...blood now pours out from his mouth. He slumps to the floor and gasps for air. His skin grows cold and darkness begins to shroud his eyes. The sound of laughter echoes in his ears and then he floats in silent darkness ( Read more... )

He wakes and with a daze begins to look around. He can't quite remember anything, nothing looks familiar. One thing he does realize is that he is in what seems a medieval castle dungeon. He tries to move but his arms and legs have been chained to the wall. He tries to remember how he got here? Where 'here' is? And most importantly, Who he is ( Read more... )

When the dust finally settles he begins to look around to see what had happened. Floating above his head was a gigantic metal sphere. He suddenly realizes that his companion, the entity that had led him out into this forsaken place, was gone. Giving up on the search for the humanoid dog, he now turns his glowing eyes towards the floating sphere. ( Read more... )

Today is Colombian Independence Day and here is a little info on the country that is so horribly referred to as drug capital of the world ( Read more... )

It had been days, weeks, maybe months that he had been lead into this barren desert by this dog headed creature. The Jackal, although a bit confusing, made perfect sense out of it all. He told Cryonyx of his past and how they knew of each other. It wasn't just mere chance that the two would meet. It was just a matter of time ( Read more... )

His physical metamorphosis now complete, the once black winged angel now stood. With shiny new black metal demon wings, crimson glowing eyes, long black hair, bleach white skin, fangs, and claws where fingernails once were. Wearing only black leather pants and chains for a belt. He smiles to himself as he notices his new features in the reflection ( Read more... )

He sits there in the moonlight. Not thinking about anything in particular. Just letting the night breeze brush his cold dark skin. His metallic wings folded against his back. "Aah, the cold touch of steel." He thinks to himself as he lets out a smile. His eyes glowing in the darkness, he leaps down from the tree branch that he is perched on. He ( Read more... )

Almost as if on que another pain takes hold of him...this one tears through his mind. Shattering all thought, the world stops and everything goes black and white. Wide eyed and in complete shock the once black winged angel feels the truest of pains, a pain worse than that of loss, a pain worse than dying, a pain worse than any ever uttered or ( Read more... )