What came after the King
So, I know there is a ton of summoning the ghost king and usually it ends up with Danny/Phantom coming up when usually it was expected Pariah Dark would show up. They expect this big bad dude, the Tyrant King but get the bag of sass and puns that we have deemed Danny to be since Ghost King Danny is a really fun thing.
But what if Pariah is indeed still the ghost king. What if that time when he was locked back into the sarcophagus didn’t qualify Danny to be the new Ghost King, so Pariah was still it. Just asleep like before. (many ways to make it so since ya know *imagination*) But overall, Ghost King is still Pariah Dark...and he can still be summoned.
That would serve for some pretty interesting scenarios. For the cults guys and ofc for the heroes who might be in a situation where their last resort is summoning the Ghost King. Most situations would probably end in world domination and destruction seeing as Pariah Dark isn’t such a nice dude.
So imagine, there we have Pariah Dark unleashed on the mortal realm summoned from the sarcophagus by cultists and making up for the time he has been locked away by causing destruction and poor heroes who are trying to figure out what the hell to do.
But then from the portal where Pariah Dark had been bringing in his undead army, something else came out. Something powerful that everyone can sense and they feared what else the Ghost King called to his side in his reign of terror.
A clawed hand connected to too-long arms. A body made of a black void. Eyes glowing a bright white with a green sheen. It crawled its way out of the swirling green portal and the temperature dropped. An unsettling chill deep in their bones grew along with a pressure that made their body feel heavy before too light. More and more of the body appeared and it was too big. It hurts to look at, to try to make sense of what they were looking at. A hero or two could have sworn that it was absorbing light, like a living black hole. It’s become too silent and some second guess whether they were even alive because they can’t hear the pounding of their hearts in their heads anymore from before.
Everyone in its presence was untethered, feeling like they are floating in a cold nothingness.
It’s a sudden change that left them catching their breath they were not even sure they were getting.
Then they watched as this creature looked at Pariah Dark, its eyes shifted in color and became brighter. Its body writhed where it was. Its claws grew longer and dug into the ground below. There’s suddenly a ringing in their ears and some notice that the creature had opened its mouth that they hadn’t been able to see before and don’t want to look at.
It’s angry, so very angry.
When it looked at them, they knew they couldn’t stop it. They could do nothing against the creature. Their death was inescapable. Deep inside of them, they knew.
But the eyes softened when it looked at them. The chill abated, becoming more gentle instead of harsh and biting. They could feel where their feet were against the ground again. They could hear the reassuring sound of the breaths they took and the beating of their hearts. They were no longer floating in an unforgiving void.
There was no question that the creature was angry but it was not directed at them. There was no malice in its gaze. A soothing croon echoed out from the creature, caressing them and lessening the pain in their bodies and panic in their minds.
A few of them noticed that they had been moved, further away from the destruction and other threats.
Seemingly, with one last glance, the creature looked back at Pariah Dark. It’s fury so clear but none of it touched them. They were still protected. And when the creature headed toward Pariah Dark’s Army, when it obliterated his forces with ease and finally met Pariah Dark with claws, an open maw, and a wail that shook the ground, they felt none of it.
The creature’s fight with the Ghost King did not touch anyone. It did not add to the destruction that had already surrounded them.
As Pariah Dark fought back and attempted to escape the clutches of the creature as it dragged him toward the portal, he was unable to. Despite every hit, scream, and curse the creature never faltered and all they heard was the scream of a King cut off as he was pulled through swirling green.
Leaving the heroes a mess to clean up and a lot fewer casualties/injuries than expected. But afterward, there is a mad rush to get rid of the ways to summon the Ghost King. To not have anything like it happen again. To never even consider summoning the Ghost King because no good would come out of it.
They did not want there to be any chance of the Ghost King coming back.
But it was not only because of the Ghost King himself, no.
But also for what came after the King.
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But yeah! overall, it would be cool to see more fic/drabble/ etc of how it would be if Pariah Dark was summoned but as a result Danny/Phantom came after him, in any of his forms tho. this drabble here was if Danny came after in a more elritch form.
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The thing I like most about Leo is how he is a scarily powerful magic user not even counting the power of his reaper shroud. He is capable of so many things and yet he is such a gentle, kind, and patient soul. He restrains himself iin anger and he continously chooses a more difficult path than giving into violence because he has such a strong moral code and follows his beliefs above all else. A lot of characters tend to underestimate him /bc/ of what they see at face value.
I actually see Leo as someone who is capable of becoming an antagonist if hes pushed way too far into one direction, more than any other of my morally good ocs, and it would be one out of grief than anything else. But anyway! Thats offtopic from what this was originally about!
Leo tends to get underestimated and has been his entire life bc of how he acts and what he believes in but hes like a volcano where theres so much Lava thats just dormant and its very much capable of being destructive but nobody can see this but when there are hints if it its a pretty scary reminder. Ugh. Thinking about when he kicked his legionnaire's ass so hard and as he was begging for mercy Leo told him "I hope, for your own sake, the next warband you come across grants you the mercy you punished me for." Ect ect do not confuse my kindness for naivety and my patience for inperturbability .
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