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[16:19] Ra'Kamel says, "Greetings Denier."
[16:19] Denier observes the demon for a few moments. "You possess a rather high content of Tyrium. Do I know you?"
(Denier Nevus)
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[16:21] Ra'Kamel nods look at the man covered in tyrium. " Indeed. My body is comprised out of a lot of Tyrium."
(Ra'Kamel)
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[16:24] Leoda says, "Artie, come here please."
[16:25] Artaghh says, "Sure thing."
[16:25] Leoda whispers something.
[16:26] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "I am a little far from my current objective."
[16:26] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "So I need to k-keep up. Hihi."
[16:26] Whisper asks, "Of what?"
[16:26] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:27] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:27] Denier tilts his head a moment, his eyes, while normally portrayed neutrality, were seeming to hold a deal of negativity. He felt as if he knew the demon by it's nature, his own tyrium shifting like fluid around hid body before settling again into the near organically malleable film of metal that coated his skin.

His eyes focused on the Tryium demon before him, just beyond his form's physical being. His mind diving into a hypothetical examination measure. In his mind the tyrium that comprised Ra'kamel's form was given an unknown identifier as the wheels in his mind began to turn. It was simplistic the manner in which he compared the Tyrium before him on a metaphysical scale, possessing a particular signature unique to the wielder as any spell would possess. But what was this particular identifier that seemed to hold a trace of his own influence and yet more of another-

His mind collapsed as he blinked.

"You've changed, Alex, or should I say, Ra'Kamel?"
(Denier Nevus)
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[16:27] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:27] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "I need to become 'useful' at least strenght wise."
[16:27] Leoda whispers something.
[16:27] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:28] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:28] Whisper says, "I guess, I mean...I just wanna have fun."
[16:28] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:28] Leoda whispers something.
[16:28] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "And sadly the clock tickling against me.."
[16:29] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:29] Leoda whispers something.
[16:30] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:30] Whisper seemed to be unable to add anything vocally, not good at being sentimental in such a way.
(Whisper)
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[16:30] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:31] Whisper asks, "So, what are you growing?"
[16:31] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:31] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "Poppylus."
[16:31] Chroma Zanders says, "Hey Hoodie."
[16:31] Gray Rosenkreuz asks, "What you been up to?"
[16:31] Whisper asks, "Yes...bandana?"
[16:32] Chroma walks over and places a hand on the Hooded individual's head
(Chroma Zanders)
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[16:32] Whisper dodges
(Whisper)
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[16:32] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:32] Nah, B
(Chroma Zanders)
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[16:32] Leoda whispers something.
[16:33] Leoda whispers something.
[16:33] Oh shit, gets rekt.
(Whisper)
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[16:33] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:33] Whisper says, "H-...."
[16:33] Chroma Zanders asks, "You been staying out of trouble?"
[16:33] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:34] Leoda whispers something.
[16:34] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:34] Leoda whispers something.
[16:34] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:34] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:35] Leoda whispers something.
[16:35] Leoda whispers something.
[16:36] Leoda whispers something.
[16:36] Seems to struggle to speak as they now have a hand on their head, Chroma would notice two small bumps other then the top of where their hair would be. Shivering as they felt the pat on the head.

"Y-yes, I have been. Why would you ask me such a question?" Trying to keep their cool
(Whisper)
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[16:36] Leoda whispers something.
[16:36] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:36] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:36] Leoda whispers something.
[16:36] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:36] Leoda whispers something.
[16:37] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:39] Leoda whispers something.
[16:39] Squinting now, the Paladin would notice the bumps underneath the hood, as the hooded child answered his question. "Mnh?"

However, being cheeky as always, he'd go to scratch at them, as he assumed they were either Leia buns, or maybe horns of some type all whilst replying, "Eh? Just worried you'd get stabbed or something for looking so damned shady. But, maybe I'm just being overzealous."
(Chroma Zanders)
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[16:39] Artaghh whispers something.
[16:40] Indeed the demon had mutated beyond its original form. The Tyrium core that had once held its shadowy incorporeal body together had now been expelled to become an outer armor for the Kaor demon. Its body resistance to most spells as it would absorb a great portion of the hostile magic and repair itself through the use of his own dark magic.

The Tyrium was no less his own special variation. As the shadows enveloped the ore like natural body armor around his body the demon would begin to extend his wings to show Denier the full specs of his abilities.

