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.
Since the wonderful members of TDOM enjoy the site enough to play around on it, this thread is to assist with the site's tidying! Functionality is important and we want to make the site functional even if its activity will be minimal at best!
The Dark King is a high-standing Assembly of Phantoms soldier who has existed prior to the War of Traitors. He lacks royal blood, however, has gained a kingly standing because of how much his first followers respect him. A few years after Zeredah brought forth her war, Noah established his home in Aria Village because of his deceased husband's grave being nearby. In 1879, Noah assisted in capturing Aria Village. While Noah Sullivan is renowned for being an Assembly of Phantoms, his guards and servants are not expected to follow his views. Only family members are expected to be apart of the Assembly of Phantoms. Oftentimes, Noah will sanction them from danger and even offers room in the lower levels of the castle, even for their families if neccessary. There are several rooms to the castle, including a library, dungeon, throne room, discussion halls, recreational areas, a cafeteria and many bedrooms. Naturally, to keep a large castle running, Noah requires staff other than family and guards. The only expectation is no formal association with the TRS, when captured, spies will be locked in the dungeon and ratted to the Assembly of Phantoms. Meals are provided.
Servants Inside the castle are many servants, people who clean, serve and assists the castle with their services. This can be anything from cafeteria cooks to simple janitors. They handle matters unlinked from fighting, mostly assuring the castle is cleaned and the patrons inside happy. They are allowed in most levels of the castle, however, they are forbidden from entering the weapons vault, dungeons and access to the walls and the wall's gate. Healers are another form of a servant who naturally tends to the injuries of all inside the castle. There are usually only a maximum of 2 people who focus on the medical needs, however, other servants are requested to learn healing magic if applicable in case of emergencies.
Guards As always, a castle requires people to protect it, thus Noah has many guards who assist with those matters. People who are given a guard status are trusted individuals, however, Noah has two tiers of guards. The veterans are all guards who are considered trusted and have worked in the castle for approximately 5 years. After a guard has served for 3 months, they are gradually given access to more areas of the castle, however, younger guards are always monitored. Every guard is given their respective weapon alongside a radio.
There are a variety of members in the Dark King's castle which are not limited to those who serve him. He is known for having an extensive family alongside some guests who enter for perhaps flings or because they are respected individuals of the Assembly. As a result, Noah requests his servants and guards to remain professional when possible. Guards are given protective, plated coats that are hefty, however, it does protect them from some damage. Servants are requested to dress respectfully depending on the position. Anybody directly serving guests and the king are asked to wear at least semi-formal clothing. Those currently related or working for the Dark King include:
Guards
Head of Guards: @aryan
Veterans: None currently
Full Guards: None currently
New Guards: None Currently
Servants
Head of Servants: Open
Maids/Butlers: None currently
Gardners: None currently
Cooks: @sima (Head Cook), open
Librarians: None currently
Healers: None currently
Other
Family: Will be listed soon Welcomed Guests: None currently
Unwelcomed Guests: TRS members
*note: If you would like a family member, please message me and we can discuss.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] The decision to provide Ethan with a proper room was picked because of their family ties. Despite Carter being long deceased, Noah still cared immensely about those who brought him his beloved husband; including future members of the family. There were plenty of lavish guests rooms where his nephew could comfortably stay until everything was properly sorted and the captain disposed of. His nephew’s safety was taking top priority for the wraith, which meant tracking down and murdering the malicious captain. Unfortunately, accomplishing that objective would require patience considering Noah needed to settle his nephew into the castle beforehand. Besides, patrols could scout the area and provide the necessary information once the captain decided to surface. Aimlessly chasing the man would merely be a waste of time, especially if Noah's suspicions were correct and the man transformed into a lich. Teleportation hexes could result in the captain disappearing anywhere, however, Noah nonetheless desired to maintain his alert state and assume the despicable former Heaven soldier still lurked somewhere. The captain showed his cards, making it evident he wished to transform Ethan into a full-blown dragon.
