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Break free from the living, Dead men tell no tales, Your living finger will never point again!

Subtle hints of bemusing went through the air as his steel shoes moved through the dirt, the leaves covered nearly everything on the ground, there wasn’t a spec of dirt to be seen, a patch of grass… Was this realm actually starting to die out again since his last visit? The crimson flanked shroud hung loosely from his shoulder.

His eyes looked to the left for a moment before lips parting ever slowly. “So this is what we return to, from what looked like a Dream, a foul beasts pretending to use my own shadows near me to his advantage, to this reality. Its ok, We’ve come back” the voice was unlike Winter’s, it was deeper… more hollow in its craft, could it be the UnHoly Devil again? Could Lord Winter be the reverse side to Corvax Riptide?

Why exactly was Corvax back within Naethryn? He had only been here once in his life, once in his dreams, I guess his dreams would count as he is one of the last Dream-Scapes. Looking to the right now before letting his eyes glance upward to take in the full view of the nights stars… He wanted this night to be filled with the screams of those foolish enough to even come within his line of sight.

“Come Out, Come Out, Where ever you are. I want to see the one who unleashed that pathetic Ancient from his Prison.” If She would not come to him, then he would surely seek her out no matter where she lived, slept, dwelled, crawled…

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"Who do you coax out sir?''


Came a rather soft poetic voice rather feminine for what the gender of this figure was but befitting in a regal,sophisticated manner..
Two black wings hung at his sides slightly bent in so they would not be caught upon limb,nor branch,nor groping hand..His darkly toned clothing seemed to cling against his built yet rather thin form,a waist cinch having brought his hips  into a perfect looking curve but not bothering his already rather thin figure not looked upon as handsome by many men more so woman who saught a different look to their bodies,Adio's face set in all it's pale splendor seemed to be noted with dark eyeliner and two black lip rings set on the left of his lower lip..Amber eyes stood against his pale features like two burning flames lost against the silky whiteness of what surrounded them such as ebony hair which stood at a short styled front and a slightly longer back,the hair overall very well kept just like the rest of the man..

Pale digits moved the obstructions of twigs and the like away from him,having been sitting off the path for a while gathering his thoughts this man's presence had caught his curiosity and he saught such a subject with this man be him friend of foe or the like of such.
Adio's  figure stood before this guest to this land's heart in casual comfort,no smile kept against rather distant,haunted features and solum eyes..Oh what a puzzle indeed this man seemed to be Adio thought,yelling to the shadows and silence that raked upon any ear to beacon and coax this one he saught out for such a trivial trial..Sunken amber hues watched the man with a calm uncomfortably satisfied look ,a mix of such things brought on by the way Adio had been raised and what events had traumatized such mental factors...oh what a puzzle both men seemed to be.[/align]

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Sweet treachery, slender fingers grasp at the thread labeled destiny, they wouldn’t take long to complete their end of the bargain. It was this little temptation that would bring Corvax even closer to….wait, someone else was close? Who was this other persona?… so confusing, so disturbing… yet… exciting!

“Hey, You…!”

A look of puzzled amazement came over his visage as his attention was drawn of Eclipse… to this new guy. -Ah Ha, That’s funny… taking the form of him, but I guess I’ll play along just this once- slowly muttered within the back of his mind. The Devil had gotten soft within the time he spent away from his realm… he wasn’t as savage as he used to be, not since he destroyed every fragment that Used to be his wife. The secret to keeping him at bay was no more… he could once more roam without clause of being caught.

“I guess I coax… you? Or something like that?”

a slight tilt of his head in the man’s direction, the direction from where the voice had come from… this was unlike the aura of fear being radiated… this being had no fear, no expression… this would be more fun than he has had in a very long time… to figure out just what this guy was. With that… he would initiate the actually movement to get a closer look at the man.[/align]

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[align=center]A slight cant of the head,raven colored bangs slung to the side causing Adio to move them back to their spot as he looked at this man,booted feet taking him into better view considerably..it was dark out after all.