Like tentacles worming their way towards those who had magic the anti magic would spiral forth. The square of Dawn those could feel almost a vacuum or a tornado had been spurred but all though they felt the tug of anti magic the demon had only been absorbing the ambient chaotic magic that Dawn neglects within its atmosphere. A source of great power for a Demon like Ra'Kamel. But truly it merely wanted to show off to Denier.

" Keh thank you you're not the first mortal to praise me on my new form. However to me this is not enough. I must continue to master my own abilites and push beyond my current status it is the only way true power can be established. " The spark of occultic anti magic stirred. Grey in nature and made it as if portions of reality distorted to some degree.

The demon eyed Denier knowing full well the expression he had been making knowing this man for the few years he had been on Agartha he came to know his traits well." What are you planning? I'm sure you're thinking of something in your head Denier. Would you like to share it? I'm all ears. "


(Ra'Kamel)
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[16:41] Chroma Zanders says, "Pretty badass, Metal Demon."
[16:42] Chroma Zanders asks, "I've got a whole bunch of Tyrium in my shop, if you want to uh....eat it? Or....something?"
[16:42] With each movement of Chroma's hands, they would become more and more shiver induced. Very briefly, one of their legs twitches...

"Why would I get s-stabbed..? D-..dawn isint really sunshine and rainbows....a.."

They suddenly shrunk down into their seat, already broken.
(Whisper)
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[16:42] Ra'Kamel says, "Keh, I'll take you up on that offer sometime."
[16:46] Didn't need much more indication than that, he'd just keep scratching with a stout chuckle. "Pffft, yeah. That's a reaction alright."

These weren't horns or hair statements, but indeed ears! He still didn't know a thing about them really, but this was an indication that they were one of 3 sub-races of one another. He was mainly content with this action though as he was bored, and it didn't seem like much else was occurring other than the Demon agreeing to eat some of his Tyrium.

"You should see about purifying yourselves into Cold Iron. Denier, and Ra'. It's much more refined, and useful. An evolved Tyrium."
(Chroma Zanders)
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[16:48] Whilst Chroma was busy indulging himself in such a way, suddenly without warning canines would be exposed, slowly reaching towards Chroma's hand as it rest there, whilst he was distracted with conversing from the distanced metallic demon.

Whisper charges forward and attempts to bite Chroma's hand, it wouldn't exactly be permanent injury or anything, just enough to hurt.
(Whisper)
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[16:52] While not really paying attention to his petting spree, the Red Paladin was promptly bit, letting out a yelp as he squinted down to the possible Ookami/Kitsune/Nagual. It hurt a bit, but due to armor, he'd live and it didn't even draw any blood, but he'd rub his hand with a grumble.

"GAH!? Shit...stupid, hood cat..." he'd let out.
(Chroma Zanders)
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[16:53] The Tyrium scientist seemed to retain a single pose through his day, hands clasped behind his back while at rest, tilted forward ever so slightly as he shifted slowly around the demon, though with a lack of movement from his perspective, the world itself moved for him. The anti-magic seemed to move through the magi's body as if he simply was not there, his own wavelength mimicking that of Tyrium itself. So long as the properties of Tyrium itself was all that Ra'Kamel had to work with, and Denier too possessed it, he would not yet be affected until Ra'Kamel could find a way to work the energies to their full potential.

"Fascinating. Your expression of Tyrium has started to advance to the same control level as my own. However where you manage to shift the fields to your need of drawing in, I retain mine to shutting out." The scientist finished his circling of the Demon and shifted his stance, no longer tilted forward, simply standing upright in the distorted sphere of gravitational influence.

"That was an idea, Chroma, as that was the study of my hypothesis for roughly one year's time. The question posed 'how to refine Tyrium into cold iron without energy magic'. And the answer has been made simple, though without such precise control over energy, quite volatile. Being that I assisted you in becoming what you are today, such should be on the same principal between the two of us. On hypothesis that the mana you maintain is still occultic as was experience when symbiotic fusion was achieve, however brief. I trust that you have gained from such a symbiotic process a measure of my own signatures in magnetic manipulation of metal and refined them to your own being." He slowly lowers to the ground until he stood connected to the earth, energy flowing to him from the cosmos on the faintest trickle ofcosmic influence.

