The Ace Of Chaos

I was enjoying my off time earlier today. I've been hanging around LA a lot. There's this one diner I tried out recently that serves great food. And the waitress there is pretty cute. I haven't really gotten over my last girlfriend (the one who Crow MURDERED!!) but I have to say, this girl has a great as- PERSONALITY!!

Well, anyway, I was enjoying a chocolate cheese cake when the Black Joker walked in. Didn't recognize him at first without the mask, but it became pretty clear who he was after he started talking.

"I need you to come with me," he said.
"Why?" I asked.
"We need your assistance feeding the Ace of Chaos," he said.
"Come again?" I said.
"He doesn't require as much food as our other prisoners, so we only feed him once a month," he explained. "He is a dangerous man, so I never go in there without backup."
"Why me?" I asked, continuing to eat my cheesecake.
"Everyone else except Damien is busy, and I need you both with me," he said.
"I thought this was my day off," I said.
"Not anymore," he said.

So then we went to the dungeon, to the locked up room. The Black Joker, with his mask back on, opened the door cautiously. There was a man inside, chained to a wall. He was starved looking, and had a mask on. It resembled a vertical eye with a large black pupil, surrounded by chains, and overlapped by an intricate letter A.

"Finally got around to bringing me food, eh?" he asked.
"Shut up," the Joker said, crossing the large room halfway. He set the food tray, which held gross looking food that nobody should be able to eat, and slid it across the ground to the Ace Of Chaos.
"I you were within range, I would remove my mask and spit in your face," he said.
"Is this the dangerous guy we're supposed to be worried about?" Damien chuckled. "He looks like nothing!"
"Shut up, Damien," the Joker growled under his breath.
"What did you do to get yourself locked up in here!?" Damien called at him.
The Ace chuckled. "I romanced the Vision," he said.
That was a shocker. I was definitely not expecting him to say that. I just had to ask the question.
"If you're the man who the Game Master resents so much, why does he let you live?" I asked.
"Because he's a cruel bastard," he replied. "He doesn't want to see me die, he wants to see me suffer."
"So if you're the guy who plowed the Vision, that makes you Malkator's old man, right?" Damien asked.
At this point, the Black Joker face-palmed. Mask-palmed. Whatever.
"I-I still have descendants?" the Ace asked.
"Not for long," Damien cackled. "He'll be dead soon."

And then everything went to hell. The Ace broke from his chains and sped across the floor so fast I barely saw him move. He punched the Joker and sent him flying. Then, this glowing thing, sort of like Saturns rings, appeared around his body. It spun rapidly as he charged at Damien. Next thing I know, Damien's on the floor with his arms and legs chopped off. Then he came at me. He was fast, and powerful. Whatever power he was using, it wasn't Eldritch. It was... something else.

We had an intense fight, but then She suddenly took over.

"Stop!" she demanded, using my lips.
He froze. "Isalein?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied.
"You're... in a guy..." he said.
"Yes," she replied. "Does that bother you?"
"It's... a little awkward, yes," he said.
"Malkator is in danger," she said. "He needs your help."
"I'm on it," he said, opening a portal into the Streams Of Destiny. He turned around before leaving. "Goodbye," he said, just before the portal closed and I regained control of my body.

I got Damien and the Joker medical treatment as fast as I could. I accept some myself, too. I know I said I'd tough it out, but fuck those Saturn thingies hurt!

My next assignment is to try and find ou where the Ace Of Chaos went. My job sucks.

Evolution

Damien and Wildfire are healed now. Damien can pretty much recover on his own, and Wildfire got some help from the Hearts. I declined medical treatment. When I was a proxy, I had to deal with injuries on my own. I can still do that. I'm not asking them for help.

After the other 2 got better, Damien used the knife. He was strapped to a large metal chair, larger than the one that was involved the first time he used the knife. The Black Joker approached him with the knife in his hand.

"Are you prepared?" he asked.
"I survived this once," Damien said. "I can do it again."

The Joker plunged the knife into Damien's chest. Damien screamed, and started writhing in pain. A bright red light consumed his body, and the chair he was sitting in. The light remained for several minutes before it faded. Damien had changed. He was much more muscular. His hair had grown in length, and he had also grown a pointy mustache and goatee. He really did look like what I imagine the Devil looks like.

