• 39 HP
  

  MAX 124 HP

• 26 EN
  

  MAX 116 EN

• 12 STK
  

  Dissonance

Location: Zone D

-20 HP (Action)
-15 HP (1 roll)
-15 EN (Attack, dmg sup)
+30MP

"Hehehehe, so this is it..."

Majolica turned and saw that the dummy king and queen were back. It seemed like they felt bad about everything so Majolica guessed it was okay.

Still, hehehe, I wouldn't have turned into a bad guy if I was the one ruling. Hehehe.

"Hehehehe, well if that lady is going to keep her light-bulb on, hehe, I guess I should give her some fireworks to go with it! Hehehehe!"

As she looked forward the darkness seemed impenetrable. Like a writhing wall of darkness, even so, Majolica wanted to go home. She had a beach trip to plan, people to recruit, and hope to inspire in the masses. Turning to all other adventurers, Majolica shouted at the top of her lungs so everyone could hear.

"Hehehehe! IT LOOKS LIKE EVERYONE'S VERY TIRED! HEHEHE, WELL TOO BAD! WE HAVE TO FINISH THIS THING OFF, BUT SINCE I'M FEELING LIKE A GENEROUS GRAND WITCH... HEHEHEHE... I'LL STRENGTHEN AND INSPIRE ALL OF YOU WITH ONE OF MY MOST POWERFUL SPELLS! HEHEHEHE!"

Majolica cleared her voice, focusing on the task at hand, she began singing loudly.

"Majolica is a witch and a witch is what she issss
This means ah-that and that means ah-thisissss
Frogs are fun, but not when they croak!
You better believe that THIS IS NOT A JOKE!
Majo-li-ca Majo-li-ca Majo-li-ca ca ahhhh...
Majo-li-ca Majo-li-ca Majo-li-ca ca ahhhh..."

You could almost hear the war drums beating along to The Grand Witch's song. Did the song strengthen the adventurers in anyway? No. Of course it didn't. But did it slowly begin to sew the wounds on each soldiers damaged and broken body? Also no. Majolica didn't have any harmonic magic so it did none of these things. But, did it inspire everyone to see Majolica singing a cute song she had dubbed The Grand Witch's Canticle? You bet your ass it might have.

Singing proudly like a solider off to meet their fate on some foreign battlefield, Majolica began conjuring her magic. Thanks to her self-drain regeneration tactic, and the mana potions, she now had more than enough power to throw.

Black magic gathered in ever increasing volumes are dark energy anwsered her call. Holding the mass of magic in her hands, Majolica steadied herself. Then, with a flick of her wrist, the Grand Witch's magic surged out with gusto.

"AVADA CADABRA!"

Avada Cadabra

Attack - Titanius
66 + 55 + 12 + 20 = 153
Tracker / Roll
Titanius: 4,075 / 16666 HP

 

• 48 HP
  

  MAX 153 HP

• 43 EN
  

  MAX 100 EN

• 13 STK
  

  Dissonance

Location: Zone D

+30 EN from Energy Potion
-20 HP from Titanius
-10 EN for Attack

This was it, the definitive final stretch. If they couldn't win right here and now, all would be for naught. That was exactly why she pushed onwards, without fear. Her lances glowed with a soft blue flame mixing with the violet aura from her Hades Lancia, if it wasn't for the oppressive darkness of Titanius, she could have made for a lighthouse stand in. They were pushed to the brink, but so was their foe. Annihilation threatened both sides and though their numbers were far, far fewer than before, they would win. Defeat was not an option, not when they had come so far.

A tentacle struck at her from nowhere, the dim lighting granting it a veil of protection, but it couldn't draw back in time and Velka skewered it. Though it was just a small fraction of Titanius as a whole, damage was damage. After disposing of the annoyance, Velka made a decision. She slammed her offhand lance into the ground like a flag before grasping her main weapon with two hands. She steeled herself before getting ready for one final charge.

