Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
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Burn on I'm shining so bright There's fire deep in my soul I'ma rise up like the legends of old
Loki was enjoying every moment he as having with Holden. The way he felt against him and tasted...it was wonderful. He loved the noises the familiar made beneath him, just prompting him to go further and continue this pleasure they were having. He hadn't even noticed the door trying to be opened as he was so focused on Holden, soon enough getting to the point of beginning to undo the man's pants when he heard a shout in the room. What the absolute fuck? The hellhound had jumped a little from being startled, turning his head to look towards who had shouted only to find himself on the ground by the bed.
A small growl escaped the hellhound as he looked up towards Noah, now just glaring at the king as he continued to have a low, rumbling growl emit from the back of his throat. Oh, he wasn't happy about this interruption one bit. He pushed himself up to stand, actually having the gall to get right up in the man's face with a rather mean glare written across his face. "Oh, so he can't have some fun but you can? I see how it is, Master. How about you go back to your fuck buddy of the day and I'll stay here with Holden and make sure he's actually taken care of." He growled out, clenching his hands into fists at his sides.
After a moment he stepped away and turned his head to look at Holden, pointing a finger at him. "Don't be his little bitch, okay? You're not someone to run to after a fling." He told him, shaking his head before he turned his attention back over to the man who had interrupted them. "He, just like any guard and staff here, is allowed to have flings or relationships with anyone he wants to." He added, still having that glare on his face as he was rather irritated and frustrated from their interruption.
Holden couldn't help but enjoy the moment he was having with Loki, even though earlier, he never would have purposely allowed it to go this far. He gave pleased noises because he was enjoying this, finding himself wanting more. He was too caught up in the moment to hear the door trying to be opened. Loki was undoing his pants when suddenly Noah was here... It had all happened so fast, Loki being thrown off of him, Noah seeing him shirtless as he asked his question. He found himself flustered, seeing Noah in his usual bathrobe as he would exit his bedroom to flirt with him. He was silent, noticing as Loki glaring and growling as they had noticed Noah. He noticed the low rumbling of a growl coming from Loki before he watched him stand up. Oh dear, this won't be good... He thought to himself as he just stared at them, having forgotten that he was shirtless right at the moment. He blushed when Loki told Noah off, clearly planning on continuing where they had left off. As flattered as he was that Loki seemed to care about his well being and pleasure, he knew that he wasn't going to allow this to finish even though it had been prolonged for so long. After only a moment or so, Loki had stepped away before looking directly at him, pointing at him.
He flinched at the comment but it was true, he had no plans on being run after even though he cared about Noah greatly. It took a lot of effort to remain in this position and he wasn't about to cave in just because Noah wanted a fling from him. He was silent as he noticed Loki looking back towards Noah before once more speaking with him. Slowly he moved towards the edge of the bed, fixing his pants before reaching for his radio and sheath, placing them back on his belt before reaching for his ripped dress shirt. "Loki... it will be alright." He mumbled, grabbing the ends of his shirt to hold it closed as he reached out to pat him on the shoulder. "Perhaps another time I can hear you play." He added, pulling away before looking back towards Noah. "I'm taking the day off, Loki you will watch over him for the rest of the evening." He answered before moving away from them and towards the door, he'd unlock it before pulling it open. That was close, I almost had a fling with him.... My King saved me, even without realizing it... Though Loki has a point and I really wish My King wouldn't come running to me after a fling for desires of a fling. He thought to himself before glancing back at them, before walking down the hall with serious plans of making it back to his own bedroom.
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cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Possessiveness was a toxic trait currently being showcased by Noah as he pulled Loki off of Holden. There was something about the long-haired familiar that inspired those emotions to manifest inside the wraith. The actions sparked by possessiveness and pain happened suddenly, without hesitation. Each pulse of his heart felt a tinge of agony to fill his mind at the thought of Holden loving another man. What about those moments he blushed whenever flirted with? Did Holden find no more satisfaction in his flirtatious comments to consider the wraith his first option?
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The intimate circumstances were demolished because of the navy-haired king's involvement in the situation. The guard on top, Loki, was thrown onto the floor without a second thought. Ultimately, it left Holden alone on the bed, shirtless and pants undone because of the hellhound's sneaky fingers. The ruining of an intimate moment between two consenting parties... A growl could be heard from the floor, causing the stern-faced king to glance at the redhead. The man rose, clearly displeased with the interruption to his moment with Holden.
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Courage was displayed as Loki began speaking, informing him of how wrong his actions were with some colourful lanaguage to accompany those words. The king glared, searching for an excuse, but without avail... As much as Noah hated everything about this situation, the redhead was not wrong. He listened as Loki spoke further, telling Holden he was not somebody to run to after a fling. Only moments later did Noah have reasoning, but it was not based on his true intentions for interrupting.
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"You're on duty... SO ACT LIKE IT!" Noah snapped at his redheaded guard. "What if someone entered castle grounds during your little antics?"
