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(( Oh, oh! I'll die! I live to play villains! That was my intention all along! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Horay for evil! ^^ ))

The bear looked to the two trying to talk to him. They seemed to care. They seemed to know what's right. Maybe...? The last words the elf had spoke cut him even deeper than his knife had.

"You...You ask me why?" Odik took his bloodied paw and started scratching at his chest. No they didn't know either. They were jsut as evil as his heritage. "...Why...?" No one knew. No one would ever know. They didn't deserve to know. To live.

Odik scratched harder at his chest, mixing more blood into the mess. No matter how twisted his tribe was, they had taught him enough to right this wrong. He would erradicate the forest. Purge the evil, and start anew, replanting the trees and grass. He would be the forest's protector. The True Guardian. He took his red paint and scribbled over his drenched chest, making what he was drawing illegible.

He looked back to the two. "I don't answer to you." Odik collected himself ready to finsh the final phrase. This spell was taught to all those who left the vilalge. Incase their was no hope of their completoin, the adventurer would give his life to destroy those who had wronged him, but in this case, it was everyone.

He began to glow a deep red, even darker than his blood. And then fell over, dead. A red wisp escaped from the dead bear's lips and raced off towards the shrine...

((Oh in my excitement I had forgotten to appolqise for my tardy-ness. So, sorry ^^ So yeah I'm gonna return to life as a crazy elimental thingy that blows everything up thinking it is the right thing. The mis-understood evil thing, 'yknow. One of my more favourite kinds of evil. Much more fun. ^^))

Name: Eris
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Night Pixie

Bio: Key points: She was born in the night pixie community. She left her home at 15, as do all NP's to find a mate- but she didnt want one. Going against their laws, they banished her when she came back child-less. She found a demon, who she sold her soul to in order to become a demoness. She wasnt thinking when she made that decision. All day, she travels, dealing death for pleasure and pay. She is pure evil...

Personality: Ruthless. Vile. Merciless. Powerful. Never backs down from anyone. She is silent but deadly.

Appearance: Her silver hair streams down to her shoulders and her bangs cover her right eye. She has deep red eyes. Shes tan and tall [5'11]. Her sleeveless red leather corsette wraps around her chest. She also wears Thigh-high red leather boots with stillettoed edges. She has red gloves that reach above her elbows. On her neck, she has a black spiked collar, as do her wrists and ankles. Her lower body includes a red mini-skirt.

Quotes: "Writh!"

Extras: She carries a black thorned whip, that can retract when she want it to, and two ninja blades on her back. Her magical powers include black flares and novas.

((joining on the bad team! if there is one...))

Zar stood for awhile...he had no clue as of what to do next. "We must walk." He picked up Bael over his shoulders and started walking in the direction of what he thought was the shrine...though he has no idea where that was. "Lets go everyone." He turned slightly, looking at the dead form, then turned back, and slowly walked.

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Judgement watched the small thing charge him. It could run as fast as it wanted, but he would not care. "I am Judgment!" the voices roared, the beast turning to this new foe. She was of the forest. She was evil. The jurry had spoken.

The red man raised his hand into the air, as if calling to the heavens. "You are guilty! You have been sentanced death!" Judgments arms chopped down as if a hundred pounds had been added to them. And with their falling, like the moon and the water, a tide of blood crashed down in all directions, raging its way to the small creature that charged him.

The wave was only his herald, for the red beast launched a second attack hidden by his onslaught of blood. From his body spiked red tendrills of spinning blood, ready to burrow into fresh flesh. These spike hid beneeath the consuming red, ready to devour the unfrotunate soulbefore it.

The whip tore through Judgment's shoulder with ease, taking a long thin bite out of him. It hurt him severely. It had seriusly gashed him. In his previous form, it would have been hinderance, but not now. The pain in his sshoulder was still searing, but he could not show his weakness. He quickly filled the gao, making it seem as he had been untouched, although the pain lingered.

"You strike the judge!" The errie voice said. "Die!" And through his indomitable will, he urged energy into the tenrdils that reached from him into her flesh and they spun rapidly, burrowing deeper and deeper, being sure not to let her escape.

As the whip slashed through the shoulder, Eris became cocky and rushed the enemy. But before she could turn around and duck, the spinning tnedrils reached her body and slashed through her arms and legs. She fell to her knees and her and his blood were all over her body.

She closed her eyes and it was as if time had paused for her meditation. Her eyes opened, and they were white as clouds. Her silver hair was flying up as her body lifted into the air. She laughed viciously. As she put her whip away, the punisher pulled out her two ninja swords from her back. Down she went, back to her feet, energy filled her soul.

"No. You must die!" She charged as fast as she could with her swords horizontally facing the beast. All she could hope for was that this last attack, her strongest she saved for last, would allow her to feel teh pleasure of anothers death.