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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Yours Truely,
The Staff
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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!
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Escape from the cold, stone walls of the Dark King's castle was forbidden under the current circumstances, Noah's endless fears consuming him. Leaving their sanction would easily allow the captain to discover his nephew and possible coax him into fully transforming into an untamable beast. Full-fledged dragons were frightening creatures who terrorized villages from their sheer size and intense abilities. Stubborn resolve added fire to Noah's determination, the wraith refusing to budge as he kept Ethan pinned to the floor. Memories of Carter's demise flitted through his mind, the Dark King gritting his teeth. Suddenly, enhanced strength began entering his body. Rescuing his nephew from the horrific consequences of transforming entirely, the wraith refusing to lose another member of his family. Despite only recently becoming acquainted with his nephew, Noah refused to allow the ice dragon to die at the hands of the captain. A loud shout erupted from Ethan's mouth, the exclaim requesting release, but the wraith refused to move. A soft scuffling reached Noah's ears, the guards rising from the tiled floor, although, the Dark King was more concerned about Ethan's well-being.
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As his nephew struggled, Noah worked harder to keep the blond beneath him, refusing to allow Ethan to have freedom. People were staring, but the wraith cared little about the eyes locked onto them. Embarrassment became evident, however, it failed to deter the Dark King from his plans. There were more footsteps approaching, Noah's grey eyes flitting towards the healer who held a needle in his hand; tranquillizer. A brief nod was provided to signal the healer to proceed as worries of potential injuries entered his head. Medical attention was crucial for assuring Ethan would be alright, thus the wraith worked harder to keep his nephew still in hopes the healer would be able to tranquillize him.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Recapturing Ethan was a top priority, especially considering Noah was uncertain if the healer verified if there were any evident injuries. Furthermore, with the captain lurking somewhere, there were risks his nephew could be murdered by the horrible man who stole his husband from him. The guards attempting to create a barrier in hopes of blocking Ethan from escape, however, they could hardly avoid the consequences which arrived with trying to block the dragon. Unfortunately, the blond rammed into the row of guards, sending them sprawling onto the ground. They landed hard onto their backs, Noah's eyes narrowing because of his nephew's need to harm the guards who worked extensively to protect them. Immediately, the wraith fueled his enhanced speed, allowing him to move faster. Navy hair spread out behind him as he hurried towards his nephew, determined to tackle Ethan to the ground. Hastily, he approached his nephew, speed allowing him to soar down the hallways, easily managing to get behind him. When he lunged out, reaching to wrap his arms around Ethan's waist, using his weight to bring them both to the floor. They toppled down to the ground, Noah keeping a firm grip throughout their fall.
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They landed onto the ground, the wraith's fall being broken by his nephew. Quickly, Noah worked towards pinning his nephew, however, the dragon was strong enough to turn over. Eyes were narrowed when Ethan requested him to release him.
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"NOT HAPPENING!" Noah shouted back.
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Releasing Ethan was impossible, especially since there was still the captain lurking around somewhere. Danger could be anywhere, especially since the dastardly man appeared to be capable of killing his nephew. Access was granted to his enhanced strength, the wraith refusing to lose his nephew in a similar manner. After losing several family members, Noah refused to allow Ethan to risk his life.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Before following everybody back to the castle, Noah observed the efforts to move Ethan. The Dark King wished to assure the transport would operate smoothly, especially since the situation involved his nephew. There was a brief nod provided when his guards stated they believed the frozen blond was not injured. Relief carried a portion of the weight from his shoulders, comfort surrounding him similar to a warm blanket. All they were required to accomplish was thawing Ethan from the thick block of ice, which was oddly soothing. There were worse situations to handle, thus melting away the ice from the dragon's body was not as overwhelming as it appeared. When a guard stepped forward, hand reaching out in plans of teleporting Ethan to the healer's sanction where they could formulate a plan to thaw him and assure he would be alright. A blinding light enveloped the guard and the ice sculpture, the pair disappeared once the light faded. A soft sigh escaped Noah's lips, his grey eyes glancing around the forest, attention returning when a guard asked him questions. The inquiries were basic, regarding where he would go and whether or not he was wounded.
