[Conquest AT] The Weeping Eye of Obscurity

The city of Dharatan had been the first city Kamae had visited upon his journey here... who would have thought Nero would have ultimately thrown him in the direction of a populated world. Kamae had of course simply travelled here using his own abilities after a certain point but the point was made. The demon currently sat upon a bench in the middle of the city, his hands gently rubbing the gemstone within his chest while he pondered how he had gotten to this point. His work with Derry, his saving of Sobi, his interested in the universe beyond their tiny pocket.

All of it had accumulated to this point, to this singular moment. How many lives had died to his need to go further, to go beyond that which was a single man to now a divinity... He had come to view himself as a god, not just because of his power, but his knowledge, his skills, and his boundary breaking achievements. Kamae was a highly intelligent man, a driven man who had transcended a simple life to now being regarded as a true threat. He was without a doubt, on his way to greater things. Yet there was always more to be done.

The demon watched as the daily lives of the Konatsians continued, blessfully unaware of the massive threat sitting in the middle of their city. How peaceful it was to simply exist... to not have to worry about the future as much as Kamae. He watched as a woman and man browsed the shops, watched as an elderly person was helped after dropping their groceries, watched as a young man bobbed his head to the music within his headphones. His yellow eyes taking in all the sights as he thought of the countless civilizations he had witnessed... that had fallen and disappeared.

Now... Now he brought the light of despair to their doorsteps, all for his own selfish ends. The demon had truly become.... a monster. Unredeemable, and vile to the truest sense of the word. He was... an abomination now. Slowly rising to his feet, Kamae would slowly pace forward till he stood in the middle of the street, cars coming to a screeching halt as they tried to avoid hitting him. The Sankishin soon arriving from beyond the rift behind him, and the people upon seeing this began to grow fearful.

The demon then removed from his pocket the small generator he had brought with him. A smile upon his face as he set it down upon the ground before him, the tiny device appearing no bigger than a small baseball, yet within it was a vast amount of energy. It hummed ominously upon the ground while Kamae adjusted his vest. Now... Now was the time to begin the ritual. Slowly sliding backwards, Kamae fused with the Sankishin once more. The sightless gaze of the Sankishin raising upwards unto the sky.




The light that soon emitted from Kamae's palm giving off an unearthly glow. The generator before him howling to life as it reacted to his spell. The ground beginning to quake violently, the buildings nearby rattling as if a terrible earthquake was coming. The people of the area began to scream or yell in fear, the cars began to try to back up, people began to run as they figured out he was the cause of this massive rumbling. Soon chunks of the ground began to pull themselves free of the roads, buildings began to crumble around him, and the sky... The sky began to darken despite being mid day.

The very air above the city turning a deep red color, the clouds themselves turning a sickly blue in contrast. From them blackness began to rain down, a tar like liquid splattering onto the ground below. The light within Kamae's palm growing ever more brighter till finally, the generator linked to is palm with a steady stream of yellow energy. The two energy sources collecting into his palm and growing. In the distance, sorcerers of the Kashvar then took the signal.

A large group of them all seeming to come out of hiding all at once. Slipping from the shadows in unison before placing their hands forward. Their bodies beginning to glow brightly with dark purple magics which were directed in Kamae's direction. The light within his palm finally taking on a strange hue of purple which then formed a sort of small sun. Kamae was focusing, his energy stabilizing the small magical ball in his palm above his head until finally he gripped his spear tightly then thrust upwards into the ball.

From it would erupt a massive wave of energy, destroying some nearby buildings yet it all seemed to withdraw back into his blade, as if undoing its previous eruption and collecting into the spear of Baal. The blade began to glow a bright purple, its blade humming to life. Kamae took a moment to relish in this moment, his work, his achievements were about to see fruit... A thrill ran up his spine as he drew the blade back in a stance. Now... Now he was ready to write himself into the halls of history.

With a roar, he let lose his slash at full strength. The energy of the blade screeching like a banshee as it was unleashed into the sky. The wave of energy arching higher and higher. There it would stop as it collided with an invisible force, the two forces seeming to fight in equal measure. It was only for a moment until a large crack began to form, white lines forming at the point of impact. The cracks only growing with time until finally, like glass shattering upon the strike of a hammer, the energy passed through.

The rift that was left in the sky was in a crescent moon shape, the ends pointed towards the heavens while the blackness from within seemed to slip free of its confines. A darkness that was colder than cold, a blackness that consumed the light completely. From the wound of the universe, primordial magic began to slide into their own. Like a weeping wound with coagulated blood, the thick tar like substance fell onto the city below and covering the unfortunate people unable to escape. The magic undoing the very fibers of their existence and their bodies breaking down, people could only watch in horror as the poor souls were destroyed. Not just destroyed... but their souls had been completely unmade by the magics.

Screams of the city could be heard all around as they witnessed this horrifying feat of magic. A coldness soon filling the area of the city as all warmth was slowly being siphoned into the nether, being swallowed by the greedy wound in the sky. Now standing amongst ruins, screams filling the air and the stench of death following suit... Kamae could only smile as he got ready to move onto the next stage of the plan... He just needed a little more time.