Atzo

Atzo jumped back and charged D-Atzo, he knew that he was out of sword arts, he just had to get lucky. And oh boy did he get lucky, He was able to proc bleed and refresh Snake Venom. Now all he needed to do was wait. “Give up, kid” Atzo said “I have won. There is nothing more for you to do, It is too bad you didn’t learn to bow. If only you had been able to understand what it means to be subordinate. Then again, I didn’t expect much with us being the same person.” D-Atzo attempted to impale Atzo again but missed. “You really want to keep this up dont you? I assure you there is nothing left for us to do. I am the king, you better start respecting that, or else you may never be able to find your place” Atzo Gave a sly, evil smile. “Lets end this, shall we?”

ID# 86600 

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There was a visible shift in D-Atzo, it was another mask. This was the one Atzo needed to fear, He knew that. D-Atzo had a confident expression, he swiftly stabbed Atzo in the chest. “You are no king, Atzo” D-Atzo said “You will never be more than what you were in the real world, just a lonely kid who doesn't even deserve the dust off our fathers boot. Do you really think you can win? You cant, you will just let everyone down like you always do. And what would Dear Raina say? She would just move on without you, they would not mourn for you. If anything she will just find another man, she definitely should. Look at you, you couldn’t even stack up to half of one if you wanted. Do you really think you deserve a woman like her?” Atzo activated Cyclone, watching as his energy fell down to two. He then spit at D-Atzo’s foot.

ID# 86596

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Atzo watched as D-Atzo seemed to seeth. “Whats wrong? No more snark? That is too bad.” out of nowhere D-Atzo charged Atzo. Atzo dodged and attempted to attack back, however he got his angle just slightly off. “So, how long are you going to take me? I really do need to get back to the mansion. You think you could calm down so I can have a bit of a challenge?” There was no response, Atzo shrugged “Guess I will take that as a no. So are you just going to pull a Solomon on me and not speak? Or are you actually going to try and win the battle? This is more than a battle of skill, you know this as well as I do. It is a battle of the mind. My mind vs whatever made you.” Atzo readied his next attack, he whispered to himself “Great Spirit, let me strike with your might”

ID# 86595

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Atzo watched as the rage began to rise inside of D-Atzo. It would burst out at any moment. “See, this is what happens when you don’t allow for emotion. It just builds up in rage and lashes out” Atzo would have been worried if this wasn’t just him. He knew how that rage worked, it makes you reckless, He had missed so many attacks due to the rage. “I am curious how far I can take you before you admit defeat and Bow to your king.” D-Atzo lost it completely, he lunged at Atzo. A quick dodge was all he needed. He then activated Cyclone, watching as D-Atzo’s health dropped both due to the attack and the other benefits that he had with him. “I will show you just how powerful we are. Maybe then you will understand what it means to be me. All of that rage, why store it when you can channel it into manipulation?”

OOC: Note the Rage doesn't actually change anything in terms of stats. I mention the problems because whenever Atzo goes into it he always seems to get bad rolls

ID# 86589

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Without a second thought Atzo charges D-Atzo. He activates Cyclone, ripping through the demonic being. “You Call me weak! How weak am I now? Man of Many Faces! Bow to your king. A king forgotten to time, a king abandon. I am the Forgotten King. WHO ARE YOU TO ME?” Atzo doesn’t let up putting everything he can into his swings. Suddenly he stops and dodges the opposing swing, the blade lightly grazing him. “You will never beat me, It takes more than what you are, More than our father’s son to beat me. A stone cannot manipulate others as a fluid. Learn of what it is that you should be. You are poultry compared to what I am” Atzo wore a grin on his face that was possible more demonic than the realm they resided in. He looked at D-Atzo’s surprised expression, the rage in his eyes that was soon to overwhelm him. Atzo then looked to see that he had proced his bonuses.

