A New Age of Darkness

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Can you handle the power of a demon?


And without further delay, let's peer into the fates of our new league of Dark Puppets Tamers.

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Here are a few things to note:
-The given lines will be locked threads which means that they cannot be altered or evolved past their final present stage or alterned in the RP via synthesis.
-As this is a demon Lord contest, forms will not go beyond that is marked as a Demon Lord for that line. (ie. Lucemon will not go to Mega level)
-As some of the demon lords lack fully known lines, there will be so modifications through their known unexpected. This DOES NOT mean it is their official line for the guild. (Beelzemon & Barbamon)
-Ruling about owning "The" Demon Lord is still invoked in the RP, however ,those that have acquired Demon Lords will be allowed special to post in the Dark Area of the RP thread as well as request personal arcs involving their demon lords as a personal NPC.

-Special thanks to Darkfire Karan for animating the demon lord final art

 

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levelknight

Sloth

Why are you still doing this with your body beaten and bruised from how you’ve had to push yourself to make it this far? Who would have thought it would take that this much effort to get up two flights of stairs? Even now, your body fights with itself between giving up and saving the child, but it must be done. You see people to your left and right; literally torn from not being able to deal with the extreme internal conflict turned external. What could have caused such a gruesome death?
”Please… please save me.” The juvenile voice calls out to you. If you weren’t caught in an eye-glazing trance, you could easily tell that the voice was not normal. Anything that had such a devilish undertone coating their voice would give that much away.
After what seems like ours, you’ve finally made it towards what you hold you be the final door. Glancing at the door, you’re showing the image of a ram’s head. However, as you reach the door, it seems as if it is moving away from you. Will this cycle ever end? ”Maybe you should just give up?” Part of you says, ”You’ll kill yourself if you continue to try.”
NO! You cry out as you push through the illusion and grasp the head of the horn. The sound of unlocking can be heard and the open gives way and opens up to you. Inside it is dark, very dark. Hello? You call out and are instantly greeted with a child-like chuckle.
”I knew someone would eventually come for me.” First and eerie light and then a flash as you are now paralyzing from the neck down, lying on the floor. ”I’ve been so very bored waiting for someone to come and release me." You look up and notice a demon of sorts, sitting in front of you, flexing its red claws. Did it attack you? Now that you’re aware, you feel a burning irritation on the back of your neck.
”Well then, I guess I can go out and play before its nap time again. Heheh.” It chuckles and grabs you by the back of your collar. Despite its size, it is easily able to drag you along as it makes its way towards the exit.
All you can feel, aside from the bumping of stairs is remorse and a burning sensation on your now-scarred neck as it shifts into the Sigil of Sloth , forever binding you to this bipolar devil….

 

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Shadow of Miracles

Greed

Your skin is covered in soot from how you’ve tolled to get as much gold as possible. Though you know none of it compares to the true prize that awaits you at the top, you’re much too greedy to leaving for any of the others that have attempted. You relish in the cries of those left behind, burning as they to attempted at your prize, a swift kill into the burning gold will surely teach them not to take what is rightfully yours.
As you reach the top, you notice the door, the final obstacle. You don’t even both with the hieroglyph (or rather the lack of) on the door or even the charred bones that lay on either side with their hands welded to the door. You MUST have it all!
Not wanting to drop all your spoils, you simply decide that you’ll use your back and push the door open, simply enough. However, when you do, your body burns, namely your arms. You look down and realize that your once shimmering gold has turned into burning hot coals. You also, now awakened to your predicament realize that your back is also… EXTREMELY HOT! Jumping forward and nearly hitting the stairs, a force stops and suspends you in midair.
”Tsk, tsk, tsk… another pest attempting to run off with my precious treasures? Well that’s no good.” The solid gold door splits and the flapping of tiny wings can be heard. Your body turns and you look at the beast. It looks similar to a patamon, but its skin is dark and distorted from a lively orange and tan to a demented purple and gray. ”Come come, now, you can’t leave without a proper reward for releasing me.” As your body floats towards him, you are placed in a golden chair, whose cool exterior is a great contrast to your burning body. You watch as the imp digs through piles of gold and treasures till it pulls out a crystalline ring. He placed it on your ring finger and you feel as if it has pricked you. ”Now you are mine and together we will take all that the world has to offer and kill if they won’t give it to us!”
Unable to respond, you simply follow after the Tsukaimon, unaware that the Sigil of Greed has been branded onto your back….

