He Lives Again (Metalmaniac33&Arclight1988)

[metalmaniac33]

Legend speaks of a ruler of the Ethereal Army, a nation of grotesque, hideous beings who only wish to feed, kill, and plunder. Domination had always sparkled in the eyes of the demonic forces, a greed ever present in the day of the Demon King, Teishin, who swept across the lands and conquered with a fist of iron. Word is that he was able to conjure abominations with the flick of a finger, and that he fed off of the souls of his victims. People feared his name across the continent, his forces and his allies destroying all that they came across. That is, until the battle of Osark Bridge, in the native lands of various nomadic tribes of demon hunter, the country of T'chamos.

Teishin's forces prepared to cross the Osark Bridge and attack the Sh'elek Tribe, a nomadic tribe of demon hunters, at their camp across the bridge. Using the cover of thick fog they managed to cross halfway through the large stone bridge, until they met the tribesmen. Advised by the Guardian Angel, Jace, the Sh'elek were prepared for the attack. They managed to hold off the demonic army until Jace descended from the clouds and engaged Teishin in one on one combat. Blades danced the blood was shed, until Jace impaled the demon lord through the stomach, sentencing him to an eternity of damnation and darkness. Unannounced to the world, the Demon Lords personal guard of cult like worshipers, The Silent sisters, have been preparing to bring the leader of the once mighty Ethereal Empire back through the resurrection of their one true king.

He Lives Again
A Tale by Metalmaniac3d & Arclight1988​

They had returned to the Osark Bridge, hundreds of years after that fateful night. After binding, gagging and blindfolding a blood elf, a human, and an spellcaster, the Silent Sisters known as The Crimson Banner, accompanied by two large, brooding orcs, made their way to the center of the bridge with their prisoners in hand. Their leader, the moonlight haired Xiress the Black, knelt down over one of the winter cold bricks that set the walkway, and threw down a bundle of ragweed (a plant known most for it's calming and hunger educing state once consumed through smoking), and threw a match down to light it. As she drew her blade in a half moon motion, Dodira Solace opened the throats of the two orcs, releasing black blood spewing over the weed which refused to stop burning. The women set the prisoners on their knees in a triangle the spellcaster facing north, the blood elf facing east, and the human facing west. The sisters opened the throats of their sacrifices, the blood spurted and pooled to concoct with the black lifeblood that sat on the ground, fusing together.

Chroress Shade stood a few feet away from the sacrifice, and folded her arms underneath her breasts. Without so much as a whisper, her eyes began to glow a shade of purple never seen before, at least, not to the human eyes. The puddle of ooze began to glow, if I was able to recall the colour I would, but I do not recall it being a colour known to mankind. All had been going perfectly, but Chroress had a feeling, deep in the pit of her stomach that something was bound to go wrong. Nobody had resurrected a being so close to god like stature, there was no perfected method to bringing a demon of this magnitude back. All she could truly do, was watch. If something had gone wrong, she'd find out, and everyone would be paying the price for it. Including herself.

 

[Arclight1988]

After his defeat he had used the power of the souls he had taken to escape both Heaven or Hell not wanting to be a prisoner of either he instead escaped to his own space outside the reach of the Gods or the powers of Man. This is what he had thought at least when he felt calls for his power he learned he could lend strength to his followers who knew what they were doing. The connection linked with him caused cracks between his new existence, and where they were he could pour his strength to allow some magics as well as blessings causing him to never be forgotten. It was then that he noticed his most trusted those he gave more to than any other spoke to him in a more serious way. It was with this he hinted at a way he could be returned to the world. The Silent Sisters a group he had originally set up to have easy access to new souls when trouble called grew to something so much more, and feeling the call back to the world he had lost was something he wanted above all else.

The intent of summoning him was breaking down the walls between this place he had created, and where he felt he belonged his desire burned as he felt it was what he deserved only for that door to be ripped open, and his eyes on the scene he already knew this was not right. He could wait the wall would be harder to break down again this could be his only good chance so he took it his consciousness passing the gap as the two worlds fought with what should not be. The gateway was a maelstrom of energy trying to lash back at the connection that had been created though as long as he was on this side the world would not be able to shut the door properly. The spirit of himself was then confined by the world given a prison of flesh the return of his old body granted by the world that wanted him removed. Though with his soul given a body the link between him as well as the world he created was mostly severed.

