A battle with the Mimic

Its been months . . . maybe even a year or two for Cyrus, when he was putten into jail by that stupid, ugly golem woman because of defending himself! And after being kept for that long, he was finally released from capitivy by simply a warning from the woman for not doing what he did back then, simply defending his pride!

Things which happened months ago, had a great effect over Cyrus heart. He didn't found humans worthy of trusting anymore, when he simply walked off by one of them and got insulted and fought for his honor and then got jailed for it, when he give them chances to get themselves closer to Dreamer yet they pushed him back and fought him in all dirty manners, suited for humans! He wasn't type now to go around and give chances easily, and indeed he was becoming more zealous over his faith as well.

But for now, he knew, for destroying those who looked down upon him, he needed to get stronger, in prison, sadly he couldn't train nor study, to increase his powers and intelligence, thus wasn't becoming any stronger indeed, maybe he even became weaker, noone knew indeed!

And now, he was in the caves, in deep heart of mountains which linked Marshlands to Grasslands, sitting over a giant piece of rock, covering himself with deep black cloak, resisting against coldness while having his eyes attached to the ground. His mind was really busy, same as his mouth, as he was singing again!

In that state, while he was having slight shakings over his body, he singed, with his beautiful warm voice, yet a cold tone, to get his mind relaxed for a bit, forgetting those stupid humans of the world!


howling at the moon, in the deep cold of the night.  the lone wolf lurks around, expressing its only fright.  it cries out for company, but all he gets is the wind.  blood runs cold, fur collects frost, a hush falls onto his lips this is the lone wolf's silencing, and silence he shall keep.


He singed the poem, sitting over the rock, starring at ground, thinking of where he shall go now, for the strength, for power, for the Dreamer . . .
(Cyrus the Great)
Everyone had their reasons for being where they were. If one wanted to gain stronger, Koh wanted to gain a face. To gain a new personnel to go by, to gain new knowledge and expand his horizons of life. Boredom of course was also a factor and now with his newly gained 'friendship' with the scholar guild, it was now time to try and maybe head back? Find Magnus and ask yet again about the man that Koh sought after. Yes, his actions were clear and with a quick turn he'd leave Danarium on a rock surfboard and made his way to the caves. Where things were gloomy as always.

An array of small fires would burst into life around Koh, illuminate the area around him as he walked through the forsaken, old and dark caves. It would be odd for someone to be here without a light and when singing hit his ears an eerie chill went down its fake spin. Uh-huh this was weird. A man in pitch darkness singing to himself... Whatever tickled their pickle, right? Yet with a sigh, Koh approached like the curious creature he was, looking at the being that stood before him.

The light that flickered around him illuminated the man, and his pale lips almost looked purple in such a bad light... Huh - how odd it was. Did he even notice that Koh stood here? The pre-teen boy that looked around thirteen would sigh before clapping his hands together once, making a huge fire explode behind him and begin bringing more light into the cave then before. "You're odd." A simple comment would escape the young creature's mouth.

(Koh)
As the poem and at same time song came to an end, Cyrus would raise his head and stare to the new figure which just stepped to the range of Cyrus sight in this dark cave, but that wouldn't be a problem as the man had fire orbiting around him, lighting the area while walking closer and closer.

With his cold emerald, yet emotionless gaze, Cyrus would look upon the man while would tilt his head to the side slightly, letting out a deep sigh. Soon he would remove his gaze from him and stare at the ground again, taking deep breaths to calm his nerves down, he wasn't good around new humans this day indeed, but he would once again raise his head upwards, look at the man once again.

He was eating the mana around him passivly but in a very small amount which noone would recongize unless they were really close indeed, yet he was indeed eating it and tasting the mana at every second. And the mana coming from this figure tasted strange to him, it wasn't like anything he had tasted before, clearly a reason for Cyrus to not think of this figure as human anymore, another reason to be more careful . . . afterall Cyrus wasn't stupid like everyone else . . .

"There is no 'Odd' in a world where everything is possible and there are many wonders . . ." His voice was warm yet his tone was cold, he wasn't smiling, nor had any sign of haterd over his face, he was just looking at him, while the shadow made from his hood was covering his face mostly, but the area below his nose was now easier to spot with the Koh fire exploding, letting more light here and there.
(Cyrus the Great)
Well it wasn't that Koh was a man... nor a woman! Yet the male pronouns seemed to fit him the best as no females have been put onto his face before. Well - none of their faces anyway. So with a sigh that creature would step forward! Yes he was not human, and the Neries would be able to feel two presences in one. As if the boy that stood before him was... two different people. How odd and curious but with a smile the mimic would nod. "Huh Nah. Koh knows a species that is really odd."

A bit of a nod is given as he begins skipping around. Tsabo was unique, very unique. "Neries. They are odd." A bit of a firm nod is given as he spoke this comment. Unknowing of the true nature of the man that was being super secretive. "Yes yes." A few more nods are given as he looks at his fire, away from the man. Making a looming shadow appear behind him. "They got cool gems in forehead - but their God. The dreamer is weird. He makes 'em do random stuff. Koh thinks he's bad. Terrible. Bad God to worship." Insult after insult was thrown at all Neries and their beliefs...

(Koh)
Koh words were indeed too much to bear, as it would slowly start to drive the man to point where he throwed his shoulder upwards, making the cloak over them to fall, while he would stand up and stare down upon Koh.