"If you are prepared, we may attempt to.. Evolve as it were, Ra'Kamel. You in body, myself in power."
(Denier Nevus)
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[16:53] Whisper says, "Aha...don't pet strangers."
[16:53] Whisper exclaims, "Let that be a lesson, mhm!"
[16:54] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "Hihihi."
[16:55] Chroma Zanders says, "Yeah yeah.."
[16:56] Ser Artaghh would nod steadily along as he listened in on the interactions between the demonic assembly of Tyrium and Denier Nevus, a bit of the inner workings of their interactions certainly going over the bald paladin's head. Yet, he found the talk to be refreshingly new at least, and would dredge out an oily cloth from his left silvery sabaton before beginning the relaxing process of polishing away at his mithril long sword. Just another day in Dawn.
(Artaghh)
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[16:56] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "Never seen Chroma 'caring' for anyone else before."
[16:57] Whisper says, "He likes little girls."
[16:57] Whisper exclaims, "Obviously!"
[16:58] Nate Kreed says, "I think Chroma is a closet Chivalier."
[16:58] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "He saw your.. face"
[16:59] Whisper exclaims, "Aha..!"
[16:59] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "Hihi."
[16:59] Whisper says, "No he hasn't Gray."
[16:59] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "Ohh."
[16:59] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "He is safe then."
[16:59] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "Hihi."
[17:00] Nate takes off his exterior cloak and tightens his garments to his person. Pushing his belongings in his parcel and up against the pole, Nate lowered himself onto the grass and began to work out! He started with push up. Anything that would involve the face of his back was a no-go at the moment.
(Nate Kreed)
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[17:01] Nate Kreed exclaims, "Gotta get strong quick!"
[17:01] Chroma Zanders says, "Eat paint."
[17:01] Chroma Zanders asks, "Also, girl?"
[17:01] Whisper says, "Well uh yeah..."
[17:01] Chroma Zanders says, "What the fuck? I thought you were a dude."
[17:01] Nate Kreed exclaims, "*Huffs* Paint isn’t edible Chroma!"
[17:01] Artaghh says, "I mean."
[17:01] Whisper says, "I get that a lot."
[17:01] Chroma Zanders says, "You haven't tried hard enough."
[17:01] Artaghh says, "The same coul' be said abou' yer wife Chroma."
[17:02] Freya Vishkar asks, "Nate's a girl?"
[17:02] Whisper slowly loses self confidence inside
(Whisper)
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[17:02] Chroma Zanders says, "Maybe in her youth."
[17:02] Nate Kreed asks, "WHAT!?"
[17:02] Chroma Zanders says, "You haven't seen Morgan in lingerie Behe--alight I'm not Josephine"
[17:02] Whisper says, "Gross."
[17:03] Chroma Zanders says, "Shut up you."
[17:03] Freya Vishkar says, "What's Lingerie? "
[17:03] Chroma Zanders says, "Adult clothes."
[17:03] Whisper says, "Its what adults do when they night time dance..."
[17:03] Gray Rosenkreuz asks, "Adult clothes.. like the big sizes?"
[17:03] Whisper exclaims, "And then boom, the baby comes out!"
[17:03] Chroma Zanders says, ". . ."
[17:03] Whisper says, "Obviously.."
[17:03] As if it were a question that even needed to be answered. For demons evolution beyond their natural powers was all that mattered to them. Moving to a stage that was unique and still powerful. However perhaps unlike most Demons Ra'Kamel did not strive to be the strongest. He merely wanted to become -strong- A master in his own ability and an asset to anyone who saw the potential the demon had. As Denier was one of those people he would do whatever it took to allow them both to improve.

As Denier had experimented on Ra'Kamel during his elemental stage although it was a horrid memory the demon could still feel its particles of Tyrium had evolved along side him still resounding within Denier. He wondered what sorts of adverse effects would possibly occur from having demonic anti magic laced within his body but the Tyrium magi did not seem effected by it. As the particles left behind in his own body by Denier had given him better control perhaps the parts Ra'Kamel left beyond would create something interesting within time. Seeds that have yet to grow to their full potential.

" I am always ready to improve upon my power. There is no other mortal I trust beyond yourself to do this task and if I am able to accel my powers beyond that of my current state assistance is required. Let us both evolve into a higher stage Denier. " Perhaps the only mortal person the demon had come to acknowledge perhaps due to their common love of knowledge or their eerily similar choices of magic and body compositions as if they were attracted to each other through magnetic forces. A fatal attraction that would perhaps lead to massive repercussions down the line. But only the future held those secrets.