"I apologize sir,I was in the woods just in the midst of playing my violin to collect my thoughts and I heard you approach,I was not spying on you..''


Adio's slender body bowed at the waist,one hand behind his back at a bent angle,open palmed and the other in a sweeping manner before he righted himself.


"Excuse my manners,my name is Adio Viora..Might I ask who you are,Im rather sure your not coaxing me out..is this a new place to you?''


A morose introduction rather then random half-based questions flying off his tongue..
Two black wings sat at either side of Adio,halfway folded in the shadows they seemed rather macabre in nature..the way shadows enticed a child not to sleep in fear of some over-riding sadness or fear that would creep over them and grope for their very souls..
Adio was one of manners,old fashioned to say the least even though he had adapted the new modern ways of music and performing for his fans with his band members...This man looked exactly like one of his band members.



"..What an awkward thing this is,you look like someone from my band.''


A slight soft flat laugh came from him,lips curling in a briefly set smirk as he stood there hands at his sides his violin back in it's massive metal case that resembled a coffin with intricate designs all about the front of the lid and in large Japanese lettering that spelled out VIORA,the family name..Adio seemed rather feminine more so hygienic for his gender and dressed in fine clothing that matched his form and the style his Band often always wore which was Kabuki rock.[/align]

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[align=center]Adio… like good-bye? Odd.

The little man played within his shadows… tenderly… the soft trickling of a smile slipped passed Corvax’s lips for a moment before they parted.

“Adio… I see, My name?…”

He paused. Which name should he present this time?… which of the hundreds that he has taken on through his lifetime. This was a rather difficult topic… a choice that he never actually had to make before, Everyone knew who he was… he took a few steps closer to Adio, the chains hanging from the his body making slight noise, eyes looking back at the case a little before giving a small sigh, the last person he encountered with a coffin… was there to try to put Corvax into it.

“Well, I guess my name is now Suzuki Riptide. I never once thought you were spying on me, I actually thought I had been following you, dear Adio.”

Pivoting on his right foot to look in another direction before letting another stream of words slip out. “I look like one of your band members? That’s odd, because I would have sworn you were one of my Generals.” The smile seemed to cross over his lips again before looking back up within the sky. “Tell me Adio, If your passion is that Violin… why would you not play it while someone was around? Wouldn’t you Want them to hear it?”

Maybe he wanted to hear the violin… he hasn’t heard such an instrument since the time of his first meeting with Stella… perhaps it would be the one thing to calm his mind at this time. It’s the only thing a retired Devil could want.

He waited a few seconds before turning his attention back to Adio, his eyes glancing over his clothing… so similar, so familiar to his own… perhaps this meeting was not by chance at all.
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[align=center]Following Adio?..Adio had no interests one would find in stealing,let alone any possessions other then his violin and his guitar which also resided in the huge metal case..Slender fingers grasped it's backpack like straps behind it's massive look as he slung it over his shoulder,like it was merely something he carried anyday.
A brief curl of his lips which returned to the blank look..he was very well educated his mannerisms were just,awkward.

"It's nice to meet my follower then?..And it's Adio..Not Audiou..''


A slight cant of his head again before it straightened.


"A general,havent a war-type bone in my body,I've been lost in thought,hadn't even noticed you following me then.''


His voice calm and poetically smooth,not husky or overly manly.


"People shun me for my abilities given through family-line with my violin,their rather afraid of me sadly enough..and people usually dont want me playing near them..they all know me from when I hold band performances..thousands of people..otherwise im just another person id guess.''

He'd shrug lightly.



"I'd be willing to play for you though if you'd like me to sir.''



Adio seemed rather polite but withdrawn and somewhat borderline antisocial for the most part,eyes fell on the man's attire.



"Kabuki clothing,oh my this is akwardly surprising..''


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“Kabuki… So that’s what they call this style, I wondered why some random guy back in the 1800’s kept yelling that at me.”

