Tournament Arc [NQ| S]

Odin † · Wed May 25, 2022 12:39 pm

Guild :

Eternal Nightmare

Threat :

Catastrophe

Jewels :

1,570,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Daemon (Vice)

Experience :

1,224,250

Reputation :

16,100

Class :

Spellsword

Strength :

501

Speed :

1

Constitution :

192

Endurance :

215

Intelligence :

64

Mana :

9,100

Odin's new body was fresh, and it was time for him to put it to the test. He didn't have his magic, he didn't have his copy eye, nor his axe and shield. He had lost everything that made him strong before, but in its place came a new power. Morrigan had made him a daemon, but her powers had done more than that. He was not simply a normal daemon, he had become something much more since that day when his guild had been attacked. Ancient texts in the Spire had called him an Eudaemon: a being that hadn't existed for centuries, an unholy fusion of Seraphim and Demon. He had become a hybrid being, granted the powers of both the light and the dark. And with this new race came his new appearance, as he ran a pale hand through his silver hair. He was something new.

153/1250

Odin † · Wed May 25, 2022 12:47 pm

Guild :

Eternal Nightmare

Threat :

Catastrophe

Jewels :

1,570,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Daemon (Vice)

Experience :

1,224,250

Reputation :

16,100

Class :

Spellsword

Strength :

501

Speed :

1

Constitution :

192

Endurance :

215

Intelligence :

64

Mana :

9,100

It was time to test out the new body, and there was only one way to do so: fight. Luckily for Odin, Baska held the perfect opportunity for anyone seeking battle. Even better, and for possibly the first time in the Wizard Lord's life since the attack on the capital so many years ago, no one recognised him. It would take some time before the news of his transformation spread throughout Fiore, but once it did it would be an unstoppable fire. Odin had precious little time to enjoy being a nobody, and he figured joining a fighting contest under the name 'Lucas' was definitely one of the more exciting ways to take advantage of that time, as well as give him the chance to experiment a little bit. After all, he had no idea what it felt like to fight with a humanoid body again. With skin, with muscles. He had no idea what he was doing.

312/1250

Odin † · Wed May 25, 2022 12:51 pm

Guild :

Eternal Nightmare

Threat :

Catastrophe

Jewels :

1,570,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Daemon (Vice)

Experience :

1,224,250

Reputation :

16,100

Class :

Spellsword

Strength :

501

Speed :

1

Constitution :

192

Endurance :

215

Intelligence :

64

Mana :

9,100

And so he was brought to the Great Rock of Baska. Many weeks had passed since Odin and Venus had competed together to defeat the champion, and a new champion had arisen. However, this tournament was slightly different to the others. For one, it was only hand to hand combat. No magic, no weapons, just whoever you were and whatever you yourself could do. Odin couldn't help but chuckle as he saw that, as it was perfect for what he wanted. He needed to know how many hits he could take, and how many he could dish out, before being knocked down. After all, better to find that out now rather than a few weeks down the line when another upstart guild came for his head and, more importantly, his bounty. Odin the Eudaemon had a reputation to uphold, he wasn't the kind of person to bow down if threatened, but first he needed more knowledge.

470/1250

Odin † · Wed May 25, 2022 3:39 pm

Guild :

Eternal Nightmare

Threat :

Catastrophe

Jewels :

1,570,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Daemon (Vice)

Experience :

1,224,250

Reputation :

16,100

Class :

Spellsword

Strength :

501

Speed :

1

Constitution :

192

Endurance :

215

Intelligence :

64

Mana :

9,100

He signed up under his fake name, no one paying it any heed of course. He was a complete unknown factor in this fight. No one viewed him as too much of a threat. After all, despite his bulky figured, Odin gave no indication that he hid anything. All that he could offer was, seemingly, on show for his opponents to watch and bear witness to. It was the small ones, those who appeared weak at first glance, that were always interesting to watch. Either they truly were weak. in which case they wouldn't last one round, or they were secretly hiding their power. Odin could tell which were which from their looks, how they held themselves, and a few other things. It didn't matter to him though, he had fights to win, he didn't care who his opponents were to be. And, sure enough, the first bell rang out.

