Vali stopped at the edge of the mountains. Before he was nothing but air, and more mountains. It had been so long since he came this deep into Seighart mountains. He missed the scent of soil, especially he had been surrounded by the aroma of fish for so long. The werewolf scratched his newly grown beard. He wasn't fond of facial hair, but over time he learned to care not about his physical appearance. There was nobody for him to look well enough for. His silver eyes dropped down to the flask carrying the bitter brown liquid. His right hand snatched the bottle off his waist and brought it towards his chapped and cracked lips. They resembled the cracks in the mountains. The liquid slithered between his lips, surfed his tongue, before falling down into his belly. Oh, how he loved Ale. He was already drunk, but the more Ale wouldn't kill him no matter how much weaker he became. Seighart is where Vali would attempt to reunite with an old partner of his; Konstantin. What he wanted was simple enough, Konstantin just had to be down to give it to him. Valhalla was the only thing that Vali could find comfort in at this point, and Kon was the only man he'd let send him there. However, Vali's nose may have been weakened like the rest of his body because although he seemed to follow the scent, the one-armed man was nowhere to be found... but then...

Purple silky hair blowing in the wind as the ice mage, Konstantin Sokolov, guildmaster of the sentinel syndicate trapped instead the body of a teenage girl sat upon the edge of the floating island to which he called home. He had been stuck in this form for a number of days now trying to figure out how to get back to his normal appearance but all attempts were for naught. Disheartened everyday he looked at the ground beneath him considering it as an option, however knowing that not even that would kill him. With a heavy sigh, Kon, appointing the pseudonym Konyo turned to get up, only to catch a glance of a familiar face, Vali. It was undoubtedly him, it had been many years but one could always tell, “Where had that sorry son of a bitch been?” He thought to himself as he considered approaching him to greet him, holding back due to his own distracting appearance. Afterall why would he believe that he was Kon previously a man of great stature now a developing woman.

Pride be damned he would not be stopped from a reunion between himself and a long-term friend, and so he did as he did so many times before and thrust himself off the edge of the island aiming towards somewhere close but not too close. Unlike those previous times, his clothes and hair provided him with a great sense of embarrassment mainly because he’d be interacting with someone who knew him for his serious side. He had adopted a more youthful approach wearing clothes befitting a high school student and hair braided in a quirky fashion. In an attempt to remind the man of who he was he entered his eyesight leading with his name. “Vali, it’s been a while still drinking I see... I hope you would have stopped you’re going to kill yourself one day.” Giving the obviously intoxicated icebergian a moment to collect his thoughts, Kon continued in his newly adopted female voice. “It’s me, by the way, Kon there was some magic at play and now I’m a girl...yep it’s uhh definitely something else.”

