PK's adventure.

*Comment*
Demi said it's alright, it goes right with his.

The Golden Warrior, Demi and Pk The Reaper continued thier battle. Pk and Demi were in the last village known in Lore, and Demi would try anything to stop Pk from destroying all of Lore.

"You're not taking Frostvale, Pk." said Demi firmly as he searched the area for any innocent moglins. "HaHa! Do you think you can stop me, little gold man?", Pk replied.

Pk vanished into the shadows, and left Demi in Frostvale. Demi knew that he could be beaten easily by Pk. Demi walked to the town square and gathered all the villagers.

"Everyone! Pk is deadly, and he can take this village just like he did with all the others." said Demi to the villagers. "We must work together if we are going to stand a chance against Pk."

The moglins and other villagers discussed how they were going to help Demi, and came up with a solution.

"We, the villagers of Frostvale, will grant you to use our Epicasious charm to aid you against Pk."

The mayor of Frostvale walked up to Demi with a large glowing red box. The mayor opened the box, revealing a small pendant which resembled the marking on Demi's blue armor.

Demi picked up the pendant from the box and put it around his neck. "I will treat this pendant as if it were my child." said Demi.

Demi said goodbye to the villagers of Frostvale and continued his journey to find Pk The Reaper. As Demi searched through the remains of what was Lore, a dark Unicorn galloped infront of Demi. "Get on!" exclaimed the Unicorn.

Demi mounted onto the Dark Unicorn, but it turned out to be a trap. The Dark Unicorn's back started to emit a dark fume, and a gate began to open. "Welcome to the Void", chuckled the Dark Unicorn as Demi fell into the Void.

Demi fell endlessly, and landed on a patch of rocks. Demi passed out from the sharp pain from the fall. Hours later, Demi slowly woke up, and heard a very familiar voice. "Teehee, you fell!", said an unknown, familar voice.

"N-Na..", said Demi, as he attempted to regain conciousness. "Demi! How did you get here?" asked Vamp. "Hey Demi, i'm wondering the same thing." said Ryzaa.

"I-I fell..I was on a Unicorn..and it was a trap." mumbled Demi. "I see, there was a rumor of a Unicorn named Charlie..but that couldn't be." said Ryzaa.

"I can't believe I fell for it..i'm just so determined to destroy Pk for good."

"Pk passed through here just minutes ago, we hid from him to avoid any danger." said Nammie.

"Where did he go?" asked Demi. "I must destroy him."

"He went down that road." said Nammie as she pointed at a deserted, mysterious road.

"I'll find him now. Wish me luck." said Demi. The rest of The Regulars wished Demi goodluck on his search for Pk.

Demi began running down the mysterious road, and ran into a fork in the road. "Ugh, where do I go?"

Demi's pendant, given by the Frostvale villagers, glowed a dark red color, and pointed towards the left path. "This really did help.."

Demi used his abilities from the golden apple, and flew down the left path. Demi spotted Pk at the end of the path picking on a little purple moglin.

Demi used his telekinetic ablities and pulled the poor moglin away from Pk. "Leave the little critter alone!"

"Ha! You have come back to challenge me again!?" yelled Pk. "Of course, I'm not stopping until you die."

Demi was ready to battle, and he began to glow blue, red, and gold. Pk swung his scythe towards Demi, and Demi countered. Demi knocked the scythe out of Pk's hands, and forced his glowing hand into Pk's chest. Demi pulled out the darkness within Pk, and crushed it with the power of eternalism.

Pk changed back to his old fist-a-din self, however Pk acted strange. Demi turned his back from Pk, as he breathed heavily from the fight. Pk morphed back into Pk the Reaper, and shot Demi with a bolt of darkness. Demi began to be overwhelmed with darkness, as his glow turned into a murky aura.

"HaHaHa! Anti-Demi is here!" shouted Demi with a deeper voice than usual. Demi ripped off the pendant given from the Frostvale villagers, and crushed it with his hands. "I don't need this plastic necklace!"

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Hopefully Demi turns good again *hint hint*

As anti-demi gloated over his inevitable appearance, pk used the opportunity to, not steal, but to enter demi's soul. Once inside, pk looked around at all the brightness, and the dark center. pk flew into the heart of the darkness, planning on increasing its power so that it destroyed the light around them. Upon reaching it, however, he discovered that this was one darkness he could never control as he was, for it was just as evil and chaotic as he himself was. So, he moved to destroy the core of demi's soul, thus destroying all that had ever been demi. However, right before the final blow, the darkness moved out and began to fuse with him. The spirits that pk had sent west, south, and east rushed into demi's soul to aid pk in his epic struggle to remain himself. In the remains of the northern lands, the Giver began to scream in agony as pk493 held him down to prevent him from rejoining the Heart of Hell.

Comment on comment. Thats fine vamp. i always get some fun out of making people randomly vanish.

The ancient site of Azyra has been the topic of much speculation in centuries past. Hidden in the remote regions of Lore, ancient tribesmen often performed rituals and sacrifices to their strange and, possibly, none existent gods.

Deep within the chambers of this once great palace stood a door, with marble plates and metallic ore holding together the framework. A tiny lock was still visible on the front, glimmering silently in the damp atmosphere.

