A BEAST INSIDE MY BRAIN ♣ event

"To save a life, I must fight for more than Ideals."

- Aemon

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A trip to visit the cursed lands wasn't exactly the most enjoyable idea that anyone could stand to have. Fact of the matter aside from the animals that has acclimated and managed to survive the ruthless nature of the cursed lands, there was no other signs of life anywhere. Humans made it a point to stay away from the cursed lands and for the very good reason of how dangerous it was there no matter which area you found. Hostile spirits, savage monsters and anything else you can think of that go bump in the night were all present somewhere in the cursed lands all of which were perfectly good reasons to not go traversing the area but the question of the day was why did Aemon choose to travel to the section of land known as “Fat Monster Land”? That question had complex and as well as a very simple answer to it and that was simply it. The complex answer was that monsters have started to venture outside their usual territory and were destroying the surrounding lands so the magic council out of desperation sent out notice out to any mage able to take the job in order to put down the source of the sudden change in behavior the simple answer was a job and he felt like taking it. By no means did Aemon actually answer to the council nor would he ever find himself under their heel again but even something like this would pull slightly at his sense of urgency. The monsters had a reputation known even to Aemon and it didn’t take much of his imagination to picture the destruction that could come about in the long run. Traversing the cursed lands was a tricky thing too, there was no designated path for anyone to take however if you had some sense of how to hunt then one could make the trip smoother by being able to recognize signs to tell of animals were nearby whether it be by tracks, excrement or any remaining parts of an unfortunate animal falling prey to the rules of the food chain and while the area had creatures much more fierce than average beast but it wouldn’t have been too different from one another. After spending much time talking through woods and constantly using the mentioned hunter tricks he was able avoid any sort of real danger and took a lot longer to reach the border of the Fat Monsterland by using this as his means to travel versus what he had at his disposal and he wasn't the only one knew this to be the case for the roommate tethered to Aemon’s soul was acutely aware of everything that was going on. “You know we could have reached the destination a hundred times faster if we had used our wings and flown here.” This wasn't a question but a rhetorical statement, Both Ddraig and Aemon were both keenly aware of the wings existence and the ease using them would have brought had he utilized them to fly over the cursed lands saving much more time and walking much less. Aemon however remained silent for a moment looking back at the path he just took and then out at the land before him. "It would have done more harm than good." he said out loud speaking to the dragon in his soul, "We might have saved time flying her.." but Aemon wouldn't get to make his point, “would have saved time, don't try to sugar coat it!” Ddraig would shout mentally causing Aemon’s eyes to twitch from the loud outburst followed by a deep sigh before continuing. "buuut, with that time we would have saved such a flight would have taken its toll on both our stamina and drained a fair bit of our mana just to maintain them for the flight." He took the first step across the threshold and proceeded to walk past the sign that read “Fat Monster land.” With the words “DANGER” and “BEWARE” written in capital letters and in red. ”and it would be our luck to have low mana reserves and happen upon a beastie that would need our full power." Aemon had made a good enough point to keep Ddraig silent for a change. "So yes, while the trip by foot was much more physically taxing, I was able to avoid any hostile threats and the physical exhaustion is easier to recover than mana."