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The question about being stationed in the dungeon resulted in Noah's eyes flitting to Ethan, a brow raising in confusion to his peculiar request. He was unable to comprehend why exactly his nephew would prefer the dungeon over a proper room in the castle. The inquiries proceeded, the wraith not amused by his nephew’s profound requirement to get himself access to the dungeon.
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“You will get a proper bedroom, and that is that. Why the hell are you so obsessed with the dungeon?” Noah asked, confusion evident in his tone.
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Once they reached the healer’s quarters, Noah quietly watched as his nephew entered the room. Quietly, the navy-haired man remained outside the room, leaning against the nearby wall. He waited patiently, his thoughts stuck on the captain and his endless worries about what the villainous man would do. The captain was sneaky and rather tactful, thus Noah knew the maniacal man was already brewing a plan; whether it would be infiltration-based or patient waiting was an entirely different question. A soft sigh escaped the wraiths lips as he pondered these concerns he held. Defending the castle and his family was a top priority, but he could hardly predict what the captain would plan. Thoughts were interrupted when Ethan finally exited the room, evidently in better condition. There was a satisfied nod before Noah gestured for Ethan to follow, taking him into bedroom section. He knew a room beside him was open, the wraith deciding the safest choice was the room closest to him. The Dark King grabbed the doorknob, opening it to reveal the beautiful room, jerking his head for Ethan to enter.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Positioned in front of Noah's lips was the simple, black radio used by all members of the Dark King's castle for easy communication and quick relaying of messages. These tools were essential for allowing the castle itself to operate smoothly, instantly delivered messages keying in everybody and updating them. As a result, the large building ran like clockwork, everything progressing with little incident to delay the continuation of daily jobs. Communication tools were crucial for the Dark Castle, considering the massive size of the structure built decades ago. Composure absorbed Noah as he quietly sat at the table, listening to the words echoing over the radio system. With the healer officially awake after being accidentally injected with the paralyzing medication, everything could progress as planned. The calm expression on Noah's face made it obvious he was not surprised by the healer's early waking. Dragons were weak to poisons and medical drugs, thus it was sensible for the healer to already be awake. An unconscious nod of satisfaction was provided when the healer stated he would be ready for when he inevitably brought his nephew back.
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"Thank you. If there are any delays or emergencies, I will be sure to let you know," Noah responded.
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After the simple messages way spoken, Noah turned off the microphone portion before hanging the device on his side. The idle buzz of patiently waiting speakers filled his ears, the lack of further action that evening becoming obvious. Rain tapped softly on the large cafeteria windows, Noah glancing towards them, listening to the calming noises. He would be required to wait until Ethan completed his supper before leading him back to the healing quarters. The cafeteria was filled with chatter, guards joyously discussing life details, some joking around and laughing loudly at today's stories. These were the normal occurrences of the castle, the cafeteria usually becoming the most lively location in comparison to other locations. A soft sigh escaped the king's mouth, an arm resting on the table while he stared out into the dreary wilderness. Hiding out there, somewhere, was the captain who transformed his husband... the man who cruelly forced the soldiers of Carter's unit to dispose of him. There were many screams that day, Carter's transformation making him unable to discern an innocent civilian from a dastardly enemy; they needed to kill him to save the village.
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The Dark King's attention was completely engrossed in his thoughts until his nephew completed his meal. The recent events were worrying for the navy-haired man, especially since he was aware of the captain's capability. In Heaven, he was considered a powerful soldier and somebody who was well-respected among his peers; until he transformed Carter obviously. There were no doubts in Noah's mind that the villain came prepared to fight. Once Ethan had completed his food, Noah rose from his seat, leading him to the location where the dirty trays would stay. When the tray was placed on the stack, he began leading Ethan back towards the healer's quarters. The inquiry which escaped Ethan's mouth resulted in Noah's brows furrowing.
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"You're family, you will receive a proper room in the castle," Noah explained formally. "I will show you the guest rooms after the healer has a look at you. I want to make sure you're not injured."