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"I will speak with the healer... If there is a way to make the ice melt faster, I would like to hear it. Otherwise, I am not injured," the Dark King explained, eyes skimming over his guards. "Anybody here injured? I will teleport you to the healer's area myself."
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Once he received his answer, Noah would request any injured guards to grab his hands and follow behind him; should he be able, he would teleport them all to the castle. When prepared, he moved towards the darkness manifested from the rain-bearing clouds, the man planning on taking his guards to the dry location. Through the darkness, he led the guards, soon walking into the healer's room as plans were made on how to dissolve the ice. A simple nod was given in the response, Noah leaving briefly to accomplish double check if all his guards. Considering Ethan was recently kidnapping them, the wraith needed to assure every member of his guard was accounted for. Names were called over the radio, Noah walking through the halls and surveying the area to assure nobody else was inside and there was no damage to the walls. The sounds of his combat addition the boots stomping against the tiled floors, muddy footprints filling the castle because of the increased patrols he recently requested in hopes of avoiding another incident of breaking in. Descriptions of the captain were provided to all guards on patrol, the wraith refusing to allow the horrible man inside the castle while Ethan recovered.
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Radio static suddenly interrupted the footsteps, Noah listening as the words echoed through the empty hallway. Immediately, the wraith's eyes widened when the healer stated the prisoner had escaped, implying his nephew was attempting to escape the castle. The nearest shadow was sprinted towards, Noah diving through it to appear outside the healer's quarters. Once he teleported, the wraith's eyes flitted around, promptly noticing Ethan and the guard running behind him; his nephew being stripped down to merely his boxers. He turned a healer, Noah sprinting after him, enhancing his speed in an attempt to catch up to his nephew. Quickly, the navy-haired man was hurrying down the hallway, soon catching him up and sprinting ahead of the chasing guard. Each step carried him closer to Ethan, the Dark King closing the distance between himself and his nephew. Once the distance was closed enough, the Assembly soldier lunged towards the blond, attempting to wrap his arms around him to cease the chase.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Thick mist enclosed around him during the initial encounter, which has created difficulty in avoiding Ethan while he was under the influence of possession. Trickery appeared to be the captain’s way of handling the situation, Noah believing he was attempting to kill two birds with one stone. Eyes were narrowed as Noah peered through the dark fog, however, he refused to remain in a single location for long. The situation would be difficult to handle, but the Dark King was determined to save his nephew from the hellish results the captain was attempting to coax from him. Reliving the past was not an option, the wraith genuinely fearing the notion of Ethan being transformed into a large beast. Memories from Carter’s demise were already repeating through Noah’s head, increasing his titanium resolve. There was a hardness captured in his grey eyes, pure determination evident as his eyelids remained narrowed and the grip on his sword tight. Attacking Ethan was something the Dark King could never accomplish, thus his reasons for teleporting through a large enough shadow to avoid the situation entirely. He merely dodged and provided himself with a better angle to approach the malicious captain from.
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A hasty approach was unfortunately met with a wall of darkness, Noah flinching as he skidded to a halt, narrowly stopping before the wall. Anger coursed through him, a low growl escaping the wraith’s throat as he squeezed the handle of his katana. The darkness manipulation soon thickening, obscuring his view of the captain’s body, which only increased Noah’s vexation.
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“WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! YOU COWARDICE BASTARD!” Noah shouted, unable to contain his anger.
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With a warrior’s bravery, the wraith rushed into the mist of darkness, katana slashing wildly as the fog suddenly dissipated. Slowly, the world around Noah was revealed, however, there was a severe lacking in a certain individual’s presence. A scowl settled onto the Dark King’s face, his greatest foe escaping into the rainy day without a single trace. Beneath, there were the evident signs of hex usage, traces of blood which seemed to form a circle making Noah privy to the notion. Briefly, the wraith merely stood, staring down as the rain-soaked ground as blood was washed away from a fresh pour. His clothes were completely soaked, clinging to the Assembly soldier’s muscular body. Similarly, his hair held plenty of water and weighed heavy on his head. Once he arrived home, he would need to change clothes and handle the situation revolving around his hair. The familiar voices of his guards resulted in Noah’s gaze glancing over his shoulder at the ice sculpture his nephew became and the guards he attempted to kidnap. There was a small group of his guards, a soft sigh escaping Noah’s lips as he sheathed his katana and turned to face them. He was their king, it was their expectation to receive commands and handle them as needed.
