[b][i]Laying everything to rest[/i][/b] This is the only way...the land shall rest within an eternal slumber until it's called upon [b]He walked to his home and set it ablaze watching it burn to a pile of ashes that flowed around his form, He walked to the old ritual site and kneeled in his place as he cut his flesh with a broken rusted knife dripping the blood into the ground that greedily drank every drop[/b] I can't exactly call them misguided for what they've done. But I've learned a valuable lesson from every last one of them and so I leave them with a gift [b]He takes the knife and drives it deep into his chest striking his heart,opening the wound,offering more blood to the land that has now obediently listened to his command, He takes a deep breath and drove a sword into the ground and hung his coat on it as he fell to the dirt making the markings burn bright red and the land quake and shudder as it becomes young again turning back the clock to the day he first arrived[/b] There. Now I just need one more thing [b]He pulls a small notebook from his pocket and it set ablaze burning every last bit of information he had on the land, Every interaction he had that changed the land drastically was erased as the blood moon rose again and the ashes around him settled into the dirt, He leaned against the sword and sat himself up watching friends walk by unable to see him in such a pitiful state[/b] Such true beauty that shall never be tainted by my touch ever again [b]He painfully stood and ripped a hole to another dimension with what little strength he had left, he looked around and smiled that his friends could remember some things about him but he was now a stranger in their minds but he stopped when he saw one event being played out,he saw when he had his first kiss and his second. He smiled and cried tears of joy and with that he was gone leaving his old leather coat hung upon a old blade for the friends that he cared for the most he left a note inside the coat pocket[/b] [i]The old man receives nothing but my apologies, The lovely beast receives the coat, The man hellbent on vengeance receives the blade so he may continue my work and to everyone else you receive my gift of life and salvation[/i] [spoiler]This is basically the post that means the end of the RP until the creator remakes the RP or until I decide to make one and fix things up a bit[/spoiler]

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Ryker picked up Jays body and went back to his house... He cleaned it up, removing the blood stains and cleaning the wound. He knew he should bury him.... Yharnam. He wasn't going to bury his friend in an unmarked grave. Quickly he went into his shop and made a statue made of gold, yes gold. He had a helper robot fly it to a hill in Yharnam. He also had some robots take a casket there. Sadly he picked up Jays body, and flew to Yharnam, any minutes Sam would arrive, angry. Eventually he landed there, the statue and the cask there also. A hole was already dug and the casket was laid in the ground. It was cloudy, and Ryker felt a drop of rain on his head. He softly laid Jay in it, and gently closed the cask. Then an explosion of blue flame went off as Sam appeared. She was angry momentarily then saw Ryker as he whipped around. The flames disappeared and she just stood there, about twenty feet away from Ryker, staring at the statue. He sadly smiled. "Sam...." She shakes her head and begins sobbing running into his arms. She cries into his shoulder and he holds her tight, the robot begins filling in the whole and the pair watches solemnly. Sam still cried as more and more dirt was laid on top. Ryker just watches, and a single tear comes out of his eye. Eventually it's done. The statue is a couple feet in front of the grave, acting as a head stone. The plaque at the base red, [i]Here lies Jay, loved by many, hated by many. He was a husband, a friend, and a warrior. May he rest in piece.[/i] The statue depicted Jay with his sword, and two hand cannons, staring out at nothing. Sam reads this then let's out the most solemn cry ever, the cry of pure loss, the cry of someone who lost someone that was a apart of them. Sam left Ryker's arms and walked to the statue and suddenly the sound of thunder could be heard and rain begins down pouring. Sam disregards it as she falls over next to the statue, laying at the base of it, sobbing. She wanted to be as close as she could to her beloved. Ryker watched in pure pain. This was his fault. He shook his head as more tears fell down his face. Sam would be fine. He turned around and took off back to the Golden City.

*Jay's presence suddenly fades from this world, he has died. The man who killed him was named [i]Akron Stormbringer[/i]. Jay was stabbed through the heart, he bled out almost immediately there were no last words, his sins will be paid in full, his soul will be dragged down to hell. another of the old hunters has passed, Only one remains* [u]his final moments from Akrons POV [/u] [i]Akron cackles again and kicks the daemon off. "So, you found some sense in you to come back. Good. That just means I can see the light leave your eyes personally." It was not the voice and mindset of Akron, something was changing his thoughts to be the worse. Akron pulls out the sword. As the sword pulls out Jay gets an even stronger feeling of being pulled out. The black blood that seeped into the wound gave the daemon and Jay madness, spreading their minds when one had taken over. I guess they can call me king slayer now.[/i] [i]Jay fell forward into a pool of his blood with a wet smack, Akron slung Jay's body over shoulder, Jay stopped bleeding, his aura faded, and he became cold. . .[/i] *Upon discovery Cyber immediately confronted Akron, but Akron simply threw Jay's body onto the floor, a cloud of dust coming from his blood stained corpse, then walked off*