The clouds gathered over the scene not by the powers of the ritual, but at the whim of a spirit an old God that had been one of the many to stand against Teishin when he was known as the Demon King, the Black Crow that formed an Omen for those that remembered that there was a new danger in the land. Teishin looked at the cloud grinning as he raised his hands expecting the rush of his old powers before feeling them smash into the wall now between the two points. The displeasure of seeing his old powers held from him colored his face as he tried to remain calm turning back his voice was cutting to those before him, "You needed to send a living body over to keep the gate open longer, and a few more sacrifices to power such a spell."

His steps were firm crossing the distance between himself, and Xiress in long strides as he took her by the throat lifting her off the ground his anger burned throughout his words, "If not for your blunder in returning me, I would rip your soul out. Then make you watch as I tore it to shreds." This was the worst disgrace he could give another, and was the most pain he could put someone through with oblivion at the end as without a soul they would simply gone. "You have until I change my current status to change my mind." He tossed her back in a way he was hoping she would land on her back not having the resources to waste at this time.

 

[metalmaniac33]

The five women watched in awe as the fallen bodies had turned to dust, and the blood that spattered the bridge had begun to shape into the form of their master. The only woman who didn't fall to both of her knees was the pale skinned Xiress. She only knelt down on one knee, and held her fist to her palm, a gesture to show her rank within the Silent Sisters. She had spent much more time studying her master and learning to fight than the rest, and she was the most suited to lead the band of sisters. The lot watched as they master formed out of the puddle on the ground, Chroress slightly smirking to herself as she pulled up the corset that hardly covered her nipples.

It was shocking as the warm, wicked hand grasped Xiress around her slender throat. Her eyes went wide and her hands wrapped around his wrist, attempting to pull him off. Where had she gone wrong? She could have sworn that the ritual was cast perfectly. As he told her where she had gone wrong, she was starting to wish that she had some way to have asked him before hand. That would have been great knowledge to know, honestly. If she was allowed to live, she'd be writing this new found knowledge into her grimoire for future reference. The woman flew through the air and skidded across the stone bridge to a halt in front of Shiviah Hex, who had already rose to her feet.

Chroress knew that the ritual wasn't set up properly. She approached her master from behind, wrapping her hands around his wrist, and pressing her breasts to his arm. Welcome back, master. Though swearing a vow of silence, the sisters could still communicate telepathically, needing some way to communicate with each other, and their master. The seductress Chroress looked up at Teishin's dead eyes, loving how strong, fit and firm her king still was. We, the Silent Sisters, are here to serve you, no matter what the order is. Choress didn't want to describe herself as a Necromancer, but she did have a specialty for bringing back dead things, and the black arts. Not just the dark arts, the black arts.

Dodira Solace approached the edge of the bridge, looking down into the black shaded water. She was beginning to sense something, almost a presence, like they were being stalked. She looked up into the sky and noticed a cloud in the shape of an angel, more than likely just an omen presenting itself to echo the battle that had happened here at one point in time. She figured they should leave the area soon, some spellcaster would feel the weight of the magic performed here tonight, and send a witching party toward them.

 

[Arclight1988]

Do not fail me again Xiress... His words echoed only in the mind of Xiress letting her feel his anger in the statement so she would be all too aware what such a second blunder would mean. The group the sisters had picked proved to be more than useful in this manner as despite the set back he was walking again which meant he could handle such things himself. The time in isolation from the sensations of the world all too apparent as he felt that touch on his arm the feel of her breasts even hidden by her clothing pressed to him he felt an old familiar stirring which standing there naked as he was they would all be able to notice.

The in fighting of the sisters was still alive, and well which was good the leaders needed to be kept on their toes making sure only the best would stay on the top ranks as they all must have been to be sent on this mission. Wondering who would jump for Xiress's spot first he paused coming to an interesting realization. I know their names... The thought came as a rush to him as he looked to each one not knowing the face, but the names came to him with ease. This was new usually he made them introduce themselves to him, but things were clearly different now to which he made it appear perfectly natural using it to let them think this was just how it was.

The words in his mind caused his attention to fall upon Chroress his gaze taking her in. Her hands wrapped around his wrists pulling ever so slightly down on him as she pressed her breasts against him it made it difficult to keep his composure. He had always been able to relax around the sisters, but with his power weakened he had his guard up even now turning his other hand he tilted her head back pressing his lips to her in a harsh kiss holding her into it for a moment before pulling away, "How long have I been gone for?" His words hung in the air as he did not address any of them in particular moving to walk headed toward the only lands he knew would always be safe for him.