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“Did anyone injure him? I would prefer to get him thawed quickly and allow the healer to assess him. We can handle living arrangements once he wakes,” Noah explained simply. “If anybody has teleportation, could you please take him to the healer’s quarters? It would be easier than trying to drag him through a shadow.”
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Promptly, Noah organized his guards and explained the outcome he desired. There was faith in the group of individuals, the Dark King knowing thoroughly that they would carry out their orders with excellence. These people were loyal to him, the benevolence he displayed towards their well-being resulting in an equal trade; loyalty for constant assistance. When he assisted the Assembly’s take over of Aria, he allowed the guard’s families to stay inside the castle walls for their safety. Furthermore, weather events oftentimes resulted in Noah offering the castle as a refuge; it was the least he could do.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Infuriated and upset, Noah prepared himself the inevitable combat situation between the lunatic captain. They were enemies because of the monstrous ideals the captain established, his plans on using full-blown dragons for combat was inhuman. Red liquid gushed towards the wraith, making it obvious the captain picked up blood manipulation as a power. Despite the threatening new skill, Noah maintained courage as he tightened the grip on the sword’s handle, the distance between himself and the impending threat closing. The instant there was close proximity, shadows began consolidating themselves into flat disks and a few sharp spikes. The disks worked towards blocking the initial attacks while the spikes were used to cut through the blood. Despite the efforts, Noah quickly dodged right, the wraith hoping his attacks on the blood manipulation would operate as both a distraction and defence. There were attempts to further close the distance, Noah preparing himself to potentially thrust his sword into the captain, however, something in his peripherals caught him off guard. Abruptly, the wraith was forced to backpedal from his initial plan, eyes narrowing as they flitted between the blond, Ethan, who rushed him and his former captain. There was something strange about this situation, especially since the truth surfaced about the captain being the main contributor to Carter’s death.
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Immediately, Noah flinched as he was forced to dodge his nephew, the wraith preferring to avoid hurting the man who possessed Ethan’s glory. The shout resulted in the Dark King’s eyes widening with realization, his grey eyes fixating entirely on the captain; this bastard was controlling his nephew. Once again, the grip was tightened around Noah’s katana, his knuckles turning pale. The water soaking his clothes and hair, the droplets rolling down his face as he watched Ethan fight. The cold weather failed to perturb Noah as he rushed towards a shadow, avoiding Ethan to appear on the opposite side of the captain. There were no words as Noah used his enhanced speed, his feet smoothly gliding across the water slicked grass. His increased dexterity allowed the wraith to run without the consequence of potentially losing balance. The sword was brought back, Noah attempting to get close in hopes of swinging the blade towards the captain. Death would be the punishment for the dastardly man who decided to make Carter a monster and possibly similar to Ethan. The wraith would be damned if he failed to succeed in defending his nephew, especially since the loyal family members that remained were the only people Noah had left. Protecting them was the utmost necessity for the Dark King because otherwise he would be trapped in a world of loneliness with only his flings for company.