The chair melted and reformed into a bunch of swords. Then he summoned the rest of his metal, which he transformed into a really large bike, and began testing out his new power. I am now even more injured. I probably shouldn't have agreed to spar with him.

So Kallaway, How Did The Mission To Steal From The Archive Go?

Sort of good, sort of bad. On the plus side, we not only got the knife, but I also got my hands on a couple of the Blind Man's books from the Catacombs. On the downside, We're all suffering from injuries, Damien has to re-learn everyone's names, and I think I might be possessed.

So here's what happened. We broke into the Archive base, charged through several Archivists, broke into the vault, grabbed the knife, and started to run for it. Of course, by then, we had attracted attention from the Martyrs. There was one buff guy there with a huge two handed sword who can cut speeding bullets in half, and who Damien seemed to recognize. Anyway, there was this weird door that appeared, and looking for an escape route, we decided to stupidly open it.

Bad move. It led to the Catacombs. And there were the spiders. Big, skeletal spiders. I drew my sword, Damien summoned his swords, and Wildfire drew her gun. We started cutting a path through them, looking for an exit. Things got messy. We ended up knocking over some books. I was drawn to 2 of them. I can't tell you why. I grabbed them, and continued fighting.

Then the spiders dispersed, and He was there. The Blind Man himself. Something came over Damien, some kind of sadistic joy. He charged at the Blind Man. I turned and saw that we were surrounded. Then I heard a voice in my head saying "It's time to escape". It was a woman's voice, but I couldn't place who it belonged to. My sword suddenly started glowing with this blue light. I followed my instincts and raised the sword above my head, then brought it down. It cut through the barrier between worlds, and opened a rift into a new one. It was full of glittering sand, colorful streams, and color changing skies. I recognized it as the domain Malkator used to infiltrate the tournament.

I threw the books through it and me and Wildfire jumped to the other side. I called to Damien, but he said to go on without us. I didn't want to, but he was too caught up in his fight with the Blind Man, and the spiders were closing in on the portal, so I closed it. We walked through the world a bit before I opened another portal and returned us to the normal world. It's an interesting place. I wanted to touch the water, but I decided it would be a bad idea.

We made it back to the hotel, and Damien showed up a few hours later. He recognized us, but he couldn't recall what we were called. The Blind Man had removed all the names from his memory. Other than that, he says his memories are all intact.

Also, I've glanced through those books I stole. They're records of 2 Fears; The Brute and the Vision. The Vision's eyes can see destiny, and can see through any known substance. The Brute goes by many other names. One of which I've heard.

Ferratus. His fetters freshly forged. The words I heard that night when I tried to screw over Slender Man. That same night, I was able to see through the walls.

I'm suddenly reminded of my duel with Gordon. When I won, I obtained the Brute's card, along with the Vision's card I had taken from Saylo's body before. They both contained fragments of those Fears. I burned those cards, and according to a comment Dewitt left on my blog, I had freed those fragments.

I think he may have been right. When I burnt those cards, the fragments sealed within them passed over into my body. I have 2 Fears living inside me.

Damien's Story

Damien took us to the Archive base town via his own personal Domain, Bloody Hell. We ran into problems, mainly the fact that the monsters living there don't agree that he owns the place.

While we were traveling, I decided to ask some questions.

