The Black Death Has Risenby *Blood-Of-Severity

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My entry for *Lady-Tragedy's contest.

On his home terrain, in his own element, Amaru succumbs to the pulsing urges dwelling in his torso his eyes turned to the blackened sky and his claws dragging along the Dysarestian soil. He cringes at the sensation; the feeling of what he assumes is insanity in his last moment of rational thought. He grits his fangs together to endure the mind numbing torture of failure... knowing that he's seconds away from his biggest fear; losing it all. His teammates and the remaining sectors of Team Severity took his words and left his side and with a smile on his face, the beast of Dysaresta fell to his knees, realizing the inevitability of this fight. The pulsing in his head and torso gets worse now, he can feel it as he sat kneeling and before long Amaru drifts out of consciousness; his body left solitary to the horrifying metamorphosis that those crystalline orbs granted him the second he devoured them in that last desperate act. The last Damsel is digested, and the internal annelid of black and red screeches in it's surge of power, growing large enough to move on it's own again.

Lotharus's power is immense, it shows through the growth of Amaru's claws and wings; his body becoming translucent as the power circulated through his hardening and cracking skin. Again, his body moves... his eyes open, pupiless and yellow orbs reminiscent of absence. The only truth to the fact that the legends are true, are the trio of eyes staring out at the world with a new perspective. Slowly the Nagadevil, as he is called makes his way to his feet...

Conquest is imminent; the Black Death has risen.

EDIT: YAY! I won!
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