Weapon Name: Stormcaller Type: Bow Handling: Two-Handed Class: Legendary Element: Lightning Durability: 2x S-Rank Description: A bow that calls upon the power of thunder. Details: The bow is 2 meters long. Abilities Thunderclap: When an arrow hits a target, it produces a loud sound like thunder. This sound is powerful enough to deafen the target for their next two posts. The wielder of the weapon is not affected. Spells Spells: Name: Arrow Shot Rank: D Mana Cost: 25 Requirements: Stormcaller Bow Type: Offensive Element: Lightning Range: 10 Meters Cooldown: 1 Post Duration: Instant Effect: The user holds the bow steady with one hand and begins to pulls the string with their other hand. As the string is being pulled back, a 30 centimeter arrow of mana begins to materialize. The user then releases the string and shoots the magic arrow at the aimed target. Name: Arrow Shot Rank: C Mana Cost: 50 Requirements: Stormcaller Bow Type: Offensive Element: Lightning Range: 15 Meters Cooldown: 2 Posts Duration: Instant Effect: The user holds the bow steady with one hand and begins to pulls the string with their other hand. As the string is being pulled back, a 30 centimeter arrow of mana begins to materialize. The user then releases the string and shoots the magic arrow at the aimed target. Name: Arrow Shot Rank: B Mana Cost: 100 Requirements: Stormcaller Bow Type: Offensive Element: Lightning Range: 20 Meters Cooldown: 3 Post Duration: Instant Effect: The user holds the bow steady with one hand and begins to pulls the string with their other hand. As the string is being pulled back, a 30 centimeter arrow of mana begins to materialize. The user then releases the string and shoots the magic arrow at the aimed target. Name: Arrow Shot Rank: A Mana Cost: 200 Requirements: Stormcaller Bow Type: Offensive Element: Lightning Range: 25 Meters Cooldown: 4 Post Duration: Instant Effect: The user holds the bow steady with one hand and begins to pulls the string with their other hand. As the string is being pulled back, a 30 centimeter arrow of mana begins to materialize. The user then releases the string and shoots the magic arrow at the aimed target. Name: Arrow Shot Rank: S Mana Cost: 500 Requirements: Stormcaller Bow Type: Offensive Element: Lightning Range: 30 Meters Cooldown: 5 Post Duration: Instant Effect: The user holds the bow steady with one hand and begins to pulls the string with their other hand. As the string is being pulled back, a 30 centimeter arrow of mana begins to materialize. The user then releases the string and shoots the magic arrow at the aimed target. Name: Shock Barrage Rank: A Mana Cost: 200 Requirements: None Type: Offensive Element: Lightning Range: 25 Meters Cooldown: 4 Posts Duration: Instant Effect: The user holds the bow steady with one hand and begins to pulls the string with their other hand while aiming it at the sky. The arrow is then shot upwards. The second magic circle will appear somewhere on the ground with a diameter of 5 meters. The arrow will land in the middle of that circle and damage everyone within the AoE. Name: Wrath of the Storm Rank: S Mana Cost: 1000 Requirements: Stormcaller Bow Type: Offensive Element: Lightning Range: ~ Cooldown: Once Per Topic Duration: Sustain Effect: The user holds the bow steady with one hand and begins to pull the string with their other hand while aiming it at the sky. An arrow is then shot upwards. Suddenly, thunderclouds will form and a storm will begin. This storm will rage throughout the topic until the user runs out of mana or decides to cancel it. As the storm is ongoing, every player in the topic—excluding the user—will be assigned a number. This is done by dividing 100 by the number of people in the topic excluding the user. The user must state these numbers and the names they're attached to the moment they use this spell. Starting from the moment the spell is cast, the user may roll a dice (including the first time this spell is cast). They may not edit the number ranges after the rolling begins. Based on whose name it rolled on, thunder will strike down from the skies randomly and hit that person, dealing S-Rank lightning magical damage. This is instantaneous and cannot be dodged. However, it does not go through armour or shields. Off-Hand Name: Midas' Gauntlet Slot: Weapon Type: Hand Class: Mythic Quantity: Limited Element: Light Damage: +200 Durability: Indestructible Description: A large gauntlet that was made from the purest gold in all the land and heavens. Said to be by the Gods themselves. This gauntlet was forged and blessed with the power to turn objects and spells into gold. It is seen as a gift to its owner blessing them with great wealth and prosperity, but it is a great curse. History: The Gauntlet of Midas, forged from the finest and purest gold in all the land and heavens. It was said the gauntlet was forged by the Gods themselves and blessed to grant whoever wore it with great wealth and prosperity. The gauntlet was handed down to Midas of Bosco. The gauntlet was a gift to help his homeland prosper during the great Seraphim Demon threat. Its ability to turn all objects and spells into gold made Midas a powerful warrior in his own right. But power and wealth corrupts. The power of the gauntlet corrupted Midas, manifesting into violent paranoia that everyone was out to steal it from him. Midas wanted to keep the power of the gauntlet to himself so he turned on his own allies and sided with Illumin. Vengeful from Midas' betrayal the gods bound Midas' soul into the gauntlet so he could never enter Illumin's Grace Requirements The user does not have to be of a class that can wield off-hand weapons but can be used in the off-hand slot. Users that have collected a relic may ignore any pre-existing requirement for any of the nine. They also receive a 50% discount as the finder of the relic weapon while receiving a 25% discount for all other relic weapons, no other discount apply when purchasing a relic weapon. Drawbacks Paranoia: The Spirit of Midas inside the Gauntlet carries on his strong desire to keep the Gauntlet to himself, this spreads to the current bearer. Midas' corrupted will affects the user with a strong desire to protect and keep the gauntlet from others, eventually turning into paranoia. Fused: The Midas' Gauntlet is permanently fixed to the user's hand until their death or the loss of the hand. Abilities Golden Touch: Anything struck by the Midas' Gauntlet will immediately turn to gold and become immobile if the target's overall or limb durability reaches its limits the effect will apply across the limb or the entire rest of the targets body. Note: This effect does not apply to the user or their equipment. Midas' Nullification: Midas' Gauntlet can turn spells into gold upon hitting it. The wielder must pay the same amount of mana as the spell they are hitting to transmute it. Earrings Name: Asmaan Earrings Type: Earrings Class: Legendary Quantity: Unlimited Element: Arcane Durability: Indestructible Bonus Speed: +60 Ring Name: Tempo Ring Type: Ring Class: Unique Quantity: Unlimited Element: Arcane Durability: 1x S-Rank Abilities The user receives 1-post cooldown reduction in all their spells. Necklace Name: Hesiod Amulet Type: Amulet Class: Unique Quantity: Unlimited Element: Arcane Durability: 1x S-Rank Abilities The user receives 1-post cooldown reduction in all their spells. Helm Name: Agatha's Mask Slot: Head Type: Mask Class: Rare Weight: Light Quantity: Limited Element: Arcane Durability: 1x B-Rank Bonus Spell: Name: Agatha's Illusion Rank: B Mana Cost: 100 Requirements: None Type: Supplementary Element: Arcane Range: Self Cooldown: 5 Posts Duration: Sustain Effect: The user can use this spell to change their appearance. The spell does not allow the user to change their appearance into that of an existing person (whether it's a player or non-player, dead or alive). The user can also change their appearance into that of a human if they're not human. The height of the user is not altered through this spell. Relic Name: Millennium Eye Type: Eye Class: Legendary Quantity: Limited Element: Arcane Durability: Indestructible Abilities Power Scouter: When looking at a target, the user can see the amount of mana they posses and their exact distribution of attribute points. They cannot mention the number to others since it would make no sense to them, but the user can make perfect sense of the value they see. Type Scouter: The user can see the type (Offensive, Defensive, Supplementary etc.) of a spell when looking at one, and also the elemental-type to which that spell belongs. The user can also see which type of mana a target possesses when looking at them (Fire, Water, Earth etc.). Mana Seeker: The user can see mana with the Millennium Eye. Therefore, even if their vision is completely blurred or the target is invisible, they can still see the silhouettes of whoever that possesses mana. Depending on how much mana they possess, the silhouette appears brighter or dimmer. Companion Name: Timcanpy Slot: Companion Race: Construct Class: Legendary Quantity: Limited Element: Light Mana: 2000 Statistics: Strength: 1 Constitution: 121 Speed: 31 Physiology: Timcanpy is a simple minded, though incredibly curious about the world, its naivety frequently gets it and its owner into troublesome situations. Despite its appearance it is remarkably expressive with its movement. Timcanpy is a small, golden ball-like being with four, stubby legs, the front two of which he can form little "fingers" with, a long tail that ends in a thick swirl, and two feathered wings. A cross fleury adorns his "face", and above it are two small horns. He does also has a mouth, teeth and tongue, which he has recently learned to eat with. Despite having most of the components to speak it, it is unable to after being cursed by the maker’s rival. Perks Matched Speed: While tethered, the wisp may travel at the same speed as their tethered partner. Flight: The companion is capable of flight, and can cover up to one meters above the ground or match the height of their tethered partner. Spells Spells: Name: Overcharge Rank: A Mana Cost: 200 Requirements: None Type: Supplementary Element: Light Range: Nil Cooldown: 4 Duration: Sustain Effect: Timcanpy may overcharge itself allowing it to use the rest of his abilities more frequently and more efficiently, contextually receiving a 1 post cool-down reduction and a 10% mana reduction. This effect carries over to those tethered to Timcanpy. Name: Tether Rank: A Mana Cost: 200 Requirements: None Type: Supplementary Element: Light Range: 20 meters Cooldown: 4 Posts Duration: Sustain Effect: Timcanpy throws a beam at a target which will pull the spirit within 5 meters of them if they are more than 15 meters away while Io is tethered to the target, the target will receive 1xA rank worth of healing that Timcanpy receives on top of any healing that the target gains from other methods. If the target or Timcanpy leaves the maximum range of 20 meters the tether will break.