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The navy-haired man prepares for the engagement with the captain, the notion of mercy already being thrown off the table. This despicable man intended to thieve everything away from his family! He would not allow success! Carter was already a massive loss for Noah to bear, the feelings of mourning smacking into him harder than a sledgehammer. As the wraith prepared for the altercation between himself and the captain, Noah managed to peek over at Ethan. Immediately, the Assembly soldier’s eyes widened as he caught a glimpse at what his nephew was accomplishing. Ice was surrounding his nephew, the ice elemental dragon discovering a way to make the captain unable to control. Briefly, the wraith flinched from his concerns over Ethan’s decision, however, he needed to handle the captain first. With the captain around, Ethan freezing himself over was the least of Noah’s concerns.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] A potent mixture of sorrow and hatred filled Noah’s body, the broken man discovering the horrible individual who angered his precious Carter and forcing his hand. The crazed captain who believed fully transformed dragons could potentially be controlled through possessing the correct materials. While a powerful, gigantic dragon would be extremely useful for an army, the wraith refused to follow because of those inhumane beliefs the horrible man possessed. Dragons were unable to revert once they crossed the edge, thus trapping them in a feral body they never wished upon themselves. Those nights when he snuggled up against Carter and listened to his fears about crossing the line and becoming a beast always haunted Noah’s mind nowadays. He would have been fine if their horrible captain never forced for those actions. Those years of reassuring it the terrible notion would never occur suddenly felt like false statements because Noah was proven wrong. The thunderous sound of Ethan yelling resulted in Noah's eyes flitting towards the blond, locking onto him before returning to where the laughter erupted from. Sight remained blurred from tears, the navy-haired man's hands raising to carefully wipe them away.
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A foreboding sensation entered the pits of Noah's stomach, creating an emptiness as he attempted to pull himself together. A single moment managed to drag him deep into emotional despair, the beast grabbing him and forcing a longer than needed stay. Despite the previous tears, there was a hardness evident in Noah's grey eyes as they narrowed slightly from hearing the familiar laugh of a former friend, however, the Dark King knew it belonged to a monster. The monster whose actions heralded Noah's resentment of Heaven and resulted in his wings transforming into an inky black. Trusting the heathen a second time would be impossible, especially considering he cruelly thieved the most important person in the former soldier's life at that time. The pathetic display was evidently witnessed by the captain considering the words he used. A frown invaded Noah's face as his eyes flitted away, locking with the ground as it became soaked with rain. The disrespectful comments from his former captain resulted in the Dark King clenching his fists, teeth grinding together. Offhanded comments from the manipulator of his beloved husband were unnecessary and anger-inducing.
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The information the captain became privy to hardly mattered to Noah, especially since it could be used as an excuse to kill the bastard who ruined his life. Security reasons were an ample excuse for the Dark King. The word exchange was listened to, Noah's hand inching closer to his katana with every sentence the vile man threw out. When the transformation of dragons was mentioned, the wraith began shaking with intense anger, tears dissipating as determination. Repeating the experiment was beyond insane, the navy-haired man hastily grabbing the handle of his swords as the situation intensified. HE WOULD NOT ALLOW THIS BASTARD TO REPEAT THE HORRIBLE DAY HE LOST CARTER THROUGH USING ANOTHER DRAGON! The furious words which escaped Ethan's words made it obvious the captain could potentially succeed, and Noah would be damned if he allowed the past to repeat. Suddenly, the Dark King managed to rise inhumanly fast from his fallen position, steps becoming quick as he charged the captain, sword drawn and ready. The enhanced speed he activated carried him quicker than most species, allowing him to get close and attempt to create a series of overwhelmingly fast strikes, although, they lacked an immense force.
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"IGNORE THIS BASTARD, ETHAN! HE WANTS TO REPEAT HIS FUCKING EXPERIMENT!" The words were screamed as Noah attacked his arch-nemesis.
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Swears were a diction only used when the Assembly soldier was extremely angry, however, the captain enraged the wraith. There was nobody else who could manage to get Noah's blood boiling in a matter of seconds other than the individual who stole Carter from him. Each swing from the katana was calculated, the former soldier of Heaven narrowing his eyes as he attempted to concentrate through the anger in hopes of defeating the monster who resulted in Carter's death. The determination was overwhelming as Noah began only fixating on the captain. The needless death accompanied by years of mourning created a desire to kill the cruel man a second time, the wraith praying he would receive torment in the worst pits of hell; those rumours about where souls of the undead went after a second death were hopefully truthful for this situation.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Broken, it became an excellent descriptor of how Noah felt when handed a grim reminder of his dearest husband's demise. Tears were flooding his grey eyes, wretched sorrow conquering his mind and body as he was reduced to a sobbing mess because of this stranger's extremely similar appearance to the dragon he was forced to murder in mercy. There was an emptiness in his stomach while hot tears rolled down his cheeks, being wiped away by his hands. Rain proceeded to fall around them, shivers become evident as the wraith dived into the single memory which resulted in the most grief. The beautiful Carter was extremely special to Noah, oftentimes being the only person who completely understood him, the pair talking for hours. Emotional pain smacked into the Dark King hard when the stranger began shouting those truths, he began crying harder. Tears were thick as Noah's breaths became congested, breaths quickly escaping his lips, the navy-haired man unable to handle the depressing memories of being forced to kill Carter. The man was transformed into a ravaging beast because of the cruelness their captain displayed, and his own usefulness as a hostage.
