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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Summer 2024
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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Praise, it was something Octavio considered important to provide the golem who served him with the utmost loyalty and even gave the honour of referring to him as Master. Missions were accomplished with excellence by Jaxx, thus, the redhead only considered it appreciative benevolence to commend him. The golem's mere existence and unwavering allegiance to Octavio resulted in the Assembly informant and soldier being marked as powerful among his peers. Nobody else could successfully tame the literal murder machine which resulted in the Puppet Master becoming a crucial piece in the clockwork. Furthermore, he spent hours maintaining Jaxx's mechanisms and assisting with improvements to assure the Murder Doll could strike without fail. However, the thankfulness Octavio felt was linked with the sense of nostalgia and the golem's close physical resemblance to the boy he crushed on through high school.
The utterance of his true name resulted in Octavio flinching beneath the mask he wore. During missions, he insisted on his alias being used, the redhead's identity even being hidden from a majority of Assembly members.
The Puppet Master nodded slowly before stating in a quiet tone, "My praise still stands. Although, I request you be more cautious saying my name in public. Private is fine or when I am assuming my regular identity."
Harshness was nonexistent in Octavio's voice, the young redhead knowing Jaxx would carefully listen to his words. Even disappointment was difficult to muster because of the Puppet Master's peculiar feelings towards the golem. The appearance suggested Alex, yet, the personality left him tense and uncertain about his emotions. Emotional puzzlement still consumed him in regards to the possibility of his friend who disappeared possibly returning to him, however, Octavio silenced his beliefs until he could gain more information. Unfortunately, data related to Jaxx was difficult to acquire and limited about what his identity was previously. Retreating from the area was decided upon, Octavio's face gaining a tint of red as the short golem's arms scooped him up. Once again, the Puppet Master found himself thankful for the mask that completely hid his face. When the golem requested he held on, Octavio listened, going lengths to press closer as he prepared for transportation. Their home would eventually appear, but the redhead worried himself with assuring he would not fall as Jaxx began returning them to their home in Aria.
The decimation of human lives was easily evident across the beach, the signs of Jaxx’s merciless annihilation of the enemy forces being both incredible and frightening to Octavio. Anybody who believed the Murder Doll was nothing to be worried about were definitely the foolish sort considering the havoc he could wreak. There were dozens who were murdered by his teammate’s capable hands, the redhead finding the damages to be a stupendous success for the Assembly of Phantoms. Unfortunately, the Puppet Master doubted the TRS would leave the situation alone for long. Reinforcements were probably already heading to their location, and Octavio assumed it would be a mass of elite hunters who were capable and familiarized with these dire situations. When those forces arrived, the variety of abilities and warriors could become problematic to the Assembly, thus the redhead sighed softly beneath his mask as their time was gradually coming to a close.
After a careful inspection of burn on his hand, relief flooded through the masked man as he realized there would be no scar tissue. Locating a healer to mend the injury would wield similar results, but Octavio was constantly nervous about his identity possibly being revealed; even trusting some Assembly affiliates with the crucial information was impossible. A survey was accomplished of his clothing, the redhead being unphased by the blood Jaxx accidentally coated him in. After being in the Assembly for an extensive amount of time, the Puppet Master learned strategies to remove blood stains from his clothing.
"You did an excellent job, Jaxx," Octavio praised the golem.
Obviously, the golem worked hard on eradicating their enemy, which pleased the Puppet Master since the assigned tasks were carried out with absolute excellence, however, he expected nothing less from Jaxx. His precious ally was capable and loyal, accomplishing objectives merely because he wished it. There was a pause as Octavio frowned, his eyes slowly turning to lock onto the murder machine. A question referring to their next task entered the air, but the Puppet Master remained silent for a few moments. Constantly, Jaxx worked relentless to carry out his wishes, however, there were rarely times those things were reciprocated.
"I say we retreat... Then... maybe we could do something you want to do?" Octavio decided, offering a new activity for afterwards.