(Ra'Kamel)
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[17:03] Chroma Zanders says, "What box have I just opened up..."
[17:04] Gray Rosenkreuz asks, "So is like a cult?"
[17:04] Chroma Zanders says, "No."
[17:04] Anna Ultovex asks, "Chroma, why do you keep doing this?"
[17:04] Whisper says, "Yes."
[17:04] Chroma Zanders says, "I was clarifying.."
[17:04] Chroma Zanders says, "Bah, whatever."
[17:04] Freya Vishkar says, "I mean, I'm wearing adult clothes. "
[17:04] Anna Ultovex asks, "Why do you need to mention your wife in lingerie?"
[17:04] Freya Vishkar says, "Is this Lingerie? "
[17:05] Chroma Zanders says, "No."
[17:05] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "Ask your father."
[17:05] Chroma Zanders says, ". . .Don't."
[17:05] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "Hihih."
[17:05] Whisper says, "Cooties."
[17:05] Freya Vishkar says, "Does my dad wear it? "
[17:05] Chroma Zanders says, "HA."
[17:05] Chroma Zanders says, "I hope not"
[17:05] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "I don't know either but analyzing the reactions it seems like something adults do in private."
[17:05] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "Like when Josephine mentions Vedran at night and they cover my ears."
[17:05] Nate tried to focus on his repetitions and sets.
(Nate Kreed)
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[17:05] Whisper covers their own ears right now, unable to process all these adult things AHHH
(Whisper)
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[17:05] Freya Vishkar says, "Oh! They play checkers, Gray. "
[17:06] Artaghh says, "Hmm."
[17:06] Freya Vishkar says, "That's what Josephine said. "
[17:06] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "Really? I didn't knew that."
[17:06] Artaghh says, "Oughta go'ta Crafthold when Sirocco's aroun'."
[17:06] Chroma Zanders says, "Ok. Next topic."
[17:06] Anna Ultovex says, "Chroma, do something like this again and I will report you."
[17:07] Chroma Zanders says, "Shut your trap Ann."
[17:07] Gray Rosenkreuz asks, "Was your hair always red Chroma?"
[17:07] Chroma Zanders says, "Aye."
[17:07] Whisper says, "Also don't pet me."
[17:07] Whisper says, "Im sensitive on the head."
[17:07] Chroma Zanders says, "I didn't know you had fucking cat ears."
[17:07] Chroma Zanders says, "But, now that I do. Sure thing."
[17:07] Whisper says, "Its not cat ears."
[17:07] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "Cat ears? Mmm."
[17:08] Chroma Zanders says, "Sure."
[17:08] Gray Rosenkreuz asks, "Hey Freya what hair color your mother have?"
[17:08] Freya Vishkar exclaims, "Purple!"
[17:08] Freya Vishkar says, "It's lighter than Dads, so it looks like I took more of my mom's hair than my dad's. "
[17:09] Chroma Zanders says, "Yep."
[17:09] Whisper says, "<Why did I have to be born with pruple hair>"
[17:09] Whisper looks at Freya awkwardly
(Whisper)
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[17:10] Gray Rosenkreuz says, "Ohh.."
[17:10] Whisper says, "So uh..Gray."
[17:10] Whisper asks, "Wanna like, go this way?"
[17:10] Whisper points at a random direction
(Whisper)
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[17:11] Gray Rosenkreuz exclaims, "Uh.. Okay!"
[17:11] Whisper howls into the air, picking up Gray and dashing off super quickly.
(Whisper)
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[17:11] Chroma Zanders says, "Holy shit."
[17:11] Chroma Zanders says, "She's fast."
[17:11] Artaghh says, "It happens."
[17:12] Nate Kreed exclaims, "Ahhg! Fight the burn!"
[17:14] Freya Vishkar asks, "What are you doing?"
[17:15] Nate Kreed says, "Working out! I gotta get stronger."
[17:17] Freya Vishkar says, "I bet I could do more push-ups than you. "
[17:17] Denier's motivations to assist were a constant drive for the man. He had nothing that he did not give for the pursuit of others to do better, be better. Where once the man was but a child wishing to destroy everything, actions had caused him to evolve beyond a single goaled machination of power to one that studied, compounded and advanced his own means. Though in time without realizing, Advancement became exponentially greater while it deprived him of the humanity that he sought to connect to.

