((hehe. You have no idea how hard it is for me to RP in these forums. I have to hold back so much.... grr Alright, last post before I head off to work. For others that know rifts, this dude's got a HF of 16, and full form, which he attains in this post, is 19)
"prophisized?" He laughed in a totally unwholesome manor. "Prophesy is unreliable. Each prophesy can be deceiving as their meanings are not always as they seem...there are thousands of prophesies that come true in manors never thought of. And many more never become true because their keystone had been prevented from falling into place."
Xio closed his eyes, as if remembering...or receiving, a memory from Xioptoctl, "No. We must keep this war going for all time if need be. Do you think there is no reason... Why neither side has decimated the other in all this time?" He opened his eyes, and they flickered darkly with some alien thought. The whispers seemed to shift, some of them talking of other things that causes a primordial fear to bubble. As they id this the multitudes of faces began opening small, glittering eyes that burned like dark fire. "To keep blades and skills sharp, war is the only viable answer. To fight with all one has is the only way to improve. They are not dead, and should they rise again, that is the time for all of creation to band together. Until then, however, the most efficient way to improve and grow is all out battle. The Old Gods slumber, but they are not beyond waking."
Xio hands shook as the fingers became long, spindly, hard, and sharp. They ended up looking all the world like great spiders attached to his hands. They clicked and clacked across the hardened palms, causing a truly disturbing sight and sound as the whispers spiked here and there. His own face withered and changed, his eyes changing into a pair of gaping mouths with gnashing teeth and forked tongues. and his mouth widened two fold, his sharp teeth glittering wetly their dark amber color."millennia ago, a sect of mad mages attempted to wake an Old God. 'I' was made manifest from Xioptoctl to silence them. I slaughtered the mortals, but I was not able to undo the damage the mages had caused before I arrived... It has been dreaming since, It is restless. Should it waken, all sides are required to be at their full potential. After all, our numbers have yet to recover from that time.... You... were not even in existence when the Battle against the Old Gods occurred. You only know the stories of their neigh unlimited power. Xioptoctl has gifted me with the memory of those horrors beyond measure. I can not let you interfere with existence's only countermeasure against them. For as much as I do not like those aligned with Light, I loath more those that would destroy existence in their deluded attempts to end war, our means of survival." The hundreds of tiny dark eyes gleamed hungrily, "Make your choice, demon."