Attack on Titanius
15 + 35 + 25 + 20 = 95
Tracker / Roll
Titanius: 3980 / 16666 HP

 

• 34 HP
  

  MAX 100 HP

• 40 EN
  

  MAX 100 EN

• 17 STK
  

  Dissonance

Location: Zone D

+30 EN from D'va
-10 EN from Attack
-20 HP from Titanius

Back in the belly of the beast, back to the darkness and noise and death. He could have left, could have walked away from this all. Written off this game as some sick joke, some kind of masochistic nightmare. Gone back to a life without all of this pain, false or otherwise.

...and yet, he'd made a promise of sorts. The only reason he'd lasted so long was through the help of others. "I'll make this up to you!" he'd told @Janet Reilly, hadn't he? Even if he never played this game again, it would eat at him. Another regret to throw on the pile that Titanius had dragged up.

Time to go all out. Time to be a hero.

Light sparked along his blade, flashing with every desperate slash. Spirits swarmed around him, forming a faint, unearthly halo in the nigh impenetrable gloom. Somewhere in there, the gaze lurked, watching and waiting with glee...

"Spirits... help us, please," he whispered to his ghostly entourage. "Find the eye... find the heart. It's time to finish this."

[Seeking the Gaze @Raid Master]

Attack on Titanius
12 + 20 = 32
Tracker / Roll
Target: 3948 / 16666 HP

 

• 181 HP
  

  MAX 201 HP

• 120 EN
  

  MAX 135 EN

• 00 STK
  

  Dissonance

-15 EN for Attacking
-20 HP from something

Roland erupted from the portal in a rush, only to find himself blinded by the darkness he had entered. What happened? Where was he? The shouts of battle rang out around him. It seemed the fight was still ongoing. Even with its core destroyed the monster's body still fought on. Roland supposed it made sense, with a creature of this size, its limbs had to have a mind of their own at least to some degree, and left in attack mode they would continue to attack those around it. They needed to finish the job and slay the creature once and for all.

He heard Astor speak up for somewhere and the D'va from another location. Roland grit his teeth he had hoped the girl would have died in the conflict, but oh well. His blade suddenly was lit by a frostfire spell, courtesy of Astor. How a player could manage a spell to buff that many people was unknown. Something Roland tucked away for later. It needed investigating. For now, he merely thrust the blade forward, revealing his location to be within the beast itself. With a grunt he cast a short spell, sending a bolt of lighting to its side, dealing a significant amount of damage.

Attacking Titanus
73+ 60 + 20 + 12= 165
(Tracker) Titanius the Ancient Dissonance/ (Roll) Titanius the Ancient Dissonance
Titanius: 3783 / 16666 HP

 

• 41 HP
  

  MAX 115 HP

• 84 EN
  

  MAX 169 EN

• 15 STK
  

  Dissonance

Location: Firelands

-20 hp from skyrim stealth'd tits
-10 EN for atacc

Pshuuuun

Out of the interdimensional rabbit hole Usagi was spitted out again, landing with a soft thud on the fleshy ground. They had managed to finish their mission on the firelands, and now back to this awful place they were. More importantly, the pink rabbit-girl quickly noticed that this place seemed to have gone to hell — a silent one. Silence reigned and she followed its steps in a dark and deadly dance. The brunette glanced around, barely making out anything due to the lack of light, and the few that happened to pop up were soon snatched away in the unknown. Chills ran down her spine when she realized that even in her overdrive mode, which made her bright like a glowstick, the darkness didn’t go away at all.

If that wasn’t enough, a fleshy sound could be heard once in a while when an unfortunate soul was snatched away. It slithered, calmly, quietly. Because of the disgusting dissonance coursing through her body, Usagi knew that this thing prepared all these traps and attacks to have a blast… So she would go ahead and give it a blast. Fucking plenty of them!

Energy coursed through her leylines and into her magitech addons, releasing large amounts of mana. Ten imagined bolts floated alongside her, and they grew much brighter when someone (@Ashiore Evretto) used their magic to enhance her own. Afterwards, she pulled the trigger. Again, again, again and again. That was the best the magitechian could do. But even them, she tried her best to conceal herself and used trick shots in hopes of not revealing her position. Ka-chak! She stopped, recharging the tinkering addon on her crossbow with mana. Just a little bit more...