With the response of the demon he had given part of himself to, and received in return a glimpse of potential peace. Though how peace would be achieved was something that was far, far from humane, bordering an atrocity. But he had found it needed to be done, and thus..

"Then we must exert every last molecule of mana in our systems, outwardly through our Tyrium shells that it comes to know our mana as ours, to not only mold the Tyrium to our power as needed, but to bond the Tyrium to our very essence. Then, should my hypothesis be proven right, it should recognize our power and shift from the all-devouring state of Tyrium, to the tamed and ravenous state of Cold Iron. Were we competent energy magi it would be easier to create a steady flow of energy over the tyrium with our respective mana-signatures until it adapted. But as such, we must break the will of the power that holds it." Denier removed one hand from behind his back as he spoke, motioning around as if to express 'anywhere but here', as the effects that would be presented from such an experiment would be.. devastating to the land around them. A demon of occultic influence and a scientist that commanded the cosmos were likely to create rather excessive visible spectacles.
(Denier Nevus)
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[17:21] Freya Vishkar says, "Nate! Push-up contest. "
[17:22] Nate Kreed exclaims, "How about you just do them till it hurts!"
[17:22] Nate Kreed says, "It would be fruitless for you to win a contest with an injured man."
[17:22] Vedran Ivanovich says, "Evening, Freya."
[17:22] Freya Vishkar exclaims, "Good evening, Mr. Vedran!"
[17:23] Vedran Ivanovich asks, "How does it feel ta' see your mother out 'nd about, again?"
[17:23] Freya Vishkar says, "I was so happy! I got to fight with both of them watching. "
[17:23] Freya Vishkar says, "Sadly, I did lose in the end against Vaan. He's very hard to fight. "
[17:23] Chroma Zanders says, "Yeah that was certaintly a surprise.."
[17:24] Vedran Ivanovich says, "Glad to see the er' back."
[17:24] Vedran Ivanovich says, "And I'm unsurprised-- Vaan is Vel's kid."
[17:24] Chroma Zanders says, ". . .Yeah. Though, Freya."
[17:24] Freya Vishkar says, "But I should've beaten him! "
[17:24] Chroma Zanders says, "You should get some pratice."
[17:24] Chroma Zanders says, "Fighting Blankets."
[17:24] Chroma Zanders says, "Or, at least that's what I call those style of magi."
[17:25] Nate Kreed asks, "Hnng- Nyeh! Fre-ya! Who’re your parents?"
[17:25] Chroma Zanders says, "Alvi could help."
[17:25] Chroma Zanders says, "If you can get used to them, and their tactics."
[17:25] Freya Vishkar says, "My parents are Alastor and Franziska. "
[17:25] Chroma Zanders says, "They become easier to you."
[17:25] Freya Vishkar says, "That's true, Chroma. "
[17:26] Chroma Zanders says, "For instance, I know how to fight Holy Water in my sleep."
[17:27] Freya Vishkar says, "Well, I was still using my practice sword. "
[17:27] Whisper whispers something.
[17:27] The demon got the gist of what Denier was saying they would have to expel their magics as to reshape the Tyrium and refine it through their own methods. A process that would take no doubt a longer and more grueling effort due to them not possessing energy magic but a nod of Gratitude Chroma's direction for his comments about cold Iron.

" Let us move North towards the tundra's near the mountains. No on will bother us there and we can expel as much of the magic we need in hopes of reforming our bodies. " Knowing that if it released even a true portion of its full power wildly within Dawn it would be seen as an incredibly hostile action.

Most of the non magi within Dawn were already quite weary of the demon from hearing the rumors about its curse and how it afflicts those who either wander too close or stare directly into the demons eyes without some sort of magical resistance to curses.

" If only we knew of a competent energy magi that could aid us in this I'm sure the process would be far smoother but alas we will make due with our own abilites if we must. Let us be off then " the demons voice echoed through its metallic body. Like a man speaking from within its armor the soundwaves bounced and vibrated from its frame. Its wings ejected and it began to levitate knowing Denier was capable of flight as well it would begin to slowly raise itself north towards the Snowy mountains.


