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Ivy sat on a roof her furry reignited, vengeance burning in her eyes. She was going to raise this city to the ground. Putting on her mask and grabbing a dagger she stole recently. Her mind and body were ready to begin. First target the barracks of the town.
She finally reached it, slipping in was easy enough as people never locked their windows for some odd reason. She had told Angela and Luna to stay somewhere outside the city until she returned. Ivy entered the armory of the building, grabbing a nearby morning star afterward she searched for the sleeping hall. The entire building reeked like metal and sweat making scent tracking useless. After opening a few doors Ivy found what she was looking for. Quietly stepping inside she started smashing skulls one after the other until none survived, she continued until the barracks became void of life and repeated it with the other two in the city. The noble district of this city was her second target. She brought sticks and a lantern. She approached windows lighting branch after branch and throwing them inside every house in the noble's district making it burst into flames the few escapees got hunted down and killed by Ivy. The fire slowly spread through the city illuminating the dark night. Thick fog rose from burning buildings blocking out the stars. When Ivy was done with the noble district she quickly made her way to the commoner district scoffing at the group of flesh bags that had gathered trying to put out the flames with buckets of waters. Ivy looked around and spotted a small group of commoners running to the alleyways, Ivy followed making sure not to be spotted. "What's happening?" Ivy ears perked as their voices reached her. "I don't know, but we need to help put out the fire." A third man nodded. A woman beside them muttered her agreement. She was slowly falling behind while Ivy caught up, her shifted paws padding silently behind them. When the woman was in arms length Ivy quickly folded her arm around her mouth making her screams of alarm fall silent as Ivy plunged her dagger through her heart and twisting it. The subtle sound of tearing flesh delighted Ivy, she let the woman fall on the ground when she stopped squirming. Ivy started skipping to the three men who were still busy talking not noticing that the woman was gone.
Ivy started humming a lullaby catching the attention of the men, they turned around and stared horrified at Ivy. Ivy chuckled, of course their expressions were valid as to them, she was a crazy demi-human with a mask on and a blood soaked dress clinging to her frame skipping towards them while humming a lullaby. One of the men took a fighting stance while the other ones ran away. "What are you doing?" Ivy giggled. The man's eyes trailed behind Ivy spotting the dead woman. "You… you monster!" He screeched in rage. Ivy continued skipping her merry way. The man lunged at Ivy knuckles white as he clenched his fist. With a grin Ivy took a step to the side dodging the first punch. The man locked eyes with her, his eyes burning before circling to face her. Another punch, but this time Ivy stabbed her dagger through his arm. He howled in pain but took another swing, this time connecting with Ivy's face her mask chattering.
Something dripped down her cheek, something burned. Reaching up with her hand Ivy dabbed at the drop that was crawling down her face. It was sticky and hot, lowering her hand Ivy looked at her hand. A red stripe traveled across her finger. It couldn't be she was bleeding. Enraged she blocked the next fist and crushed it under her grip, his fingers twisting in impossible ways. The man cried out, clutching his hand he backed away trying to run. "Oh no! You aren't going anywhere!" Ivy hissed with seething rage. Ivy waved her hand. The stones in front of the fleeing man shattered and reformed into a spike, it shot out breaching skin and going through his tibia. Ivy waved her hand again and the tip that stuck out the back of his leg reformed into a cross with pointy edges curving back to his leg trapping him helplessly in place.
Ivy cackled in delight, slowly approaching the man. She whipped out her dagger and sliced off his one remaining good hand. Another pained cry escaped his lips. "Silence!" Ivy growled through gritted teeth. The man opened his mouth to call for help, but Ivy having enough grabbed his jaw and with a violent flick of her wrist just tore it off. Pained labored breathing, and bloody gurgles were the only sounds the man could still make. "Do you need a hand?" Ivy sneered with a mocking tone in her voice. Now it was time for him to die. "I will give you a choice. Either death by your arm or," Ivy paused amused at the panic in his eyes. "Death by hmm… let's see, dagger to the throat. Your choice." Ivy added the last words with a cheerful tone. Ivy strained her ears listening to the man gurgling on his blood making Ivy smile. "Not answering? Then I'll choose. I think death by arm sounds quite fun doesn't it?" Waiting a moment to let her words sink in she quickly heard his panicked breathing becoming even faster and coming out in short gasps. Ivy started with a swift movement of her hand grabbing the man's arm with horrific force before pulling down. It came off with a satisfying crunch.
Ivy grabbed it and looked at the pointy bone sticking out of it. She slowly turned her gaze back to the man. She prepared to stab him winding her arm back before quickly sending it to him. The pointy bone pierced his stomach, blood dripped down the wound becoming a violent stream as she removed the blockage. After five more stabs to the stomach and three to the lungs did Ivy finally leave the flesh-bag to die. She faced the direction the two remaining men escaped in at ran after them, not long after catching up. With a yowl Ivy flung herself at the man on the right, her feet outstretched. She connected with the back of his head driving it in the ground smashing his face followed by stomping his neck in half. The other man took a swing making Ivy chuckle in amusement as she twirled around and kicked the side of the last man head shattering it. He dropped dead as the shards of his broken skull pierced his brain ending him on the spot.
Ivy threw her broken mask away and started walking to the market she also saw the group of people she encountered when she first entered the commoner district, they were busy talking to other people.
Ivy's eyes narrowed after realizing that the people were heavily consecrated in one spot. Ivy rose her hand into the sky and started concentrating, slowly a magic circle started forming over the crowd it crackled with energy. Ivy continued increasing its size depleting all her remaining mana, with a grin she flicked her hand down. Big icicles started forming hanging in the air for a second before crashing down. Numerous people started screaming when they realized what was happening, but their screams were cut off as they were crushed by the massive ice formations. A few managed to dodge and spotted Ivy.