Attack Titanius
66 + 35 + 25 + 57 + 20 = 203
Tracker / Roll
Target: 3580 / 16666 HP

 

• 106 HP
  

  MAX 126 HP

• 140 EN
  

  MAX 180 EN

• 10 STK
  

  Dissonance

-15 EN for Single Buff
-20 HP from Action
+30 EN for Energy Potion

The darkness did not end.

She died, she died, she died, and he couldn’t even get a word in before she tossed her life away pointlessly.

The bitch still breathed.

It was red it was blood it was red it was blood and it rained all over, even as she was reconstructed, rebuilt with shattered fragments of bone.

Ah, that was good.

It all came back to him, every visceral loss that pulverized his determination, every visceral death that stuffed more nails down his throat, until the phantasmal noose was naught but a scratch compared to the agony that persisted, persisted, PERSISTED.

He reached for his neck, clawing red lines, but it wasn’t enough. Immolate, immolate, immolate, sacrifice everything and scream it all out soundlessly. The phantasmal orchestra fell apart around him, azure memories writhing in scarlet ferocity, eaten alive by the berserk hunger that made him exactly what others didn’t want him to become.

"Aren't you afraid of becoming a monster?"

If that’s what it took to get what he wanted, he’ll become anything. Skin, fat, veins, muscle, organs, blood, eyes, claws, tooth, suckers, limb upon limb upon limb. What a happy occasion, what a brilliant conclusion! Thank GOD he was surrounded by incompetents who couldn’t kill this writhing beast in time! Thank GOD Titanius refused to fall even after that blonde bitch had self-destructed!

What a time to be alive.

“No more foolish dreams, gone are the childish ideals.”

He never saw her again.

“I'm curious... what I'm like out there.”

Nothing but a shrine, nothing but a shrivelled shell.

"If theres anyone good at handling fire and explosions... 'Das me, you burning shits!"

A funeral no adventurer attended, a person who gave everything and received nothing.

The dissonant orchestra continued to scream in silence and horror, Cain’s eyes burning a bright, maddening red, a conductor on the verge of insanity as the sanguine circle continued to expand and expand, multi layer magical glyphs forming around him as his body rebelled, blood spurting from popped veins.

The pain was release.

The blood meant he still lived.

Meant he could still FIGHT.

“<<GRAND MAGIC EVOCATION!>>”​

Single Buff @Cain Darlite for 3 Turns
9 + 20 + 31 = 60
Tracker / Roll

 

• 00 HP
  

  MAX 100 HP

• 40 EN
  

  MAX 100 EN

• 12 STK
  

  Dissonance

-10 Energy Stable Attack
-20 HP Action Penalty
1 Roll = 15 Damage Retaliation, Ded.

The area grew darker and darker until it was totally black. But Yule continued to fire her ice spells into the darkness even as her power waned. The darkness only encroached further. Her ankles... her waist... her neck...

So this is nothing----The void I take it.

Yule thought as she heard her ice continue to rhythmically shatter on some structure in the darkness.

I feel calm.

There was something eerily comforting about that revelation. She should have been panicking. She should have been clawing-----Screaming for some kind of light.

----Why do I feel calm----

Like the end of a show? Did the players simply shunt off the stage when their roll was done?

And yet, I don't feel like there will be an after party.

Her barrage of spells continued, but it began to abate. The storm was ending. Something----sharp----no... the cold numbed it....Something dull-----Something....Something.... Yule could not feel her-----She couldn't breathe. A sedated panic gripped her. In her mind she gave a great kick. She took a deep breath. She was going to say something. It was on the tip of her tongue--------Something inside her pulled downward. In the numb of her body going into shock, the feeling of her body striking the floor registered like static to her flashing nerves----The fuzz of broken television...

kshhhhhh......
kshhhhhh.....
kshhhhhh....
kshhhhhh...
kshhhhhh..
T.