ID# 86588

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Atzo paused to think about why it was an owl that transformed into him. He knew the reason, the owl was one of his spirit guides, it was however odd to see the game use it. “Stop reminiscing” Said D-Atzo harshly “You know you are really just proving my point. You talk so high an mighty. When will you show it?” Atzo and D-Atzo lung at each other, matching each other's movements perfectly. Misguidance hits it mirrored self, the two of them push against each other. “Your friends don’t want you for you Atzo, they are just going to use you like everyone else in your life” D-Atzo says with a smirk “I wouldn’t blame them. All this make yourself better, feel emotions. You are so weak! So Worthless! You ask what more you can do. There is nothing you can do to fix your mistake anymore. You are too far gone to be saved.” they break off each other and jump back.

ID# 86587

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Atzo can feel the rage burn inside him, however he forced it down into a lock in his mind. “Oh, c’mon Atzo, look at yourself. You are weak, you can never accomplish anything if you continue like that. Everything around you will fall, even if you win, you will lose. You can feel it already can't you? The pain of loss that you are plagued with? Solomon will never forgive us, bud. That is just the fact of it.” Said D-Atzo. Atzo did not respond, he instead charged D-Atzo. Activating Cyclone as he attacked “You know nothing about me” Atzo said “You are no better than I.” D-Atzo attempted to strike back, Atzo eloquently dodged it. “Do you really think YOU can break me? I deal with you on a daily basis” Atzo jumps back, surveying the familiar woods, he got some flashes of memories in the woods but quickly regained focus

ID# 86586

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This was all so much to handle, Atzo had handled worse he thought, but at this point he was not really sure. “I guess it's now or never” He said as he stood up “Great Spirit give me the strength to defeat this hell. He walked to the woodlike door. Slowly he turned the handle and opened it. He entered a dense forest, a forest he knew better than anyone else. It was HIS forest. The sound of a large owl flying above was intimidating, the great blue owl landed and transformed into Atzo. His eyes widened. “So this is how it ends then? I should have known I would be fighting myself” The Atzo standing across from him (who I am referring to as D-Atzo from now on) Laughed in a familiar laugh. “Look at you, you have become so soft. You let them corrupt you! That is no way for a king to act. How dare you show them such emotion!” D-Atzo said with the maniacal grin Atzo wore so often.

Stats

Atzo continues to sit and think. He was attempting to calm his mind, he pushed the last battle as far away as possible. It was a challenge, he kept getting flashes from it. Solomon’s unspeaking presence. He shuttered. He found a way to lock it all away and took a deep breath. He focused on the final door. Engraving a mental picture, trying to figure out what it meant. Nothing seemed to come to mind. Time felt like it was slowing down. He felt the mirrored blade at his hip. It was his solace here. He knew he could always look into Misguidance and find the answer but he did everything he could to keep himself from doing so. For the first time he didn’t want to know the answer beforehand. It was a new feeling to him. He wanted to leave, let the secret be just that but there was something tugging at his mind. He needed to do this, he knew this.

“A city of strange geometry, that is the basic idea of R’lyeh. Most believe it to be an island but who knows” Atzo said as he chose a path “I assume that I will be disappointed, but hey I can have hope.” He walked straight observing his surroundings. It was immaculate in its design, Atzo almost wished he had built his house here but realized that not everyone would think it was as pleasant scenery as he did. Things like this always had captivated Atzo, there was so much to see and yet so little to know. “I am so amazed by their ability to bring to life to their imagination like this. It is so crazy the things they have come up with but this is by far my favorite.” He was muttering to himself again, at this point he couldn’t help it, There was so much going through his mind.

@Vargas

Atzo continued to observe the door, It seemed to be made of interlaced tree branches, leaves and the night sky. “What more is there for me to do?” he asked aloud, he approached the man that had pointed to the first door. The man wore a black cloak of shadows, Atzo had not taken the time to observe him yet. “What are you? Your shape… it's so familiar.” Atzo reached out to touch the man when he suddenly vanished as soon as Atzo’s fingers were close enough to touch it. He sighed “I guess I will never know” He said as he took a seat. “Whatever it is to come will be harder then anything you have fought thus far, the curiosity is so intense, What will I learn about myself here? Or is it something I already know? Perhaps it will be my mother, the one I slayed. Maybe it will be the boss who taught me to use my talents.”