"What's your story anyway?" I asked.
"'Excuse me?" Damien replied.
"How did you become an Emissary?" I asked. "And what happened between you and the Archive?"
"You really wanna know?" he chuckled. "Fine, I'll tell you. It started when I was a kid. I had a seemingly normal family. A dad, a mom, a sister. We lived in England, in a small forested town. We were normal people... on the outside."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked.
"My father had a secret," Damien said. "He was a devil worshiper. I walked in on him trying to perform a ritual in a secret room in our basement. Ever since then, I would sneak down there once a week to investigate. I found all sorts of books on satanic lore. Legends of Lucifer, Asmodeus, Belial, Belphegor. I knew it was wrong, but it was just so fascinating. One day, I entered the chamber and found a man there. He was tall, tan looking, and wore torn clothing. He told me I had the potential to become just as powerful, if not more-so, than the demons I read about. He then shook my hand and vanished."
"I see," I replied. That must have been the Game Master in a human form.
"Some time after that, we found a boy in the forest, completely unconscious," he continued. "He was suffering sever migraines when he came to. We nursed him back to health, and he practically became part of the family. His name was Benjamin Malkator."
I almost tripped over my feet when he said that. Malkator. The same guy who helped my out during the Tournament finals.
"Something we didn't know was that the Fears were hunting him," Damien said. "The Archangel attacked us one day in the park, and we ran. Then a Dying Man piece calling itself HELLFIRE passed into the Malkator. He turned on us and killed our sister. I could never forgive that."
"But it was HELLFIRE who was controlling him, right?"
"No," Damien said. "HELLFIRE doesn't take full control of his host. Not at first, anyway. He takes the darkest aspects of a person and makes them darker. Malkator hated my sister, and HELLFIRE made that hatred stronger. Malkator was the one who killed her. HELLFIRE was just the catalyst."
"So that's why you were so eager to go after him during the Tournament?" I asked.
"Yes," he said. "I tried to kill him then and there, after HELLFIRE left, but the Blind Man got between us. He took our memories and brought us into the Archive. I was a Martyr, he was a Collector. We didn't know each other. We hardly ever crossed paths. Then one day he decided to become a Martyr too. And he was good. He even managed to out match me. He became Epsilon, while I was just Iota. We became rivals, always trying to one up each other. Then he came back. The same man I had met as a child."
"The Game Master?" I asked.
"I didn't know it then, but yes," Damien said. "He told me about my power. The ability to control my atoms at will. Then he gave me this."
Without warning, a book came whizzing through the air and into his hand.
"These are my memories," he said. "They're a part of me, so I can control like the rest of my body. As soon as I opened it, I remembered my life before the Archive. I remembered what Malkator had done to me. I knew I had to get stronger than him, so I made a reckless decision and signed up for an experiment. An experiment involving this."
He showed me the picture of the knife we were going to steal.
"It was infused with eldritch energy taken from this very domain," he explained. "They stabbed me with it, and that power flowed into my body. I lost control of my power, and it extended past my body and merged me with the metal chair I was strapped to. Then, my body dissolved and was warped here, the home of the energy they fused me with. I was able to reconfigure my body. I even made a few adjustments. Anyway, I tried fighting Malkator, lost, and some time after that the Game Master came back and brought me to the Board. I've been training ever since in order to become stronger. And this knife is just what I need to overpower Malkator."
"Are we there yet?" Wildfire asked impatiently.
"Yeah yeah, don't get your knockers in a twist," Damien sighed.

Anyway, we're staying in a hotel tonight, and we're gonna do the heist tomorrow. I'm not really sure if this qualifies as a heist, but I've always wanted to be part of a heist, so I'm just gonna pretend that it does. Whatever, goodnight.

Failure + A New Assignment

We went to the building the birds had accumulated around. I charged in before Wildfire. There was something strange going on with my eyes. The walls were transparent. I could see everything that waited behind each door. I ran up the stairs to the second floor, intending to take the proxies by surprise. They were all right bellow me, with 4 hostages. Malkator was one of them. He managed to release himself and the others by sprouting wings and blades from his arms. I had no idea he could do that.

I stomped on the floor and it gave way. I fell to the ground bellow and joined the fight. The other hostages escaped while me and Malkator fought. Wildfire joined us. Then I felt it. Slender Man was there. In the building. I ran to him. I saw him on the other side of the walls, and I charged. He had changed one of the hostages into a Hallowed, and was about to kill the others. I charged at him with my sword ready. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the pale guy who we had imprisoned appear. He grabbed one of the hostages by the shoulder and vanished. I was shocked to see that he had escaped.

Slender Man took advantage of my surprise and whipped me with a tentacle. I got back up and attacked him again, but got hit again. I heard a crash and realized that the Convocation had burst in through the windows and were charging straight at me.

Before they made it to me, I was somewhere else. It was a black world, full of smoke so thick I could hardly breath. I couldn't see the ground at all. And the chains. They were everywhere, binding me in place. I heard a voice in the darkness. I couldn't make out what it was saying at first, but I slowly realized that it was repeating something, like some kind of weird chant.

Ferratus, his fetters freshly forged. Break through the chains and unleash the beast within.

I struggled with the chains, and managed to break through them. I was back in the building, but I felt different. Stronger. I swung my sword, slaying a large number of birds with a single slash. I charged at Slender Man, but I wasn't the only one The pale man had reappeared, and he was attacking as well.

It wasn't long before Slender Man vanished and the birds left the building. I then turned to the pale guy.

