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A Greater Man for a Greater Demon Part 3 Viashino held his hands in front of his eyes, the flame from the monolith seemed to envelop everything around him, forming a cyclone that split off into branches. The flames connected and flew into his right hand. Or rather something on his hand. It was made of runite, in its center was a dark purple stone. It glowed as the flames were absorbed into its core, and he felt a sharp sensation running down his arm. Veins grew and tensed, wanting to escape from their host. His blood flowed black and angry. The black leaked into his muscles and organs, muscles grew and organs shrank. His eyes became red and purple. Piercing and hateful. Viashino looked at his hand again, the rune parasite grew more so over his hand. It dug into his skin, fusing with his flesh. He was becoming a monster. The blackness seeped into his thoughts, his mind. The two halves of him fought for control. Viashino blacked out. ~~~~~~~~~~ A sinister force was in control now. Evil now was in every cell of Viashino's body. His body was no longer his to command. Like a helpless child watching a movie, Viashino watched the evil take over. The demon stood up and punched the air, testing his new body. He realized something was missing, this body was far too fragile. He rippled his muscles, and called forth the flames from below, deep inside Runescape. The flame wrapped around him like a sheet of silk, and when it was all around him, he concentrated, and the flame hardened and formed plates. It turned into black and red armour. Plate mail legs and gauntlets, chain mail body, and a strange crimson helmet with horns. The demon looked over his creation... and a grim smile washed over his face. "I will rule this world"... he whispered, and a staff appeared in his hands. It was made out of wood and held a great flame at the end. A movement caught his attention in the corner of his eye. He stopped, and appeared in a spurt of flame near the onlooker. That person was a small dwarf, with his puny medium helmet and axe. The demon grabbed it by the collar of its shirt, and pulled it so their faces were inches apart. "What to do with this...thing...what to do..." All the while the dwarf was shaking and sweating, pleading for its life. The demon Threw the dwarf behind him, and in one motion pointed his staff at it. Flames came from the ground and pulled the dwarf into the rock. The demon walked deeper into the mountain, the smell of burnt flesh and cold attacking each other in the air. He walked deeper into the chasm, guided by the flame on his staff. He entered a giant room, made by the dripping water over thousands of years. In the center was a platform, on opposite ends were symbols. One was a flame around a skull, the other was a lightning bolt and a star. In between them was a gem made out of red, blue, green, purple, and white crystal. The demon stood at the end with the flame, and cast his spell on the gem, enveloping it with fire and ash. But it wasn't enough, and the gem retained its structure. The gem shot out a beam of light that struck the demon in the head, and he dropped his staff on the floor. He couldn't move, and beams of light exited his body, and gathered on the opposite side of the platform. Soon, the light became a figure. It had on white robes, with a blue cape, and a yellow, white, and blue staff made out of ivory with a golden orb at the end. The demon stood up with his staff, and looked over the other figure. Suddenly, a name screamed in his mind. It was his true calling, his true identity He was Zamorak. To be continued By Fatass120387	Monthly... Missed out on a valentine? Our Humour will put a smile back on your face!
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