Before too long Aemon found himself on a battle already in progress, there seemed to be a young girl battling a small group of one eyed creatures that were easy to identify at first glance. The raven-haired girl was handily dispatching the horde all on her own, "Impressive." stating his opinion openly peering into the distance narrowing his eyes clearly something taking his attention, “Aren’t you going to help the young lady or just stare into space?” Aemon didn’t say anything right away, he instead opened his left hand and created a duplicate of the bow that was stored up in his Weapon Factory as well as materializing his quiver of his cursed arrows secured to the right side of his hip. "She seems to be able to handle herself. We on the other hand have found our own situation to deal with." his voice was completely composed as he reached down to his hip with his right hand and plucked an arrow from the quiver and placed it on the left side of the bow knocking it and then pulling it to a full draw aiming it several meters to the left of the girl’s location and going right for her. Once the first of the cyclops was in range he released the string and let the arrow fly across the open clearing and jabbed right into the neck of one of the monsters. They stopped in place and then turned to charge in his direction but all he could do was smirk, “Why are you smiling? We have a horde of monsters coming right for us.” He quickly drew another arrow to set up to be shot at one of the unlucky horde of cyclops, "Those eyes of theirs make a really good target." he released another arrow this time finding its way into the eye of the first cyclops he had shot at. While it did damage it clearly didn't slow down the beast as he continued with his fellow monsters towards him, "These bastards are tougher than they look." He had eighteen more arrows to shoot at these cyclops and they seemed to be resilient against his arrows so he had a choice to make whether it would be a better idea to attempt to make a lucky shot on one of the ones he didn't shoot yet or if it would be better to gauge how much these bastards can take at any given time. He pulled another arrow out but this time he would knock it on the right side of the bow and quickly draw the string back and released the arrow and repeated this process using every arrow in the quiver and sticking the cyclops with each one but it managed to stay standing despite taking so many of his arrows. "You should use some of my power against this thing." Ddraig had a point but he didn't want to use that power not yet. He released the bow reducing it to blue particles as well as releasing the quiver. "Let's try this first." he would re position his hands and would call forth a new set of replicas, now grasped in his hand were the yin yang twin blades Ailbhe and Ciara. The cyclopse with arrows in it was now with in melee combat range and Aemon remained still waiting for it to swipe at him with his massive hand and once it was fully committed to it's attack Aemon would quickly spin to the outside of the attack and would quickly swipe at the exposed wrist. He would continue to spin slicing with the second sword. It was going to take a while but he had no problem cutting down this tree no matter how many times it would take.

"This Wolrd is big on Justice, even so I’ll never be saved."

- Aemon

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Aemon looked at the Cyclops he had been fighting while he held Alibhe and Ciara out in front of him calculating what his next move would be. The dragon inside him urged him to utilize the power and while he had no doubt that it would be enough to deal with this single cyclops as well as the others it had arrived with but he knew there were more on their way as well as other creatures being drawn to the blood shed being spewed on the field here. If that was indeed the case the beasts could be far stronger which would make this not a sprint to the finish but a marathon of a battle. Before his offensive could be mounted on the Cyclops in front of him he had allowed himself to get distracted by a very peculiar event. Suddenly an arrow stuck into the ground between his legs which caused him to look down at the arrow. When he would bring his eyes up he saw a new comer wearing a white colored out with vibrant red hair flew down and mounted her own unique offense on the Cyclops. "Must be her arrow." he said, coming to that conclusion since she was the only one near him. He watched as she weaved in between the group of cyclops provoking their aggressive nature and causing them to swing at her but miss her and instead smack into another Cyclops. She continued to do so and they continued hit each other until they started to fight on their own without any interference from her. "That’s one way I suppose." he said and reached down to pluck the fiery arrow from the ground and twirled it between his fingers. He recalled his swords and summoned his bow from the weapons Factory to utilize this gifted arrow properly. He knocked it on the left side of the bow and pulled the bowstring to a full draw but before he could bring the bow up to take aim at the cyclops someone had decided to attack his target. Long flowing blonde hair belonging to the beauty with blonde hair that he met during a job. Kitalpha, the queen as she referred to herself, however what she was queen of was still up for debate. He would smirk at her comment though, "It is a nice day indeed but for a fist fight I wouldn’t say so. A hunt is more appropriate for this situation." he would say knowing it may or may not spark a bit of conflict with the queen. He relaxed is drawing arm and lowered the bow down so the arrow was pointing at the ground and not at Kita as she has been known to be called. "but it’s too late to really ask to join me. Looks as if you took already have wouldn’t you say?" referring to the cyclops she had just taken down and then pointing with his forehead at the carnage she had left in her wake before joining in his battle. "And it seems you killed all the prey."