"How did you escape?" I demanded.
"Wasn't hard," he said. "The Game Master needs to work on his security."
I heard some one approaching from behind me. I turned and saw Wildfire carrying the Bloody Biker. I was then hit hard in the back of the head and knocked out.

Woke up a bit ago in a hotel room, with Wildfire standing over me and telling me that I'm a reckless idiot.

"Don't be too hard on him," the Biker said. "What's the point of having impulses if you never act on them."
"Oh, don't even get me started on you!" she hissed angrily.
"Are we forgetting who the higher up is?" he said. "I've been placed in charge of our latest mission, in case you've forgotten."
"A new mission?" I asked. "Already?"
"Yeah," he said. "You get to screw with your old master, and now we're gonna screw with mine."
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"We're going to steal something from the Archive," he said delightedly.
"What are we stealing?" I asked nervously.
"This," he said, showing me a drawing. It was a knife with a red aura around it.

Crow

After the pale guy gave that cryptic title, I used my watch to escape. It was given to me shortly after I became an Emissary. It prevents my power from being suppressed when I enter the Board, and allows me to pass freely between the Board and human world.

I made it to L.A, where I bumped into Wildfire again. She told the Game Master what I was doing, and then came to assist me.

We had been searching for the all of five minutes before he showed his face. I recognized him immediately and attacked. He drew a short sword and guarded himself.

"Nice to see you too, Kallaway," he said.
"Shut up!" I demanded.
"Oh, are you still sore about that chick?" he asked.

I tried to take off his head but he was too quick. He zapped me and I went down. He stomped down on my solar plexus, winding me. Wildfire charged at him, but he released a flock of birds from his mouth, and they grabbed her by the limbs and lifted her into the air.

"The funny thing about us death dealers," he said, still pinning me to the ground. "We kill people whenever we feel that it's justified, but in the end we deserve death more than anybody else. Your girlfriend was no different."
"Shut up about her!" I shouted up at him.
"Hmph, whatever," he said.

The air was suddenly full of birds, appearing from seemingly no where. They flew everywhere, spreading out across the entire city. Not enough to create chaos, but enough so that they were noticeable. And there was one place where they grouped together thicker than any where else in the city.

"You've been looking for the Black Garden Of S," he said. "And it looks like they've found it." He lifted his foot from, my gut and began walking toward a portal into the Bleak Shore. "Have fun there," he said.

I jumped up and charged at him one more time. He lashed out with his whip, which wrapped around my arm and began pumping my body full of electricity. I've been tazered before, but the Convocation's lightning is a completely different experience. I tried fighting it this time, but it was no use. I collapsed.

As he made to leave again, I tilted my head up and asked him. "Why!?" i demanded. "Why are you showing us the way?"
He looked down at me, and all I saw in his eyes was hatred. "Because I'm hoping you get yourselves killed," he said. "I'll have two less Emissaries to worry about, and I won't have to dirty my own hands."

Then he left us there. The birds are still watching us. I know where the Black Garden is. I'm gonna get some rest for now, and when 7 p.m. rolls around, I'll be ready.

Captive

They had already caught the guy by the time we made it back to the Board.

He was this really pale guy, with dark hair and a jacket. He was locked in a cell in the Game Master's dungeon, next to a heavily locked door labeled "The Ace Of Chaos" (I'm tempted to ask who's inside there). He didn't say anything, until Wildfire and I were sent to bring him a prison meal.

