[b]sits starring at veil of darkness[/b]

*as you continue to stare, you grow noxious - your eyes are repelled from the veil like two magnets of the same charge repelling each other.. You can't look at it*

*the veil stares back*

As the gate shuts I slide down against the door and sit on the ground attempting to calm myself. "This is madness." My breathing is erratic as the blood beats in rhythm upon my mind. From deep within myself I feel a chant rise to the surface. The reverberations of my own conscious stating the obvious to pull me, sway me, and devour me. [i] "Evil, evil, something this way comes."[/i] Pulling myself together I stand and walk 10 paces from the entrance to the gate. "Ok I'm honestly not from this place. Not even an affiliation, but I just cannot walk away. So here is a gift to what is left. I sure hope Shark can hurry." Clasping my hands together I blow a breath into them. A bright shining light emanates from my hands. It envelopes my being and pools about my feet. As I close my eyes there is a flash of light. I lift my left hand up into the air and a beam of light from the heaven's pours down over me. The pillar of light slowly dissipates after a little while. Bringing my left hand back down my palm faces the ground. I now have the heart of a star. It amplifies all Light magic exponentially within reason. To be able to summon a star again though I mustn't use up the whole star and send it back to the heaven's before it dies. Therefore this spell is not at it's fullest strength. As my left palm faces the ground, I bring up my right to face the gate. Immediately, from the pool of light at my feet an intricate pattern of light spreads from me to the entire city. The walls glow slightly, now under a protective spell. This Protection cast increases defense against dark magic specifically. It repels dark magic in all of its forms. It is reliant though on the strength of the Caster. As the Caster bears the burden special direct attacks on what the spell is protecting will in some way exhaust the Caster. The Caster can and may drop the protective barrier at any time without any residual effects, but will remain in whatever state they started in, sans the strength lost from the spell being attacked. I then stand before the gate waiting, hoping, for the best out of various scenarios playing within my mind.

*a demented looking man in a finely-tailored suit appears ten paces outside of the gate, his face twisted and grotesque - he looks curious as the shadows dance around his figure* *he looks at you through the slits in the massive gate: whispers come from all directions as he makes eye contact with you. The inside of the gate shimmers like heat waves rising over a burning corpse. *he takes 6 calm paces. As he approaches the city, the shadows around him intensify around his face and body, obscuring his terrifying, demented features. He begins to actually look...... Handsome* *the gate begins to glow and resonate in response to his darkness - he frowns at you as his eyes turn solid black.. [b]you see anger[/b]. A sense of dread washes over you* *the man in the finely tailored suit disappears in a cloud of smoke and shadow. The whispers subside*

My attempts to separate the whispers into coherent sound are interrupted by an ominous feeling I receive from your presence. The star effectively removes the whispers, but on your sixth step I see your face change. You are indeed handsome and my mind scrambles to understand the change in your features. I take a couple of steps forward even against internal requests not to. Then the sense of dread. I am dead in my tracks. Mesmerized and utterly fearful of you in your angry state. The whispers manifest again and I shake my head to free myself of them. But when I open my eyes you are gone. Still I yell once for you to wait, only to be met with silence.

*the man in the finely tailored suit appears beside you, standing shoulder to shoulder with you looking out past the gates at the hundreds of bone crosses and crucified citizens* "How long do you think this light ward will keep me from destroy these gates and feasting on your soul, [i]mortal??[/i]" *the summoners proxy (the man in the suit) is ethereal.. Not really there, yet standing next to you. He has always been ethereal within the gates* *he extends his hand* "I have something to show you"

Taken by surprise my heart skips a beat. I turn and step back. My hand reaches out to your shoulder, but goes right through. A shortened breath escapes my parted lips as my hand flies back to my chest. I stare at you in aw and mixed disdain. Unsure, my eyes scrutinize your face as you extend your hand. Your words wash over me and collect within my mind. I am not entirely decided, but ever so cautiously I ask as I reach slowly for your hand. "How did you come to this? Is this really you?" I wait for a response only for a fleeting second before I wince, placing my warm and delicate hand into yours.

"[i]me[/i] is a rather subjective term when it comes to chaos.. I simply am" *your eyes snap shut and begin to flutter* *the man in the suit invades your brain.. Unable to possess you - your inner mind is far too fortified - your vision begins* *beyond the gates of your town, across the recent battlefield of crucified champions, beyond the raging battle of the undead, the veil of darkness dissipates: allowing you to take in the full scale of what has begun in your realm* *an unfathomably large citadel of black steel spirals up above the clouds, hoards of undead and demons, numbering in the hundreds of thousands are gathering strength for the upcoming siege on your realm* *The fortifications are of an unparalleled caliber. Tier after tier of hundred foot high walls tower over the landscape. The walls are lined with bone crosses and impaled bodies.. Gruesome trophies from multiple realms number in the thousands* *you glimpse into the walls of the citadel of shadows.. You see unspeakable horrors and monstrosities. At the center of the spire along the very top, an active warp beacon draws more and more demons to the realm* (Other 3rd party entities sense the beacon as well) *the dark summoner sits on his throne: seeing through the eyes of his proxy, using his Shadow sight to keep tabs on all his enemies* *at the tip top of the citadel is a giant gateway.. You glimpse inside. You see. Fiery maelstrom churning. Beyond that you see outer space.. Another realm.. The eye of terror stares back at you, your hear the laughter of thirsting gods* *your vision ends. The man in the suit is nowhere to be seen* *a golden light shines in the sky above the city* [spoiler]the timeline on this thread continues on my most recent post, the one with the angelic warrior. Love your writing by the way![/spoiler]

[spoiler]Thanks! I'll join you guys there.[/spoiler] The vision ends and I feel a bit woozy. As my eyes flutter open I see that you are gone.