Balthazun, King of the Night Mare

[Joshua, the Wayne]

((Not saying that I will kill you but Dameus will be hunting you all down one by one, not killing...hehehehe...))

[Zeth Gurido]

((Let me guess....I'll be either the first or the last to be hunted down, won't I.....))

[Joshua, the Wayne]

((Idk...still thinking..you see, you people aren't all that king Balthazun wants. He has an assortment of things he wishes for Dameus to accomplish...but first Dameus will be training...hehehe....))

[Joshua, the Wayne]

Dameus stared at the king and slowly, reluctantly nodded.

*The Next Day*

[Zeth Gurido]

((Dang, I want to send you to the True realm so you can be punished by your father......Mwahahahahahahahahaaaaa!!!!!!!!!))

[Joshua, the Wayne]

((umm...lol...?.....
um....he doesn't punish ya know. Dameus isn't exactly evil, he's being controlled so that he might obtain a prize that he wants. The return of Elasia. Both Elasia's.
And magically it turns out the gods don't punish like that. They only observe and stuffinz. Lol. But still....
Dameus isn't evil....ish.......
Eh In En Ye Ito En Deo))

[Zeth Gurido]

((Does stealing ones quintessence also steal the victims own soul?))

[Joshua, the Wayne]

((Well in a way quintessence is the soul. Quintessence is the essence of life. Without it, you are a mindless heartless unmovable corpe. You are not dead, but you are in a way in a coma. A coma you can never wake up from unless your quintessence is returned. And there is a reason someone would steal quintessence. With it, a shaman of any sort could raise an army due to the calibur of the essence. Depending on the courage, the strength, the emotion, the will, etc of the owner. But if the quintessence is destroyed...Then you are dead. Quintessence can be returned to any body that is missing it's quintessence. Meaning, you can basically switch bodies with it as well...
It's quite wierd lol))

[Joshua, the Wayne]

Dameus walked inside of the training room. It was an enormous black cavern full of damp charcoal and onyx rocks. He had given the king his dragon egg so that his best trained men could raise it as best they could so it could grow powerful and obedient to only it's three masters. Dameus knew that the only way he could train to become a siegemaster...was to learn under the only siegemaster known to time.
His Step Father.............
.....
Dameus each day was taken in secret towards the Temple of the Gods Great Obelisk chamber to fall back and forth in time so that he might train with one of the persons he hated so much. Yes, he trained under his Step Father, the only Draconic Siegemaster to date, and he learned...He learned much...
As time passes Dameus gets to train with his own black dragon, Scorn. Scorn had amber eyes that stared through a man into his darkest thoughts and wings so treacherous to the wind that it quaked under his massive power. Scorn would eat any man other than those he knew to obey...Dameus, the King, and Dameus's Step Father. Any other man had to practically hide from it otherwise they would be eaten in a matter of seconds. Scorn was about the size of one fourth of the kingdom now. A good size for a Draconic Siegemaster. After many, many days of completely bonding with Scorn, Dameus learned the true ways of striking down enemy upon enemy with Ragnarok. Dameus also had small lessons with the King. Sometimes on magic, others on deciphering ways to fell an enemy of certain sorts. He learned ways to easily throw down of inmeasurable speed. He learned ways to counter immense amounts of dragonflame and turn it against the opponent in a different manner. He learned easy ways to get around other magicks and strike straight through a mage. He learned how to bond with his dragon during battle, how to gain strength from its mind if he ever needed it, and to take care of himself if ever needed.
Dameus was not yet the full title of a Draconic Siegemaster. This would take a few more weeks. That was when the King had Dameus and his Father teleported to the infinite realm to fight eachother endlessely and teach Dameus everything, everything that a Draconic Siegemaster should know. And finally...after many weeks to come, Dameus had finally threw down his father in the art of the Siegemaster. Earning his title, he was pleased...
But he still had another desire...

*****

Dameus had gained the title he was wanting for so long. The king was pleased with his working efforts and gave Dameus one thing he could that would increase Dameus's powers even more. The eye of darkness. The king had his men come and hold down Dameus so he would not try and run away before it could be done. It took nearly twenty men to hold him down, and that was Dameus at only half of his power. The king then in a burst of motion switched out Dameus's eyes...He no longer had his one eye...He had another.
As Dameus looked through it, he noticed that suddenly all of the men were sprawled along the floor. Dameus felt hate in his mind, he felt hate for this. Why did he take this new eye? The pain!! He wished those men hadn't held him down and began to realise the power of this eye...
He turned towards the king and asked him.
Wall Voken Tis Eye Vok?... he asked in fear.
The king laughed and walked towards him.
It gives you the power...To bend the minds reality. To warp their minds to the point of torture. Yes, Dameus, this is the one key. I give to you this power so that you may throw down your enemies...You will be unstoppable by only one.
With that the King let Dameus go to the waiting scorn who helped him upon his back, and in a burst of furious wind Dameus was flying into the air upon his black dragon. They were flying to one destination.
The Jerall Mountains.
*Dameus Exavior has left for the Jerall Mountains*