 

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X Kaos X

Envy

As you make your way deeper into the undersea prison, the envy that you feel is almost unbearable. You’ve killed so many people on the way down here so there is no coming back. There is something deep within this dungeon and you must make it yours, your very life depends on it.
As you approach the final door, covered in the blood of your competitors, you notice the image of a serpent eating its own tail. You shakily reach out your hand to push it open when you hear a voice, ”What is that putrid stench? It… it smells hellishly marvelous. I must have it. GIVE IT TO ME!” Almost instantly, you feel as if a vacuum has been placed on you, except on a more spiritual level. All the envy that you’ve developed during this challenge feels as if it’s being sucked right out of you.
As you begin to reclaim your senses, the door opens and out walks a small white creature; well it would be white if not for the patches of red that covered spots of its fur and mouth. Nonetheless, this little thing caused you to kill multiple feel travelers and friends? You begin to regret it and… walk towards it, attempting to grab at it? Wait… why can’t you control your body?
”Oh, ho ho?” the sea beast calls out. ”Seems like someone’s got a major case of the Green-Eyed Monster.” Slapping your hand away, it pads towards the stairs. ”Well come on, there are lots of this out there for you to kill for.” He calls out with a chuckle.
”Yes… master.” You follow after him with the Sigil of Envy etched on your forehead….

 

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Kazu Matsumoto

Lust

With eyes glazed over and mouth dripping with desire, you can think of nothing more that acquiring that which will bring you the most pleasure. You don’t even know what it is, but the thought of achieving that perfect climax is all too tempting to pass up.
On your hands and knees, panting with laboring breaths, you finally reach what would appear to be the last down. The image of a heart with bat like wings surrounding it does nothing for your edged state. Quaveringly reach out for a rather phallic looking door handle. Upon grabbing it, you hear a rather seductive moan and are reward with a splash in the face of a strange substance. Whatever it was, it’s seemed to awaken you from your lustful trance. However, before you can take advantage of this awakening, the door opens and the sweetest aroma hooks you in the nostril and pulls you in like a fishhook.
As you’re pulled in, you notice an extremely large amount of rose petals littering the ground in the form of a trail of sorts. Following it, you’re drawn to what would appear to be an overly large dog bed. Your feet move towards the bed without you even needing to tell them to do so. As you approach the bed, you start to notice that the bed is occupied by what would appear to be a tiny dog, go figure. It stirs and then looks at you, letting out the most adorable yawn you’ve ever experienced. Immediately, the feeling returns and your legs, like limp noodles fall from under you.
”Awww, poor baby.” Half awake and half asleep, the pooch looks at you and yawns again. ”Too horny to function, I see?” She stands up and stretches. ”I could help you with that, but… I really don’t feel like it.” Jumping from the bed, she stretches once more and shakes her entire body like a regular dog. At this point, you could careless if she wanted to help you or not, you’ve struggled through multiple ball-busting challenges to get hear, you’re going to get that release. Attempting to grab the dog, she quickly turns and bites your hand, leaving a mark. The retaliation causes you to jump back, grabbing your hand and cursing the beast.
”BEHAVE YOU CUR! You’ll get your release… eventually. But for now, how about you be a doll and take me to the outside world.” She gives you a bewitching wink and as if she placed a dog leash on you, you’ve resorted to walking like a dog, following after her, unaware that the bite mark has warped into the Sigil of Lust….

 