However he was soon to be proven very wrong for the hunt was far from over. "Or I could be wrong." he said looking in the direction new scents had appeared from and soon they would make themselves known to field of battle. There were twelve more Cyclops identical to those that were just slain by the red haired girl and Kitalpha, ten large snakes each with two heads and four creatures straight out of a nightmare.. Chimera. "Well It seems like they are much more organized that the average beast." he pulled the bow to a full draw with his eye aiming down the arrow a red colored cross hair could be seen in the pupil of Aemon’s eye. With the power of his bow he can see the path that the arrow will fly and thus aims it right at the eye of one of the cyclops. He let his fingers snap open and released the fire arrow sending it flying and slams into the eye of one of the cyclops. It yelled in agony and began to swing wildly slamming it’s massive hands into two other cyclops and one of the snake heads forcing it to knock into the other one. The two snakes began to bite at one another while the cyclops with a fire arrow in its eye continued to flail about. "but no matter how organized a beast is just a beast." he muttered but then the voice of Ddraig spoke to him. “I hope you’re not honestly planning on using just your weapons for this. We will be here all day if you do.” Aemon smirked That didn’t take as long as I guessed it would. he let his bow drop from his grip and sent it back into his weapons factory but no. Even if I had all day my weapons wouldn’t be enough for this fight. Using only my swords would get me dangerously close to them and i would run out my arrows before actually making a dent in their numbers. Ddraig would chuckle, “So you finally plan on using some of my power instead of your little toys?” Aemon would shake his head, No not some. I will be using all of it.  Ddraig trembled, “ do you mean…”  However Aemon’s words would not only cut off Ddraig but answer the question he was about to pose. "I who shall Awaken." he started the chant and a red aura flowed around him "I shall become the Red Dragon Emperor and pave the way of Destruction!" More red aura spiked out like a wildfire, "I shall drown you in the depth of Crimson Purgatory!" the Aura now flared out creating a blinding flash of red light and as it dwindled to nothing the change Aemon took would be revealed. Red colored scales had managed to grow on his skin and overlap each other over and over again creating thick layers which would eventually look like plates on a suit of armor however it was much more than that. The red scales connected to the partial forms his body could take, his hand, legs, wings and the tail and expanded on each of these forms. His Emerald colored eyes glowed behind the eye sockets of the helmet from the scales that crept up his body. The light created by his glowing green eyes hardened into dense lense like objects. He let his wings unfold and expand as far as they could go letting them stretch a bit before use. Aside from the Cyclops in pain the other eleven all locked their eye on him as his aura continued to flow from his body and due to his enhanced senses he could see them staring. He took a step forward and his aura grew the cyclops that were aware of his presence backed away and eventually ran off. "Well how about that, they ran off before actually fighting me." but of course Ddraig had something to say but unlike before which was solely in his head the gems that garnished his armor lit up as the dragon spoke and could be heard out loud, “Of course they did. While they aren’t the have never been the most intelligent of creatures their instincts are very much present. The power of a dragon is nothing to be trifled with and they feel as much hence their decision to flee from this place.” Aemon looked up at the remaining creatures, "You might want to give them the memo, they aren’t running away." Ddraig scoffed at Aemon’s words, “That is an unfortunate side effect of your lack of power. If it were me prior to being sealed into that trinket not a single beast would remain here but since your body is acting as the conduit for my power they only sense a small portion of my true power.”

