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Myria (Breath of Fire Series) |
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Despite all of their exploits in Godlike, these two powerful duellers have yet to challenge each other in the Arena. But this is about to change! Two women who have wrought destruction onto the worlds of their choice for centuries shall today try to destroy one another in the Arena. She might look like an angel, but Myria is a goddess who doesn’t like to lose. Not even Profound Darkness and her holy Megid can stop Myria and her onslaught of spells. Mjollnir, Holocaust, or simply her attack should suffice in quickly ridding this Godlike season of the dark deity. And thus the march begins for Myria’s third DL title. |
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After her defeat by a certain mad prince, the incarnation of hatred and despair rises to conquest once again! Myria is a godlike incarnation of spite and brutality just like the Profound Darkness, and her powers are nigh-unrivalled both in her world and in the arena. A match of mirror-like entities, indeed. But Profound Darkness has the upper hand in this glorious slugfest: with the mighty Megid magics, she will bypass Myria's tough-as-nails shell, and she can boast nearly as much sheer durability as the Goddess can. In the end, only one evil can stand up to the test, and the incarnation of horror will not falter! |
Monkeyfinger Myria slithered towards the ring, in all her multiheaded hydra glory. (Crying little girl acts don't work on incarnations of darkness and evil such as Profound Darkness, and Myria knew that.) She stopped short of the arena. Barring her entry to the field of battle was... A humanoid, blue furred kitty with mouse ears and a zigzaggy tail, dressed in Rinoa Heartilly's clothing, complete with projectile disc. Being a goddess who has had epic clashes with many dragons, Myria had seen many twisted abominations and monstrosities in her time, but THIS? What could it be? ***** Knowing you're about to go toe to toe with a two time godlike champion is enough to make even a manifestation of evil and darkness nervous. Profound Darkness, being in such a situation, knew that she needed some sort of edge to have a shot at Myria. Looking back 16 seasons, she found it... The manifestation against all that is evil, against the Dark Queen, whose conquests decimated a continent. It seems like a titanic struggle. However, both, realizing that actually defeating one might, for a time, lower the net amount of evil in the world, decided to instead start a contest to see who could produce the most evil abomination. The Dark Queen conceded defeat instantly, when Profound Darkness, as it's first creation, produced the unholy merger of a Marill, Hello Kitty and Rinoa Heartlilly. Grinning wickedly to herself, the terror of the Algol system called upon her most vile creation... ***** "HELLO RINARILL!" The foul beast exclaimed as it launched its weapon at Myria. It connected, causing a surprising amount of damage to the goddess, severing one of her heads. It then began skipping cutely towards Myria while focusing its energies toward a spell. Myria reared back and shot a searing breath attack at the strange creature, only to watch it curl up and roll under the attack and go behind her. "^_^!" A casting of Triple caused the Rinarill to glow, and a followup trio of Hydro Pumps executed at incredible speed blasted Myria clear into the arena, demolishing several walls in the process. Profound Darkness smirked at the battered, prone goddess lying before her. She cast a glance up to the judges box, which the recently summoned Quetzacoatl was in the process of firing a giant lighting bolt towards. As the bolt incinerated the judges before they could call for a disqualification, Profound Darkness laughed. "EXCELLENT WORK, MY PET." she boomed. At the use of the word "pet", Rinarill flinched, and shot a dirty look at the direction of its creater. Profound Darkness blanched. It was the last thing she did before being crushed under a swarm of meteors, then being batted out of the ring by a vicious tail whip. A few revivals later, the judges were in shape to see that Myria was the only being left in the arena. She was awarded the win and patched up. Myria cringed. That... thing... that caught her off guard is now rampaging across the RPGDL. It couldn't be allowed to get away with humiliating her like this. HELLO RINARILL MUST PAY. Myria: 47 |
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