The throne room within the Qliphoth is aglow with the sheer amount of human blood that's been absorbed into its heart. It pools around the demon king's feet, it's slick on the living walls, even the air is filled with red vapour - all to power its master. The demon king looks bored. He hasn't moved in at least a month - the tentacles growing from him seem almost like the roots of an overgrown tree over a dormant giant. And yet the power he exudes is enormous.
Approaching with reckless bravado, irreverent of the king: "Hey douchebag, miss me?" Glances around, searching for evidence of a month-old battle. "...Where's D████? No body? No dried up D████ jerky? Nothin'?"
When Urizen speaks, his voice reverberates through the hall.
Nefarious Usurper Urizen
"...You've come here to die?"
A scoff. "He talks. ...Urizen, huh? I bet your parents didn't like you much, 'cause your name sucks."
"I am without a name. I am power, absolute."
"Well, No Name--" He takes Red Queen off his back and brandishes her, "I'll be sure to put that on your tombstone."
Lazily, Urizen raises his hand, with the boredom of one about to use a bomb to destroy a gnat. "You will suffer... and... die."
Muttering to himself, "I'll show you dead weight," as he braces his sword for battle. For all his smack talk, he has so much to prove.
The battle is... overwhelming. Without a single sign of exertion, Urizen summons waves after wave of energy blasts - raining down from the air, erupting out of the ground in columns of light, straight beams that sweep the whole room, fireballs larger than men are tall, or even slowing time itself in pockets. And throughout it all, a barrier is protecting him from any attack, powered by this red crystal that blocks every swing of his sword, and every bullet.
"You would so readily throw away your life, child?"
"I'm not interested in you having a winning streak. Now I can break it for ya!"
But the crystal was starting to wear down. With every hit, he chipped away a little more, he just... had to survive the assault. It was working, but every single mistake sent him flying. It's taking him to the end of his rope just to get there, but-- at last, the barrier shatters and he rushes in, bloodied, screaming, slashing Urizen across the palm. Finally drawing blood.
But with a flick, he's swatted away - crashing to the ground. With effort, forces himself back onto his feet with his sword. "It's about time I... landed somethin'..."
Urizen gazes at the cut in his hand. His monstrous face doesn't change - but the way his voice rises? He's offended. now.
"...Weak mortal. Demon power does not course through your veins. Yet, you try..." The room seems to shake as he rises from his throne, pulling up with him all the massive roots that surround him - and it shakes even more as he exclaims with rage: "How dare you strike ME!?"
"The hell...?!"
The demon king takes a step. Then another. Each one forcibly pulls out a blood-sucking tentacle from the heart of the tree, which began to open up like a flower. He was big before, but now... fuck.
"You will regret... being born useless and human. I will show you... your worst nightmares! I will give you... despair and death!"
It's not even a contest, this time.
Even when he's able to avoid the energy onslaught, the tentacles swarm him - lancing through flesh. After all that struggle to wear down the barrier, the crystal's regenerated too. He's simply too weak.
Pummeled, rolling, tumbling across the ground until he finally skids to a stop... Everything hurts. He spits out a mouthful of blood as he tries to push himself back up, but his body's not listening anymore. Those tentacles slither toward his prone body and wrap around him. He struggles. Uselessly.
He can barely hear for all his screams, but Urizen speaks with disgust as he lifts him into the air. "Merely human. Petulant mortal flesh. Cursed... the moment you were brought into this world."
Then he squeezes, and the screams grow even louder.
Urizen 2
The throne room within the Qliphoth is aglow with the sheer amount of human blood that's been absorbed into its heart. It pools around the demon king's feet, it's slick on the living walls, even the air is filled with red vapour - all to power its master. The demon king looks bored. He hasn't moved in at least a month - the tentacles growing from him seem almost like the roots of an overgrown tree over a dormant giant. And yet the power he exudes is enormous.
Approaching with reckless bravado, irreverent of the king: "Hey douchebag, miss me?" Glances around, searching for evidence of a month-old battle. "...Where's D████? No body? No dried up D████ jerky? Nothin'?"
When Urizen speaks, his voice reverberates through the hall.
Nefarious Usurper
Urizen
"...You've come here to die?"
A scoff. "He talks. ...Urizen, huh? I bet your parents didn't like you much, 'cause your name sucks."
"I am without a name. I am power, absolute."
"Well, No Name--" He takes Red Queen off his back and brandishes her, "I'll be sure to put that on your tombstone."
Lazily, Urizen raises his hand, with the boredom of one about to use a bomb to destroy a gnat. "You will suffer... and... die."
Muttering to himself, "I'll show you dead weight," as he braces his sword for battle. For all his smack talk, he has so much to prove.
The battle is... overwhelming. Without a single sign of exertion, Urizen summons waves after wave of energy blasts - raining down from the air, erupting out of the ground in columns of light, straight beams that sweep the whole room, fireballs larger than men are tall, or even slowing time itself in pockets. And throughout it all, a barrier is protecting him from any attack, powered by this red crystal that blocks every swing of his sword, and every bullet.
"You would so readily throw away your life, child?"
"I'm not interested in you having a winning streak. Now I can break it for ya!"
But the crystal was starting to wear down. With every hit, he chipped away a little more, he just... had to survive the assault. It was working, but every single mistake sent him flying. It's taking him to the end of his rope just to get there, but-- at last, the barrier shatters and he rushes in, bloodied, screaming, slashing Urizen across the palm. Finally drawing blood.
But with a flick, he's swatted away - crashing to the ground. With effort, forces himself back onto his feet with his sword. "It's about time I... landed somethin'..."
Urizen gazes at the cut in his hand. His monstrous face doesn't change - but the way his voice rises? He's offended. now.
"...Weak mortal. Demon power does not course through your veins. Yet, you try..." The room seems to shake as he rises from his throne, pulling up with him all the massive roots that surround him - and it shakes even more as he exclaims with rage: "How dare you strike ME!?"
"The hell...?!"
The demon king takes a step. Then another. Each one forcibly pulls out a blood-sucking tentacle from the heart of the tree, which began to open up like a flower. He was big before, but now... fuck.
"You will regret... being born useless and human. I will show you... your worst nightmares! I will give you... despair and death!"
It's not even a contest, this time.
Even when he's able to avoid the energy onslaught, the tentacles swarm him - lancing through flesh. After all that struggle to wear down the barrier, the crystal's regenerated too. He's simply too weak.
Pummeled, rolling, tumbling across the ground until he finally skids to a stop... Everything hurts. He spits out a mouthful of blood as he tries to push himself back up, but his body's not listening anymore. Those tentacles slither toward his prone body and wrap around him. He struggles. Uselessly.
He can barely hear for all his screams, but Urizen speaks with disgust as he lifts him into the air. "Merely human. Petulant mortal flesh. Cursed... the moment you were brought into this world."
Then he squeezes, and the screams grow even louder.