"Hello, David," he said. "And you too, Valerie."
"How do you know my name?" She demanded.
"Mine too," I said. "I don't recall introducing myself."
"I know you both pretty well," he said. "A former servant of the Slender Man, who was Enhanced so that he could avenge his girlfriend, who was killed by a Nest under the code name Crow. You dueled against Gordon Tayler, won, and destroyed a set of cards containing fragments of the Brute and Vision. Who lost your life in the semi-final round of the Game Master's tournament, but were resurrected. I could tell you more, but I don't wanna reveal too much. And you," he turned his attention to Wildfire. "You were contacted by the Game Master when you were six. However, your body didn't accept your new abilities, and you changed. Your parents died your hair and made you wear colored contacts to hide your defects. Eventually, got sick of having to hide it, and you ran away. You became an outcast, but were given a new life by the Game Master."
"How do you know all that!?" she demanded.
"You told me," he said.
"What are you-" she started to say, but he interrupted.
"Never mind," he said. "Listen, David. I need to get out of here. You guys are wasting my valuable time by keeping me locked up here. I need to do something important."
"Oh yeah?" I asked. "And what would that be?"
He grinned. "Slender Man' about to make a new Hallowed, and I plan to stop him," he said.
Damn, he really does know me. He knew saying that would get my attention.
"You think that matters to us?" Wildfire asked.
"I'm not stupid," I said to him. "I'm not gonna help you escape so that you can mess with my old master's plans."
"Exactly," Wildfire said.
"That's why I'm gonna do it myself," I said.
"Wait, what?" Wildfire asked.
"I don't like Slender Man," I said. "So if I have a chance to stop him from getting a new servant, I might as well take it."
"You can't be serious," she said.
"What, am I on duty?" I asked. "Tell our Master that I'm taking some time off. I don't care what he has to say about it." I turned to the prisoner. "Where is this going to happen?"
"There's a place is Las Angeles called the Black Garden Of S," he said. "If you talk to the local gang members, they should be able to point you in the right direction. It's gonna go down Thursday night, at 8."
"Who are you, anyway?" I asked.
He smiled. "I'm the Devil Killer."

Callback

We've been asked to return to the Board. It's urgent apparently. Something about catching some one who's been meddling with things. I don't know. We still haven't heard from the doctor. I don't know what's going on any more.

The Thorned Prince

Our group assignment was a meeting with the Plague Doctor. I never learned the full details. I was mainly there to provide muscle in case things went to hell. Phantasm was the only one who was fully briefed on what we were contacting the Doctor about.

Unfortunately, the Doctor isn't easy to track down. We went to a hospital that was confirmed to have a Mad Doctor working inside. One by the name of Dr. Helthead. We tried to make an appointment, but they wouldn't let us in. So Phantasm did this weird thing that made all the people fall asleep. So then we made our way to his office.

He was sitting at his desk, and I immediately noticed there was something off about him. He wasn't human. I can't quite explain it, but I could tell. There was another guy there; some Asian dude with his sleeves torn off. We asked nicely if he could arrange an audience with the Plague Doctor. He turned us down, so Phantasm gave me the signal to threaten to hurt him. Didn't play out very well.

The Asian guy transformed one of his arms into a Bleeding Tree. I've only seen one of those, and they creeped me the fuck out. Anyway, i got in a fight with him, and we were evenly matched at first. Then his other arm turned into a tree and then I was overpowered. Then Phantasm did another weird thing. What little I could see of his face twisted into an angry look, and the atmosphere of the room suddenly shifted. I can't explain it, but he was emitting fear.

The tree guy backed off, and we tried again to arrange a meeting. Helthead said he'd get back to us on it. Better than nothing I guess. We're staying in a hotel until he calls us back. I wish I knew what the hell we were doing.

Wildfire informed me that the tree guy is called the Thorned Prince, and he had competed in one of the Game Master's tournaments a while back. He's apparently gotten stronger since then, and is one of the Plague Doctor's toughest servants.

Evil Task Force Of Doom

I met the other Emissaries. Most of them, anyway. Apparently, there's one more who was busy doing science in the normal world, so he couldn't make it. Let me introduce the party.

Damien Monroe, or, as he prefers to be called, the Bloody Biker. Emissary power; the ability to rearrange his atoms in any way he wants. Also, as a side effect of an Archive experiment, he has super human strength and speed that could give me a run for my money. Also, during the experiment, a large amount of metal became fused with him, and he can manipulate that metal the same way he controls his body. Appearance wise, he has red hair (not his natural color, but something he did by shape shifting), along with red eyes with pentagrams in the pupils which he normally hides behind a blindfold. His clothes were white at some point, but he stained them red with human blood. Also, when he's wearing the blindfold, he flicks his tongue out a lot, like a snake. He does this because he has a bunch of eyes on his tongue (more shape shifting). He has his own domain, which he calls Bloody Hell, and he usually stores any of his metal that he's not using there. There's apparently monsters there, because he got side tracked on his mission to find Malkator because the Pied Piper got attacked by a goat-bat. I already saw this guy a while back in the tournament, so yeah.

Next there's the Piper. I've met this guy before. His flute is possessed by the Choir, and his Emissary power is the ability to not hear the Choir. Interesting.