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Only moments later did he hear Holden's words, eyes watching the long-haired familiar. Already Noah knew he messed up, but there was no fixing the actions he accomplished. Consequences would be served and he feared one of them involved upsetting Holden. The wraith abandoned his fight with Loki to follow Holden to the door.
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"Holden? Wait, I," the king went silent, face dropping.
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The pain settled inside his chest as he realized the mistakes he made. Did Holden want this? To enjoy a fling with Loki or perhaps more? The pain was devastating, Noah squeezing his eyes shut, fists clenching as he turned down the hallway, heading to his room. Quick steps brought him to his room, the king slamming the door behind him, waking his fling. If someone tried to speak with him, Noah ignored them, refusing to be taken off his path.
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"Get dressed and leave, NOW!" He shouted, clearly infuriated from the situation earlier.
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Startled, the man left the bed, hastily dressing and grabbing his stuff before leaving the room. Once outside his room, the man would be escorted by a guard. Briefly, the navy-haired man opened the door, eyes locking on one of the guards.
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"I want no more visitors today, understood?" He stated, anger edging his words.
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Without checking the response, Noah slammed the door closed. The pain inside his chest refused to cease and the wraith knew he needed to take the edge off. Stationed on a tray inside the room was a bottle of alcohol, the kind forgotten, but unnecessary. A drink sounded nice given the situation and the emotions spiraling through his head.
Burn on I'm shining so bright There's fire deep in my soul I'ma rise up like the legends of old
Loki growled once more as he was, more or less, told that he was on duty and shouldn't have even been having a fling in the first place. Well, he wasn't exactly wrong but that wouldn't have been his fault if anyone got through the gate. He wasn't stationed outside for the time being. However, his attention had been pulled towards Holden as he felt his hand touch his shoulder, his yellow eyes scanning over the familiar as he spoke. Ugh, great now he was on personal guard duty. The hellhound bit back the displeased groan and instead mustered up the ability to give him a curt nod. Well, this was just peachy.
The redhead said nothing as he gathered his discarded top clothing and armor and put them back on. He didn't really bother to go after either one of the men who had also left the room but he did make his way over to their King's room where he was now stationed at. Just...great. He waved what guard was left standing there away and grumbled under his breath as he took his place at the door with his arms crossed. This was just lovely. After standing there for several minutes he eventually turned and moved to open the door, rapping on it with the back of his hand first to alert the man that he was opening the door. "You alright in here?" He questioned as he poked his head in to see if the man was...something in there.
Holden listened as Noah tried talking to him but continued walking away from him. Once at his bedroom, he slipped inside before closing the door behind him and locking it. He'd then proceed to lean against the door, sliding his back against it before falling to the floor, sitting against the door before sighing. Besides being excited, he wanted nothing more than to have such pleasure with Noah. It wasn't anything personal against Loki, he just held special feelings in his heart for Noah, but always managed to get his feelings hurt by Noah. Slowly he would stand up, releasing his shirt before removing his belt with his radio and sheath on it. He'd then head into the bathroom to take a shower, returning within a few minutes after he had cleaned himself up and was no longer excited.
Slowly he would reach for a towel, rapping it around his waist with plans on changing into another outfit as soon as he exited the bathroom. My shirt is ripped so I might as well toss it, but I'll deal with it later. He thought to himself before slowly reaching for the bathroom door to open it and exit. Slowly he started moving around the room, clothes in his hands as he headed towards his hamper to toss his dirty clothes into it. Just when he was about to turn around, arms had wrapped around him as he was pulled into a hug. He could recognize that scent from anywhere. His cheeks went pink as he came to realize Noah was in his bedroom. "Uhhh, hi." He answered, feeling extremely flustered enjoying this hug.
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cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Silence engulfed the room as Noah popped open the bottle of precious liquor. The glass was forgotten, the bottle’s lips meeting his own in a swig. Every drop of liquid rolled over his tongue and into his throat, the toxic beverage preparing to enter his system. A pain existed in the wraith’s chest, eyes narrowing as he remembered the cursed image burned onto his mind. The redheaded guard straddling Holden, the implications obvious the instant he entered that room. His hand balled into a fist, the other tightening around the neck of the bottle until his knuckles turned pale. STUPID FUCKING LOKI! WHY DID HE RECEIVE THAT ATTENTION AND NOT HIM?!
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Jealousy mingled with anger, manifesting a toxic attitude to develop in Noah. Once again, the liquor returned to his lips, a hardy sip being taken without thought of repercussions. The navy-haired man turned away from the tray, slowly shambling back to his lonesome bed. He stationed himself on the bedside, sipping away at the bottle of hard alcohol in his fingers. Every sip made the pain fuzzier... Every sip dulled the raging fury... Every sip reminded him how wrong his actions were... The final drops collided with Noah’s tongue, his cheeks rosy and face sorrowed. A groan left his mouth as he shakily placed the bottle on his bedside table.
