Ahote's face, even when praised so heavily. He panted lightly as he was helped up, ignoring the orders Sol had enforced upon his minions and looked at his arm. He looked at his left palm and slowly began to narrow his eyes again. A heat had come into contact with him.

But it was at that moment that Famine, Ahote's adoptive Mother had joined the scene with a rather panicked expression on her face. Forgetting the heat he felt at that moment, Ahote let the nostalgia and adrenaline reign and raised the flaming arm to wave, "Mama! Mama, look! Look at my....!" His crimson eyes slowly crept back over to his arm as he caught glimpse of the most horrific sight he has seen, "...arm..."

Flakes of charred skin fell off of the same, proud trophy he held to prove that he too was a wizard. His eyes widened in horror, as the adrenaline and nostalgia faded in an instant and he felt his skin burn and char.

His crimson irises filled with pain, agony, and terror. Before his quickly opened his mouth and slammed his arm back to his chest to hug.

"GWAAAAAAH!!"

IN THE END, DID I MAKE THEM PROUD?

PHARAOH LEAP.

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|| Ahote Chumani Laspor || Lord of The Fallen || Thunder Demon Slayer || Golden Lac until 12.17.20

by **Sol** 23rd July 2016, 7:27 pm

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Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Sol 23rd July 2016, 7:27 pm

Hearing Famines panicked voice snapped Sol out of his splendor and he felt his worry increase”Famine whats… wrong” he said before he saw and heard what was wrong and what had the shadow mage scared, it was Ahotes arm bruning and causing the boy constant pain as skin burn off and floated away like his arm was a piece of firewood”Oh God Ahote!” he yelled before he saw the boy pulled the burning arm to his chest which the slayer quickly tried to stop.”No Ahote you’ll harm yourself worse!” he cried out as he tried to grab the boys arm to move it away and he only managed to grab the appengande for a second before the flames made him release the boy in pain

“Fuck That’s hot!” he yelled as he shook his hand to get rid of the fire and pain he felt before a look of distress appeared on his face as his adopted son kept screaming in pain which Sol quickly looked at Famine”we need to get him to the guild or Somewhere that we can do something about this” he said panic in his voice as he looked at Famine for a moment before he focused on Ahote again. He had wanted to make the boy strong but now it seemed like his plan had backfired horribly

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“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. Fear what you do not Know"

Gold Lacrima Ends 11/23/2020

Battle Theme/Lohengrin/Sol/Sols Castle Vault/Venom Godslayer Magic

by **Sybil** 28th July 2016, 9:40 am

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Post n°23

Re: Sharpening Fangs (Ahote/ PM for invite)

by Sybil 28th July 2016, 9:40 am

Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow

Before the scream Famine was already flying down the steps, his yell simply urged her to his side faster. Her azure hues flickered around him rapidly, attempting to asses any more areas of damage and still cope with what it was that was happening. She thought to attempt to snuff the flames but the entity in her mind let her to assume it would be in vain: this was only the beginning of what she foresaw. All she could do was try and combat his pain with what solace she could supply in her own state of agony..

Famine bit hard into her lip and hefted the boy up and held him close just like she had the day she’d found him and decided to be merciful… She didn’t just squeeze him and hold his head out of the same pity she had felt carrying him home that day, but an unfathomable remorse for now, as though she knew what had already been lost-- Famine cursed herself for getting attached to the boy and for allowing this training to commence….and for being so vulnerable as to show real joy for a moment.

She already knew her own curse-- Everything jubilus to her seemed to be torn away in a moment.

“We are going back to the fort, Sol.” Her tone was as cold as the ice sleeting the grounds of Mt. Hakobe that instance, and she kept her back turned away from him as she held Ahote and hopelessly attempted to slow his screams. “...I need you to explain this, have a few of my mages go into the nearest city, raid the drug store and maybe kidnap a doctor dammit--” Her narrowed eyes glinted as if already wet and her lip quivered slightly. Looking at her one may put it in there mind that she was about to cry. Though the tears never came...and they wouldn't until later when her will was gone.

In an instance she and Ahote vanished, reappearing just in the doorway of the castle as the doors blew open. She teleported again across the soil and landscape of cursed, withered, trees and grey skies. Famine would use this power for all it was worth to get Ahote out of here and up the mountain. He needed to be home, where he was comfortable… and draining all her power to teleport back to back across these landscapes was more than worth that little bit of comfort she could provide to him in this peril.

N/A

@Ahote, Sol

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NOTES:Oh no

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