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What she saw was a man coated in white armour, from his feet all the way to his neck. A ruby red cloak tied around his neck with a hood just behind the man's head and laid on top of the cloak. His long blonde ponytail blew with the wind. His emerald green irises stared upon the wounded Moriah. And his face was marked by readiness. It was Zion standing before her.

Her entire face lit up, a giant sized smile grew onto her face. "Modello!" she happily exclaimed.

The End of Chapter 28,
Next Chapter:
Renaissance: The End of Living Crime

Thank you for reading, I appreciate it ^_^

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Now everyone remember! The epilogue is definitely not going to be as long as Crimson's! I'll try to make it as long as I can, but don't expect the fifty-trillion posts!
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23-Jul-2011 01:01:30

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Yeah, well...it's kinda for the better. o_o I rarely make an online appearance in game so mainly the only reason I was a member was to have a Forum Avatar. It doesn't really matter...no need fer der panicz.

Anyways, thanks for your comments guys...So thanks again and I'll see you all later.

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01-Aug-2011 20:06:44 - Last edited on 03-Aug-2011 19:47:31 by Serene End

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^>_< That's sucks.

Alright, here we go.


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Varon's fierce brown irises glare heavily onto the dark spectre before him. Zin was waltzing around Lelia's blade as she swung it in every direction with an enormous amount of fury behind it. She swung and swung but Zin saw her moves coming, stepping from left to right or leaning backwards. Lelia raised her blade up towards the smoke that bled into the sky and swung it down. Zin stood in place, watching the blade fall down like a guillotine onto his face.

The blade collided with the bridge of his nose and middle of his forehead without a single sign of any kind of injury. The blade quivered as if it too trembled in fear. Lelia's teeth remained grit, her eyes beaming anger. Zin's glowing red eyes glare down onto the young woman's face. His face wore a stern mask. "This is pointless," he spoke, his voice marked by dissatisfaction. "It is time your life is put to an end."

Lelia realized the futility of her attacks, she recoiled her blade like a fisher pulling a fish out from the water. She pulled her body back, making a mighty leap backwards about ten feet from where Zin stood. Her feet touchdown onto the stone ground, echoing a soft thud. She constantly inhaled and exhaled, exhausted from her assault on the shadow of death.

Zin began to slowly walk over to Lelia, his eyes dead focused on her. The elf that stood outside of their fight watched the two fight. His mind began to race with thoughts until he realized what he needed to do. He closed his eyes, slowly inhaling and exhaling air into his lungs. As he goes into this breathing sequence, his body begins to quiver.
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07-Aug-2011 21:38:18 - Last edited on 08-Aug-2011 22:54:28 by Serene End

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Out from his back suddenly explode black wings that looked like they were the wings of a raven. His eyes burst open and he ducked down. His newly found wings swiftly flapped with his arms out like the cross-guard of a sword. He hurls his body straight up into the sky like a bullet. He flies to about fifteen feet into the air. Once in the air, his wings raise up towards the sky. Just after his wing raise, black feather began to shoot out and charged to Zin.

The razor-sharp feathers find the enemy and began their attack. They pound Zin's back and his body began to flail left and right. The feather don't impale Zin but they seem on be working. After a minute of the utter assault, the rain of black feather cease. The black wings on Varon's back disintegrate into the air, disappearing off of Varon's back.

His weakened vision stares at Zin's back, he appeared like a silhouette to the elf. He watched as small drips of blood poured down to the stone ground. Completely drained after the attack, he began to descent towards the mortal world. He fell fifteen down to the ground, his body smacking the ground hard.

His body exhausted from the attack, he barely has enough energy to breath. Twenty seconds after Varon landed, the once still Zin turns his head at the elf. His glowing red eyes stare without mercy on him. But his face seemed rather interested. The shadow of death felt the blood crawl down his body and drip to the floor.

On his face grew a large smirk as he looked at the elf. "Quite interesting," he stated. "To think that a mortal being could ever draw blood from me." Just after he finishes his sentence, he once again feels a blunt smack against his skin. His intrigued look quickly gave way back to his stern facial expression.
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08-Aug-2011 22:57:53

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Zin turned his head to his front, where he saw Lelia's blade pressing against the left side of his neck. Her teeth were fastened together, beats of sweat rolled down her forehead. The spectre's eyes were a deep, deathly glare. As swift as the strongest gale, Zin's left hand attaches to Lelia's throat. His grip was unbreakable, the force around her throat was unbearable.

