Post by Marzen64 on Apr 14, 2010 15:34:21 GMT -5
Nexus stared up at the giant tower in front of him. It was quite large, and as far as Nexus could see, there was no real way inside. However, as far as Marzen was concerned, it was absolutely neccesary to do so.
Why Marzen himself couldn't go, Nexus had no idea. After all, Marzen was invincible. As far as Nexus knew, nothing could touch him. Instead, he went off trying to find more assistants to help with "Project Omega" while Nexus tried to find a powerful demon, and collect some sort of item from him.
At least the quest itself wasn't hard to grasp: Nexus would have to locate a demon, and collect any item. This could be a sword, blood, a horn, anything. And it didn't matter what demon, as long as it was a powerful one. Apparently, the best one to try to find was a Guardian.
Sighing, Nexus took out his note pad, and pencil. With a flick of his wrist, he drew a perfect line. Continuing on, he drew a perfect representation of wings. It was a truly beautiful drawing, perfectly life-like.
Suddenly, the wings started fluttering on the page, and flew off of it. They then floated onto Nexus' back, and attatched to it. They lost the look of paper and began looking like perfect angel wings. Without a look of glee at the success of the wings, Nexus jumped up. The wings beat, and carried him farther up, towards his quest.
Why Marzen himself couldn't go, Nexus had no idea. After all, Marzen was invincible. As far as Nexus knew, nothing could touch him. Instead, he went off trying to find more assistants to help with "Project Omega" while Nexus tried to find a powerful demon, and collect some sort of item from him.
At least the quest itself wasn't hard to grasp: Nexus would have to locate a demon, and collect any item. This could be a sword, blood, a horn, anything. And it didn't matter what demon, as long as it was a powerful one. Apparently, the best one to try to find was a Guardian.
Sighing, Nexus took out his note pad, and pencil. With a flick of his wrist, he drew a perfect line. Continuing on, he drew a perfect representation of wings. It was a truly beautiful drawing, perfectly life-like.
Suddenly, the wings started fluttering on the page, and flew off of it. They then floated onto Nexus' back, and attatched to it. They lost the look of paper and began looking like perfect angel wings. Without a look of glee at the success of the wings, Nexus jumped up. The wings beat, and carried him farther up, towards his quest.