Unless I permit you.
Ceremonial SpellFather stood within the sacrament of Lordaeron, where the Dark Lord is remembered of his death, remembered of his mass corruption and murderous bloodshed. Father Tony, the Sacred Priest of the Skywing Empire, stands on a red carpet of the Solar Empire, between two crowds of Sephirothian citizens. He stands, facing Master Colin Frazier, the anthro killer plane on the throne.Ceremonial Spell by The-Ironwing-Kaiser
"I don't know what that solar storm did to you, but you must not let it get to you. You must not let the corruption reach you. The power in this unholy and horrid world is not worth your case and not worth the risk. If the corruption itself is devouring you from the inside, I must repent it of its cruel sorcery, and return you back to the brother that your parents wanted. The Kaiser may not see you as a threat, or a suspicion, but as an ally of a great nation, but I see you as an imminent incoming suspicion due to the consuming power that the storm has given you. Do not let the solar storm consume you. The power it
No RegretsThe night city lights of Paris were beautiful in view, along with the Eiffel Tower. Tourists and cars pass by in the bright busy nights, the air was fresh and less polluted. The Eiffel Tower was the King of the country, the Master work of art of the French fine cuisine. The food, the arts, the language, the style of the country. Everything was perfect.No Regrets by The-Ironwing-Kaiser
Upon one of the apartments in Paris, a man in uniform leaned by the railing of the balcony, watching the city. It is James Samuelson, the Ironwing Kaiser. He stood guarding the balcony, as overwatch for the French King's room. A door creaked open and it closed again, but quietly. Footsteps neared the Kaiser, and then warm arms and paws encircled and tightened around him. Kenova leaned in, his head on the Kaiser's shoulder. "Bonjour, monsieur, Samuel. Enjoying your stay here in the City of Love?" James didn't move, but he smiled. "Yes. Before the Ironwing Empire rose to power, this city was very polluted, had endless protests, and people
The EndIt all leads to this. This...war torn battleground. Your forces and mind have been decimated, and now it's just the two of us. You, who hold the thought of keeping suppression alive and destroy those who simply yearn for love and embrace, are the last I must eliminate. Your hatred for humanity has been a poison to us all. Your compassion for chaos and slaughter is misplaced.The End by The-Ironwing-Kaiser
We want to end this peacefully, but seeing that your resolve only spells bloodshed, you've already decided your fate a long time ago. Die by my hand and may the grounds grow anew. Around us, this chaos all started because of you, the serpent who refuse to embrace the direction of progress, and now look at it.
Can you not see the consequences?
Tis no point in speaking further. Madness must end, and you must surely be better off once this blade pierces through your heart and soul.
Now, the end begins here, in Lordaeron. Sephiroth will be no more of darkness, horror, macabre, and corruption, for you, King Lordaerius,
Blackened RootsThere is a forest ahead the Land of Snow Dunes, one that no one dares to cross into. The Forest of Blackened Roots is a massive land acre of nothing but trees that never move. Some are purple and they move slowly up and down, as if they breathe, so watch out for those, they can kill by a single touch, no telling how the person could die, just don't near them.Blackened Roots by The-Ironwing-Kaiser
Every Night, spirits of Sephiroth rest upon the trees, roam across the pitch blackness and acres that wreak of fear and hopelessness. The spirits never see, nor speak, nor touch anyone who walks in the forests, as if they were never there, unless the visitors are a threat to their communion. The Blackened Roots beneath the trees are what keep the forest protected against trespassers. They protect the home of the spirits from intruders. If an intruder enters the acres, they are never seen again.
Deep in the forest, visitors will face starvation, fear, insanity, and all exits will be blocked away, so they will never exit the forest
TwistedIn the darkest areas of Sephiroth, there are snow dunes that roam nearby the Forest of the Blackened Roots, resembling Egypt's sand dunes, these snow dunes have never melted into water, there was never any sun in Sephiroth, except in Gaudi Kala, the only friendly area to outsiders. The Land of the Snow Dunes are controlled by one of Lordaerius last sorcerers, the demon with a twisted imagination of doom.Twisted by The-Ironwing-Kaiser
Upon one of the dunes, there is a figure, walking with a long black feathered coat that covers the entire backside of the body, the inbred swine leaves a trail, a smooth clean trail across the dune as it advances. There is nothing showing in front but the feet that walk within the cloak. No one knows what is within the cloak, or who is within the cloak.....but there are Sephirothian children who recognize this demonic swine.
The say he has four bony arms, with sharp nails, polished in black ink or in blood. They say he has four magic orbs inside the robe, they say he was never seen out
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|Sup, boys and girls, Foxes and Vixens, Ladies and Gentlemen...and mostly you guys over there, and my lovely wife, Jewl. *waves to Jewl and her friends* So, anyways, I'm glad we are all friends, and I hope it stays that way, man. I mean, really, my bro, James Samuelson, who's a badass Leader of the Ironwing Empire, got my family rich. He's supporting equality for all races, sexes, religions and other cool stuff man. I wanted to be as badass at him, but instead, I felt like I just wanted to be myself, because life isn't about being popular. It's about being yourself, and showing your true self, gets people to know you more.|
I've faced some popular people here on deviantART, and obviously, some of those popular people, were just mean jerks. But hey, who cares what they say? They can't effect me! I'm being me, and haters gonna hate, man. I began searching for some friends, and I found millions. I began to be known across the world here, and then I saw someone.....I met this girl. She was just my type. She was very kind, very joyful, loves music and reading. Loves to play. I just fell for her. *points to Jewl* Right over there, is the woman of my dreams. She is the key to the lock of my heart. She is the angel in my dreams, the princess of my fairytale fantasies. That is Jewl. She is my girl, I have feelings for her, I would play all my songs for her, I would do anything to make her so happy. I would die for her.
Jewl, I mean every word I just said. You are a one in a million, the woman of my life, the princess I would die rescuing and defend against the evil dragon. Wherever we go, I will always defend you, I will always stay beside you and take great care of you. I mean all this from my heart.