- Present day: Earth -
Number 1 slammed down the tablet he had been reading, causing the screen to shatter under his immense strength. The plan they had enacted was going very poorly. The design of mankind was so great that even through his timeless knowledge, he couldn't predict everything they would do.
The ability for mankind to persevere was too well developed he thought as he glared up at where he figured heaven was traditionally located. The Ripper had been throroughly put on the ropes, Morganna swept the defenses of Europe aside. She had now ushered in an era of peace and prosperity once she brought the kingdom under her thumb. Rasputin was thoroughly contained by the Chinese and NATO alliances.
The pesky user from Britain Marcus, ripped through legions of undead so completely the lich wanted nothing more to do with him and had elected to remain squarely within Russia as it's new monarch, but he couldn't even get a grasp on that due to a team that had infiltrated and was working from within to continuously destabilize the control of the undead.
Number 2 was proving problematic to control now that the system had been reinstated and he was regaining much of his old strength. Many times Number 1 had been forced to threaten to destroy him should he try to recreate the Kingdom of Uruk where he once was one of it's kings.
Problems just kept popping up and he was beginning to lose control. His path was Reaper and he controlled the power of death which was fitting as it went along with his curse that no matter what he did, he couldn't escape it, however that did little to help him puppet all of these strings.
It did make sense for all his failures in a frustrating way as the curse from of God Himself. The memory of that day was always vivid in his mind, but how could it not be? It was part of his curse to always relive the murder of his brother in his jealously.
Number 1 shook his head clearing his mind and pushing forward as the door opened.
"Sir, we have two situations that are developing." One of his employees said coming in with a new tablet.
"Bottom line up front, a new user has appeared that is by far the strongest we have ever seen. This user is giving off an aether signature as strong as Merlin when he left the world and a dragon has appeared currently residing on Savage Mountain near the summit." The man said bowing over the tablet handing it to Number 1.
"You can go." He said, taking the tablet and looking through the report. He didn't care so much about the user, but the dragon was a different story. If the dragons were coming back then his plan had succeeded and the seals were weakened enough to allow for travel from beyond the planet. He flipped to the report on the dragon and looked at the scan with pictures. He let out a sigh of disappointment. The dragon was most likely an unnamed youngling dragon barely out of its second century.
He was hoping that Tiamat or Shen Long had returned. This dragon definitely belonged to the Asian variety, but not of the legends. It's aether readout showed it was a water/air type. Oh well he thought, but he couldn't permit a rogue dragon.
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He pulled up his communication app and typed out the order. He would have this dragon subdued and brought under his control. He would mold this dragon to serve his purposes for control.
He pulled the report back up. He supposed he would scan through the new user's report. He was impressed with the density if the aether and how quickly the individual was moving. There were no pictures as they hadn't retrieved them yet.
It was at that moment he recieved a new notification on the tablet.
Report Update: Priority 2
File number JV0223
User Identified as Sorin Ekart who was listed as dead/missing from the Ft Campbell, Clarksville, TN area of the United States. He has been missing since the initial bombing.
He engaged and soundly defeated the Tidecaller and his forces. It has been made clear that he did that while holding back. Save for the Tidecallers tamed Kraken, there were no deaths, but serious injuries resulted. Kody Ekart has not been seen since the conflict, but is believed alive and in recovery beneath the ocean where he can regenerate.
Sorin is currently engaging from the guild in Clarksville, TN.
Known Affiliation: United States Marine Corps, United States Army.
Direct/Closest Family Members:
Brittanie Ekart : Spouse [Click here for dossier]
Kyrain Ekart : Son [Click here for dossier]
Mitchell Ekart : Brother [Click here for dossier]
Kody Ekart : [Click here for dossier]
Other members: [Click here for dossier]
Path is currently unknown, but Tier is believed between 15-20. Shows affinity for Water, fire, air, and earth.
Path records indicate possible elementalist which was a nightmare to handle on any battlefield.
Intervention is recommended.
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Number 1 was interested now and even snorted as the two brothers had fought and didn't even know or cared. He had heard of each of the people save for Kyrain Ekart.
"What is up with this family?" He asked to himself as he opened and closed each of the Dossiers until he got to Kyrain's where he froze.
The second worst memory of his life flashed in his minds eye. A blacker than black beam of something lancing out clipping his arm causing it to disolve and never be able to be regrown in spite of all the secrets left to them from before the flood and even after when they had the system before Solomon and his meddling.
It couldn't be the kid. He was not even tier 10. That blast was too powerful and he had a null path. Number 1 closed the report and pulled up the pictures of Sorin. The pictures they had were of him sitting down looking over at map at a gas station and others in full silver armor, but there was no mistaking the face. It had to be Sorin who was the one that fought on behalf of Israel.
Number 1 reached forward and pressed the call button. A moment later the door opened to a bowing man.
"Bring me the strongest collar we have, my highest rated armor, and my scythe." He commanded.
The man immediately rushed away without a word as Number 1 went to a cabinet. He opened it to reveal an extremely futuristic prosthetic arm. He didn't wear it much as to fully power it, it required a large amount of aether. He couldn't remain hidden and safe to those around him with it powered. His path would fully activate slowly draining the life of those around him.
He strapped it on and left his office. Vengeance burning in his eyes.