Releasing The Blood of the Berserker [Private]

[Aeon]

Aeon, had struggled since the start to manage to get his berserker ability to activate, it was hard to force damage on yourself when around others.



They insisted on making sure they would be the only ones getting injured.



Aeon set his sights on a lone dull green slime.



Aeon drew his blade from its scabbard placing the blade tip touching into his left hand, slowly but surely he pushed the blade into his palm.



It felt like fire exploded in his hand pain shot up through arm, but he knew he had to keep going watching his health tic down slowly but surley.



But by now the Slime had seem to notice him and was slowly but surely, rolling in liquid like form towards him.



It seemed so slow but became so rapid, it felt like fire rose up within him, his skin reddened and the colour of his tattoos looked slightly redder, he did wonder as well if it was affecting his eyes, because that would be creepy.



But this was no time to waste thinking, it was time to make a kill.



Aeon made his charge running head long towards the slime.



It felt like slow motion the Slime and Aeon jumped at the same time, his blade and his arm raised forwards and as the tip met with the Slime, its balloon like form wavered and shock as it centre became compressed and its sides bulged outwards, as the blade broke through its membrane of a body the slime exploded spray foul green liquid out as it disintegrated into gold and bubbles.


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[Aeon]

Aeon now rather higher level than when he had first tried his abilities as a berserker and better equipped than before a new shiner sword, better armour more powerful spells.

His tattered cloak hung from his shoulders and his sword in its scabbard hung from his right hip, his right hand resting on its handle.

His boots covered in mud, cleaning them was a hard task as every day they would build up more, so Aeon had got used to having a second pair of shoes for if he was doing something he needed to look “proper” for, like meeting or greetings or trading.

Aeon made his way through the lush woodland it was rather beautiful in the day as sun pierced through the leaves creating beautiful patterns on the ground as the wind moved the leaves allowing the light to flicker through.

Aeon was on a journey to the dark areas of the forest, he had rumours of some sort of demon rodent, that cleaved at its foes with a plant tail and it hunted in packs. He planned to have a go killing a few of them if he could, if not well that was life you sometimes fail at things you have to accept that and move on because well you can’t win everything and what’s the fun in having no challenge.

As Aeon moved deeper into the woodland the leaves began to change from there lush bright green towards darker greens and then oranges and gold as if it was autumn as he moved deeper into the forest, Aeon half expected the leaves to disappear as if he would be moving through the phases of the seasons, as leaves crumpled under his foot and occasional branches cracked as he walked across the forest floor.

As Aeon got deeper into the forest the leaves didn’t disappear but seemed to turn black, black as if they were a darker side of the forest it seemed only like a small patch maybe as if something was seeping off the forest or maybe it was just Aeon’s view as the light had mostly been blotted out by the tree canopy.

It was as he moved deeper it seemed as if something was watching him, you know the feeling you get that cold feeling you get running down your spine as if you’re subconscious knows something is out there watching you.

Rustling in the leaf litter and the bushes, what pricks up the hair on your arms making them stand of end under your clothing, the goose bumps, that try to produce fear in your very mind, something that would force your guard down, when its true idea is to heighten it but fails because the mind falls into disarray, Aeon didn’t plan to let this happen he was sure he was insane anyway, always planning ahead thinking of “insane” plans something that surely wouldn’t work, that’s why he preferred being a lone wolf that stalked its prey.

Appearing from nowhere like a vulture to its prey, launching an attack against numbers that one on their own shouldn’t be able to slay.

Like one encounter in a game, he team planned to ambush the other team, he set his plan in motion before his team could even pull of their assault, he had burst in dropping his active camouflage he had equipped for that match, his character had an alien shotgun in hand and a handful of grenades, He caught his foes by surprise from behind the first one didn’t see it coming before they could react he had snapped the neck of the first one, as the other 3 tried to react he had launched a grenade into the centre of the 3 fools who had nicely been standing in a cluster, it detonated rapidly shattering there shields but protecting, his character from the blast as they had been standing in front of him, the first received a quick blow to the head with the butt of the gun and went down, the second made an attempt letting off some rounds taking a small amount from the shield but a single round punched through his shield from the shotgun destroying the fool sending his body into dust, the last one thought he was smart trying to draw his energy sword, he tried to attack but a quick swing back deflected the blade shattering both of their shields, but the fool was at point blank range and with a flash and a bang, he too was slain disintegrating as the rounds from the alien weapon hit him.


