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...this had gone on long enough.
In one of the deepest, darkest caverns of the net, a shadow among shadows moves silently. Horrid, corrupting darkness writhes before it, and even the blackest of powers bends to its very whim. Within the void of evil is none other than the Original Navi, Forte. He moves in silence, making his way through the deepest parts of this forbidden land, one of the most disconnected and disjointed parts areas to ever exist. Reaching the very end, he glances around the area for a moment before raising a hand from his cloak, a hand engulfed in the black flame of pure darkness.
And in response to the black flame of pure darkness, another purple flame of pure darkness rose up. It climbed upward, several more flames forming to coalesce around the initial marker, below the one that started in the air that steadily became more red in hue. And from the depths of those flames a form started extending out. A blue essence stretched out, connecting across the flames as one beneath grew larger. They fanned out, amassing to create the very being that Forte had called to rise at his demand. The being of darkness that threatened all of humanity as the legendary program of darkness.
"...It has been some time since I've risen. And some time since we've met face to face, Forte."
Forte scowls as the voice rises from the blue flame of concentrated evil. He lowers his hand and hovers closer to Dr. Regal's ultimate creation, ignoring the titanic manifestation of the dark heaart of man and speaking directly to the central core, the program of evil itself.
Forte: Your power, your essence of pure evil has served me well in the past, just as I've served your own greater purpose. And now I have need of your power again...
Forte reaches out his hand to the core of Nebula Greay in silence as the flame of evil erupts into a solid black, cascading pulse of intense darkness. The power then dies down, leaving Nebula Grey intact.
Forte: Your time will return soon; those fools are seeing to that with their plans.
Forte then turns his back to Nebula Grey and looks to the black sky above, his scowl darkening once again as his entire body becomes bathed in a pure black aura, one far darker than before.
Forte: Now go; it's time that I speak with another.
Releasing Nebula Grey from this meeting, Forte raises a hand again, this time summoning a darkness of absolute profound evil, a power so vast that its very presence spreads fear like flames to dead wood.
Forte: ...and now, reveal yourself, Lord of Chaos.
Forte's hand reached to the core of concentrated evil, leaving Regal's dark work intact. And as commanded, the program of ultimate darkness departed from the calling. And while it stood as a testament of its own, it paled in comparison to what was called to take its stead.
[smear:feb300]The terror that came with it, the evil that it entailed, and the power that it possessed. Almost as if the black sky became thicker. And then in the silence, the presence arrived a different pressure to Forte himself, but a devastating contrast that would etch the essence of despair into all those lesser. A sight all too familiar to the Original Navi. And so Forte appeared in a flash, hovering level with the unrivaled himself.
Those who had encountered it in the past did not understand. And the one who left with the message that day had terror etched into him that had never left. And the search that it had begun then was at its end. The one that had gone unmentioned.
Forte scowls once again as the Lord of Chaos takes on his appearance. A swell of anger rises from the original Navi, but even he had to respect the sheer power of the Lord of Chaos, arguable the single most evil and dark-hearted single being on the net. The malevolence brought with it its own breed of power, yet Forte did not back down, instead reaching his hand out in the direction of the Lord of Chaos as he speaks.
Forte: Long ago I gave you my power, allowed you to use my visage to serve your own power and goals...
Forte's eyes darken, his blood red iris narrowing as he looks on to this composite being of absolute terror.
Forte: ..and I have come to claim payment for what I'm owed; you will now join me to destroy order as it seeks to impose itself.
[smear:feb300]The Lord of Chaos didn't flinch before the scowl or anger of the first Navi. Both sides understood all too well their standing. And as the force of malevolence made demands of others without question, it did no such thing with Forte. For long ago he stood before the being of absolute terror in a way no other had. Just as he did this day. And the blood red irises darkened as well, almost in tandem with Forte's own when all was said.[/smear:fc1717]
[smear:feb300]Ages had passed, but now it was done. Fitting for this form of chaos incarnate to be used to smash apart order itself. And so it reached out its hand in turn to meet with Forte's own. And in these deep, dark depths, was the unspeakable called upon and the call received. That payment was done. And for the time of judgment that had been mentioned of to encroach ever closer upon them all... [/smear:fc1717]
Forte's eyes narrow again and his outstretched hand stands rigid at the acceptance of the Lord of Chaos. He had expected more resistance at this point, but this was one of the wisest beings on the net; it knew the situation, and it knew that this would be the only way to continue to spread its influence in the time to come. It also knew that Forte's respect would ensure its freedom again some day.
Forte's eyes flash and the dark force around his hand mounts, signifying the activation of his Get Ability program. The Lord of Chaos breaks into bits of data, forming ribbons of code that rise up and encircle Forte for a moment before at last filtering back to his palm to be absorbed. The process takes a mere moment and leaves no trace of the Lord of Chaos. Those looking on wouldn't even realize the change in Forte's power at this stage, as he seems entirely unchanged. However, Forte knows, and he knows just what this power can do.
Grabbing his cloak from the inside and thrusting it to the side, Forte disappears. The Nebula Network returns to its absolute darkness in peace.