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The wraith's heart felt crushed as the Carter look-alike continued to shout those horrible words, Noah leaning forward as tears fell in streams. Sorrow was ravaging Noah's heart the longer he remained knelled in the dirt, rain falling around him. Attacking the blond was impossible, especially considering he possessed the face he loved for years. There were endless tears as Noah hugged himself, unable to handle the words shouted at him.
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"I... I never... wanted to..." he mumbled out. "I loved him... oh... oh Carter..."
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Denying the allegations was impossible because of the sadness which tormented him endlessly. The memories of the dastardly day where Carter transformed despite his pleas to merely allow the captain to kill him, which unfortunately forced Noah to mercifully kill his husband. Nobody should be forced to remember the incredible soldier as a terrorizing dragon, thus, the man brought the burden to his shoulders to preserve his husband's image. The laughter was difficult to ignore, Noah, stiffening as he recognized it. Tears proceeded to silently drop as he slowly glanced around, hands wiping away the wet from his face as he searched for that monster. The maniacal laughs which exited his mouth after transforming his husband into a full-blown dragon hastily surfaced in the wraith's memory. Evidently, his former captain still roamed Earth, although, Noah was clueless on his motives.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Numbness consumed Noah entirely as he stared through the ice, viewing the blurred face of his beautiful ex-husband who died centuries ago. An aching sensation remained evident in his heart, the intense feelings he held for Carter creating sorrow because of the actions being taken. Between them remained the huge ice wall, blocking from seeing the glorious appearance of his wonderful husband. Thoughts were not processing properly, the wraith unable to realize there were few undead creatures which could return with ice-based abilities, golems being a potential one and pyrruses being another (however, Carter was an electric dragon). However, the shock running strongly through Noah's mind refused for those types of thoughts to churn through his head. For all these years, Noah had been longing for Carter's attention, the beautiful man always being evident in Noah's dreams and nightmares. Rain began falling harder, the sounds of wind rustling the leaves while droplets plummeted from the dark clouds, wetting the ground beneath. The cold claimed his clothes as they became soaked in the rainwater, but the sensation was ignored as warm tears proceeded to crawl down Noah's cheeks. They trickled down to his chin, slowly dropping down to the ground.
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When he called Carter's name, the guards were slowly leaned against the wall, Noah watching the action, confusion breaching his expression. The wraith's grey eyes remained locked on the blond form as he walked around the ice wall, sword withdrawn as he rounded the corner. Silently, the Dark King stared, the uncanny resemblance maintaining the sorrow and heartache over the man he mourned over for centuries. There was a demand to grab his sword, however, Noah ignored it, allowing his katana to sit quietly on the ground beside him. All the Assembly soldier could do was stare, tears continuing to fall the longer he looked at "Carter", however, it became apparent there was something wrong with the situation. A brow raised when the individual requested his name, mentioning him to be an uncle, but it came with a painful accusation. Listening to those words which claimed he was the murderer of his precious lover increased the tears, fattening them as they slithered down his face. A mixture of anger and sorrow transcended over him, fists clenching as he quietly sobbed over the loss of his beloved husband. There were no choices, killing Carter was mercy from becoming known as a monster.
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"I DIDN'T WANT TO KILL HIM!" He cried out.