He said with a soft sigh before his knee’s bent down… his hands went behind his back for a moment to brace himself as he sat on a patch of leafs… eyes closing slowly in anticipation for Adio to chine in with his Violin.

He was completely calm, not an expression over his face, body stayed in one place but on the inside… he was like a child again, giddy, excited with the thought of how good Adio just might be…

-slithering though the paradox, such reality will not go without knowledge… if Adio can perform such music with his Violin then he is safe, I believe he can pull it off, but just incase he can’t… then the world will be one Violinist less.- word’s only spoken within Suzuki’s own mind, if by the off chance Adio could indeed read his thoughts… since he heard the bit about his name being like the word good-bye, since it was not ever spoken… Then Suzuki’s hands get to be tainted once more.

[offtopic: Strawberry's!!!!!!]

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Adio opened his case as he set it down once more,inside a jet black flamed like bodied guitar sat a special assembled guitar that was able to be broken down into pieces,the strings self-winding..
And there,a violin sat next to the guitar,the two set apart from each other so neither would scratch and the bow in a special little compartment under the case itself..Lifting the violin up,he'd grab the bow afterward...The violin was jet black the two common symbols on the side down in a alabaster white..Adio closed the massive metal coffin like case and clasped it shut,his other hand cradling the violin and bow like a mother with a child...His head canted again as if he had heard something sunken amber eyes narrowing..Why was this man so hostile?
He drew back around,standing before the man he'd begin to play,not allowing the curiosities and questions about the man before him or his own feelings trouble his violin playing..

It would begin slowly,a haunting solum tune that floated against the air like the silence of winter itself or if one could picture a bird in flight,the way the bird drifts along during the silent mornings looking for a place to sit and wait for the energy of the afternoon to stir it once more..It was like the progression of morning into night..the bird slowly gaining energy yet the sadness of the still silence lingering with the bird,upon it's very wings as the morning proceaded later into the day..Energy would build,the same sweet sound but with more gusto..Like the very bird could dance amongst the air itself..a lingering happiness with the silence,the longing sadness to see the noon come again,where the energies lifted it from it's stupor to be one with the sky again..


Fingers dances along the neck of the violin as he played,seemingly lost in his own playing his own eyes closed his body swaying at different points where the bow would drop or rise,breathing shallow..slow..soft as he continued to play the lower or high pitches during the song seemed to become a whisper upon itself,a haunting song depicting the very sorrow that resided still within Adio that drove him to encase himself inside and out as a statue for nearly an eternity..only to come back yet again with such lingering silent sadness that he would focus his sorrow to his playing..his only solace in life..the only way he truly felt alive was when he was playing his violin..oh he loved to perform with his band but nothing could compare to his sweet violin..Soon enough the violin's voice died out with a soft almost wispy whine reminiscent to the distant cry of such a morning bird,the distant cry of happiness when Adio could touch the heaven when he flew..


Oh his sweet Violin...
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[align=center]It was sweet, the tones, influences of string to hair… this man, Adio… he would not die on this night, he would not even be scratched by any other being as long as he played as he just did… even if it was for a short time… it was long enough to bring thoughts about in Corvax’s mind that were long forgotten, then for a short time, he drifted into the past… almost forgotten by the world… the surroundings… Adio, he cared not for anything else but the music being played a few feet from where he sat.

“Synchronicity” he softly whispered, almost too soft for even himself to hear… he knew the song, he knew songs that even the people that created them did not know themselves… this specific song though, this song preformed by its band, Alexial had taken him to see them at their 100th show… it was the only wish Corvax’s son had… so take his father to their time, to meet that band… to meet the one they called “The Frozen Prince”… whether or not Adio knew who the prince was… would not be divulged to him at this time.

Lips parting slowly at the ending notes of his song… another sign escaped Corvax’s lips before his eyes would open, a small glance around the area before looking over at the other man… he did not know if he should ask for him to keep playing or to start onto another topic… so he would leave it completely up to Adio. Slowly moving to a stand while reaching down to grab at a piece of leaf… the sound of his chains rang through once more but in addition… the necklace made a noise, the escaping sound from under his shirt, upon the simple chain rested a trinket… like an upside down triangle but with round edges, upon the center was the image of an Either point star… in the center of the star, covering most of it… was a sadistic looking joker. [I think you’ll know when you read this lol.]