Atzo knew what he had to do, activating Cyclone once more he sliced through Solomon feeling a powerful punch hit him. Suddenly Solomon looked up at Atzo. The hatred was gone, instead it was sorrow, fear and same. Suddenly Atzo snapped back to reality. “Wait… wha-” Atzo didn’t get to finish as Solomon shattered before him. Atzo stood there as the room began to fade into darkness. A earth shattering crash was heard from the main room. Atzo stood completely still, thoses eyes bore into him, staining his mind. He shook his head and walked out the door. The floor of the room was falling apart. There were holes in the once perfect mirror. He looked around, still distraught by what he had just witnessed. He approached the final door observing it. It wore a strange design. He wondered what it meant, who was back there? He had just faced his most powerful demon hadn’t he?

ID# 86585

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Atzo felt paralyzed, he couldn’t see, his arms were shaking. He felt the punch he had been waiting for. The one that would have knocked him flat on his but if not for the woodland armour. He couldn’t think, he couldn’t talk. He took a breath and attempted to clear his eyes once again. “I’m so sorry…. I wish things could have been different” He wiped his eyes, Solomon still didn’t look at him. He felt something Growing inside of him, the flame of rage that burned within him began to rekindle. Suddenly it felt like someone was pouring gasoline on it. He gritted his teeth, no longer talking he was going to strike, he was going to win. This was his game, This was his mind. He would claim his throne with or without Solomon. It was his destiny to overcome Solomon, all it would take is power. And that was something he had in abundance 

ID# 86584

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The man Turned to Atzo and punched him lazily, still hard enough to deal damage and yet it seemed like there was no want behind it. Solomon still never raised his head “LOOK AT ME DAMMIT, WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT?” He activated Cyclone again and beat into Solomon. He didn’t flinch or dodge. “Why do you turn your back on me? Why do you hate me? Is it because I trapped you here? I just wanted to help you. Is it because I made you drive that day?” Atzo was getting more and more tearful, he wanted this all to end, to be home. He wanted this to all be a dream but he knew that it wouldn’t be. This would be reality if he ever told Solomon what he had done. He had to get past this, he had to win. “Please, just look at me. Let me see the pain I have caused you, show me the trouble you suffer because of me.”

ID# 86582

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Atzo reached the teleporter and proceeded to the tenth floor. It was an… interesting place. Stepping off the platform, Atzo quickly spotted Vargas and approached him. “Talk about strange aeons” He said aloud but really too himself as he inspected his surroundings. “Those waves will open up to us many vistas unknown to man and several unknown to anything we consider organic life. We shall see that at which dogs howl in the dark, and that at which cats prick up their ears after midnight. We shall see these things, and other things which no breathing creature has yet seen. We shall overleap time, space, and dimensions, and without bodily motion peer to the bottom of creation…” (H.P Lovecraft, From Beyond) 
Atzo spoke aloud still, not really caring that others could hear him. He was clearly awestruck at the structure of this place. “It reminds me of how people envision R'lyeh.” he shook his head. “Well, let's get on our way, I am curious to see all the alien beasts we find. Seeing as this is a video game, I wonder what has been programed in and what damage they can do. Do you think we may run into mind flayers? That is a being I would love to have a conversation with.” Atzo was still taking in the floor, it was so beautiful in nature and seemed to be so untouched. The thought of what they might find excited him tremendously.
@Vargas

Atzo shrugged “To each their own.” They kept walking through the scorching desert, suddenly there was a rumble in the sand “you have got to be kidding me” Atzo thought to himself as a giant serpent sprung out of the sand. “Well, looks like this is take two. Hopefully we can actually hit this time” The serpent lunged at him as he charged it, his speed causing the serpent to miss. He activated Fight Blade and hit it with immense force. It toppled to the ground stunned. “Alright bud,” Atzo said to Hei, “Be careful to not get too much hate, I draw high powered monsters due to my level and do not wish for you to be taken by them.” Atzo jumped back in order to give Hei some room to work with. Atzo noticed that he had already dropped the beasts health by almost a fifth. “Alright,” he thought to himself “Let's take care of this quick”

ID# 86578

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Atzo had no problem helping this man. Activating Blast, Atzo attempted to aoe the boars into submission. On his way to attack his foot caught a tree root causing him to tumble forward. He muttered to himself “Well, so much for first impressions.” Jumping back to his feat he watched the man, ready to jump back into the fray if they weren’t dead. He began to think to himself. “I wonder what this man was doing out here. I feel like I should give him the benefit of the doubt as it stands. I wonder if he is trustworthy, The only way to find out is to battle by his side, it is a shame that this game has brought us back to the mindset of the past. No longer is trust based on character, then again that just makes my life easier.” He quickly took invantory of the battlefield hoping he wouldn’t make the same mistake again.