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Lost in his world of painful sorrow, Noah sat in a knelled position, hunching over as his hands covered his tear-filled eyes. Everything was hurting after being provided with the opportunity to see Carter's face, even if it belonged to a family member of his. Centuries of missing his beloved husband brought forth a tremendous emotional pain, the Assembly soldier being unable to contain himself. Desperately, he attempted to wipe away the tears from his eyes, but they kept flooding, proving the navy-haired man remained broken after the heartbreak; nobody could stay strong forever.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Years of loyal service from his guard's resulted in Noah's desperate desire to hunt down the individual who kidnapped them and bring forth justice at the blade's end of his katana. The grip on the fabric handle of the katana was tightened as the wraith rapidly approached his blond target. Numerous thoughts were swirling through his head as the Assembly soldier approached with intentions of defeating the mysterious man and possibly locking him away in the dungeon where he could rot for his crimes. Those who thieved his guards were going to suffer, especially if they decided to steal Holden from him. The familiar he bounded himself to was a close friend and an attractive ally he worked hard on persuading to join him in the pleasure-filled haven of his bedroom, unfortunately, Holden always played hard to get. Despite the blushing and evident interest, Noah was always refused by the handsome guard. Immediately, the navy-haired man narrowed his eyes as anger coursed through his veins, the thought of Holden potentially being among the kidnapped guards made his steps a pinch faster. The steps were bringing him closer, the stranger turning around because of his words.
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Noah froze. Grey eyes widened as his movements immediately halted, his emotional pain infecting his heart as stared at the individual who was callously burglarizing his guards. Words left the blond's mouth, but they never reached Noah's ears as shock breached his system. A single name echoed in his mind as the wraith struggled to think straight; things were contorted and perplexing as he stared at the familiar face. The man he loved, Carter, was stealing his guards instead of entering the castle to spend personal time with him or even provide a conversation. Everything seemed to stop, Noah's eyes remained locked onto the blond beauty as painful memories surfaced, manifesting confusion as he stared. The tightness in his hands dissipated, his beloved katana falling, landing on the dirt. The first signs of rain arrived, small droplets hurling down from the dark clouds above. They were cold as they began landing on Noah's face, the dark-haired man suddenly falling to his knees as he stared up at the man he assumed was Carter.
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"... Carter?" He mumbled, tone softer. "... Y-you're back? Is... is this some cruel joke? You had your soulmate... why return?"
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Heat accumulated on Noah's face as he felt tears gather in his grey eyes as his thoughts churned. Did Carter return because of the way he fled all those years ago? Admittedly, the action seemed like something his former lover would avoid considering there would be no return from death in this life. Misery filled the navy-haired man's heart as the tears began rolling down his cheeks, the wraith praying everything unfolding was merely a nightmare and Carter was still happily in the greyscale world with his beloved wife. Emotions were painful as Noah remained on his knees, not hearing a single word which left the blond's lips, he was entranced by those delicate, feminine features and gorgeous hair that everything the man stated prior to the wraith's words was unheard. When the ice wall divided them, Noah remained unphased as the upset emotions consumed him, the man staring at the wavy version of "Carter" through the ice.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
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Thick, dark grey clouds filled the skies above, blocking any sunlight or the beautiful shades of blue which usually stretched across the sky. They swirled through the skies as the wind picked up, howling loudly as the dark clouds suggested the possibility of rain. Evidently, today would become a miserable one, the thick gloominess being a suffocating force for the Dark King's Castle. Servants were seemingly groggy and slow as they shuffled around the castle, lazily going about their daily duties in the name of their king. Ardent behaviours would be entirely absent from the castle walls, a majority of the staff affected by the sorrowful weather. Expectations were high, but they were aware their king would provide leniency considering the horrible weather and tiresome work in a large cleaning the day prior. They would repay their laziness with their endless loyalty to the Dark King, the man who allowed them to find shelter inside his walls when necessary. Inside the castle library sat the king himself, stationed by a cold window, his stone-grey eyes locked on the outside world. Through the window, beyond the courtyard and a small piece of forest sat Aria Village, the small town being rather quietly throughout the day.