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He flopped onto the bed, dragging himself beneath the covers. Sleep was expected, however, the bed felt cold and empty without somebody beside him... Intoxicated thoughts reminded him of Holden, pondering if the purple-haired man would accept an apology. The wraith craved company, an individual to snuggle until he drifted to sleep. Slowly, Noah lifted himself from the freezing sheets, turning to allow his legs to dangle over the bed. Effort was used to push himself into a standing position. As a stumbling mess, he moved towards the nearest shadow and pressed his palm against the wall. Within moments, he sank into the darkness and appeared in the bedroom of his head guard.
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Impaired eyed noticed the long-haired man, back turned and fresh from the shower. The wraith clumsily moved towards him, admiring throughout his venture. Arms acted automatically, slithering around Holden’s waist and pulling him closer. For a moment he gazed at the familiar’s face before resting his forehead on his shoulder. An inhale through his nose granted him a whiff of Holden’s scent, the freshness prompting a deeper breath through the nose. At one point the long-haired familiar greeted him, but Noah failed to acknowledge it.
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“Holden? I’m sorry,” the king mumbled, words leaving in a slur. “I ruined your fling. I’m sorry.”
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The grip around Holden’s waist was tightened, Noah adjusting to finally rest his chin on the familiar’s shoulder. Liquor could be smelled on his breath with every exhale. A soft groan escaped his lips as he snuggled the purple-haired man.
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“I’m lonely,” he whined softly. “Be my snuggle buddy? Pleeeaaaase? I’m sorry for earlier... That makes it okay for me to ask, right?”
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The wraith’s thought process was evidently impaired by his alcohol consumption. A majority of a hard liquor bottle affected his body greatly. His movements were slow and lacked dexterity, every word escaped his lips, a slurred mess and in-depth thought was abandoned. Whether or not Holden realized the symptoms were the side-effects of liquor consumption was hard to say, however, the king was obviously not thinking clearly.
Holden melted when Noah rested his chin on his shoulder, finding comfort in this embrace. He had greeted Noah but was surprised when he didn't get one in return. Though would soon hear the apology. Should I take him that Loki didn't have permission? Probably a bad idea... He thought to himself as he listened to Noah speak, coming to realize that he was drunk. The grip around his waist was tightened, clearly Noah was interested in having him in his arms, who was he to stop him, besides it wasn't like he was doing anything, yet. If he hadn't noticed Noah being drunk before, he was able to smell it now. To his surprised, Noah was whining about being lonely and requesting him to be his snuggle buddy, using the apology as his reason of belief in it being okay.
He didn't need to apologize to be his snuggle buddy, just being good. Though here he was in only a towel and Noah had the pleasure of seeing almost all of him while Noah on the other hand was fully dressed still. "I'd love to, my King." He answered in return before adding, "Are you drunk?" He wanted to hear it come from Noah himself even though he could smell it and knew if Noah chose to lie, that he was drunk. So where exactly does this leave me? In a bedroom with my King snuggling me and my desire to snuggle back. Should I worry about other stuff possibly happening? He thought to himself before shoving the thoughts from his mind. "Come." He started, slowly leading Noah towards the bed, hoping to encourage him to sit on it.
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[attr="class","aodmain"] Intoxication roamed through his veins, the poison of alcohol infecting his brain. Based upon his actions and the stench of his breath, Noah indulged in liquor. The arms he wrapped around Holden's waist remained there, joy being inspired when he melted against him. He found the long-haired head guard attractive, evident by his persistent flirting with him. He enjoyed the familiar's presence, discovering quickly that it inspired happiness the longer he snuggled him. The loneliness was dissipating, a calmness settling the longer he held Holden.
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Initially, the drunken king failed to notice Holden was merely in a towel. A blurriness settled in his mind, fogging his perception of the present situation. The fabric of the towel rubbed against Noah's arms as he snuggled the man. The peculiar sensation resulted in the wraith's eyes finally noticing with the cover Holden was wearing. What a shame... Despite the opportunity laid before him, Noah merely snuggled Holden more, refusing to release the man's waist. When informed his guard would enjoy that a soft giggle escaped the navy-haired man's lips.
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Dirtier thoughts crowded his impaired mind. Booze created a lack of focus in Noah, manifesting these thoughts he should spare Holden from. Only moments later did the head guard inquire about his state.
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"Maaaaybe," the king slurred out playfully.
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As a clever head guard, Holden coaxed him to follow. Slowly, Noah's arms loosened to follow Holden towards the bed, stumbling slightly as they moved along. He crawled into the bed, sliding beneath the covers, pleased when the guard joined him. He began snuggling the man he enjoyed the company of. Minutes later, Noah began acting inappropriately... boundaries were stated... respected... until the pair fell asleep, snuggling through the night.
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