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Smoothly, Noah navigated the many hallways, leading them back to the healer's quarters at a surprisingly quick pace. Many years of living in his large castle allowed the Dark King to become well-acquainted with the many hallways. Studying the layout of his castle had been an important objective which he accomplished shortly after moving in; it was best for his safety after all.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] The opinion Ethan held towards grasping his hand to escape never crossed Noah’s mind; either way, the wraith would have enforced his decision on the matter. They needed to escape the icy enclosure and hand-holding through a shadow teleport could easily accomplish the objective without fault. Once the warmth of Ethan's hand graced his own, Noah had calmly vacated the area through a shadow, evidently having no issues with being required to hold hands. The discomfort was unnecessary when the purpose was merely escaping or to assure nobody separated from the main group. Holding hands was simply a useful practice during certain situations, such as attempting to escape a cramped ice enclosure. At the time, age never crossed Noah's mind, the wraith merely desiring to vanish from the ice walls which held them. When Ethan was properly dressed, Noah has escorted the young blond down to the cafeteria, his grey eyes glancing around once they entered. The pleasant aromas were incredible, the number of guards gleefully devouring their food making it obvious they were pleased with the chosen option. Slowly, the Dark King began walking towards the tables to find Ethan a seat, however, his nephew appeared keen on following.
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A soft sigh escaped his lips, the navy-haired man gesturing for Ethan to follow him to the counter to get his food. Firmly, Noah grasped a tray, shoving it into Ethan's hand before leading the dragon down the line to decide what he wanted from the cafeteria. There were some alternatives for the pork-based meal, mostly for anybody who preferred a vegetarian diet. When Ethan gathered his food, the Assembly soldier led him towards the tables stationed in the main area. The soft hum of the radio coming to life reached Noah's ears as he walked, the man grabbing hold of it. He has immediately recognized the healer's voice.
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"You're awake?" He inquired softly. "Ethan is getting something to eat, but I will bring him back for treatment shortly."
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When an open table was discovered, the wraith pulled out a chair to sit down. There were few guards stationed at the table, most silencing when their king approached, only starting their conversation again when Noah provided a nod of approval. Despite the approval from their king, the guards hesitantly proceeded with their conversation, evidently uncertain because of Ethan's presence. The unexpected guest was an unknown variable after all.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] The struggle finally subsided, Noah easing slightly once they finally reached an agreement to cease, at least, for the time being. Rescuing Ethan from the consequences of his decision appeared to be progressing smoothly, however, he believed his nephew was displeased with the current situation. While the blond agreed to the plan, each word was mumbled out, providing Noah the impression of begrudging acceptance. Alas, the wraith refused to be irritated about the notion and instead warranted the man his emotions. People were emotional creatures, thus forbidding those feelings transpiring inside them felt dishonourable. The offered hand was taken, the wraith assisting his nephew back to his feet. Silently, the Dark King observed the walls, somewhat impressed by the sturdy structure his nephew created. These ice walls were powerful creations, the manipulation had evidently been used skillfully. Fortunately, the immense darkness inside the area would allow for easy escape.
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A proper plan was created, Noah slowly returning to his nephew to offer his hand again. They would leave this area in a punctual manner than proceed as scheduled; at least, that is how Noah planned it.
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“Take my hand. We are teleporting,” Noah stayed bluntly.
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Warmth graced Noah’s hand once he grabbed Ethan’s hand, evidently not concerned with possibly having to be forceful. The wraith maintained a tight grip to ensure himself that Ethan would not manage to squirm from his grasp and escape. Shadow teleporting was the quickest method of exit from these thick ice walls and Noah refused to loiter around waiting for the melting process. The wraith led them towards the nearest shadow, the darkness seemingly liquefying around them as they passed through the first. In a matter of seconds, Noah and Ethan crosses through to their destination; the open hallway. Wordlessly, Noah leaned against the wall, waiting for the instructed guard to gather Ethan’s clothes, whether it be the rags he was discovered in or a new casual pair. A few minutes passed before the echoes of footsteps down the main hallway piqued Noah’s attention. Holding some casual wear which was in better condition was one of the Dark King’s guard. The navy-haired man provided a short nod of satisfaction to the wardrobe choice.