"Wait did you just call me weak?" he asked knowing full well that was what Ddraig had implied. ”One day Dragon I will make you rue those words but until then..." he looked up at the ten snakes and the four chimera still opposing him, "I will take my aggression out on them with this power of yours Ddraig or am I too weak for that too." Once again the gems lit as the dragon spoke, “Don’t be an idiot. Despite your shortcomings the amount of power I am supplying you should make a fight against them no more difficult than cutting through a cake.” The time to talk was done, it was time to fight now for real.  With a flap of his wings he soared through the air targeting one of the chimera to attack. His speed caught the ferocious beast off guard and he grabbed the head of the goat by the horns, one in each hand and yanked the hefty body of the chimera off the ground and pulled it into the air with him. One he reached fifty feet in the air he stopped his ascension and released his grip on the horns and used his wings to fly down to the ground pushed the airborne beast down with him with the applied force on the beast's belly. The snake tail snapped at him but he caught it by its neck and held on while using his free hand to continue to push. He pulled back from and released the snake tail and let the beast smash into the ground with a thud. Clearly stunned by the impact of the throw Aemon circled in the air and quickly descended to the ground landing with both feet on the chest of the chimera. The other chimera wasted little to no time in mounting an assault on Aemon. It lunged at him and lowered it’s ram head while the one Aemon was standing on struck out with it’s snake tail with fangs bared at the Dragon. With a long flap of his wings he pushed himself backwards away from the oncoming attack at watched as the goat head found their horns bashing into Chimera stuck in the crater created by the impact of being driving from fifty feet in the air. "Welsh Dragon’s Tail sweep." he would flex the muscles in his tail and sweeps it across striking the two Chimera that had slammed their heads into their companion. Once the contact was made, his destructive aura was transferred into their bodies and spread like a poison through their bodies causing immense pain in the process. While distracted by the pain racking their bodies closed the distance between them and hit the nearest Chimera with a heavy strike dealt by his right hand and repeated the heavy strikes with his other hand and a hard knee strike. He picked up its damaged body and tossed it into that was also poisoned. "Dragon Nails." red colored aura encased both of his hands taking on the shape of five long mandible claws and attacked the Chimera group, slashing and hacking once, twice three times among the poisoned duo. The Chimera had planted in the ground finally stood up and despite suffering the pain of Aemon’s poison in it the Lion’s mouth wide open. It let loose a loud roar and the shockwave created from the roar raced to him. His wings spread wide open and he put his right hand up, "Rho Aias" a crimson colored barrier was projected from his wings taking the shape of a large shield created from his destruction energy. The shock wave met the shield and while part of it was destroyed the shield would break away and reduce the damage created by the roar by half. Luckily the armor like scales took away some of the damage as well. He had no words he would let his actions speak for him, the Chimera charged at him with its head lowered however despite wanting to meet him head on, Aemon wasn’t about to let that happen and let his wings flap once to let him leap over the horned head of the goat and while above it he held his hand out and let a red sphere gather just past his knuckles, "Dragon Shot." the sphere of red energy shot forward and hit the chimera right in the center of the back. A crack could be heard from the impact and it laid on it’s belly not moving aside from labored breathing.

His attention was then given to the five snakes that were present but since each of the serpents had two heads it seemed like he was dealing with ten opponents. However he knew of a way he could make this to his advantage here. He took to the sky and fly towards the snakes kicking the head of one as he flew by which made it try to snap at the Red Dragon but all that did was confirm what Aemon knew and that was they react and don’t think. Aemon swooped back down in front of one of the snakes and then zipped over in front of another and repeated this until be had all of their attention. They all snapped forward trying to attack but once he saw an opening he flew in between two of the snakes and out between another pair. He did this over and over making them each stretch out and try to catching him unknowing that he was making them get tangled and knotted. Aemon stopped flying and hovered in place with his arms over his chest and watched as ten heads tried to snap at him but they all stopped just short of him. Instead of attacking him they started to snip and bite each other and Aemon would leave them to it and fly up higher but found himself being hurled into the ground stomach first by an unseen gust of wind. Before he could get himself off the ground he felt something reach around him and pull him into the air and once at an insane height it released him causing him to fall to the ground however his wings spread out and he recovered with a barrel roll and then got himself upright to see what it was that attacked him. "Now this is a real treat." he finally said and Ddraig agreed, “A Griffin. It looks like this is getting interesting.” the dragon added to Aemon’s remark. "Looks like we get a Dragon vs Griffin." Aemon soared into the air towards the Griffin as it whipped its wings at him launching razor wind at him and while he could have dodged him easy enough he had a different plan in mind, "Welsh Dragon scaled skin." the scaled armor grew thicker and despite being hit by the wind the extra scales protected him against it as he charged through the wind smashing into the Griffin with a headbutt and put him in position for another attack, "Welsh Dragon Destruction Kick." and with an axe kick full of his energy he slammed the back of his heel into the Griffin’s head and sent it plummeting to the ground but not alone. Aemon closed his wings and let himself fall into a nose dive catching up with the Griffin. Once he was close enough he grabbed a hold of both of it’s wings and pressed his feet into its back and rode it all the way down to the ground where it would crash hard due to not having use of it’s wings to attempt to reduce the impact. Aemon tightened his grasp and leaned over the Griffin with his mouth wide open. A red sphere of energy started to gather in front of his mouth and would continue to grow as the energy gathered before him and as the sphere grew in size it also drew closer to the Griffin "Red Dragon’s Roar!" he released the full blast of destructive energy at the Griffin point blank and connect with the beast pushing it into the ground causing a larger crater to be created where the Griffin was. After the attack he felt the form taking its toll on his body and so he released it reverting back to his human form and his red and black outfit but feel to his knees with Labored breaths and wiped clean of his mana. The Griffin was dead and the dragon had won.