The birth of Titus

[Drago]

The birth
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He spoke and so it happened, he wished and so it became true, he thought and came his ideas, a son, born from himself and though alone. Mikalo bore a son and this son was a near replica of his father. The long blonde hair and golden eyes, the body's build and all. Within moments he had grown fully to replicate his father's features, and as Mikalo looked upon his son, they spoke, briefly but infinitely Mikalo shared information with his son. Soon the two had come to an agreement, the son would be the prince and follow his father and the trinity's will. And with that agreement, Mikalo spoke to his son, "I will teach you everything." And with that pact, the two began their training and learning.

The sword
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Soon, the training had ended and the son, now dubbed Titus, had learned all his father wished to teach him to this point, was bestowed upon a blade by his father. Within this blade were stored the essences of the horsemen. The choice to entrust such a thing to his son was made by Mikalo, as he no longer needed the power of them within his own blade. So, from this point, the prince wielded a nodachi holding in it 7 gems in total. Four within the blade containing the horsemen, and three on the hilt to represent the holy Trinity. With the use of this blade, the angelic prince began to train with his brothers and sisters of heaven, soon rising to match nearly his father, but of course this would be only due to the fact that he was a part of the king himself, thus swordplay skills were natural, as they were for his father. Soon, he became a master of this weapon, and with the sword he planned to rid the world of what was left of evil, all that still filled their faith with tainted hopes of anarchy and chaotic dreams.

The expulsion
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As the vessel of the prince made its way through the desert it soon came across an oasis town, the original destination of the prince. As the vessel entered the bazaar of the town, his golden oculars came to gaze across a large gathered crowd. Soon he sensed the presence of a dark force, and this dark force emitted from the center of the crowd. IT came without warning that the prince returned to his astral form from outside his vessel, moving invisibly towards the crowd, his voice shuddering slightly as it echoed into every ear of the crowd. "Fear not, for the lingering lies of the false prophet may tempt you, and from this temptation you will fall to hell. I will expel these false words and allow you to live free of his torment." Upon hearing this, the crowd began to part and speak among themselves, revealing in their wake a small, bony man.

It was obvious it had been long since he had stood free or had even eaten. But soon, without warning, the man began to lash out towards the angel, simply lashing at the air in the eyes of his fellow man. Without hesitation, the prince's vessel approached where he was now and allowed Titus to once more command his body. And from within this body palm soon gripped at the forehead of the chained being, forcing his head back against the large wooden totem he was chained to. Bright lights began to swirl around the pair in the form of ribbons and soon they coiled around the chained man's body and then began to pull away from his ,seeming to tear something from within his very soul.

"Come forth, demon, you are not welcome within this man. Come forth and face your fate, burn in my light, as your prophet did within my father's." The ribbons burst from the man's body, andwith a cry he fell to his knees, the chains no longer binding him to the post of wood. The vessel then moved his head to the bound demon, held to the stone, sandy floor beneath him, held in place by the very ribbons that had forced him away. He took no more than two steps and was beside the creature of hell, his flesh heated by his hatred, built up against all angelic, horns sprouting from his head on either side, curling around in the style of a ram, his stomach large and full. Yet, without hesitation the prince brought his palm to slam down against the demon's forehead, forcing his skull to shatter the stone beneath him as a prayer fell from his lips, silently as lightly burst from his palm and began to make its way down the beings body, shattering it with holy light, leaving it to burn up into nothingness, not to be reborn in hell, or even reform ever again, it was gone, and the ashes left in its wake soon left the world as well, disappearing from all planes of existence.

It was minutes, even hours before the crowd dispersed at last, and it was not even that long before the prince had left his vessel and made his way to heaven, for the first time in many, many years. This day marked the end of his hunt, the end of those who still followed the morning star's words. Though demons were still going to form, and still going to posses those who fall tempted to their lies, he had destroyed the works of Lucifer, and his word no longer was the fuel for many demons. And, as a result of his longing for home and his exhaustion from over the years, Titus stood at the gates of heaven, and as his father did long ago after his battle with the false prophet, fell into a newly formed coffin that had simply appeared. And once he entered the box, it dissappeared once more, allowing Titus to slumber in peace, leaving him to gather his strength for what may be to come, or what challenge may lay before him next.

The punishment
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Many years pasted before Titus' wake, but as he did, he rose to a rage, his mind filled with horrors of what he'd seen within his travels. It was in this rage that he had come to punish an innocent human with death, and so Mikalo was forced to take up actions against his own son. Relinquishing Titus of his angelic powers he sent his son to walk upon the earth as the humans do for many years.

Day upon day Titus lived as man, ate as man, slept and rose as man. He trained as man, worked as man did, and loved as man did. In the timed that he walked the earth, Titus took a wife. Though she never bore him a child, as he was unable to do such things, he protected her as his own. But, alas, as Titus was not man, only living as such, he far outlived his beloved and she fell ill, soon before her death.

As the prince Lived as man, he began to learn as man did, training himself in the ways of the ancient samurai. He soon became very skilled in the arts, having already inherited the great skills of swordplay from his father. In there times of training and mastery,he dawned the garb and all he needed to fully train himself to the full extent of his ability.