With a scream some of them drew swords or other weapons, a few put their hands in a triangle and started chanting. Ivy looked curious what were those people doing, Ivy took a step forward, but something flew into her shoulder. Turning her head to look Ivy saw a piece of earth stuck in her shoulder, she grabbed it and ripped it out. Turning her attention back to the attackers, she barely dodged a ball of fire coming straight at her face. Annoyed she strained her legs and sprung forwards rushing past the people with blades and going straight at the spell casters. She reached one and circled around drawing her dragger and cutting off the caster's head. One of the people with a sword snuck up on her a prepared to strike. Meanwhile one of the spell casters created an earth spike to skewer Ivy, but she already saw this incoming and dodged sideways making the man get skewered instead of her.
Ripping the sword out the man's hand she flung it to the spell caster piercing his shoulder with the blade. Ivy strained to rush over, but a woman kicked her legs from under her and prepared to swing down a morning star as Ivy fell. Ivy quickly kicked the woman's arm sideways as she swung the deadly metal down making it crash a hair away from her head. Shifting her mouth into her fox maw she clamped her maw onto the woman's arm and snapped them shut. Bones broke and flesh tore as Ivy severed the woman arms. Reverting the maw back to the mouth Ivy grabbed the morning star while standing up and swung at the woman head. With a mighty crack her head exploded, and brain matter flew on the ground. Ivy barely saw the knife that was going straight at her, she quickly stepped aside making the wielder tumble over his feet and with a quick swing more brain matter greeted the ground. She saw the man she had thrown the sword at earlier prepare a spell so she exploded his head by turning his blood into ice making it expand until the strain became too big, the resulting ice shards flew in all directions striking another spell cater directly in the eye. Ivy could feel her lifespan drain away as she casted that spell. Ivy walked to the spell caster dodging a fireball that he casted. She leaped at him turning her nails into claws and clawed at his eyes before ripping open his stomach making all his intestines fall out.
Ivy circled back to face the people who were charging at her, but she was unable to dodge the fireball the greeted her engulfing her in flames.
Ivy let out a bloodcurdling scream. The flames lapped hungrily at her flesh. The pain was unbelievable, she didn't want to die here she still had to take her revenge. She tried to focus to make her mind clear, it slowly started working and she casted another spell paying once again with her lifespan. Ice slowly crawled up from her legs covering her bit by bit, before suddenly speeding up covering Ivy in seconds.
A sword swung down, but the ice got in the way in the nick of time. The flames were doused and Ivy's flesh quickened by the spell quickly repaired itself. After the healing was finished Ivy broke through the ice grabbed the swordsman's neck and crushed it beneath her grip. Two spell casters and four melee attackers remained. With a quick decision Ivy rushed towards one of the more isolated melee attackers and slit his throat with her dragger while snatching his sword, before racing to the mages. They casted spell after spell in panic and Ivy dodged them all. When she was in reach Ivy jumped and crashed her foot in the face of one of the spell casters taking it to the ground. A loud crunch echoed through the clearing as the man's head was crushed under Ivy's food. The other grabbed a little knife but quickly got a sword through the heart. Ivy turned her attention back to the remaining three attackers who rushed at her weapons raised. Ivy dodged the first two strikes but the third connected and now a dagger was stuck under her collar bone.
Ivy spat and hissed at the pain. "You're next." She grabbed the man's jaw and swung her arm with all her might backwards. Blood started spraying like a fountain as the man's jaw was ripped of. One of the attacks threw a punch to help his friend, and Ivy grabbed it with her other hand and crushed it. The third attacker also threw a punch which connected and knocked Ivy to the ground. Ivy smashed against the ground scraping of a few patches of skin. The third attacker prepared his sword to strike and swung it down with great power. As it slashed through the air Ivy rolled forward and threw her dagger in the eye of the man whose jaw she ripped of. With a thud he collapsed to the ground. The one with the crushed hand also swung his sword, Ivy tensed her leg muscles and lunged tackling the man to the ground. Ivy crawled atop him and shifted her nails into claws again and scratched of his skin before grabbing a rib and ripping it out the ribcage while the man screamed in agony. "Die!" Ivy twisted her neck back seeing the raised sword, quickly realizing the danger she jumped aside as the sword was brought down which now stabbed the poor flesh bag that was under her.
"Noooo!" The last survivor turned to Ivy. He gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the sword's hilt. Ivy scoffed. Another swing but Ivy evaded and quickly rushed behind the man before grabbing his forearm and folding it in the wrong direction. Cracks and pops exploded from his arm while the man wailed in anguish. Ivy pressed him to the ground and did the same with the other arm before rolling him belly up. His screams were cut to mumbles as Ivy firmly placed her hand over is mouth. With a smile Ivy whispered to him. "Please enjoy this wonderful moment." Ivy stabbed her clawed hand into his stomach ripping out organ after organ until none remained.
That night the city of Hudenburg fell and none survived the massacre that Ivy caused all that remained was a pile of ash and a few corpses planted outside the city sitting in a praying position with a massive smile on their face.
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Character info:
Ivy: Her lifespan is now four years and two months.
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World info:
Gods: Gods gain life the moment someone starts believing in them, gaining the powers people believe they have, but the first element defines which element the god uses. In rare occasions where their first power isn't related to an element gives them the ability to use every element. The god's personality is also created by its believers. Gods die with their religion, so if it ends the god dies. There is also a way to revive gods, at least one person needs to believe in them again resurrecting the god with all his former power. (This makes reemerging cults rather dangerous.)
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Author's note:
I'm going to stop adding author's notes, I will only add them if I have something to say about the story.
I'm rather bad at writing conversations between characters, so I'm trying to improve this.