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Oliver finally had his long-awaited rematch against Lilith, and it was not going well. No matter what, she seemed to always have the upper hand. His weapon, his training, none of it was helping.
"What's wrong, nephew? Feeling tired? How about I put you down for a nap?"
Oli was having a hard time just standing. He couldn't help but drop the remnants of his trident, now cracked and even having broken tines. In a strange way, he was impressed.
"It's been fun, but all growing boys need their sleep. Good night, nephew."
He could feel her charging up. He knew that Infernals could be strong, but the aura of evil he felt emanating from her was nothing like he dreamed.
At this moment, he felt something. His amulet fell from his body, and he watched as the nigh-indestructible artifact broke in two upon hitting the ground. Looking at the pieces, he remembered his father's words about it.
This is made from Infernal and Celestial materials. Not too different from you, yourself. Remember, no matter the origin, no matter what you are, who you are is always up to you.
Oli knew that he needed to take those words to heart now. It was time that he fully acknowledged what he was.
He was a Celestial. He was an Infernal.
Oli finally tapped into his very essence.
The power that suddenly flowed from his body was enough to give Lilith pause. Soon the little otter in front of her was infused by both writhing shadows and glaring light. After only a moment, both faded, but what she saw in front of her was not the otter she was expecting.
Now standing before her was a grand beast, easily towering over her. In his violet eyes, she could see the intense focus. For the first time since she was born, she felt fear. She was the target. She was the prey.
Oliver had finally Awoken.
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Used an older pic of Rick's as a reference for this. Worked rather well, surprisingly.
Had this on repeat as I was working on this.
"What's wrong, nephew? Feeling tired? How about I put you down for a nap?"
Oli was having a hard time just standing. He couldn't help but drop the remnants of his trident, now cracked and even having broken tines. In a strange way, he was impressed.
"It's been fun, but all growing boys need their sleep. Good night, nephew."
He could feel her charging up. He knew that Infernals could be strong, but the aura of evil he felt emanating from her was nothing like he dreamed.
At this moment, he felt something. His amulet fell from his body, and he watched as the nigh-indestructible artifact broke in two upon hitting the ground. Looking at the pieces, he remembered his father's words about it.
This is made from Infernal and Celestial materials. Not too different from you, yourself. Remember, no matter the origin, no matter what you are, who you are is always up to you.
Oli knew that he needed to take those words to heart now. It was time that he fully acknowledged what he was.
He was a Celestial. He was an Infernal.
Oli finally tapped into his very essence.
The power that suddenly flowed from his body was enough to give Lilith pause. Soon the little otter in front of her was infused by both writhing shadows and glaring light. After only a moment, both faded, but what she saw in front of her was not the otter she was expecting.
Now standing before her was a grand beast, easily towering over her. In his violet eyes, she could see the intense focus. For the first time since she was born, she felt fear. She was the target. She was the prey.
Oliver had finally Awoken.
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Used an older pic of Rick's as a reference for this. Worked rather well, surprisingly.
Had this on repeat as I was working on this.
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