ID# 86576

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@Able

They approached the large wooden mansion. Atzo looked around briefly to make sure they weren’t being followed and then proceeded to open the large double doors. He waved Domarus inside. “Welcome to The Emerald Mansion. Follow me to my study” He proceeded to walk to the large study, the bookshelf walls were full, there were two books on the desk. Lord of the Flies and a journal. The desk faced the windowed wall that overlooked the cliffside. Atzo sat down in the couch and motioned for Domarus to take a seat as well. “I wish to discuss some… business dealings with you. I am going to go out on a limb and say that you are a man that like to know things. You clearly show yourself to be quite powerful physically, and while I would love to test your mental prowess I doubt we have enough time to do this. I wish to set up a partnership between my guild and you. I can see that you have your wits about you and would be a valued adversary to me. However, such partnerships go both ways. If you are willing to consider such an agreement, then let us talk it out.” Atzo showed no expression or emotion. His face seemed almost like a blank canvas. “I hate going out on a limb like this” he thought to himself “But, I need to trust my instincts here.”

@Domarus

Atzo walked around floor two. It was amazing how much stronger he had got sense the game started. “I need some new equipment” He thought to himself “Perhaps Vargas will assist me in getting some traiding materials and Col. Maybe we will even get some loot” He pondered the floor he should go to, before deciding on floor ten. He had not yet visited this floor and was very curious as to its make. He sent Vargas a message. 
“Greetings Vargas,
I am in need of some materials and col, I will be venturing up to floor ten. I was wondering if you would accompany me. I would greatly appreciate it, perhaps we can even go loot hunting. I miss fighting alongside you as we did in that labyrinth. If you would like to do this please meet me in Yomi in three hours, otherwise I will head out alone.”
With that he equipped his Leather Coat, Faces of the damned, and Misguidance before taking off down the familiar trail.

@Vargas
 

Atzo shook his head “I never had such luxuries as a child. To be honest, this is my first video game. After my parents were found dead under… mysterious circumstances I was finally able to try them out. They always looked really fun.” Atzo had stopped paying attention to his surrounding, He began to reminisce on the night he murdered his mother. He remembered the freeing feeling he had from it, He had been very pleased that night, he no longer had the horrible people that plagued him alive anymore and could begin to live his life the way he always wanted. Or at least he thought that before the car crash and this whole ordeal. It was strange to him how insane this all had gotten. He was beginning to realize that he lost a part of himself recently. Maybe he would be able to fix himself in the future

@Vigilon @Itzal

OOC: I don't mind, though we may need to wrap this up soon

Atzo nods “I would greatly appreciate you inviting her to the guild. We need as many people as possible if we want to gain power.” Atzo continued searching for materials. He had not remembered it taking him this long before but this game seemed to randomly generate everything so it was not too surprising. The blazing sun was beating down on the sand. Making it hard to look for materials. “So Hei, what is your end goal? Not necessarily with the guild but in general. I who do you want to be? I know it is a very personal question, and you won't offend me if you choose not to answer. Sometimes it is good to take a step back and think about such things, you know?” Atzo took a deep breath, it was a topic he hated, he hated asking himself for an answer but knew that he needed to from time to time.

@Hei

ID# 86546

LD: 3+1+2=6 (No mat)

The pen flew across the parchment at record speed. Atzo was focused beyond what he was used to. He had decided to write a book on the topic he knew so much about, Manipulation. He was a good five chapters in when he got a notification. He almost missed it but took a breath and checked it. It was Eatos, his Archbishop. He sighed, “It will be best for me to assist her. I am sure that these questions are going to be the death of me but I hope that is not the case. It seems I have troubled much of my guild as of late and I am sure that I will never hear the end of such things.”