Then we have Phantasm. He wears a hooded robe that obscures his face beneath shadows. No clue what his power is.

And there's Leopard. Emissary power; she's a cat girl. No, seriously. It's like something you'd see in an anime. She has cat ears and a tail, her hair is gold with black highlights, she has claws and pointy teeth. She is annoyingly flirtatious. With everyone. Even other girls.

And finally, there's Wildfire. She wears revealing armor that covers most of he body, but leaves her stomach, knees, and elbows exposed. Her left gauntlet has sharp claws. As far as facial features, she's pretty cute. Although, her hair is blur and her eyes are pink, but I've seen weirder things. Her Emissary power? She can fly. And breath under water. And she breathes fire. And her armor has some cool features too (or so I'm told, I haven't seen any of it yet).

You may be wondering why I don't turn on the Game Master. It's physically impossible. I can't get close to him. He did something to my body that causes me to freeze in place if I get to close.

Damn it.

Any way, I'm going out on an assignment with Wildfire and Phantasm. I'm about to be briefed on what the hell we're doing.

Til then, bye.

This Isn't Right

I should be dead. I remember. My heart gave out when I tried attacking the Game Master. And now I'm sitting in bed, healthier then I've been in weeks.

A lady was standing over me. I could tell by her mask that she was the Ace of Hearts.

"What's going on?" I asked.
"You've been revived by our Master to become an Emissary," she said.
"A what?" I asked.
"You serve him," she said. "You be-"
"You'll be sent to fulfill missions in the outside world on his behalf," some one interrupted. I looked. It was a man, taller than me, with short black hair and a button up black shirt.
"Where is your mask, Giron?" the Ace of Hearts asked him.
"I can't be expected to keep that thing on all the time," he replied.
"I suggest you put it back on," said another person. It was the Ace of Spades. "We're allowed to remove the masks in our leisure time. We're doing business right now."
"Well, if you insist, Al," the man said in an annoyed manner. He reached for a mask sitting on the table next to him and placed it on his face. The Ace of Clubs.
"Where is Kylia?" The Ace of Hearts asked. "We can't bring him to meet the others until she gets here."
"Let her take her time," the Ace of Clubs said. "It can't be easy keeping the Diamonds organized. Especially after the tournament. The Board took so much damage, half the buildings aren't even recognizable."
"I'm going to try contacting her," The Ace of Hearts said.
"Don't bother, Day," said a woman entering the room. She was wearing the Ace of Diamonds mask. She plopped down on a chair, removed her mask, and began fanning herself with it. "Oh, man, I am beat! Can we all agree that we're overworked?"
"Now's not the time," The Ace of Spades said. "We still have something important to do."
"Oh yeah, right," she replied. "Hey... weird... Enhanced... thing... update your thingy so we can go meet the other Emissaries."
"There's others?" I asked.
"Yeah," she said. "We have the Bloody Biker, the Pied Piper, the Phantasm, the Leopard, and the Wildfire. We also had the Vampire, but someone went and turned her against us."
"Please don't go there right now, Kylia," the Ace of Hearts said.
"I'm just saying, that Estren kid is being a serious pain in the-" The Ace of Diamonds started, but before she could finish, the Ace of Spades had his sword to her throat.
"Don't that way about my brother!" he hissed.
"What's wrong, Alphonse?" she asked. "Did I touch a nerve?"
"Alright, shut up all of you!" The Ace of Clubs said. You all get out and give the new guy some space. He just died twice in case you've forgotten!" They all left, except for the Ace of Clubs. "You know, sometimes I can't stand those guys," he said. "They're always bickering with each other and it really grinds my gears. Anyway, go ahead and take care of your blog, then come outside when you're ready."

Then he left. So, if I've got this right, The Ace of Spades is Alphonse, the Ace of Diamonds is Kylia, the Ace of Hearts is Day, and the Ace of Clubs is Giron. I have my laptop with me, and my sword is leaning against the wall.


I don't like this. I wanted freedom, and instead I just got turned into a different servant. God Damn it!!!

The Game Master On Behalf Of David Kallaway

The semi-final round between Blair and The Enhanced is over. Kallaway is dead. Blair is victorious. He fought valiantly, and with the last of his strength, he charged at me and tried to take my life. His heart exploded within his chest. He is no more. Blair shall move on to the final round.

Restored

Malkator paid me another visit. Opened a fucking portal right in front of me and hit my chest with a bunch of weird martial arts strikes.