With his first steps Teishin used his magic which felt so much different now as a cloth appeared around his waist he would have to make proper clothing before to long. His second spell caused their tracks to vanish making it appear as though the were headed south while they would head north into the Hills of the Greenskins the first allies he had even called under his banner. The way they were always pushed aside by the other races made them perfect to fall under his banner his return would likely be favored there. He knew the tracks would be a clear ploy, but he knew most of the lands would like to believe anything except he was alive once again.

 

[metalmaniac33]

As Teishin took her hand, Chroress looked up at her king with hopeful eyes. She felt his lips crash down unto hers, and it felt like her heart was pumping blood at a faster pace than she was used to. She pressed her highly exposed breasts again him, and placed her hand on his firm back. Her other hand reached up, and gave his naked cock a couple of gently, nervous strokes. You've been gone for over 300 years. A lot has changed since you've been here last, the great Ethereal Empire has gone back into hiding, and is led by a true coward. It's time for the rightful king to take his throne. Chroress had to collect her composure after a kiss of such magnitude. What was that even about? Maybe he just wanted to feel the kiss of a woman after all of this time.

Xiress glared toward the smitten Chroress, wishing their positions were swapped. It wasn't too uncommon for a sister to fall in love with the king, but Xiress wasn't even sure if it was just her seductive nature or if she was feeling a warm love for their master. Either way, she had to shake off whatever she was currently feeling. Almost all of the girls watched as he covered up, having loved the sight of their master without clothing on.

The best place for them to go was to speak with Warchief Druk'kka of the green skins, the ruler of all green races. Having sworn their eternal alliance with the king. As the women followed, the five of them walking in unison with each other, forming a line behind him for defense. It was nearly impossible to know when there was a hostile camp of those damn demon slayers up ahead, so it was always best to keep a guard up. They weren't stupid, they knew that the cover of night as a guise for an ambush.

After they had reached the end of the bridge, it was all straight jungle with the smallest dirt walkway. It was a fantastic place for the T'chakka tribe to hide, which they did. In the trees, in the shrubs, all over the pathway, just waiting to attack the demons that they had seen enter earlier.

 

[Arclight1988]

The way that Chroress touched him drove that stirring in him more it felt unfamiliar as well as deeply desired though such things would wait. The feeling of being watched was eating at him now that he was somewhat dressed the idea of the sisters causing it was completely gone. It was then that he knew that feeling it was hunters it caused the air to have a sickly pleasant taste to it which he enjoyed greatly. This he knew would be a good way to remind the demon hunters their heroes had only bought them time to which now was coming to an end.

The Eternal Army now knew shame this bothered Teishin visibly they would need to earn their place in his good graces, and his plan to just take the reigns of the world were further away. He was not shocked if the wrong person took control the Green Skins would fall back to their homelands it was only his force of will that kept them fighting. The armies he conjured would not last long after his disappearance, and the demon lords would have fought over whom should replace the Demon King. The lands he had taken by force only followed because of fear which left a weak alliance at best this time things would be different. They had to be if he wanted to make sure he never returned to that cursed existence.

Unlike the sisters which he was pretty sure he could name each one with ease if he saw then when he thought of the Green Skins no names came to mind he knew they had pledged to him, but they were still a race that needed strength to truly be brought into line the way he needed. "Three hundred years..." His voice was a little distant as he put up his hand for the sisters to hold where they stood letting his wings rise, and fall spreading his arms wide as he felt his muscles stretch with the unfamiliar use of them. Teishin moved forward walking right to the spot it would be best to spring the trap casting a quick disenchantment in case they had set up a barrier to weaken him. "Three hundred years, and this rag tag bunch is all that is to stop my ascension?"

They had clearly forgotten why he was so feared or they did not have the knowledge that he could be brought back either would end in his favor. Those that monitored him in his self made prison would still sense all of his power locked away only leaking through the cracks. "Let me remind you all why the Demon King is to be feared." He put his hand out to summon his blade though only water appeared in his hand that burned his flesh slightly. The moment of shock passed as he closed his hand annoyed by the upset without his blade or his gear they would not likely know him only see another up start demon thinking he is something he had only really allowed the Silent Sister to see what he looked like many things could change in that amount of time.

 

[metalmaniac33]

The sisters stopped in their tracks, the snake like Shiviah Hex moving from the edge of the line to stand beside the king, along with Igregami Nightfall, who stood on the other side of the line. The two women were in their fighting stance, Shiviah had her fingers bent, ready to use her razor sharp claws and her snake tendrils that made up her hair. Igregami had her staff ready, the head flowing with dark red energy, the magic ready to be used. The other three sisters prepared themselves, waiting on either their master's order, or the ambush to begin.

