I am the carrier of Vulcan’s teachings. I will be the one to bring his name honor. I will find a way to bring us home, no matter the cost. |
● The soul of Vulcan
Burns within
Burns within
In a distant area, a man if some could call him that, stood. A legion of what people could call monsters. They were faceless, but there was one thing that could be considered true. There was no end to them. The 'man' didn't look human. In fact, his body was covered from the neck down with armor that seemed to be formed from molten lava that shifted with each strike from him and dealt with him. His face was non-existent. Instead, a torrent of flames existed below a skull-like helmet. In the hand of the beast of flames was a crystal like axe with blood dripping from it. The axe gave off a chilling glow as the man's voice began to resonate in the hollowed skull. "Bring it to me. Give me what I desire. GIVE ME YOU RAGE" He screamed as the monsters began to close in on him. His arm lashed out with the axe and began to cleave through them. As he did, his body began to open up with wounds, leaving molten lava flowing out like blood. On the inside, one could see the unmarked but burnt flesh of his true form.
The fight was fading, and without the will to fight burning anymore, the one now named Roku was fading back to normal. The fire settled as the skull broke away leaving one to see the auburn hair that existed before the rage but it was caked in the black blood of the beasts, and his own from before he changed. His skin slowly returned to the normal it's normal shade, but was left with the deep gouges he'd received fighting. His clothes were torn, and his stance was fading. With his last will, he drew the blade that was at his side. The blood covered blade of Velis, and with one movement, the blade slipped into the air and drew down to create a void. As if it was a vacuum, his body was yanked forward, and into the void. See, normally, the entire method to leave that he'd done requires a destination in mind, but Roku was too close to death, in this case, to focus on one. Instead, he made the mistake like before when he had arrived in this dimension. This time, he didn't slip to a new one, instead he was delivered to a town that had recently recovered from a disaster, and more specific onto a desk of a certain figure. The last thing he saw was a feminine figure with bunny ears and a basket of things that were nearly the same shade as his head. Almost croaking, a voice left his lips. "Help?" And with that, he went silent with his eyes closed.
The fight was fading, and without the will to fight burning anymore, the one now named Roku was fading back to normal. The fire settled as the skull broke away leaving one to see the auburn hair that existed before the rage but it was caked in the black blood of the beasts, and his own from before he changed. His skin slowly returned to the normal it's normal shade, but was left with the deep gouges he'd received fighting. His clothes were torn, and his stance was fading. With his last will, he drew the blade that was at his side. The blood covered blade of Velis, and with one movement, the blade slipped into the air and drew down to create a void. As if it was a vacuum, his body was yanked forward, and into the void. See, normally, the entire method to leave that he'd done requires a destination in mind, but Roku was too close to death, in this case, to focus on one. Instead, he made the mistake like before when he had arrived in this dimension. This time, he didn't slip to a new one, instead he was delivered to a town that had recently recovered from a disaster, and more specific onto a desk of a certain figure. The last thing he saw was a feminine figure with bunny ears and a basket of things that were nearly the same shade as his head. Almost croaking, a voice left his lips. "Help?" And with that, he went silent with his eyes closed.