"Gah!" I exclaimed. "What the hell was that!?"
"Nothing much," he said casually. "Just hit a few pressure points. Feeling better?"
"Why you son of a- actually, yes, I am feeling better," I said. "What did you do to me?"
"I just relieved some of the pressure on your heart," he said. "I don't know how long it'll last, but you should be good to go for your next match."

And then he left. Also, I noticed a comment on my last post from the Tale Weaver, and decided to check Dewitt's blog. He's been resurrected as the Game Master's servant. I'm gonna be keeping an eye out for him.

My match is tonight, against the androgynous person, Blair. This is gonna suck. Schle shouldn't even be here. Schle's not a bad person. I can't stand how cruel that Game Bastard is. If I live to see the end of this, I'll kill him.

Also, I heard the Frog guy won his match and that Harold basically vanished. Dafuq?

Resting

I've been bedridden since my fight. I didn't get to see the fight between Dewitt and Emily, but I heard she won. Damn it. And I'm stuck here in fucking bed! hopefully I'll be good enough later today so that I can watch Harold's match against that Frog guy. Stupid Enhancement. Why did I even let my old Master do this to me? All so I could fulfill some petty vendetta against that Nest! Dammit, my chest is killing me! Literally!

My Fight

I was still feeling chest pains this morning. I was really worried because I thought I might die before my fight even began.

Then the portal opened. What was on the other side confused me, but It looked familiar. Color changing skies, streams everywhere, glittering sand...

And then there was the guy standing there. He didn't crossover, and I don't blame him; I've come to realize that anything that comes to the board has it''s power suppressed, so it made sense to stay on the other side.

He was British, slightly younger than me, with something similar to a trench coat on. His eyes were almost exactly like hers. He said he was Malkator, and that he was here to do a favor for O'Zalia. He tossed me something and closed the portal.

Medication. Something to help with the chest pains. I don't know if you're reading this Malkator, but thanks.

My fight was a little while ago, against the snake woman, Siph. The arena had been completely restored since the last fight. It started, and she lunged at me. I dodged and grabbed her tail, swinging her around and throwing her at a nearby pillar. I chopped another pillar into chunks (because my sword is fucking awesome like like) and started throwing them at her. She dodged them and slithered over to me rapidly. I leapt up onto a platform and let her chase me a bit. I've never been able to compare the stamina of a Lilim vs. and an Enhanced. We were evenly matched. She got up close and bit me. Great, on top of ll my other health problems, I'm now poisoned.

I was then forced to fight her head on. And the most annoying thing was that she was enjoying my suffering. I hate that. I hate that so much! My rage guided my blade and I cut off her tail. I grabbed her by the throat and pinned her against a wall.

"I hate people like you!" I hissed. "I hate people who enjoy killing!" And now she is headless. I collapsed in a coughing fit of blood right after that. Every one saw it. They all no that I'm running out of time. But that doesn't mean anything! I'll keep fighting.

The Hearts brought me back to my room and are treating my hearts problems and poison while I type this. I don't know how much time they can bye me, but I think the meds Malkator gave me should help.

Stickin' It To The Slender Man

In hindsight, I might have been a bit reckless. Let's begin at the match. I watched the androgynous person blow up the Hanging Man with a grenade gun. I guess I should be thankful, seeing as he was hired to kill me. And now I know what to expect if I have to fight schler at any point in the tournament.

Anyway, I payed a trip to a free cafeteria that they apparently have in this colosseum. On my way back to my room, it hit me. I fell to my hands and knees, coughing up blood. Saylo's magic had extended my life some, but not by much apparently. I guess I was making a lot of noise, because a door nearby opened up and Schle came out. I guess my Enhancement decided to fuck with me right outside Schler door.

"Are you okay?" Schle asked me.
"Don't worry about me," I said.
"But-" Schle started.
"I said don't worry!" I snapped, then I coughed up even more blood. Schle offered to help me back to my room, and when when I refused, schle insisted. In the end, I caved. Schle helped me up, and we started walking.

Then he appeared. My old Master. But he was a little different. He was still tall, but not quite as tall as normal. And he had hair. He had black emo punk teen hair. Ana face. He had a fucking face with a mouth a nose and green eyes.