The simple offer was an attempt to reciprocate the loyalty and devotion Jaxx provided him. These were small things the redhead could accomplish in hopes of maintaining the golem's happiness. Despite being referred to as master, Octavio genuinely considered Jaxx his teammate, the man mostly providing the unparalleled combat skill while the masked man did reconnaissance.
A wall of flames warded Octavio away from the room, the man hesitant to cross the threshold. After the horde prior to this situation, the Puppet Master was hesitant to get burnt again; his hand throbbed at the mere thought. He glares beyond the fire, watching the stranger proceed to peacefully finish his hex. The redhead was aggravated, his attempts to murder the cloaked man who discovered his identity failed spectacularly. While the mysterious man prepared to teleport away, Octavio listened to his insistence to leave. The redhead’s hands clenched in a tight fist; he already knew to escape! When fluorescent light consumed the man, his figure deteriorated to be summoned to another hex, Octavio shouted a series of angry swears. Due to the person’s escape, his identity was entirely at risk. The fire proceeded to expand, the redhead turning away and having his dolls follow a few feet before grabbing them from the floor and putting them safely into his pockets.
The Puppet Master weaves through the hallways of the building with a smooth grace. Several departments would arrive later, thus there was haste to his steps; he would be in danger if the RCMP were among them. After a few moments, he discovered a window and slammed his elbow into the glass. It shattered easily, suggesting fragility from age. Without hesitation, Octavio valued through the window, earning himself a few minor cuts. Once free from the building, he fled the area, dodging vehicles and lights. The missing dagger was retrieved and afterwards, the Puppet Master disappeared into the night.
A glare settled onto Octavio's brow as he stared down the gun, finger hovering over the trigger as he aimed the weapon. Once the stranger was disposed of, the redhead's identity would be protected and under safeguard. Time appeared to slow as the Puppet Master rushed forward, aiming, and mentally preparing himself to pull the trigger, only to receive a surprise. Abruptly, the dagger was shoved towards him, forcing Octavio to stagger to grab the dagger instead of risking injury. Narrowly, the redhead managed to get a grip on the hilt of the dagger, the spontaneous action perplexed the Assembly informant. Eventually, the trigger was squeezed tight, a loud bang echoing through the air as a bullet launched from the barrel, although, the aim was questionable because of the earlier confusion. Suddenly, something gripped his wrists, pulling him into the blood circle.
The nature of the action resulted in Octavio attempting to resist the pull, but the momentum of running provided his opponent with the advantage. A simple tugged resulted in the redhead stumbling into the circle, a light suddenly emanated the pattern and consuming them. Anger transcended over the Puppet Master as he was provided with no choice, but to be teleported by another hex. They reappeared in the closet from prior, the Assembly informant remembering the location and advantage it served on account of his presence. When the figure exited the closet, the dolls stood, obeying the commands of their master who was generously returned to them. Octavio rose to his feet, slipping through the exit before chasing the stranger down the hallway. A tight grip was given to the dagger, the redhead aiming to fire another shot in the cloaked figure's direction in hopes of hitting him.
A growl escaped Octavio's throat when the mysterious man turned to head down the stairs. There was no hesitation as the Puppet Master rushed forward, pushing the heavy double doors to allow his dolls to surge forward. The creatures were quick, jumping down the stairs and skipping several in the process. Once inside the stairwell, the Puppet Master ran down the flights of stairs, his weariness making both himself and his dolls clumsier than expected. Once Octavio arrived at the floor the figure was on, he rushed through the hallway, only pausing when he noticed the accumulating smoke. The redhead glanced around the floor, listening to the sudden screeching of fire alarms as sprinkler systems would be released. There was a pause as the Puppet Master considered his options, but should he not evacuate the vicinity now, he would be blamed and possibly captured. Unfortunately, his identity was at risk, thus he continued forward and located the door where the fire was most dense.