There was no response.

Attacking Titanus
14 + 7 +20[frost fire] = 41
Tracker / Roll
❰ 3,539 / 16666 HP ❱

 

• 72 HP
  

  MAX 100 HP

• 80 EN
  

  MAX 100 EN

• 12 STK
  

  Dissonance

Location: Zone D

Moving from ZG to ZD
+30 EN from Energy Potions
-10 EN for Careful Attack
-10HP for Careful Attack

Darkness, everything was pitch black and only screams of the lost were heard from different directions. Those who attempted to make a move in the darkness failed and it worked as a lesson to the rest not to do the same or else they would end up having the same fate. Rias looked at the direction of Astor who cast a Frostfire spell giving them all a light on their weapon as a result being able to at least see your teammates in the circle they were in. The end of her bow, were the arrows were touching while she would be aiming, had the small fire burning without damaging the weapon itself of course which would constantly light her arrows as they would be shoot at the monster.
"This is a great idea..." she said to herself as everyone slowly were getting their weapons glowing, the female moved to look in the darkness were nothing was heard or seen moving. "I got no other choice." swoosh her arrow flied through the darkness creating a light behind it as slowly what was inside the pitch black room was getting visible only for the couple few seconds as the arrow passed by it.

@Raid Master
Looking right beside her bow she gasped at the arrow that hit something that moved, her eyes widened surprised from the idea that popped in her head. "EVERYONE!" she turned to looked at the team of people. "Who can cast a spell on my weapon to slow it's speed,time... anything just to make it's arrows fly slower!?" she phrased excited explaining her plan in no time to everyone around who was willing to listen. "Everyone with a ranged weapon can shoot in the darkness to light the room around us. We would be able to see the enemy. If someone can slow down our attack speed then the arrow, or any other throwing weapon will stay in the air longer and give us more light as we shoot more weapons in the room! Who can help me with that?!" she looked at the everyone and awaited for a respond to her plan, she needed at least two people and someone who can slow down the attacks...otherwise throwing arrows would be harder, still effective though if they didn't have any other choice.

Careful Attack on Titanius
3 + 5 + 20 = 28
Tracker / Roll
Titaninus [ 3.511 / 16.666 HP ]

 

• 104 HP
  

  MAX 129 HP

• 185 EN
  

  MAX 195 EN

• 11 STK
  

  Dissonance

Location: Zone D → H

Moving from ZD to ZH
-10 EN for attacking
-20 HP from om nom noms
+20 frostfire buff
+30 energy
+∞ letting everyone down

A hero stepped out of a portal from the flaming wastes of the fire lands, followed by her loyal party of insignificant heroes. THIS is what it meant to be the hero! The one that would defeat the ancient enemy, and be loved and adored by everyone forever!
Yes, with her amazing powers there was surely NOTHING that could go wrong for Saya the Significant! The only significant person here, actually! Sadly she no longer had her sword, but that was okay, because that obstinate fucker had cut her up pretty badly earlier. He clearly got it from the blacksmith's side of the family.

Looking about at the carnage of the battle, she stepped forward, ready to fight Titanius once more. Flames still licked at her hair and clothes, some from the fire lands, and some from Astor's light show.

"Out of legend itself steps forward the hero, who is destined to slay this mighty foe. Everyone watches in awe as she summons up her special powers, defying foe and fate as she martials every ounce of strength for one grand blow! As fire and ice surround her they empower her like the especially hot snowflake she is, unmatched, unrivaled, and utterly adored! Raising her hand, her hair blows in the wind as it blows, and she hesitates a moment, wondering if she has the strength to battle this demon. Everyone is relying on her! It is too much pressure! How can she alone, by herself, with nobody's help or contribution, face such a thing! But no! She must, everyone is relying on her to save their helpless hides, for she is the HERO of the world and the protagonist of her own life! Saya Snowflake, of the Snowflake Demon Wolf Clan on Dragon Fist Fire Storm Mountain! Remember her name and shout it with cheer, and never! Forget! This! MOMENT!"
Hands glowing, Rat hurled magic out into the fight, trying to burn away at Titanius's body with her white magic. Of course, it was dark as hell and she couldn't see a damn thing... Not until white light and frost fire rained down over everything, illuminating her giant fuck up. She watched, at first in horror, and then in awe, and then in wondrous joy, at the results of her antics.
"I have never... NEVER been more happy of anything in my life! This has made it all worth it!"

