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The single tentacle supporting the Mother begins to wither away as well, and the tears dripping from the Mother's eye become droplets of dark red blood.  The Mother's color fades, and she manages one last look up at the group.

 

"Heart...beat...life..."

 

The tentacle snaps, and the Mother plummets into the darkness.  The stalagmite enters through her eye, and burst out her back in a flash of crimson.  The Mother shrieks in agony, writhing in pain.  Soon, the screams turn to whimpers.  Then to silence.  Her body slows, and stops.  The Mother is dead.

The ophidian stops, slowly turning to look at Kyle. The eyes burn deep into his soul, the blood lust visible in the eyes. It turns to face him, hissing, the curled tongue lisping its hiss. It crawls back, then lunges, landing a perfect blow to Kyle's head and leaving two perfect dots of red, slowly becoming larger.

 

(Oh sh*t, got to go!)

(Back. I was working on a secret project, though I realized it could never be finished without a drawing tablet/ someone that can color my sketches.

 

And I don't care David. DIE! Though I will give you a roleplay chacrater in return.)

 

The pools of crimson bleed over David's eyes, rippling in subtle lines across his forehead. The blood covers his vision, making the entirety of the world red, a sleepy sensation running through him. The snake slithers towards him, knowing that he's blind, circling behind him and curling its tail, practicing for the choking that would follow.

 

(And now, I require time to create a gory scene.)

(Nah, too late.)

 

The tail lashes around Kyle's throat, restraining him from moving forward. Pulling him down to his knees, the snake pulls, slowly suffocating him, taunting him with his own life. His vision red, outlined by black, Kyle could do nothing but fall, trying his best to fight the urge to fall over. The darkness falls in, turning the universe black, the remainder of his face that isn't covered in blood slowly turning white. He felt like his eyes wanted to roll back into his head, to let go of the pain curling around his neck. The snake constricts the tail tighter, turning his neck a deep shade of purple, the shade of violet spreading to his head. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't see, and he lets go, unconscious from the lack of oxygen.

 

(Ooh, Setite snakes can send a person to The Umbra!)

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Kyle felt like he was falling, feeling like he was swimming in a viscous fluid, slowly crushing his chest, the pressure growing with time. In this time, he looks around. A familiar man lies on the surface of an abyss, his eyes pale and white, his cane floating in the air, suspended by a chain. The shadows curl around his hands, rising his hands, mimicking a gesture for Kyle to follow, to fall into the abyss. Above him, there are a plethora of chains, ropes, and ladders of various types; weaved grass, interlocking chains, twisting light, and other strange materials suspend in mid-air, waiting for owners that would never return.

(*sigh* Not what I meant, but close enough.)

 

The shadows curling around the man's hand rush at Kyle, curling and writhing around him, enveloping him in a sense of dread and suffering. His skin felt like it was waving and boiling, his insides melting and burning. He felt all the fluids beneath his skin rise to the surface, falling off of him in large pools, splashing into the man's mouth, his face crimson from the blood.

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The snake tightens even more, crushing his bones in his neck and snapping his spinal cord,  making him a lifeless carcass. The snake swiftly lifts its tail, effectively hanging him, making absolutely sure he is dead. Satisfied, the serpent drops the body, and swiftly begins to bite at his chest, leaving the others for the time being.

 

(Battal, feel free to tame this snake for your own uses if you wish.)

"My god..."

Dark Will takes a step back in horror. He turns to Violet to see her arm turning all sorts of nasty colors. Without thinking, he draws his knife, and cuts off Violet's arm in one, quick, motion.

"GAAAAAAH!!! WHAT THE F**K!? MY ARM!"

Edited by Will

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