His eyes moved down to the trinket quickly before standing back up… the chain was not in the best of shape but it had survived through the hears with only breaking twice… he didn’t want to take another chance. After looking at his necklace, his eyes roamed back over to Adio, for the first time in his entire life, Corvax’s left hand went to his stomach while his right went behind his back, back arching forward as his eyes went to the ground. … a bow for such beautiful music.

“Thank you… Adio…. domo.” The –domo- had been in mere whispers, he rarely wanted those that knew of his lifestyle to see him in such a manner, but that was not the case here as Adio… knew nothing of Corvax, of his past… this situation was truly interesting.[/align]

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[align=center]The world seemed to sink back in a soft exhale following,amber eyes dilating to the shadows and different variations of light around them..He seemed dazed for a moment before his guest would bow a very surprising and uplifting thing to Adio.




“Thank you… Adio…. domo.”



A slight look of being taken back,but in a good was ensued..A rather quaint and soft smile followed there in.




"Your welcome.''


Fingers still ached for his violin's song.


"Do you want me to play another song,you seemed to rather like it,im rather flattered.''


His ears twitched Adio's eyes landing on mid-length of the man's chest.


"Im sorry,what was that noise if I might ask?..it sounded like some sort of trinket?''[/align]

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[align=center]Slowly letting his gaze move back to the trinket before letting his right hand move up to the small thing… his legs began to move more so towards Adio now as his fingers played over the edges of the trinket.

Stopping just feet from Adio before lifting the thing up to where he could see it more clearly… “This? I got it from a friend along with his instrument.” A little divulging of truth… Suzuki, able to play an instrument?… when infact… it was the Violin that was his first instrument to learn to play back when he was still human. He had began to spin it slightly only to reverse its rotation… if Adio was fast enough, he would be able to see just who the trinket came from, and what Band the guy was from.

“Another?… Are you sure you’re up for that?” he said rather softly before taking a few steps back. His eyes moving back to the Violin, taking in every detail of it before Adio put it away or continued to play.
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[align=center]Adio took a look at the necklace canting his head some to see the necklace better considerably so it wasn't just shoved right into his face.

"A necklace from a friend and an instrument,did he love you?''


He asked with all truth lingering in his voices,no sarcasm no childish tone,he really wished to know he saw the love between one or another no matter what gender as something beautiful,he himself saught the same gender and found his companion in his band mate Reita..
He was so beautiful..Reita was perfection..a creation of god's time and effort none the less..As his guest stepped back Adio had to choose between putting his instrument away or playing again for this man..Looking down to his violin he'd notice his fingers,all of the fingers he used to set the strings along the neck were bleeding..


He always bled from that song.



No taken back expression,no pain,just a blank look as the wounds closed up,he knelt down brushing his fingers crossed the grass..He spoke quietly.



"My violin,it was given to me by my mother and father before my brother Darius murdered them in their sleep..The violin is special to me something I never leave anywhere without because when I play it everything goes away..All this sadness,this cursed silence..I admit that im happy now..but this silence..this sadness will haunt me forever...''


He stood up shifting his shoulders causing his wings to riffle,two feathers obviously old fell to the ground..Adio payed no attention to it,not even noticing it.



"I play to feel what it really is to be alive,no human can feel the way I do when I play my violin..I digress that my performing brings on the same euphoria but the violin is unbeatable...The song I played for you is a song I play for my parents during their anniversary...''



Adio said glancing down at his violin..



"Thats why my fingers were bleeding,not because I didn't play it on the right day..it's just the song..to the violin..it makes it sad too..''


A soft intake of air before he looked up.


"I'm sorry,im sounding foolish....to answer your question really..if you'd like me to I will,if not..I wont..It's merely your decision sir.''