Attack on Chances of Winning
1 + 60 +20 = 81
Tracker / Roll
Target: 3430 / 16666 HP

 

• 11 HP
  

  MAX 100 HP

• 85 EN
  

  MAX 100 EN

• 20 STK
  

  Dissonance

+30 EN.
-Starts in ZD.
-30 Reflective Damage.
-10 damage for taking an action (Careful Attack).
+20 Frostfire Fury (damage supplement) from Astor Balthas.

They were feeling it.

No, they were feeling it.

In every sense of the words the people that had gathered here, by accident or no, were feeling every bit of pain and suffering from fighting this boss. In a game. Rellan shook her head and coughed, just now noticing that for the past couple of minutes she’d been coughing more than a normal person probably should have. But they were in a game, so that couldn’t be the case right?

Right?

From the cackling witch, whose sanity seemed suspect from the start much less nowm to the careful gasps of the melee fighters who were getting their second, third and possibly fourth winds to keep the squishy healers doing their thing. Real life or no Rellan had hardly felt a connection like this to…well, anyone. That should have been a red flag, but the tentacles on her skin felt like a huge zit that wouldn’t go away and she just wanted this to end. And then things went to hell.

AGAIN.

How could it get any worse? Imagine fighting Freddy Kruger with your hands tied behind your back, only to find out that Jason Voorhees also had a raging hard-on for you and was right outside your bedroom door, just as Michael Myers crashed in through the bay window.

And then it went pitch black.

She tried super hard not to panic, and all that trying was leading up to another bout of punching for somebody…cause she couldn’t see. The martial artist closed her eyes and waited, counting to ten before opening them. She still couldn’t see well but it was better than before. Barely an outline of the Final Boss could be discerned, but that was all she needed. With a bellowing cry born of fear, desperation and a very real need to end this all, Rellan went in for the attack with as much ferocity that she could muster. Which was quite a bit, considering.

Pick up your weapon and fight if you want to live!!!

Hm.

Careful Attack on Titanius
29 + 20 (Frostfire Fury) = 49
Tracker
Roll
Target: 3,381 / 16,666 HP​

 

• 20 HP
  

  MAX 128 HP

• 45 EN
  

  MAX 100 EN

• 11 STK
  

  Dissonance

Location: Zone D

-10 EN Rift one turn fail
+30 EN from D'va
-20 HP from salty tentacle
-15 EN from attacc with supplement

After finishing up on Hylands, the portal opened back and took Corvella right into Titanius fight where she had left off, but this time Titanius is very angry. She had not much power left, but the same can be applied to the others and Titanius itself. Astor and D'vangeline have also put everything they got with the buffs, meaning this, right here and now is the last stand. The moment of life and death. Corvella didn't know why she decided to step back into the portal when she knew she could die and be locked in the game.

The voice inside her head gave answer to that question. She is here to protect everyone.

The place is certainly dark, but she had accustomed by the darkness quickly after she arrived back. There's no time to try and find the gaze in the darkness, so the blonde decided to attack the tentacles all over the inside of Titanius' body with her shield. Upon reaching lower HP, Corvella gained massive boost of strength and agility, allowing her to move unhindered while bashing and cutting through the tentacles with her winged shield. Along with the music to the ears that is The Grand Witch's Canticle, Corvella and the rest of the adventurers launched their last attack to Titanius to end its grip on the world.

"Witch Ops, let's go!"

