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as the fire licked at my feet, i danced with blade in hand around the vortex. a face etched out of marble, and a body to match it. i was the ultimate tined warrior. had nothing to lose and every thing to gain. i was a solo fighter. no one cared if i lived or if i died, that's how i liked it. not complicated. all i was armed with were two customly made dragon .44 revolvers. the barrels had the head of a dragon on the opening of it, and at the other end were the handle was. there was the rest of the dragon's body. the trigger was one of his feet. then there was my sword. foraged from devil's steel. two feet of blade in length. the the handle made of bone. bone of the very ceatures it had killed. the demon king's servants. i wore a black long sleeve shirt. it had one sleeve cut off at the sholder. the cut was fresh, still bleeding. the desighn of skulls ran down the sleeve of the other arm. the exposed arm had a tribal band tattoo, and a black rose tattoo on it. many scars that were faded into that leather like skin. warm to the touch, but strong as steel. tight faded blue jeans, with tears near the knees. work boots, with a hidden boot knife tucked inside the side of the boot. medium lenght silver hair, bright blue green eyes. scars from head to toe.

i stood at the edge of humanity's destrution. it was all my fault...if i hadn't given into my darker side there may have been hope for the world. i know what i must do...i mus embrace the darkness with me once again...but if i do...will i be able to control my self unlike my past experince? the time for tears had come to an end...i had to risk every thing i had, even if the hope for her and humanity's survieal was beyond slim. i must become the demon with in me...the animalistic killer...i had only this one chance to fix my mistakes...

i slammed my fist into the ground and screamed out a war cry of anger. i used my other hand to focus all of my energy into a ball and i raised my hand into the air and the ball visuized above my hand. the ball grew larger and larger, until it swallowed me whole. it was a ball f eletronic plasma. black in color, and like water to the touch. but once inside it...it was completely different. my skin began to crack, and burn. my eyes changed color to a blood almost crimson red solor. my hair changed lenght and color. my skin bagan to fall off and on to the ground. it burned as it hit the ground. the muscle with in my arms and legs was being reformed with the plasma. the two mixed in unison. then my sholder blades pushed from the bottom to the top out of place. then they grew into bone like wings. a silverish metal grows over the bone. my sholder blade besomes a giant skull with a spike on it. my face turns to a demon skull, witrh the lower jaw extrended outward further than usual. eyes become black, infernally black.

then the weapons changed. the sword...it became scythe like in many ways. it seemed forged out of bone. the handle was made of the bones of the fallen. at the end of the handle there was a large eye on either side. the blade glissened with a crimson glow. the glow was dull, and warm to the touch, almost magenta in color. the gun's...they became the devil's arms. two miniture hand cannons, with the barrels of shotguns. they kicked a** and asked questions later.