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A majority of the villagers were quiet, the Assembly members included because of the day's weather, especially considering it suggested the possibility of rain. There was an elbow resting on the armrest of his chair as he observed the outside world for a few moments before a sigh softly escaped his mouth. Adjustments to his position were made, the Dark King, Noah Sullivan, facing forward as he rolled his stiffened shoulders. Hesitance embraced him before he finally stood from the comfort of the simple chair, the katana he used bumping against his thigh. The excellent sword was held in a beautiful, black leather scabbard which hung around a belt beneath a lavish cloak that hugged his shoulders. Black cloth was the primary colour of the cloak with bright red edges on the fringes of his cloak, the back sweeping out behind him as he walked through the shelves. Arms were folded behind him, his posture straight as the navy-haired man continued to walk. His navy-coloured hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, a pair of strands hanging down from the front, straight hair well-maintained and beautiful. Slowly, he made his way to the exit, opening the library door and heading into the hallway.
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Footsteps echoed through the hallway, the noise belonging to Noah as he continued to wander. Grey eyes flitted around the hallway, searching as lustful thoughts entered the Dark King's head. Daily flirting with a certain guard was necessary, the man searching for Holden Pérez, the beautiful, purple-haired guard. Those gorgeous long locks and bashfulness towards the notion of libidinous acts were both amusing and attractive. There were prayers he could manage to coax Holden into joining him in the bedroom for some enjoyable fun where he could finally have his prize. Eyes were searching carefully, although, failed to find the guard he craved the attention of, especially considering his familiar was physically attractive and mentally adorable. The radio static filled his ears, Noah pausing in surprise as he overheard the information being provided. Immediately, the Dark King's eyes narrowed, angered by the information coming through. Somebody decided to infiltrate his castle on this gloomy day and most despicable, he was kidnapping the innocent guards who helped protect his castle. The radio was grabbed and brought to the navy-haired man's lips.
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Front gate, the pair of words resonated in Noah's mind as he rushed towards the closest shadow, his enhanced speed allowing him to rush through the darkness. Quickly, the wraith dived through the darkness, landing outside the castle, his eyes glancing over the ground. The damp dirt provided him with footsteps, the Assembly soldier immediately rushing forward the track down the intruder who was thieving his guards. Each step would carry him closer to the mysterious individual, Noah hurrying, the man knowing time was crucial. As noise reached his ears, the wraith drew his katana, proceeding to pursue the random intruder.
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"HALT AND PERHAPS YOU WILL GET MERCY!" The words were shouted as Noah chased the man.
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As the Dark King began getting close, his eyes furrowed as he noticed something oddly familiar about the gorgeous long hair of this individual. Blond, straight and well-groomed, it reminded him of somebody who embraced him lovingly and benevolence, yet, he believed this must merely be a random blond stranger, right?
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The skin is created by Wolf of Adoxography and Gangnam Style. The thread and conversation remodels are by Kagney. The Strange Reality board list, Heal My Soul info center, I Remember Now mini profile and Electric Requiem profile remodel is made by Pharoah Leap. The Who's That Member member list remodel was made by Tictactoe. The Cbox.ws Shoutbox remodel was made by Trinity Blair. All templates used for claims, information sheets, applications, etc are credited to their owners; credits for these can be found in the threads the templates are use on. Images that are used on The Duality of Man are credited to their owners, however, they have been edited by Zac with a few being edited by Chibi Magician. The plot, rules and various other information pieces for The Duality of Man are written by Chibi Magician with the assistence of her co-admins, Finnegan and Dremulf, alongside other unlisted people who were kind enough to give their input. The TRS, AP and face claim were all created by Fleur for specifically the use of TDOM. All plugins used on The Duality of Man are credited to their owners. The templates my members use are credited to their maker, if you find a template that belongs to you, but is uncredited, please speak to Chibi Magician or the member themself. Characters created on The Duality of Man are credited to their owners and should not be used elsewhere without the creator's permission.
Special thanks for the members of TDOM who make suggestions to help make this site better. Even though we can not accept all suggestions, we immensely appreciate it. Thus, we give credit to any additions that you thought of and were later implimented by the staff, because we are glad you give us these excellent ideas.