Attacc Zuccy Titanius with Supplement
83 + 45 + 15 + 20 = 163
Tracker / Roll
Titanius: 3,218 / 16,666 HP

 

• 49 HP
  

  MAX 124 HP

• 26 EN
  

  MAX 116 EN

• 12 STK
  

  Dissonance

Location: Zone D

+30EN Brotherhood support | -15EN critical attack | -5EN Damage supplementation
-20HP Titanius cycle

_____Seeing the target or not, Nyx just wanted to hit something at this point as she pulled her scythe back and started swinging at the darkness before her. Her laughter growing louder as she was randomly swinging her weapon with rather strong amounts of force to cause her to wobble or stagger forward.

_____A grin with blood covering her teeth as she enjoyed the discord, the chaos, the pain all along her body as the acid still stung and slowly chewed away at her. So much fun it was, the fighting and near death of it all! Nyx wanted more! She wanted to make others feel it just as much, the sickening laughter seeping deeper into the darkness away from the group as Nyx left nothing close to her un-touched.

Critical attack on Gaze
57(Roll)+15 (Weapon) +9 (DS) + 20 (Frost-fire)= 101
Tracker / Roll
Target: 3117/ 16666HP

 

• 62 HP
  

  MAX 100 HP

• 50 EN
  

  MAX 100 EN

• 18 STK
  

  Dissonance

Location: Zone D

+30 EN from Energy Potion
-10 HP due to Hentai monster powers
-10 EN from Attack

Raid and @Portia Ahrens Made their way to the now allied Bosses they had taken down. The pair of now allies began to cast spells on the remaining players and they soon found themselves with more power than before. Raid could feel the energy from the Pyromancer now fueling his own spells granting them much greater potency. Raid looked to Portia, She seemed to also be benefiting from the buffs looking stronger and more radiant than before.

You seem proficient in combat... Much more than I... What do you say I soften Titanius up for you and we combine our efforts?

Raid began to focus, he closed his eyes willed the magic within to manifest as he desired. Raid began to see runes appear in his mind and immediately traced them in the air. When he was finished he opened his eyes again and could see the glowing purple runes slowly floating in a circle before him. He held his hand out and the magic shrunk into his hand. Looking at it he could see the Boss Pyromancer's magic merging with his dark curse.

This should do it.

He look to Portia, who seemed to be prepared to make her attack after him.

]Alright, I'm going to curse him in several spots, target those and we'll deal him extra damage.[/COLOR]

Raid hoped this would work, honestly at his level the extra damage would only add up to a regular attack from a more experienced player... but it was better than nothing. With a nod to Portia, Raid turned toward the Expanse of darkness and then began to place the curse mark around the area. The small rune circle flew from his hand and landed on tentacles, eyes, the ground itself, anything he could hit with it. As each rune landed they expanded and then darkened with the sparking fire and dark magic. All that was left now was for Portia to activate them fully with her next attack.

Your turn!

Raid stepped back and waited to see what their combined efforts would yield.

Friendship Attack on Titanius
56+ 20 = 76
Tracker / Roll
Titanius: 3041 / 16666 HP

 

• 50 HP
  

  MAX 100 HP

• 40 EN
  

  MAX 100 EN

• 13 STK
  

  Dissonance

Location: Zone D

- Start in Zone D
+30 EN
-10 EN for normal attack
-20 HP from attack

Out of the frying pan and (back) into the fire.

Exhaustion weighed down tense, strained limbs. Muscles screamed in protest with minuscule movement. There was no time for respite. What could only be assumed as the climax of the battle had been achieved within the time spent inside the rift.

Only a second was given to adjust to her new position when a hungry darkness consumed her senses. Her previously overloaded sensory stimulation was now deprived. Anxiety gripped at her chest as the thick gloom tightly wrapped around her.

The queen and king managed to pull Shangri La away from her racing thoughts. Along with words of encouragement she could feel their power. The anchor began to lift from her chest: she felt like once more.

Empowered and emboldened, electricity crackled around Shangri La. Her lack of quality sight didn't matter much in this situation. Her target was enormous and not easily missed.

Careful Attack on Titanius
8 + 20 = 28
Tracker / Roll
Target: 3013 / 16666 HP