"Who the fuck?" Vali uttered as he rubbed his eyes. Out of all the things he expected, he never thought he'd see Konstantin as...well...a woman. Vali was stunned at first, but honestly weirder things have happened in this world. The Viking King tried to hold his laughter in, but after a mere few seconds, he could no longer retain his composure. Soon, laughter erupted from the giant Viking. Konstantin spoke after, explaining that magic was the reason he looked the way he did now. Of course, magic was the reason, it was always the reason. His tone was still the same, and his scent was as well- the scent that belonged only to him. "Ahhh..." Vali sighed as he stood straight again. He was laughing so hard that he nearly puked the gallons of ale he drank. "You're a cute little woman now, Aye? Seems you're really feeling it all with your whole outfit and all that." He nodded. "You look great- and yer running your own guild. Good for you, playing the cards of humanity right." He smiled drunkenly. "Good to see you, I'm sorry you have to see me this way, I've been drinkin' myself away as you can see. It seems that not even gallons of ale a day can kill me." He rubbed his head. "I'm glad I found you...because I need you to send me to Valhalla." All emotions dropped from his demeanor, and now he stood as serious and as cold as ever. "I have not a single path to take in this realm, and the gods seemed to have given up on me- yet still, I can enter the heavens if I die honorably. " Yup, just throw it all at her at once.