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Zadok the 28th

Wrath

Anger begins to swell within you and in a rather triumphant roar; you disregard the game and punch through the console’s screen. The pain from impact only seems to fuel your rage as you’re now running and punching through what appears to you as the very angels of the video game. This veil of wrath, that has consumed you, has prevented you from seeing that you’re actually attacking, and killing, real people that have also been foolish enough to take on this forsaken dungeon.
Sounding more bestial than human, you charge through the many floors of this prison, you roar and gnash your teeth wanting nothing more than to right the ‘injustice’ that has been dealt by those high and mighty Great Angels and their hound-like Royal Knights.
”YOU ALL WILL PAY!” You scream as you smash an ‘Angemon’’s head into the corridor wall. The unholy fury that consumes you eats at you like an passionate fire, lapping at you and quite literally burning you, not that you care.
As you standing in front of the last gate, smoldering and steaming, you reach out and push against the burning hot door. You look up at the hieroglyph and admire that image of a devil that is etched there. The captures spared no expense at hiding the fact that only evil awaited those that bothered to enter. A surge of heat billows from the entrance as you step into what couldn’t be described any better than as a snapshot of hell. Realizing you might have made a wrong turn, you attempt to back away, but the door closes behind you.
”Foolish human,” an menacing voice speaks from all around, ”You should have heeded the words of your elders.”
You begin to look around for the source of the voice, but then come face to face with the source. A gigantic beast of a Digimon, engulfed in flames, ”Welcome to my domain…” It calls with a wicked smile. Clearly having no desire to enact a conversation with the beast, you turn to leave only to have it denied as the beast grabs your arm. In turn, the flames feast on the flesh of your arm and brand it with a peculiar mark.
”Hmm? Well then, it would appear that you are no mere pillager, are you?” The demon smirks and again the flames increase around him as his body begins to shrink… all the way down to this size of a bat-like creature ”Perhaps this form will be less threatening for one that is going to escort me from this prison."

With the Sigil of Wrath branded on your arm, you feel helpless as you’re now following after the bat-like imp as you make your way from the tomb....

 

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prairiefox

Gluttony

The hunger pains have increased to unbearable levels as you reach the top of the dungeon. You’ve made it passed many delectable temptations thanks to the fools that were too weak-willed to keep from devouring them. Still, the smell of something delicious wafts in the area and continues to spur you on even in your hunger. Though you still can’t seem to make it out, you’re sure you will enjoy it once you’ve reached the top.
As you reach the final door, you notice the symbols on it are etched in the image of a fly’s head, a rather grotesque image to have before you make your way to a delicious meal. As you push the door open, something tells you to expect something to happen as you brace yourself for a final trap. However, upon opening the door completely, nothing out of the ordinary happens, well other than the sight and instant sadness of seeing your meal being devoured by a purple imp of a Digimon.
The fiend gulps audibly and turns to look at you with a wide grin, ”You took too long so I decided to punish you by eating it all.” He would then follow this with a chuckle and a loud burp.
Your anguish and hunger is shifted to anger as you charge in to attack the beast in attempted to make it cough up the meal that you struggled to acquire. You make a lunge at it and are rewarded with a burning punch to the gut.
”Calm it down, pest… there is more food where that came from!” He chuckles and withdraws, admiring his work with a whistle.
The whistle draws your attention to where it had punched you. You notice that it was no ordinary punch as not only did it sear a whole in through your clothing, but it also left a glowing mark around your navel.
”The Sigil of Gluttony, now you’ll never be satisfied by… well anything!” The impmon chuckles as he watches you curl over in pain as the contents of your stomach seem to vanish, turning your stomach into a limitless void. The impmon, now at your side, pats you on the back. ”Now you’re ready, come on kid. Let’s go and turn the world into our All-you-can-eat Buffet!” You look over to your side and realize that no longer is the imp present, but rather a tall biker-boy turn devil wearing all black.
The idea of a buffet sounds wonderful, don’t you think?

 

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Darkfire Karan

Pride

Feeling high and mighty, like nothing can stop you, you reach out to the final lock of the chamber of pride. Examining the final door, you notice hieroglyphs depicting a being that is half black and half what, but you could care less; whatever is help here is about to become your personal… hound. Bolding proclaiming yourself the greatest in all the land, it opens itself to you and almost immediately, you are knocked to your feet by what appears to be a small child. Immediately, you begin to feel that you’ve wasted your time, but upon the unfurling of its majestic wings, you begin to take back everything that you said and thought.
”Ah, so good of you to take the effort in coming to release me.” The child calls out to you. You notice that he seems to be sitting on a chair of sorts, but then upon closer examination, you realize that this chair is not made of wood or metal, but of bones… real bones.
You try to back away, but you can’t. An unseen force has rendered all motions invalid and has overwritten your basic commands like a virus to a computer. You feel your body shifting into a bent over kneel. You realize it all too late, the demon that was imprisoned here was real and has made you into his slave.
”To me, my slave, it is time to pick up the pieces of my previous crusades to cascade the world in shadows.” As he walks past you (when did he even get up?) you see his very appearance begin to shift into the Lucemon FM of legends.
Though you can’t see it, the Sigil of Pride glows ever the brightly in your left eye.