Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20161219065535

(So, I'm doing this bloody RP for the third time and this time with a promise of completion. The plot, character depth, and editions to this RP are all canon; thus making this the first time Island of Doom/Purg/Kardon has ever had its stakes high. This is a closed Talkplay/Roleplay and can only be edited by the users I've invited to join. With out further a do, I hope you all enjoy the story me and my friends will tell.)

"I have failed everyone and everything.." A dark figure murmurs. "My.. Very life.. Coming to an end.. Agh.. Curses.." The smokey figure paces to his side staring at his hand shaking and trembling.

A hooded figure of light comes to the assistance of the smokey character.

"Now.. Now.. We all make mistakes.. Assemble your team, you have one final chance at this." The hooded Monk releases a healing ray on the dying character.

"T-Thank you.. I thought I would've left this planet dying to a beast, I'm a god! I've seen too much in my life to just die like this." The figure stands up, looking like a gaseous bird full of ash.

The monk shakes their head in shame. "You failed to bring me the Voice of Spirits, Xulu. Your godhood was stripped.. The dark lord resides in your heart, he too has corrupted you, hasn't he?"

The befallen god looks to his side. "Never. I will get that stupid relic back, but it won't go to your hands, Numen. I will destroy it, prevent this from ever happening again." The shadowy bird clenches his fist as a strong gas cloud appears from his hand.

Numen shakes his head one final time before glancing at Xulu. "Then I'm afraid you'll die again.."

The monk disappears from the area, leaving just Xulu behind.

"Curse you.. You'll see I'm not wrong, Numen. I will save this planet.. One way or another.." The bird sighs as he looks down to a destroyed island that was formerly the Bakisian Isles of Kardon.

"Time to take back what's mine." Xulu jumps off the mountain top and soars over the sky. 