"-sigh- Shut up you ugly creature. What do you even know about the mighty Dreamer to open up your mouth, honestly i got tired of you dirty creatures of this world. Running your mouth and then expect noone to fight or kill you. Worthless, i am not even wasting my time over someone like you"

All the time he spoke, the shadows was covering him, he was boiling with anger, yet didn't wanted to waste his time over stupid creatures such as this which couldn't even talk in a proper way . . . Thus he would turn around and jump down from the rock, direction towards the south, he would start walking away, while shaking his head, disappointed again, at humanity stupidity.
(Cyrus the Great)
Huh? "Koh isn't human. Can't hate something you've never seen." A bit of a sigh is given as he would step forward. "Oh you must be a Neries? Ok ok. Run to your dreamer - sleep maybe? The ugly dreamer will come to in dreams? Yes yes? Cause yano... dreams... Sleep? Are you also so deluded you worshiper nightmares to? Or is it a Nightmarer?" A bit of a tedious giggle would come out. "Ok ok! Have fun!" As he spoke, Koh seemed to grow in size, growing to be around seven feet tall. His clothes was hanging lose on his shoulders and his belly was black, and stretched out. The shadow from the flame grew even more.

"Koh isn't human. Koh can make fun of who he wants." A bit of a nod is given before he returned to a normal child-like size. "Yes yes. Run away. With your gem in your forehead, little dreamer follower... Or wait... Can't follow when asleep! HAHAAHHAHAH" He was getting more and mroe annoying, and it seems he was doing this on purpose. Afterall... the gems that the Neries held interested him quiet alot.

(Koh)
He couldn't take it anymore, the creature was insulting him way too much for now, thus he would halt at his place, reach his right hand for his back, grab the hilt of his axe and pull it out with force while letting out a deep sigh.

Turning around, he would soon charge at the man, without any warning or any kind of word to speak.
(Cyrus the Great)
Yes yes! A fight. The creature would almost dance with delight as did the fires around him. "You are in Koh's domain..." Simple words would be spoken as the ground, ceiling and walls would all begin to shake and quake. Even the fire that stood behind Koh would come to engulf him. He was using earth and fire magic but was that it? "Decay..." the simple word was spoken and with a twist of his wrist several spots on the ground would turn to dust, be heated up and turn into magma that formed a chaotic battlefield for this Neries.

He remembered - they can't use elemental magic. So illusion was most likely a thing. As seen by the copy made be him. He'd need to avoid. He'd need to focus on the main target and that's it. Ignore the illusion and focus on his target.

The Neries who's face he was going to steal.

(Koh)

It seems that the Neries was infact in his domain, so as soon as the fight broke out. Earth, fire, magma and time all collapsed on the Neries. Killing his clone in seconds his target was made clear. With nowhere to hide the victory was swift and quick and with a sigh he landed right beside the Neries who was on the ground, tied with rocks. Unable to move or break out. "Big words for being so little." A little bit of a tease as the Mimic would begin standing on the Neries, stomping on his face and torso, bashing with his boot. When he face was practically destroyed he would go down, and touch his forehead.

"Time to become.... You."

As he said these words, his body would turn into a black goo in clothing. Yet in no time at all, he would transform into an identical copy of the Neries. Horns, gem and emerald eyes all decorated his face. "Yes yes. Am better you." A bit of a nod is given, as he slams a fist into the Neries' face and begins to move away. "Toddles"

(Koh)
Fight soon were to break out between two figure, the other one clearly being far stronger than current Cyrus, had the upper hand, and soon were to superpass Cyrus in many ways, Cyrus fough smartly, made the other creature tired and beaten at most points, yet himself, wasn't at a good shape at all. He was tired, weak from the months of living in a prison, and now had to fight this creature which just started to insult towards Dreamer out of nowhere, Neries were a rare race in this world but this creature knew them and just when he spoted Cyrus for merely few minutes it started its insulting towards the kid, indeed strange.

But it didn't changed the fact that he lost, he fall over the ground and soon would get mimiced by Koh, while being beaten by him and again insults towards him would be thrown, he couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't take the amount of things coming to his young mind.

He was being beaten and insulted whereever he go, nobody accepted him even once, all of them were stupid people, and if they were slightly stronger, drunk from their powers, would start to abuse him in many ways.

Crawling over the ground, moving himself into a small dark corner of the cave, Cyrus would gather up his arms and legs together, and place his head over the wall. For the first time after his mother death, couple of tears started to run down over his face, cheeks and then fall from chin, over the cold ground.

"Oh all mighty Dreamer, forgive me, forgive your weak creation for not being able to guard your name. Forgive me for not being strong enough to cut tongues of those who dare to insulte to your dear name. I am weak, but i want to get stronger, i want to become someone which can spread your name and live a faithful life for you, but why i can't grow like i want, why this world is not listening to your words. . . . "

Words soon would run through his mind, time to time he would even say those words with his beautiful voice, in a complete sad and broke state. But after minutes of crying and just letting himself free, he would take couple of deep breaths and stand back up, his body covered with small wounds from fight, he would walk while repeating words nonstop to himself.

"I will get stronger no matter what. I WON"T ever let anyone to look down upon me nor the mighty Dreamer, they would all die. If they run their mouth in front of me, and i defeat them, i will surely kill them all. When i got stronger, i will burn this world full of heretics to ground. This stupid creatures which are drunk with their powers shall understand the might of dreamer, and fear it. I shall purge all sins, and for that i WILL get stronger!"
(Cyrus the Great)