623/1250

Odin † · Wed May 25, 2022 3:42 pm

Guild :

Eternal Nightmare

Threat :

Catastrophe

Jewels :

1,570,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Daemon (Vice)

Experience :

1,224,250

Reputation :

16,100

Class :

Spellsword

Strength :

501

Speed :

1

Constitution :

192

Endurance :

215

Intelligence :

64

Mana :

9,100

His first opponent was someone who looked like Odin: strong, well built and, as many suspected of the Wizard Lord, nothing else. The man was strong, for an average male in his mid-30s. He'd have no chance against someone of Odin's calibre. But, that wasn't the point of the day. Taking his opponent out with a single punch, which completely feasible, wasn't going to be much use to the former Lich. Instead, he wanted to take a few punches, get a feel for the reactions of his body. It had been a while since he had experienced physical pain, or at least pain in the same sense as humans felt.

It was easy, what with Odin's low speed, to make it seem like he was a lumbering fool, unable to hold himself upright, let alone land a punch. He took three hits from the man.

774/1250

Odin † · Wed May 25, 2022 3:46 pm

Guild :

Eternal Nightmare

Threat :

Catastrophe

Jewels :

1,570,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Daemon (Vice)

Experience :

1,224,250

Reputation :

16,100

Class :

Spellsword

Strength :

501

Speed :

1

Constitution :

192

Endurance :

215

Intelligence :

64

Mana :

9,100

Those three hits weren't enough to seriously do anything to Odin, he honestly barely registered them, but he was content in letting the man wail on him a little bit more. That was, until he got called out by his opponent. It was dumb for Odin to get so worked up, he knew why he was here and it wasn't to get upset about some idiot's words. But something about him, about what he said, it hurt the Eudaemon. Perhaps his body wasn't the only thing he would be testing today. He hadn't felt true emotion in so long, he barely remembered how it worked. But now it was coming back in full swing. A full swing followed from Odin, thankfully his foe decided to 'give him a free hit' which was all he needed. Straight through the man's heart, Odin even felt the beating fade in his hands.

931/1250

Odin † · Wed May 25, 2022 3:50 pm

Guild :

Eternal Nightmare

Threat :

Catastrophe

Jewels :

1,570,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Daemon (Vice)

Experience :

1,224,250

Reputation :

16,100

Class :

Spellsword

Strength :

501

Speed :

1

Constitution :

192

Endurance :

215

Intelligence :

64

Mana :

9,100

He pulled his hand back, enjoying the warm feeling of blood on his skin as the people around him began to have mixed reactions. Some cheered at the gore, others screamed in horror at the sight. It mattered little to Odin, who studied his bloodied hand with the glee of a child receiving a present from Jolly Saint Nicholas, something Odin himself had once received. The blood flowed down his hands, dripping to the ground where it pooled and began to congeal. Without a second thought, Odin licked the tips of his fingers, savouring the taste of the man's demise.

Perhaps because of the horror, or maybe they were worried they would run out of combatants, Odin was instantly pushed up to fight the champion next. No one else wanted to risk fighting the Eudaemon, didn't want to follow the fate of the man who had come before. That worked fine for Odin, he was here to fight only one person anyway. Who would it be?

1,099/1250

Odin † · Wed May 25, 2022 3:55 pm

Guild :

Eternal Nightmare

Threat :

Catastrophe

Jewels :

1,570,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Daemon (Vice)

Experience :

1,224,250

Reputation :

16,100

Class :

Spellsword

Strength :

501

Speed :

1

Constitution :

192

Endurance :

215

Intelligence :

64

Mana :

9,100

The champion skulked forward, almost like he couldn't be bothered with fighting today. He also seemed to have no knowledge of what Odin had done just moments prior, or he simply didn't care. Whatever it was, the small man had the look of someone who had fought, and won, many times before. Just as the other men had been watching the weaker looking fighters, the champion was one Odin had picked out as providing the façade. Unaccustomed to his body, and potentially fighting against someone very strong, Odin readied himself...

...for the small man to rush directly at the Wizard Lord. Straight ahead, full speed, into the waiting arms of Odin. He grabbed the man by the hair just as he had approached, and raised him into the air. That was when he saw the look that he would come to savour for many more years. Fear. He ripped the champions head off, drank the blood gushing from his neck, and threw his corpse to the ground, taking his winnings as he did so with glee.

1280/1250

-Exit-

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