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[Aeon]

Aeon stopped in his tracks casting his force shield as he did, the light blow glow enveloped him in a shield as he did so, there was something moving in a bush.

As it began to emerge Aeon cast Thunderbolt Crash onto his sword it hummed and glowed white as he did giving him a small emanation as well.

Red eyes pierced out, emerging from the undergrowth was a single creature a creature like rodent, with small razor sharp teeth and great big eyes for seeing its prey in the dark, its fur a dark and dank brown and its tail was a mixture of long twisting vines with brutal spikes on it.

This made no sense Aeon had heard rumours of them hunting in packs so there had to be more, he combat senses his experiences in games, he trusted he instincts and ducked down.

Touching his chest Aeon cast Serpents Bolt, the electrons began surging in him, as he heard the sound of what seemed like a whip cracking above his head, they had tried to distract him, Aeon turned his head slightly as one was behind him had tried to strike at his head and another showed its self from behind a tree.

They had tried to make some form of formation, cutting off his escape forcing him to fight.

Aeon swivelled and swung his sword towards the one that had first attempted to strike him, it would make sense have the leader attack first because well there the leader, put the runt in harm’s way to one to draw attention.

The first way to break your enemies morale put them on edge was to kill the leader, the morale shock would weaken there battle tactics leaving them vulnerable to the butcher, as their minds become overloaded enter panic, causing rash actions and lowered reaction time.

Lunging forward with his blade, the thing was rather slow maybe it was fat from eating all its prey or maybe surprised the creature it attacked had fought back so quickly, but still the little blighter was quick darting back as the tip of the blade contacted its overextended tail.

The leader’s tail became floppy as energy passed through it seemingly paralyzing the creature’s tail.

There was another crack from behind as a thorn barbed tail struck him from behind, it gouged into Aeon’s back as it struck one of the other ambushers had used the attack on the leader as a chance to get an attack in, these things were rather smart, of course they didn’t know aeon’s spells and closing in on him is just what he wanted.

As the other two closed, Aeon’s body overloaded forking out lightning across his foes as the Serpents bolt slithered through the air exploding the area around him in a crackle of lightning, there was a slight spell of burning as the fur of the creatures hissed as the energy burned into them from the bolt.

The runt of the group made its attempt to attack as it did, Aeon blinked as he did his teleport was directed to move behind them, as he disappeared the barbed tail dung into the undergrowth as he disappeared from thin air.

Of course the teleport only moved him a few metres, from his foes. Aeon lunged towards the runt of the litter, stabbing his blade as he did into the runts flank, it let out a painful squeal as in keeled over onto its side as the lightning paralyzing effects affected its body.

As the other two swung there barbed tails, Aeon raised his sword blocking the leaders tail downwards into the ground as its other brethren, slammed its tail into Aeon’s left shoulder.

As it did Aeon Serpents Bolt yet again overloaded ark lightning out around him exploding around him and his foes, before the moderate weasel could pull his tail away Aeon grabbed hold of it, it hurt as the thorns dug in and as he rolled the vine tail around his hand, but Aeon used it as an anchor dragging the creature towards him and with a fell swoop, Aeon cut down the creature with his blade it exploded into bubbles as he did so its tail disappearing from his hand as blood dripped from his glove.

The runt tried to get to its feet as the Largest of the three now two, walked over it like it was nothing to it, it attacked were its brethren had attacked before the left shoulder again it cleaved in as the pain got stronger as Aeon’s health began to drop even lower, Aeon’s HP had reached about 20% now and as he swung across with the slice the still slightly paralyzed leader was cut through as its reactions were dulled by the paralysations it had received from the enchanted blade, it burst as well turning to dust due to the raging blood that filled Aeon’s veins from his berserker power.

As the largest one was finished, Aeon got to his feet as the smallest still squirmed in agony from its puncture wound and multiple lightning shocks, Aeon pushed down his boot onto its tail to prevent it lashing out as he struck the creature down with his blade.

Finally they were all slain, Aeon rather battered from the flailing by the tails. Panted deeply as he finished his battle.

He heard movement closing something else were coming, Aeon knew it was time to bug out. He didn’t fancy getting caught in another fight while this heavily wounded it would for certain spell his death and return to the cathedral, three had only lost due to luck and the fact, Aeon had come prepared for the fight with some sort of plan and due to his AoE spells that had allowed him to fry the group with his spells allowing him to focus them down.

Casting Call of Home, Aeon disappeared from the forest back to London from where he had started. As he warped into London he sank down to the floor, dropping his sword as he sank to the ground still panting heavily.


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