(Ra'Kamel)
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[17:27] Gray Rosenkreuz whispers something.
[17:28] Gray Rosenkreuz whispers something.
[17:28] Gray Rosenkreuz whispers something.
[17:28] Freya Vishkar says, "I've had this steel rapier since I was twelve. I'm close to using my new one. "
[17:28] Whisper whispers something.
[17:28] Denier Nevus says, "Let us travel then."
[17:28] Gray Rosenkreuz whispers something.
[17:29] Kairi says, "I think I'm going to try and climb that mountain, now."
[17:29] Kirsi Ó Cnáimhín says, ".. Nothin, I guess.."
[17:31] Ra'Kamel says, "This place should be far away enough from any civilazation."
[17:32] Denier Nevus says, "Indeed. This will allow growth without identification, and without excessive backlash."
[17:39] Ra'Kamel says, "yup"
[17:42] Denier looked over the top of the mountain, viewing out over the land from perhaps one of the highest points in Agartha accessible by foot. It was cold, the air was thin and the lack of much presence made it the prime location in which to perform the potentially Nuclear test that needed to be done in order to aid the Kaor in becoming stronger, and himself in becoming more resilient. He slowly removed his armor and upper clothing, leaving no metal left on his form and only a pair of shorts.

"First, draw in as much energy as you are able until you feel as if you draw in any more you will injure yourself through overloading what mana circuitry you possess. Like so.."

Denier slowly took a deep breath as the stars above began to give off a twinkling of white lights, falling slowly upon the area and moving towards Denier like a slow falling snow. The energy of the cosmos slowly exchanging itself in his body to his own mana, the excess that would be used to amplify his spell potential converting at a slower pace as his mana circuits started to grow strained, overflowing and still being forced open wider. Denier grit his teeth at the feeling of the immense pressure that was already contained within his body.

"And when.. you reach.. your maximum potential.. Let it all.. out at.. once.. when the pain.. becomes.. too much." Still denier pulled from the stars to absorb even more of the cosmic gift.
(Denier Nevus)
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[17:53] Flying up towards the empty Tundra the demon had took its time to explore and observe many parts of Agartha, Feeling this place as cold and empty as it was would serve the perfect place for their ritual. The demon watched as Denier bathed himself in cosmic magic something that had been established between himself and his star.

As Ra'Kamel observed for a moment he would begin to connect to his own entity. drawing an Occultic power Ritual onto the ground with its mastery of Runes the demon slowly rose up and began to do as instructed. the demon would then begin draw in as much energy as it could possibly maintain, and beyond that.

Absorbing the ambient chaotic magic that lingered within Dawn, Within the rest of the world. Even if it was beyond his scope the demon would still draw in as much as possible. Magic as the demon could maintain. Any animals or creatures caught within the radius of Ra'Kamel's absorption radius was immediately killed and its magic extracted. If it had not been for Denier's own ability to nullify Tyrium effects on his body and the Demonic particles of Ra'Kamel's own Tyrium working within him he would've have felt the adverse effects of the Voidlings power as well.

As it scrambled to Summon a greater and larger amounts of Mana to influence his control of Tyrium the armor like Tyrium body could be seen being blown out Expanding due to the building up of mana within its body. Like hard metallic clangs the mana pressure continued to rise.

Demonic blood would trickle down its arms and body. Bursting free from the pressure of mana build up within his body but to become something it needed to do this it needed to reach its maximum to master not only his occultism but its true power as well one that the void had granted it with its unique form.
(Ra'Kamel)
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[18:19] Denier felt a faint shift in the world as Ra'Kamel's drawing power of Tyrium grew, matching his own growth rate, but where the man contained his in a state of energy, Ra'Kamel managed to convert the energy into a mass. Where Ra'Kamel's body was growing, that which surrounded them dying, wilting and decaying, that which was close to Denier grew more resilient to the effects of the magic, a field of great pressure expanding in relation with Ra's own growing form.

The sound of metal began to grow vibrant as the magnetic potential of Denier gave way to the sudden influx of power, the metal beginning to vibrate on his skin until it began to grow heated against his skin, each molecule of Tyrium starting a process of being refined yet again.

Then it began for the man, the pain had become too much, inward and outwardly the man let out a scream as mana circuits burst open and the world around was assaulted.

A large blast of cosmic energyflowed through his body, expressing themselves in a severe flood of golden energy burst through the tyrium that coated his body, at first flooding from his body like a pair of golden wings, quickly breaking down into a shell of golden cosmic energy that enveloped him and grew as all of his energy began to escape his form, flowing through the tyrium in all directions in aims to tame the metals through sheer force of will.