Her face was locked in a face of utter shock, wrapped under the sheets of agony. Blood began to pour out from her mouth as the grasp of Zin grew more powerful. Lelia's sword falls from her hand and her body succumbs to the power. His grip left her breathless as his hand literally crushed her trachea.

After a minute, Zin tossed Lelia like garbage into a trash can. Her body flew into the air, looking like a ragdoll as she bolted across the air. Her body smacked against the ground, flipping from her left side hitting the ground to her right side once she does. Zin stares down at the ground, his hands clenched tightly together.

His head is lightly gripped by a hold of pressure. This pain told him exactly what drew near. His glowing red irises flew over to the exact same pathway where Moriah departed through. "Zion," he softly stated, his voice wore joy. "So you have returned."

Moriah's pale blue eyes gazed with the greatest of happiness. Her weakened hope lifted off the ground in the arms of the young man standing before her. Her jaw hung low, her eyes widened. The young magic user grew a smile on her face as water began to fill her eyes. "Modello..." she mumbled, her voice stunned by surprise. "Is that really...you?"

The young man in white armour stared upon Moriah with his emerald green glance. "Yeah, it is really me," he calmly answered. "Sorry to keep you waiting."
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08-Aug-2011 23:01:29

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All the pain she felt had all been wiped from existence. Though her vision faded from blur to normal, she still couldn't believe her eyes. Her left hand still grasping onto the stone face beside her. Her eyes start to go down, her smile turned into a frail curved line. "Thank...goodness..." she muttered weakly. She finally had enough, her eyes closed and her body began to collapse onto the floor towards the ground behind her.

Modello dashed over to Moriah, reaching out his arms like a soccer goalie trying to stop the ball from entering the net. Moriah's fragile body lands softly in Modello's arms. A light smile took flight on his face, his emerald green eyes staring at her face. "You always have to push yourself, don't you?" he mumbled, laying her body down on the unkempt stone pathway.

The pale skin around Modello's hands emitted a mint green light, turning into a sun in the darkness. His glowing green hands press against the wounds she sustained, his right hand pressed against her right shoulder while his left hand pressed against her left leg. The skin and damaged muscle started to repair themselves, stretching to the other side of the wound and merging with it's missing half.

All injuries she suffered had disappeared within seconds. Modello looked down at Moriah's face, that light smile still very much apart of his face. "Well, you don't need to push yourself anymore." he stated with seriousness, standing onto his feet. "I'll take care of everything from here."

Modello began to walk the opposite way where Moriah was heading to originally. He took several steps away from the magic user. His face looked ready and assured. "Modello," called a weak voice from behind.

Modello turned his head behind him and saw that Moriah had suddenly regained consciousness. She was struggling to get back to her feet, her left hand once again planted against the stone building. Modello's eyes looked at Moriah, a breeze passed the two and his ruby red cape danced with the wind.
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08-Aug-2011 23:05:51

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Moriah stood firmly on her feet but her hand still kept her from falling. "You don't have to do this on your own," she stated. "I can help."

Modello's vision appears to not exactly be looking at Moriah, which the young magic user notices. "I'm afraid you can't," he answered. "I simply can't let you."

Moriah turns her head behind her, her left eyebrow raised. "Well..." she said, looking for whatever Modello's looking at. "I'm not going to sit here and let you do everything."

Modello starts to walk the way Moriah was originally going, towards the middle district. He walks right passed Moriah, shuffling his head left and right. He freezes for a moment, his entire body showing lack of motion. Moriah looked at Modello, puzzled by his odd behavior. "What's the matter?" she asked, concerned.

Just within the blink of an eye, Modello swiftly turns around and charges towards Moriah. His teeth gripped in determination, his eyes beaming focus. "I'm not going to let this happen," he yelled to himself, arriving just a foot from Moriah. "Not to you!" He wraps his hands around Moriah and jumps to the right.

When she realized what had happen, she was in Modello's arms beside a building that's fate had been lost in fire. Modello's actions caused Moriah's fate to be avoided. Moriah looked up at Modello but then she quickly turned her eyes to whatever Modello's eyes looked at. She couldn't believe her eyes, it was Prince Allister Lucius.

His Saradomin Longsword was in his left hand, lunged forward in front of him as if he were to impale somebody. His indigo purple irises glare in front of him but then his head slowly tilted over to the two. His blurite armour shined in the light of the fire. Moriah couldn't understand what was going on, why Allister would attack. "Allister?" she questioned.
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