Atzo stood up and walked to his bedroom. His equipment were all nicely displayed. Atzo shook his head as he equipped his Faces of the Damned, Amulet of the Damned, Cloak of the Changing Tides, and Misguidace. He then sent a message to Eatos.

“Greeting Eatos,

I will be there shortly. I am willing to answer any questions you may have for me. I do hope that they do not end poorly, though I do not expect anything. You do have items to help you with this quest correct?”

After hitting send Atzo begins his sprint to the town. He was able to shave it down to  two hours today.

@Eatos

Atzo shook his head “You are probably right Itzal. I have no idea how code works myself, all I know is that sometimes there are problems. I know binary but not for computers. Therefore I cannot give anything substantial to this interesting display of glitches.” He shruggs, “I wonder what other glitches had been seen and purged by the system. It is a strange thing to think of, AI with the ability to improve itself. I wonder what other applications it has…. Perhaps I should investigate some theory on microwaves and how they affect people. That is what I do after all” At this point Atzo was rambling to himself, not paying much head to the others “I knew I should have taken more courses in binary, though I think in this case I would need to research robotics to understand the method of the AI to improve itself, that and networking to try and understand just how much storage this thing would need. Perhaps while we are in it, our minds are being used as processors. That would explain the seemingly infinite speed and lack of lag that this game provides us...”

@Vigilon

ID# 86005

LD: 10+2+1=13 (no mat)

Atzo approached Kyoto “One day, Kyoto, we will get out of this game and you will be able to get there. If nothing else, we as guild mates will work together even in the real world. We are family, that is what families do right?” He looked back at everyone “Thank you all, for showing me what it means to have a family… I… Never got that before”
 
Atzo was not prepared for the punch, getting knocked back by it “YOU MOTHERF-” He didn't get to finish before Stryder was against him and in tears, the Cloak of the Changing Tides had purple and yellow strands of colour swimming around the gem-like background. He hugged Stryder back, “I know that death is a real consequence, kid, it's alright” Then it dawned on him “Wait… what do you mean it had been a month? You are kidding right? You are just pulling my leg, right?” He had a hint of fear in his voice, sorrow however seemed to be oozing from it. “So, Kikas is no more then” He said to himself, not realizing that he was speaking out loud. “I… I had no idea so much time had passed.” 
 
He pulled away from Stryder and walked over to Eatos. Not looking her in the eyes,  “I need to talk to you after all this if you will permit it. I… I need some advice and I know you are the person to go for that. I am sorry I snapped at you, I hadn’t known everything that had happened and I still have no solid idea.” He opened up his menu and looked at the guild page. Doing some edits he completely changed the structure. Promoting all who were there. Stryder to Crown-Prince, Eatos to Archbishop and Kyoto to Duke of Steel. He then closed his menu and looked back to Eatos “You deserve to be the head of the advisors more than Solomon. I hope that is worth something in terms of an ‘I’m sorry’.” 
 
He stepped back and began to walk towards the city, his head still hung “Let's get to the mansion and try to get out of this heat”
@XxSulSus

Atzo closed and locked the door to the Emerald Mansion. Turning to the forest he took off at fifteen miles per hour, and thanks to this game not causing energy loss from running, he was able to keep up that speed indefinitely. 
(OOC: that is not an unreasonable sprinting speed, Atzo is very well trained in the art of running away)
 
The air around him was quite brilliantly flying past him, he enjoyed his runs, though he did have to periodically slow down whenever he got to rough passages, though he was getting faster at moving over those every day. I wonder when I will get to the point of being able to pass over those perfectly and not have to sacrifice speed at all. Surely that will happen at some point. He thought to himself. It didn’t take him too long to reach the halfway point, he was definitely getting better at this. There seemed to be someone there fighting, not wanting to intrude on the fight Atzo allowed himself to be heard, not too noisy but enough where he wouldn’t startle the man. “Hey, need some help? Or do you got this under control?”

@Able