zwetschenwasser
Level: Master Delver

Rank Points: 200
Registered: 05-22-2007
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Re: The Stabbing Game (0)
Algestrox, the archmage of Festendath, hovered in the air above his archnemesis, Zoratxix. "You fool! You know not how many times I have seen this foolish attempt at defeating me. A simple gun has no effect on the robes of an Archmage. "Ah, but this is no ordinary gun, ignorant one. You behold the handgun of Adolf Hitler himself, loaded with a bullet of pure silver." Aiming high at the flowing vestments of the wizard, the fallen angel fired his message of death at Algestrox. "No!" The bullet cleaved the red robe with a barely audible whistle and lodged itself deeply in Algestrox's chest. He plummeted to the ground, faster and faster, until it seemed that light itself moved slower than him.
"You have failed me, proud one." Algestrox's eyes opened slowly, and if in a stupor of darkness. He beheld the shining eyes of Vardath, his omnipotent master, gazing upon him. "Am I not dead?" he wondered aloud. "No. I have saved your soul from the broken body you see before you." Algestrox looked before him, and saw his robed body cleft in two, lying at the bottom of the Crater of Geteit. "Why, master? I was not worthy of your mercy. I have been insolent, too obsessed with my own power to even excercise caution, let alone weakness." "My child, my plan should not confuse you. Although you fail sometimes in your quest of righteousness and virtue, your soul speaks to me in harmony, unlike all the other humans of this earth on which you live. You must go now. I have the tools with which you shall defeat the evil plague in the form of a man who killed you. Follow your inner wisdom, and I shall always be at your side." Algestrox bowed, and as he rose, a shining robe of purple brilliance descended over his soul, and he lived again.
Heaven opened in front of him, and he saw the sky of the Earth many miles below him. "Master, I place my faith in you," he prayed, and cast his spell of teleportation down to the mountain where he had faced his nemesis. Zoratxix was still there. "Alive? Impossible!" He cast aside his earthly garments to reveal the robes of an Archmage, but black as the pits of Hell. "You, an archmage?" exclaimed Algestrox. "You stupid imbecile. Had you never known that I had power greater than you or your master?" With that, he hurled a flaming sword, materialized out of air, at Algestrox. Algestrox willed the sword away from him with a thought, and the two began a deadly struggle of power and magic. The light around them gleamed in a frenzy of attacks of fire, ice, light, and darkness. Algestrox knew it was time. He shouted unto his master for courage, and drew forth a spear of pure gold from his cloak. With the force of a thousand Ophanim, he stabbed Zoratxix through the heart, and it was over.
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Currently working on GaTEB and KDD (never finished the silly thing).
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