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Patiently, the Dark King waited for his nephew to pull in the pants and shirt chosen for him. Once the clothes were on, Noah glances over Ethan, pleases with how presentable the blond was, however, another thought lingered in his head. The early demise of his husband resulted in the Dark King never witnessing the man’s appearance in casual clothing. Everything about the attire wrapped around Ethan’s body was stunning, Noah briefly imagining his ravishing Carter in those outfits; if only he was still around… Another pleased nod was provided, the Dark King walking down the hallway to lead Ethan to the cafeteria. He gestured for his nephew to follow him for something to eat. The options were unknown to Noah, especially considering his undead status made it unnecessary to eat. When they arrived in the cafeteria, the smell of pork chops, various vegetables and a few desserts filled the air, making the meal of choice for evening obvious.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Their struggle felt endless, Noah applying strenuous effort to maintain control over his nephew. The consequences lingered outside the castle wall similar to an opportunistic wolf searching for the easiest prey. Death was a life-changing experience, the wraith spared of the frightful experience solely because it occurred during his sleep. Only his imagination could manifest the notion of thoroughly experiencing one's own demise. Despite the constant screams of protest from his nephew, the Dark Kind merely worked harder to contain the irritating blond. There was evident rage, however, Noah knew giving in to Ethan's strength could potentially lead him to an unfortunate demise. Inside, there was a portion of the navy-haired man who was accomplishing this for selfish reasons since saving Ethan sounded like a recipe to healing, furthermore, he could not watch that face die again. Anger was pulsing through his nephew's veins, resulting in Noah visibly flinching as he attempted to keep the angered dragon still. When Ethan eventually ceased struggling, the wraith relaxed, however, refused to get off his nephew until he was certain this was not a bluff.
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The Dark King's eyes narrowed when Ethan requested his items be returned to him. Unfortunately, Noah feared his nephew would runaway should he receive his belongings. The young blond already displayed the sense of loathing he felt towards him, thus, the wraith was under the assumption he would attempt to escape. Whether it was murder the captain or not, he believed his nephew would accomplish any task to vacate the castle's secure walls.
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"You can have your clothes back, and that is it," Noah stated. "You can get dressed, and then we are waiting for the medic to wake up. In the meantime, I will show you the cafeteria so you can eat."
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The explanation was simple, the wraith slowly releasing Ethan, getting off the man. Once he was steady on his feet, the navy-haired king offered his nephew some assistance to his feet. The remaining hand reached down to grab the radio secured around his belt, Noah bringing it to his lips to speak calmly into it.
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"The situation is under control, but I need someone to bring me Ethan's clothes, however, if they are too damaged, go find something casual from the spare closet," Noah explained.
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Promptly, a guard would check the status of Ethan's clothes and accomplish the task on behalf of his king. The high expectations would result in quick results, however, the wraith needed to handle a separate issue. The Dark King glanced around the ice walls which enclosed them, the man knowing they would be required to exit this area until further notice. Fortunately, shadows lingered in every corner, giving the wraith the potential to escape the enclosure.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Dominating stubborn dragons constantly became a strenuous and difficult task to achieve. These were tasks Noah was extremely familiar with, both from sparring and bedroom antics with Carter. Fortunately, familiarity assisted in making the wraith privy on how to handle these intense situations. There were plenty of incidents where he wrestled Carter, but now he possessed the enhanced strength to handle the situation with his nephew. Refusals of assistance escaped Ethan’s mouth, but Noah became persistent on pinning his nephew and forcing possible medical attention. The importance of family orbited around his mind, reminding him of the horrible symptoms of mourning a lost loved one. The emptiness in his stomach, aching of his heart and sad loneliness because of a single loss. In a room full of people, he would still miss his brother and feel those emotions of lonesomeness. While Ethan lacked family on his side, Noah refused to allow the final fragment of Carter's family; somebody needed to carry on the incredible legacy of those amazing people, furthermore, the captain would not receive another victim on his long list.