Frowning as best he could with his female form, giving of a cute display of annoyance rather than that of anger. It was just another one of things that he was going to have to get used to, alongside the various other female issues he was unaccustomed to. Vali, it seemed, had fallen from his respectable form into a husk of a person drowning his problems in alcohol. His facade of a stable individual broke within moments of seeing him. Just how had Vali someone who Kon considered strong of character and will corrupt himself. His request was what ultimately threw the frost mage off, he wished for Kon to kill him. That said, Vali didn’t want him to just slaughter him, no he clearly was there for a fight, his last fight. Humbled and honoured that he, Vali came to him in the hopes to reach his beloved Valhalla. “Okay, I will honour your request.” Commenting as he removed his blazer, revealing both of his metal arms contrasting with one another as he rolled up the sleeves of his thin white shirt.

Kon considered the man to be a friend, as a result he would bring an end to the fight and his life as painlessly and quickly as he could achieve. At least that’s what he hoped for as he didn’t know what tricks the man had up his sleeve. It was curious in any case looking at him through his golden eye, it was as if Vali had weakened since they last saw each other, or was it something else. The difference between the two of them had become so great when they last saw each-other that he couldn’t compare himself to him. Something serious went astray for Vali, but he wasn’t going to pry merely carry out his last request.

Taking in a deep breath, the former nephilim pushed magic into his prosthetic arm unleashing sparks of electricity charring the cloth around it partially revealing the soft skin of his torso. Lightning contained within the arm reaching an unstable point, Kon thrust his radiating hand into the air. Immediately dark clouds grew around the mountain, Lightning struck both close and miles away. Rain shortly followed the shocking display coating the dry mountain into a blanket of water. “Shall we begin, Vali?” He questioned after a bolt of lightning struck between them.

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The man-turned-woman threw her cloak aside. Just as he did, Vali also threw his cloak. Kon revealed both of his arms, both no longer flesh and bone. Vali was only slightly surprised at the sight. Last time he saw Kon, Kon only had one metallic arm. The guild master seemed to have a knack for sacrificing himself for power. In a world like this, those sacrifices were probably necessary depending on the importance of your own life. Unlike the former Viking King, Kon was continuously growing in power. Suddenly the clouds became dark, and lightning began to crack around the two. The plan today wasn't to live, but if he wanted to get into Valhalla, he'd have to give his all in this fight. So without further adieu Vali focused the little power he had, and began to morph into the beast he always was. His bones shifted, expanded, and cracked. His skin stretched and hair began to grow at an accelerated rate. When the lightning between them had vanished, Vali stood at about 11 feet tall. Contrary to what he initially thought, he still had the strength to maintain such a form. "Hmph!" was all he could manage as he darted forward at 12 meters per second as the lightning between them vanished. The distance between them 5 meters, Vali would approach his opponent in under a second, and as he did so would bring his hand up so that just as he reached Kon, he could swipe up diagonally using his right hand across the school-girls chest from the left side of her waist. If he had successfully landed his attack, he'd shoot his opposite hand forward to grab Kon's neck, and immediately squeeze with his nails. "Don't hold back!" he'd demand.

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Kon,  or Konyo, in this case, did the honorable thing and wait for his friend now opponent to prepare for the fight just as he received the same courtesy. Vali performed a more physical change transforming into a hulking beast rather than a man. His physical abilities nearly doubled relative to his original ones, still well within his capabilities as a mage. While he had remained in place save for shifting into a more defensive stance bringing up his arms, his chaotic magic had other plans. It would be the first attack sending down a bolt of lightning at the man turned beasts back as it charged towards him. Unpretuble by the shock upon his thick pelt, Vali continued his ravenous charge towards him. Being such a large creature his actions projected far greater than the average man with his right arm attempting an almost lazy swipe from Kon's left to right. While the distance between them was minimal as was his raised left hand to Vali's outreached right. Meeting the hair arm midway up his shirt just before his Brassiere turning the lower portions of his shirt into ribbons and tore through his soft pale skin. The blow would be sufficient to cast it aside and injure the werewolves' arm but not leave it immobile. "Darn it!" He said gritting his teeth.