It obeyed and gave heed.

The metal structure losing some of it's blackened shade as the draw became subservient to his own power, no longer would it aim to feast upon his mana as any others, no, it would feast upon those in which he desired, to protect him above even itself. As the cosmic star-shell expanded, the tyrium became cold iron.. but that was not the end of the ordeal. No, with such rampant energy came the side-effects of his hypothesis.

The body-forged star held in the air for a short time. And for a time, he was the star, but such as with his fusion with Ra'Kamel to enhance the demon's potential, the change in mind-state was brief if not enlightening of his own potential.

The star trembled and shifted, and a sense of dread filled those that might remain under whatever influence he once held. The star began to shrink, then expand, shrink and expand once more before the energy, a golden hue, shrunk down to the size of the man in a simple sphere, as bright white as the snow, his eyes shut a moment, then opened a radiant gold before the earth trembled and the star turned into a violent supernova atop the mountain.

Likely in tandem with Ra'Kamel's own externalized expression of mana, the supernova would begin to decimate the landscape around him, only lessened by the Kaor's own draw of mana, stones grinding unto dust and burning away, snow vaporizing and being blown outward as if a hurricane had reached the tallest peak, calling forth a avalanche at the lower levels of the mountain and a golden light to shine out over all of Agartha that managed to look their way.

In a nuclear scale explosion, a star had been born and died, a scientist clad in Tyrium, reborn a man clad in Cold Iron.

One would hope only to survive the explosion to witness his rebirth.
(Denier Nevus)
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[18:38] The demon had been gathering the ambient mana that it drew within itself its body puffing out and expanding in mass as the mana it stored within its own body grew and grew and grew the demon looked as if it was a metal balloon on the verge of exploding. Occultic energies would rise and the vortex of mana stopped suddenly. The demons eyes glazed over prepared to take it to the next level by expelling all of the energy it had stored now.

using its gravity magic it suspended itself within the air. Gathering vile occultism around its body creating an exterior shell around itself a black cocoon that stored the demon within at its epicenter. Of course by manipulating his gravity and darkness magics together he was able to give the darkness density and mass making it as thick and hardy as any ore or metal, If not more so.

The weighted shell began to compress he inside of the cocoon filled to the brim with high density gravity the likes no mortal or even normal demon could hopeto withstand. This immense pressure like a standing underneath a waterfall or diving into the unexplored depths of the ocean would be the force to re forged the demons body. As Ra'Kamel roared in pain and endured the immense pressure it had been forcing upon itself the demon's eyes narrowed nearly collapsing underneath its own power.

Yet it continued to force massive waves of occultism and gravity onto itself using the runes it etched into the surface of the mountain to give itself a boost in its own power. And Like a Nuclear bomb the demons power exceeded that of the cocoon it created. The resounding explosion forced upwards towards the stars could be seen i'm parallel to Deniers beam of cosmic magic aiming to connect itself with the void once more


As Ra'Kamel could feel once more the voids presence lingering within the back of its mind it could feel its occultism rising. Its body becoming tempered and dyed blacker and blacker by the occultism of high degree the umbral was capable of emitting. As its body emerged from the cocoon its form had changed significantly.

Although its body was a black chrome its body was no less than Cold Iron of the purest form touched by the void and forged in pure Demonic magic. Perhaps a new element had been created one that only this demon and its body was privy too. Something that would be known as Void Cold Iron an nearly unobtainable substance within the realm of Mortals.

As Ra'Kamel emerged its body would be covered in long spiked protrusions in its body armor. Its tail and claws were razor sharp and could be manipulated into any shape he desired. A lingering effect of Deniers influence on his body he assumed. Yet what was most satisfying was that the flow of anti magic did not flow carelessly or unwanted any longer. The demon had full control of its power and it manifested itself as grey streaks of occultic mana that sparked across its body.

Even the occultism the umbral used had been severely effected As the creature turned to Denier it observed the wings of cosmic energy that spurred from his body, Cold Iron rippled across the magi's body and it seemed now he had achieved the same state as Ra'Kamel...A mighty roar of victory escaped the Kaor's lips as the metaling ringing of its voice echoed beyond the mountains range.
(Ra'Kamel)
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[18:50] Denier slowly turned his head to the shout of victory from the Kaor, observing the change in it's form, the cosmic energy that comprised his overwhelmed existence began to spark and fade, a form he had not yet gained power over but now knew he could attain in this experiment's examination over memory. It was only a matter of time then, to truly ascend to another level of power, a path until now he had not known he had walked.

