The weight of one's soul[Private/Eris]

A series of events led Raiza to be here. Sitting upon the stump of a tree surrounded by the husks of vile creatures that tried to claim his life. Each a part of the ritual he had been conducting. The events that lead him here were far inbetween but yet, each event had pushed him further and further. Loyalty to the guild of savages etched at his mind, begged him to return before he regretted such a decision. Yet, his firm grasp on his own situation knew he had to go. The guild was dying, very little progress was made aside from the occassional movement. Yet that was not all. Behind the scenes was involvements he did not wish to partake in. No, instead Raiza clung to the concept of growth, to get stronger, and to do that he was seeking out that power today.

He had been given a clue by Marceline, one he dictated that she could not directly say who her guild master was, yet at that moment, Raiza had already began to think of exactly what path to take. Words given to Raiza would be far more than enough for research to have taken place. Though if anything this would be still a stretch. Raiza had tried to seek out a nameless guild, and a nameless guild master for awhile after that job, but still... it was like the kugeki, nothing was found. Nothing at all. So, with one last ditch effort he turned to one final source. The dead. The dead could speak, and they would reveal that in which he sought out. Yet, even now, his actions were bringing him closer than he ever anticipated.

Before him, laid a number of fresh human corpses. Along with multiple living sacrifices. A wooden table stretched out with quite a number of humans staked through the heart for blood to spill the ground. The stench had attracted vile creatures far and wide, all which were slain in attempt to keep the ritual site un-touched, and demonically sacred.

"Every ritual I could find, has been done. Now, to finish it" his words calmly spoken as his posture changed from a seated to a standing over a single body.

"Unholy Sanguinoth, entity of darkness. Here I call your name upon the blood soiled grounds to offer this sacrifice to beacon your attention to hear my plea. I seek but one individual to join allegiance under, I call upon the power of Sanguinoth to seek this individual out, and to help to cut all other ties. I have not but my life to offer, and it is yours for the taking.Hear my words Sanguinoth, and arise from the blood of the many virgin sacrifices that have been made here today. "

Surrounding him still, were the many bodies, and beyond that a large ring of fire, corpses used as fuel for the flames, intertwined with sap and entire logs burned. From the outside, it'd be entirely too hard to see the inside of what was going on in the flames, but on the inside it almost looked like a room in hell itself. The ground was warm, soaked with fresh blood and mud. Crisp around the edges from the immense heat lingering from the fueled flames, with Raiza standing just feet from the center, where a ritual circle had been drawn.

Looking upon the events unfolding Raiza's iron stead will grew cold. His breaths became short as his own heart seemed to double. His mind raced, wondering if this was a good thing. Nothing he had done till now made sense to him, the going to a demonic...no satanic source was a large differential change for him. Even standing here now as the bodies seemed to shift, change to the undying undead, a force that would easily consume and kill him had he taken a single step in a wrong direction, or would do anything to upset the entity he had called upon.

Thats when finally, the runes seemed to give light upon the situation. A deal, a pact, a trade to be precise. Acquiring the wish Raiza wants, and promises of more if he were to trade his soul. A part of him wanted to run, hide and just end it now. However, there was a tinge of his own mortality that altered him. His own reaper form began to be forced to the surface. The 'true him' had surfaced upon force. The 'power' the entity had was not control as of yet, as the deed had not been completed. Yet a black essence began to leave Raiza's body, the part of him that wanted this 'deal' to be made was already winning, and had won. "So, the reaper and the devil make a pact. I accept your terms." his words were cold as his body began to feel limp. His soul was taken from him, but he was not dead...or maybe he was, but still alive. After all, what do you classify the undying anyways. The moment his soul was taken, a new force had entered, he was a true death. His magic began to fade, and even now as Raiza fell to his knees, he felt the h.u.d ability shutting down. Instead in a new place, darker energy began to emerge, but yet untapped. Raiza whom was still recovering was now hit with a new wave of information while the promise had been kept to him.

So the reaper and a devil have made a pact. The Grim Heresy pact to be precise, and the moment Raiza had accepted it he already lost all loyalty to SS, and anyone within it, along with any loyalty to anyone outside of GH in the first place. His mind raced, and already knew those who he encountered who were part of it. Marceline came to mind quickly, so... this was the guild that she was part of and yet spoke nothing of. The entity Raiza called for, was indeed just the master of the guild, or at least 'group' that Raiza was seeking out, and yet he had no clue.

"I see, so you didn't answer before as that'd fulfil my wish without my part of the deal. Its an honor to meet you Goddess Eris" his words etched into his own mind as he spoke. His body began to rise and ash was already falling from his body. He seemed changed, he was no longer breathing, his heart had stopped beating, yet he stood ontop of a burning pile of ash, feeling almost no change, aside from freedom. Something was different though. This change occured too fast and far too well. It was as if a prior event had caused this change to be sped up. That event was the vampiric bite of Marceline, whom had bitten him but his own magic fought off the vampire infection. Except one problem, Eris's magic was able to amplify this, causing his body to accept the undying gift. In this turn, Raiza had become a vampire through Marceline's bite, and added undying through Eris. His mind clear as he clenched his fist feeling a darker infuse of power, while the thoughts of savage skull lingered, they were not thoughts of loyalty, but rather...neutrality. He didn't care for the guild anymore and it was apparent when his own guildmark was currently being burned from his flesh and re-healed at a rapid place, a healing process that took every nerve in Raiza's body to not pass out from the sheer pain as the tattoo'd guild mark was finally removed after minutes of torture through flames.

"Thank you for answering my beckoning call Goddess. I can only hope to serve you to your standards. I feel so much more free than ever now" his words brought a smile to his face, waiting to see if Eris herself would show up, or if the meeting was already done. He still had to go see the palace after all.

After everything was said and done, Raiza stood before a citadel, the temple of the undying. Even a breath here would kill most. Luckily for Raiza he no longer needed to breath. His mind wandered as each step took him closer and closer to the structure. Words were not even needed at this point, but yet Raiza almost wished Eris had spoken to him, responded in a verbal sense to allow him to know he did the right thing to appease her. It ached in his mind, and yet it did not bother him. His mentality right now was so wild that he was like a machine ascending the stairs to his new home.

Thoughts trailed inside his mind. Thoughts and memories of everyone he once was loyal to, cared for, or even loved. All of those thoughts meant nothing unless they were related to grim heresy. One thought in particular was that of Marceline, and the vampiric bite she gave him. The vampire venom took hold of his body very much later due to his body having fought it off. Yet there was a difference in his body. Eris's magic had turned him into an undying. What was he now? A vampire? Partially...yes. Though now his clasification was far from mortal human with some gamer magic. No, already now he felt the new infusion of magic taking hold. His body was adjusting to it still as it threatened to burst from his body. A tool that needed to be re-tamed, but yet he still did not worry. His attitude was already far too driven to care, he would re-adjust and move on soon, move on to his home, and his new life.

Even walking into the building now, Raiza smiled, dark essence taking hold of his body as he moved effortlessly until he was no longer seen, he had to go get accustomed to the new place. "Goddess Eris, thank you again. I do hope to talk with you some day" His words were quite simply almost drone like still. He wasn't controlled, but he wasn't all there either. His mind was still racing, still changing. His body was still changing too, and eventually within the palace his body would collapse from the shock, the change, and everything that had happened.

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