As he had done so, too many times now, he had neglect to watch the rest of his opponent as he felt claws curl around his thin neck now lacking his defined adam's apple. Even with his back partially charred from the lightning that had already struck him and right arm permanently cripple, Vali was still confident in their fight. "Amazing..." Kon thought to himself as the rain began to worsen. He even encouraged the now petite woman in short to give him all he had. "Of course." Knowing the strength of Vali and himself, he largely ignored the claws rather pierced through his flesh around his neck. Instead, Kon brought up his open left hand at a mighty speed and targeting the hairy arm attached to the hand that bound Kon in place, clasping it with his own fearsome strength. During that time he had pulled back his right arm charged once again with powerful lightning now presented as an arrow seeming made out of lightning, which was shot point-blank towards the beast of a man's chest. An easy target, that's what he had made himself, and unless he could perform some sort of miracle he would be hard-pressed to recover from the beating he would just receive alongside the lightning which continued to strike down upon him.

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Vali completely disregarded the damage done to him from a lighting bolt. Konstantin had the prowess similar to that of the thunder god, but Vali wasn't done yet. He had successfully dealt with damage to his opponent but even with his hand crushing Kon's neck, it wasn't enough to defeat him. Granted the end goal wasn't to kill the Nephilim, he did want to leave this realm with a bang. So just as his opposer began with his attack, Vali also had moved forward with his own attack. Once Kon lifted his hand to grab the werewolf's arm, Vali lifted Kon by his neck, hand still wrapped around the guild master, digging his nails deeper into the woman's neck. Once he went to slam the school-girl, an arrow of lightning pierced his chest. Nothing was stopping this attack from happening though. The Viking King ignored the pain and would slam his opponent neck first into the ground, most likely stopping whatever attack could have followed. Once Kon touched the ground, Vali would lift him gain quickly and repeatedly slam him about four more times at unrealistic speeds for a normal man. Vali was no normal man. After the last chokeslam, the Werewolf roared before falling to his back. He was tired, drunk, and now bleeding out from between his breasts. The pain was unbearable, but his eyes gazed upon the clear sky. The clouds seemed to move closer and closer towards him. Quickly, the werewolf for vanished and there would lay a giant Viking. A man is once known as the Silver Titan, and the Mad Titan, who would later be recognized as the Viking King. As he laid there bleeding out, his body was in shock. He could not move enough to see the damage he had done to his opponent, but he was sure that he'd leave a scar somewhere. As the father laid on the floor, he coughed up blood. "Ow..." he'd manage. "Kon..." Vali began. "Promise me...that you'll protect Priscilla and my newborn son..." He said. Whether Kon replied or not didn't matter as he was drifting between life and death. "I never imagined that I'd be trying to go to Valhalla so soon...alas the gods have no use for me here anymore. I have failed everyone..." Suddenly, Vali could see the Valkyries. Kon probably could not see them, but they were flying high on their horses, making their way towards the Viking Lord. "You must never tell my son or Priscilla that you killed me. If my boy is anything like his father...he'll grow up to hate you." The Valkyries finally landed beside the warrior. "They're here... the Valkyries are here to take me home." He coughed again. "Th-thank you...Konstantin..." Finally, his eyes shut. Vali Onfroy, King of the Vikings was now no longer living amongst humans. Valhalla awaited him.

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True to his beast form and his personality, Vali was unrelenting in his charge and assault to the man turned woman, continuing to slam Kon over and over against the ground much to his dismay. The constant back and forth was bringing his lunch to the foreground, rising up within him, only held back from leaving his stomach through sheer force of will. In spite of the constant bashing his upper body received, Kon had maintained his golden grasp on the werewolf king’s arm waiting for his moment to pull back with the same force as when he had struck it. Once, two times he was thrown to the ground neck still bound tightly in the man’s hand. Just as he was being raised up for the fourth time Kon yanked at the hairy arm delivering untold damage to the limb turning the flesh into golden, living into the non-living matter. It was over just as quickly as it started.

Admitting his defeat, Vali began to relish the scenery as best one could before giving his final words to the Crusader. He called for Kon to protect a son that he never knew Vali had alongside Priscilla whom he only knew as a guild member. “They were together?” He thought to himself still listening to Vali's fettling message. Referring to himself as a failure while requesting for the cause of his death to remain a secret. Happy to carry out the will of a dying man, all he needed to do was nod as his lightning once more struck down upon Vali as he proclaimed the arrival of the valkyries, a powerful group of warriors in Vali’s religion.

With a heavy heart, Kon looked down upon the lifeless body of his friend. Seeing what he had done brought a single tear from his right eye. “Goodbye my friend, I will remember you for the good times, I hope I can bring you honor.” As his friend, he would not leave his corpse for looters and vultures, instead, he would create a golden sarcophagus here and now. Looking out from the peak he would forever be able to see below him and be a fixture of the land.

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