The women watched as the King took a few steps toward the trap, knowing that they had nothing to worry about. The hunters were already intimidated, feeling a fear in the pits of their stomach. Queen Arianna Blackgate had warned them about demonic presence, but never told them about the evil that they were face to face with currently. She wasn't with them currently, as she didn't know the extent of the power they'd have to face and didn't think she'd be needed. One of the hunters let out a loud bird call, intended to signal the beginning of the attack. The hunters rushed out of the bush, intending to outnumber and blitz the group.

Master! Dodira mentally called out, throwing Teishin her longest sword after seeing him fail an attempt to summon his weapon. She spun around as she threw the weapon, drawing her short sword, and spilling the guts of the nearest rusher. A spear came hurling toward her face, which was sliced into two halves as she stepped out of the way. Shiviah watched Teishin's back, as someone would rush towards his flank she would send her serpent curls flying toward them. The jaws would open up and inject them with venom, paralyzing them and killing the attackers within minutes. Chroress held her arms out, and started moving her fingers as if she was controlling some sort of marionettes. As four hunters approached her, the ground began to shake ever so slightly as a decaying, skeletal hand broke from the ground, and out came a creature made of pure skeleton, dawning a coat that had no sleeves, and reached down to it's ankles. It reached down into the crack it came from, and pulled out it's blade. With one wave of it's weapon, a black wave of darkened plague swept toward the four hunters, causing their flesh to decay, and fall off immediately upon touching them.

Xiress found herself pinned against a tree as a handful of hunters laughed at her, one of them holding her down by her throat. They had knocked her blade from her hand and taken the upper hand over her, until Igregami Nightfall aimed her staff toward the group. Without leaving her master's side, her staff began to spark, and out shot a rather large fire bolt that incinerated the legendary hunters into dust and ash. She stayed by her master, shooting fire and lightening at anyone who came near. With the five sisters, and the four skeletal minions fighting, it seemed like victory was just around the corner, but the hunters still seemed to just keep on coming.

 

[Arclight1988]

Teishin watched as they sprung the trap it was clear they did not know what they were really up against as was shown by the ease in which the Silent Sisters dispatched so many though it was clear in a normal fight without him they would eventually be over run. Though time was important as it would not take long to send word back to camp if the fight turned into a long thing he looked back at the call catching the blade looking at it in his hand. The man that rushed him was clearly a skilled fighter the lunge attack would force Teishin under normal circumstances to faint back instead he stepped forward the man driving his knife into one of the hearts of Teishin as he reached up holding the man's hand still. "You come with such a fool plan?" The pain was clear in his voice though the strength he had compared to the man was staggering as he pushed the long sword into the side of the hunter not a mortal strike though that was not the intent.

It was then that he felt the weakening of the man's soul the wound opening a path in which he could exploit pulling the man's soul out causing his body to turn to ashen gray before blowing away the soul starting to heal him right away though he would not have that luxury long as he pulled the knife from his chest tossing it back throwing the blade Dodira had tossed him into one of the men Xiress was dealing with to help her reclaim the upper hand she was looking to be a failure this would not be something he could stand for though he also had to prove his own strength feeling himself release the soul of the man he had stolen he felt his spell roar to life with power, "Curse of the Fallen War..." A ring slowly appeared around his left ring finger linking himself to every living person in the small area whom he did not hold claim over the soul. The curse was a simple one if anyone tried to flee the caster their souls would be forfeit, and if Teishin left the circle appearing around him now he would die. Curses powerful magics that fell on both parties, but with the sister's free to act as the Demon tribe now had to bring down Teishin to be able to freely attack the Sisters.

Pointing to two of the Hunter's his mental proclamation was clear Deal with these worthless hunters these two shall be brought to kneel before me do not kill them. It was then he seemed to just wait the hunters would feel the curse knowing they could only charge the demon who cast it, but being easy prey to the Sisters it was clear he did not even slightly fear them any more ready to show any who stepped into the circle why only Gods should cross him as he injured whoever came close tossing them back leaving them to be torn into by the sisters each death caused a wispy soul to appear around Teishin giving him temporary access to some more powerful magics the one he planned on casting would take quiet a bit of power.

He began putting stock into how he should deal with the hunters he wanted them to pay for that last battle it had clearly been some kind of trick no being on this planet had the strength to match him at full power. Each soul taken to power his spells super charged his healing the light scratches he got defending himself healed quickly giving little chance for anything other than a lucky strike to even hurt him much less actually bring him down expecting a few to try to run despite the curse this battle was already a quick victory though he doubted these were anything more than a scouting party to deal with a splattering of rogue demon's never would they prepared to deal with him.