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A soft smile before his eyes moved from the Violin back to Adio’s own eyes.

“If it is what you desire. Play to your hearts content.”

He says before pushing the dirt away from the heel of his shoe… with his shoe. His breath softens with every moment, the nostalgia of playing his own instrument once more was coming back, the urge to rip into the fabric of his realm was getting closer… Corvax wanted to use his power, but yet, he wanted to keep it at bay, he didn’t feel the need, time nor place to bring that side of destruction onto this field of peace.

“Love? Rei? I’m not sure, He might have, If I ever see him again, I’ll ask him.” Love? Could anyone other than his late wife have loved him? Did even his own Son love him? After what he has done?… a question that could never be answered in this existence.

Bleeding fingers? To bleed the toxic venom in front of this species, to let the smell of such embrace engulf his mind… should be dare block it out? “I see, so your violin is sad? That’s not good, Cheer it up, play something to falter its remorse.”

With so much said, He would not say another word, he was never one to make conversation, never one to express himself without his blades, times would not change now. Digging his right heel into the ground roughly before pivoting around to face the same direction that he had ventured, his feet would begin to carry him.

He wished not to burden Adio with his presence, if Corvax in fact did look like someone from his band, and he was away from his band… then Corvax could not be around… it would only depress Adio and cause his Violin’s songs to be filled with sorrow… something he no longer wished to spread.

“It was very pleasant meeting you, listening to you. Thank you once more, Dear Adio.”

Words spoken as his head tilted to the left, the ambiance of his voice should carry far enough so that Adio’s ears could pick them up.

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"I can't cheer it up,it's the only thing I have that connects me to my own emotions,without my violin I'd have no way in knowing what emotions were or how they sounded..I'd be a shell.''


He explained.


"The violin often acts on it's own a single note or tune can explain my emotions from it when it does decide to show it.''


He'd shrug.


"I played the song I did for you only when it was my parent's anniversary..even after they were murdered by my brother I continued to play it before their portrait or in their room with their windows open so their spirits can be free to move about.''


Eyes would cast down.


"I only ask of you what I had for I was shunned by many people who knew the artistry of how my parent's became slave-owners just by using their instruments...my brother hadn't inherited the gift or the ability to use an instrument,he grew jealous thus he killed out parents.''[/align]

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[align=center]Sweet seduction, sweet conjuration of a once forgotten falsity… key aspects in the living animation of our worlds colliding. All words unknown to a false existence through time and space, this is what our little happening had been.

His feet had stopped carrying him away from Adio… he wanted to bring his own instrument of destruction out so badly, but the vow to never touch the power again unless it was to save a life… was stopping him from showing Adio his own personal skill.

Head still turned to allow Adio to hear his words, his right hand coming up ever slowly… he could do it, tear a steam in this world to break the truce between realms… but for what? To make Adio happy? To make Adio feel more comfortable around him? To actually be able to play his instrument for the last time in his existence?

Dear Adio… shunned? Cast out by those who he sought to befriend? His eyes closed for a second before his hand closed tightly, the black ambiance erupted around his now closed fist before the rift began to take place, the Blood God was… Stretching his one rule to allow someone else to be happy, he was in no fashion breaking a rule to cause others harm.

His arm extended outward for a second before it began to disappear… moving within the rift to the courtyard racks of his Castles domain before gripping onto it… the instrument of Destruction. Corvax’s hand pulled back swiftly and with it… the blackened, red spiraled instrument…the rift slowly closed once his hand and instrument were free… the bow hanging closely below the instrument before his right hand picked at it… right hand came to lift the Instrument to his neck, resting his chin gently on the soft pad before lifting the Bow to its strings… Fingers stretching over the neck of the instrument before pressing firmly.

Gently moving the bow downward a little before raising it back up, Corvax’s fingers moved down the neck for a second then back up with rather un-normal speed… the bow played across the strings, causing them to scream in glee of finally being able to sing once more…. This… was his gift to Adio, before he left.
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