An arm was brought to his mouth, the dolls remaining close to his master's feet. Slowly, Octavio inched closer to the door, landing a sturdy kick near the doorknob. Another kick proceeded and after a few moments, the door flung open with a loud thump. Inside the room, the redhead noticed his target and began trying to devise a way to get through the flames before it was too late. Should he be unsuccessful, his identity could be revealed and he would be forced to retreat to Aria.
Hesitance graced Octavio's steps as he ventured closer to his beloved Jaxx, green eyes assessing the gruesome situation created by the golem. Concern touched the hidden expression of the Puppet Master as he approached. The protective attitude Jaxx exhibited was interesting, disturbing, albiet, endearing considering the actions taken to defend him against the vicious fire manipulator. Admittedly, the redhead was thrilled when the dark-haired golem shielded him from danger. Whenever these situations occurred, Octavio felt important to Jaxx, which he supposed was something he craved immensely because of his close resemblence to the boy he adored in school. Slowly, the redhead inched closer, noticing the frightening display of the unfortunate man's brutalized form. There were no doubts towards Jaxx's gruesomeness, but Octavio always found himself surprised methods he devised to despose of his prey; it was astounding, but perturbing.
When Octavio spoke, everything seemed to pause for a moment. Flames proceeded to snap and crack behind the redhead, gradually consuming the office. After receiving a burn to the hand, the Puppet Master was concerned over the growing flames, even glancing behind him. Flames licked towards the ceiling, the old sprinkler system failing to function and soak the rising fire. The moment Jaxx spoke, the Assembly informant fixated his gaze on him, listening as he confirmed Octavio to be correct about leaving. Besides the possibility of arriving TRS agents, the building was quickly being consumed by flames, suggesting it would eventually crumble. When Jaxx stood to his full height, Octavio remained still, the redhead being fearless in the presence of Jaxx despite the disturbing scene from earlier. As the golem approach, stating an apology, the Puppet Master remained stationary. Before he could gain the opportunity to respond, Jaxx's arms wrapped around him.
Suddenly, Octavio's heart thumped against his sternum, surprised by the gentleness the golem suddenly displayed. A blush touched his pale cheeks, although, was hidden by the large mask he frequently wore. While Jaxx spoke, the redhead carefully reciprocated the embrace, wrapping his arms tight around him. The words stated, the informant frowning at the golem's apology; his precious servant should not be required to apologize after protecting him.
"Your job is to protect me, so don't worry about it," he murmured.
There was a limited amount of time to enjoy the tenderness of the moment as spontaneously, Octavio felt his legs get swept out from beneath him. The action resulted in the Puppet Master being held in Jaxx's arms, an unexpected circumstance of the moment. The blush increased, the redhead's face becoming extremely warm beneath the mask. Never had the Octavio pondered the possibility of being held close in this style. When the golem lunged forward, the redhead understood the circumstances of being carried; Jaxx was transporting him out of the building. As the wall approached, Octavio shrugged down against the golem's chest, the pair crashing through the wall. A large hole was left in the wall, rubble crumbling around it while they safely skidded to a stop on the sand.
Afterwards, the redhead was placed on the ground and brushed off, Octavio easily finding his footing. Once Jaxx generously brushed off the debris, the Assembly informant peeled away the remnants of the glove. A flinch touched the redhead's face as he removed peeked beneath the glove to catch a glimpse of the ugly burn beneath. While a majority would believe the action to be reckless, Octavio knew Jaxx could easily protect him from harm; he had faith in the golem. The Puppet Master's attention returned to the golem when the question was asked. The throbbing sensation in his hand was ignored since the healers could attend to the injury later. A quick assessment of the area provided the redhead with his answer.
"I say we take our leave... we have done plenty of damage," he murmured.
The evidence was displayed on the beach, their success was evident by the bodies and blood that littered the shores. They accomplished their objective and with TRS on the scene, retreating was a better option. It would be a simple task for the TRS to gain reinforcements as needed considering Lorsette was crawling with them.
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