A small smug smirk crosses his face as the golden light flickered out of existence entirely. Clad in Cold Iron achieved by scientific neutrality colored a dull grey, he observed the Occult tinged Cold Iron colored pitch. A demon and a Scientist, achieving higher states of power if even only a fraction in comparison to some exponential growths others persued. But this was not a game to the scientist, progress was progress and this growth was undeniable.

"Simply marvelous. This means I can now release my Tyrium masking and allow myself respite in my mana expenditure.. I have been expending mana for this entire time that I have had Tyrium attached to my flesh." Let none say the scientist did not endure for his accomplishments.

"Let us hope that none were caught in the blast.. the creatures that your drain had effected are effectively char grilled lumps of meat now, no doubt."
(Denier Nevus)
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[18:58] The demon turned to Denier watching as his wings dissipated, Still observing its surroundings taking notice of the lumps of meat and death that had surrounded them It was true nothing survived there and almost seemingly expelled all of their lifeforce had been drained to the point of invadable death.

"Keh, Demonic magic often requires sacrifices but if any was dumb enough to come towards us releasing that much magic all at once they deserve it. All creatures know fear and are able to ascertain danger after all."

The creatures new body had needed some adjusting too and it could tell Denier too had not yet been fully adapted to his powers just yet. " Now that we have this much control over our bodies we must be sure to achieve higher levels of mastery of the skills we have now. As for me I wish to continue my research into the rifts and the void. only then will I gain true understanding of my nature. What do you intend to do? " The demon stared casually at the man. Exhausted from its transformation it took a knee into a snow bank.

It had underwent and exhausting process and even now its body vibrated with powerful occultism despite its exhaustion. Its soul had expended a massive amount of energy all at once. Yet still remained filled with great power.

(Ra'Kamel)
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[19:04] Not only had denier's expressions of cosmic mana faded, but so too did the gravitational effects around his body that held him up despite the exhaustion that his muscles had gone through from such an excessive rush of energy. He fell backwards onto his rear, then finally lied among his satchel of goods, most of which were singed and required upkeep.

"I do not know yet. I had.. attempted to become pair bonded with another, to be rejected. I have come across an.. impasse. This was the first thing I had the will to bring myself to do. Even logic could not fill that void of desire. As such, I seek to regain my motivation and willpower.. by fighting the undead hordes that provide combat practice and when lucky, material gain as was fought before." Denier truly had lost all motivation and hope, it was his first crush and first rejection, and he had not yet learned to cope. Such was the fate of being born and raised away fromemotions, becoming used to violence. The first glimmer of hope and compassion hurting far more than the abuse ever had.

"For now.. I will rest.. and go over in my mind what levels of cosmic power I had just expressed in hopes to.. utilize them for combat progress."
(Denier Nevus)
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[19:16] Ra'Kamel couldn't quite grasp the situation Denier was in. The demon had no such emotions to compensate for sympathy or love for that matter. Yet the demon could only give Denier advice it thought it could.



" Perhaps if you gave them the heart of their enemy you could better find you more worthy of that ritual. " That seemed like the best option it could come up with. The demon shifted its gaze passed the horizon of the mountain. Both of them used gravitational influences and they were both lying within a pit in the earth this point.

The demon folded its arms and signed it seemed for whatever reason Denier would need time to think about his next actions he had accomplished much and mortal life is fleeting after all.

"Whatever you end up doing you will have my assistance if you need it. Once I obtain the Grimoire of the Void I will be able to finally travel beyond worlds eventually even create my own realm if I gain such strength keh… but good luck in your break Denier I know you mortals are easily stagnated in your emotions. Thus I shall wait until you are ready to engage again. "The demon rose up form the pit aiming to leave the area. It needed to better test its abilities somewhere but for now it would return to Obsidia.

" I shall return to the Blood Volcano Obsidia If you require me for assistance I shall be there. "



(Ra'Kamel)
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[19:18] Denier Nevus says, "I will be here for a time, and then I will return to Crafthold and my home. I have new data to observe, and must get my hands on new materials to study. Arcanium being my next source of study, to find out how to make it."
[19:19] Ra'Kamel says, "interesting until we next meet Denier no doubts in my mind it will be soon."