"Hello, Kallaway," he said. "I'm aware that O'Zalia has contacted to."
"Yes he did," I said.
"Where is he?" He asked.
"Why are you so curious?" I demanded.
"He's plotting against me," he said simply. He had a face now, but he still didn't show any emotion. "He is our enemy."
"You mean your enemy," I hissed. "I refuse to work for you any longer!"
"Well that's a shame," he said. Then, without warning, a tentacle sprouted from his back and through me down the hall.

I got up and saw that he had Schler by the throat. I drew my sword and charged at him. I hit him in the chest with the blade, but it didn't break his skin or phase him at all. He dropped schler and grabbed me by all four limbs with tentacles, stretching me like a rack.

Then the Game Master appeared behind Slender Man. He grabbed Slender Man by the shoulder and threw him backward. I fell to the ground and got back up in time to see the Game Master's cloak shift into a swarm of bats and then shift into a giant sword. He and Slender Man stood there, staring at each other for a moment, then Slender Man opened a portal into the path Of Black leaves.

Before stepping through, he looked at me and said "If you survive this tournament, I will treat you as I treat all my other enemies." Then, he stepped through the portal, and as he did so, he grew in height, and his hair and face vanished. It closed behind him.

The Game Master then handed me a scroll and walked off. I read it. My match is tomorrow. Schle and I went our seperate ways for now. I had to assure Schler that I'd be fine after I got some sleep. I hope I'm not lying.

Nearing The End

Having disposed of those cards, I went searching for the others. Found them. Well, first I found Emily, and we hadn't met yet, so she immediately assumed I was an enemy. She started attacking me with a sword, and we had a nice little sword fight. Then at one point she jumped backwards and threw her sword at me. It started moving and slashing at me in midair. I managed to grab its hilt and used my Enhanced strength to plunge it into the ground. Must be a strong sword, cause any normal sword would have broken if I tried to do that. Anyway, we were about to continue our fight when Dewitt showed up and broke it up. He properly introduced us and everything, so... I guess we're cool now? I don't know.

Shortly after that, we all suddenly wound up at this giant wall at what I assume was the edge of the Board. Five other people were there. There were two Lilim, a boy and a girl, who I assume were the bastards who killed Axiom. There was this Southern-looking guy with a long rope. I'm guessing that was the Hanging Man that Dewitt talked about in his blog, and that Jack mentioned to me. Then there was this guy (or maybe a girl, I couldn't tell). I just him or her... Schle? Yeah, let's go with that. Schle had a few weapons with schler, and schle had a fucking horse. And then there was Harold, who was on a motorbike for some reason. He was also wearing a funny looking mask.

And then shit got real. The giant wall in front of us split down the middle and slid apart to reveal the vast void beyond the edge of the Board. I walked toward the edge and looked down. The abyss bellow us was dark brown, as opposed to the orange skies above us, and there were chunks of floating rocks everywhere. I couldn't see the bottom of the void at all.

Then I caught sight of the colosseum. It was enormous! Bigger that any of the other buildings here. And it was... changing. I kept shifting its form on the outside. And he was there. The Game Master himself. It was weird, like my vision just zoomed in when I saw him, so that I could see every detail. Then a fucking rainbow bridge appeared connecting us to the colosseum. We crossed over and entered the colosseum.

We were in some kind of foyer or something, with lots of furniture. He stood there, towering over all of us.

“It is time for the second phase of the tournament to commence,” he said. “Over the next week, your the eight of you shall be taking part in a bracket. The first fight shall begin tonight. In the mean time, I work like you all to make yourselves at home. You will be shown to your rooms shortly.”

And then he vanished. Everything he said just managed to piss me off.

“Well, this seems like a decent place,” the lilim guy said. “I think I might actually be able to enjoy my time here.”

“Oh, yeah!” I shouted. “Let's all spend a night here at the luxurious Game Master Resort and Casino! And then in the morning, we can all kill each other!”

I needed something to take my anger out on. I turned and backhanded a vase so hard it went flying and smashed against a wall. Not enough. I lifted my fist into the air and brought it back down, smashing the table the vase was on. Still not enough. I walked up to an armour and lifted it up over my head, then I threw it at another armour so hard they both broke into pieces. I then realized everyone in the room was now staring at me. I hate awkward moment. I found the nearest masked person and demanded that they bringing me to my room. I seriously couldn't get out of there fast enough.

I guess this is the beginning of the end. I hate this Game Master guy.