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"NO! THE CAPTAIN IS DANGEROUS ETHAN! I AM NOT LETTING HIM KILL YOU! YOU'RE MY NEPHEW AND I AM NOT LOSING MORE FAMILY!" Noah screamed the words out, unable to resist.
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Slight anger was evident, however, it was aimed towards the captain who stole his beloved Carter. Inside his voice were hints of sorrow from losing Carter through those horrific means. Enhanced strength became evident as Noah struggled to maintain his grip and force Ethan to remain still. The gestures for assistance were heeded, but the guards were forced to cease movement as ice suddenly spawned between them and himself and Ethan. Immediately, the wraith flinched as he attempted to keep his pin on the dragon, refusing to release Ethan. The screaming accompanied by the building ice walls were concerning, the Dark King proceeding to maintain a pin. Suddenly, his eyes widened as he realized the immense anger manifesting from his nephew. There was a slight shudder as he realized the increasing danger, Noah being plenty aware some dragons held difficulty controlling their when irritated.
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"Ethan! You need to calm down right now! I am not your enemy, I'm just trying to protect you," Noah explained in a panic.
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A chill settled into the hallway as the ice wall thickened, the wraith's grey eyes flitting around as he realized he was trapped inside. There was a cold sensation on his arms, Noah flinching as he began to believe his nephew intended to freeze him. Despite the cold, the Dark King refused to release Ethan because of his endless worries about the blond's health. A deep breath was taken, the freezing air entering his lungs before being released into a long exhale, the man's eyes narrowing as he stared down at Ethan.
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"I am not letting go, Ethan... I am NOT losing my nephew this way... Family is everything to me, and like it or not, I married Carter and THAT MAKES YOU FAMILY! I AM NOT LETTING YOU LEAVE SO THAT MAN CAN PROVOKE YOU AND POSSIBLY KILL YOU!" The wraith screamed at him, the slightest hints of tears in his eyes.
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Crying was resisted, Noah fixating more on keeping Ethan pinned to the floor, desperate to keep his nephew safe. While he lost his husband years ago, the Dark King desired to protect Carter's side of the family; they were everything to him. Nobody would face their demise tonight, the navy-haired man wishing to protect and connect with his blond nephew.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Irritation filled Noah as he attempted to keep his squirming nephew from escaping his grasp. Outside the thick, stone walls of the Dark King's castle was a realm of endless danger because of the captain's lurking beyond them. Allowing Ethan to launch himself into peril was forbidden, thus despite the squirming, the wraith worked harder to maintain his pin on him. The family was crucial, a notion which Noah Sullivan learned after his brother followed and supported him up until his demise. There were some family members the wraith did not favour, but Carter's side of the family truly provided a homely sense in the aftermath of his parent's disowning. Assisting in the healing process was the initial step to assure the blond would recover and not face any consequences from potential injury. The constant struggling made it difficult to keep his grip, but the Assembly soldier remained determined. The healer was moving closer, a needle filled with a tranquillizer. He proceeded to get closer, bending down with plans on gently inserting the needle into a suitable position, however, Ethan's struggling would inevitably make it difficult.
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Unfortunately, everything would go wrong when Ethan freed his arms and managed to make the healer inject himself with the tranquillizer. A swear was uttered before the healer fell hard to the floor. A glare settled on Noah's brow as he tightened his pin, attempting to force Ethan to remain beneath him.
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"WE ARE TRYING TO HELP YOU, DAMMIT!" Noah exclaimed, not bothered by the shouted threat. "YOU ARE NOT LEAVING THIS CASTLE UNTIL THAT CAPTAIN IS DEAD!"
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Any demands the blond shouted were ignored, Noah working strenuously to keep his nephew on the ground. Enhanced strength was used in an attempt to keep Ethan down, the wraith being plenty aware of the strength of dragons; watching Carter fight for years kept him privy to that information. The pin was tightened the best the Dark King could manage, Noah gesturing with his head for guard assistance in keeping Ethan down.
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