What was most curious about the door, however, was that it stood free of any walls and structures. From the looks of it, it had simply been set there as mistake, or perhaps a practical joke.

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Focusing hard on the arrow, Ryzaa forced his energy into the bow. Sweat dripped from from his brow and his legs began to feel like lead.

But nothing was happening.

"Are you sure this is what I'm supposed to do?", he questioned Rage.

The warrior was holding onto his shoulder, steadying the boy so that Ryzaa had absolute control.

Rage spoke, "You have to believe in your cause. Believe the arrow can penetrate the Void and escape into Lore."

His hands tired and his mind sore, Ryzaa would have given anything to end this quickly. Why he was in this predicament and how the world got so screwed up still swirled around in his head. Everyone's hopes now rested with him; and now that he had to prove himself, he was going to fail!

A tear fell from his face. He hadn't realized that his eyes were watering during this time.

"I'm sorry Demi...", whispered the exhausted boy.

And as if to answer his prayers, the silver arrow began to turn blue. It first started from Ryzaa's fingertips, and quickly spread up the shaft to the sharpened point.

"Now Ryzaa! Fire the arrow at the Keyhole!"

*Twang*

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From deep within the earth, a mighty tremor ripped across the Dragonspine mountain range. Fissures and Cracks etched across the countryside, converging towards the ruins of Azyra.

The door, that for so many centuries stood as a guard against the edges of the Void, burst from its metal hinges and crashed onto the floor. As the dust settled, the once dormant halls were filled once more with the souls of the living.

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Demi, trapped in his own conscience, could only watch as the events unfolded before his eyes. Knowing that PK was roaming around in his soul, he knew that only a limited amount of time remained before Anti-Demi and PK would destroy him altogether.

Watching from his eyes, he saw Nammie and the other Regulars watch the fight.

"Teehee, I bet the real Demi is inside, watching all of this.", laughed Nammie, who was forcing her face into grotesque shapes in an attempt to smile.

Rage crouched low in front of Demi's body. "It's so sad that one as powerful as Demi could fall for such a trick."

Demi gasped. The people he thought were his friends began to disappear before his eyes. The trails of dark energy poured into his body, seeping into every pore and crevice the foul substance could find.

"We are coming, master PK", said the evil Nammie, before dissipating.

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"We have little time, fellow warriors. Fear not the Reaper, for he cannot cast our souls back into the Void. Fear not his Soul Seekers, for our souls have been touched by the Void and cannot be taken no more! If this battle is to be won, we must travel to Frostvale posthaste!"

Rage was walking among his troops, sizing them up and down.

Ryzaa piped up, "How will we get there in time? Time won't be on our side anymore..."

And then it dawned on the boy. Rage had been planning this escape for many years now.

"Magisters, you know what to do. Assemble your spells", commanded the silver haired leader.

Without a word, the wizards and witches of the guild quickly positioned themselves around the group, like they had rehearsed so many times before. Calling upon the mystic energies of the cosmos, and drawing some of the power from the Void, they began to encase the rest of the guild members in a large bubble.

In unison, the magisters shouted, "Now!".

*Bang*

And Azyra was silent once more.

--

PK493 felt the disturbance in the magical force of Lore. Still gripping the spazzing Giver, he probed with his mind into the dark fathoms of the universe to find the source of the power.

Silently, and still holding on to the struggling body, he came to his conclusion.

The Regulars have truly returned.

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PK the Reaper fought hard with the evil contained in Anti-Demi. The idea that this fool could beat him was absurd, but if he did not act soon, it would become a reality.

Dodging the pulses from the core of Demi's soul, he quickly deducted that the only way to survive was to have Anti-Demi join with him in an unholy union.

Reaching out to the evil, he reasoned and negotiated with the vile creature. Although Anti-Demi tried, he was no match against the power of logic. Conceding defeat, the demonic beast fused with PK the Reaper, giving his successor leeway to escape the body of Demi.

Forcing his way out of Demi's body, he made sure to hack at every part to cause maximum damage. Demi screamed in anguish, never having felt so much pain in his life.

The Reaper materialized once more outside in the world of Lore. Before him, his supposed adversary knelt, with blood and sweat trickling to the ground.

"You never stood a chance, Fool", spoke PK, raising his scythe and cackling his evil laughter.

But what began as a victory joy faded in an instant.

Light burst from a small point in space, directly behind the body of PK. Tempest winds and land terraformed around the site, causing the Reaper to get thrown to the ground.

As the light subsided, Rage stepped between the scattered forms of PK and Demi.

He smirked as he drew his Masamune from his side.

"I hope we're not interrupting."

***Comment***
Read the entire thing before adding. Continuity is important to me.

Also, the members of The Regulars are immune to soul stealing and being cast back into the Void, due to their earlier imprisonment. This will make an interesting battle. Not only that, but anyone is now able to join and put their two cents in! Muahaha :: twisted ::

Another point of interest: The Palace of Azyral is Ryzaa's name scrambled.

And Demi, you crazy person, good job on the use of "Charlie the Unicorn" reference!