The Solution

[Chikt]

So many mistakes in the span of just a couple of days. Dio had tried hard to work out how to deal with them, but everybody either hated him, was upset with him, or was hurting as a direct cause of his doing. He couldn't stand it. He didn't know how else to help them.

His elementals were bickering. The balance in his heart that he once had was thrown off. He could faintly hear Ahua telling him not to do anything stupid. The voices faded. His totems dimmed. Eventually all was silent as he hovered on his Wyvern above Shattrath, looking over the city.

He never thought it would ever come to this. But he knew now the only solitude, the only peace he could ever get would be with the spirits of his ancestors.

And what more fitting a way to die than by the elements he had spent his life cooperating with?

Looking down off his wyvern. He'd stripped Kynasra of his armor. The wyvern would fly back safely to the stable and be given to another person. It had no more time with him. Gently patting Kynasra on the head, he slipped his legs off one side of the large beasts body. And let go.

He closed his eyes as the wind rushed past his face. Everything was silent in his mind.

A splash and a crack.

No more pain.

At least, now, others would have time to heal. The ones who he'd hurt so much would recover and move on. And he would do what he should have always done.

Stand and watch.

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[Kimiji]

((....serious crying))

[Jeedup]

((GAH!))

[Tillna]

((*Watches a dog walk by and tug in the Carcass. Giggles* You ever think about what will happen to the body leaving it there?

[Nymare]

((Ohno! They never got a chance to talk the other night =( so sad))

[Redcap]

((I wondered why you didn't post in the other thread where I was asking you a question, it appears that you died. Give me a wave with your new guy someday.

RIP Dio))

[Hellista]

((I would have devoured your soul last night if not for Jeedup. Silly troll! :P))

[Niethan]

(( !!! NO!))

[Vilmah]

((What.. the.. hell?!))

[Chikt]

((It still amazes me that everybody thinks he's going to stay dead...))

[Vilmah]

((Hey, we see a friend commit suicide.. what do you think we're gonna do? "Oh, don't worry. He'll be back. You wanna go out for ice cream?"

This is not Marvel Comics!!))

[Skafloc]

(( I never had a doubt. I figured this was some "spirit quest" thingy..))

[Chikt]

((Marvel Comics? This. Is. DIO!))

Mortals.

He thought he could spend the first moments of his new journey in peace, but it wasn't meant to be. He'd made the mistake of leaving his hearthstone on during the last few moments of his life. The trader Kimiji heard his death. Broke down. Told Jeedup. Who then told Lovely. And before he knew it, the place of his corpse was buzz with activity.

He didn't know exactly how many times Lovely had tried to bring him back. But every time those hands of life came gripping for his spirit, he shrugged them off. Returning to life was something that you had to desire. And he had no desire to return to the pain that he'd caused and the pain that he felt from causing it. This was the cowards way out, yes, but he finally felt like he didn't have to cry any longer.

But it was only just the start. Lovely called upon her ex-assistant-become-assistant to speak with him. He didn't think people could cause him pain even in death, but he was wrong. Hellista spoke to him, and he answered her questions. She threatened him with servitude, he stood steadfast. She bluffed with the death of his friends, he bluffed back. Meanwhile, Jeedup, who was patiently listening, became more and more aggrovated with the things Hellista spoke of.

They began to fight.

Attention taken off him to his relief, Diomades left the Aldor rise, wandering to the Throne of the Elements to meditate. But it disturbed him. The voices of Ahua, Petaga, Icutu and Tate were lost to his spirit, when he should have been at one with them in death. It started to concern him when he couldn't see the spirits of the dead like he could in life. It was like he was in limbo. Not here or there.

Meanwhile, his body was moved from the Aldor rise to the graveyard in Terokkar. He could sense where it was, so finding it once more was no problem. The bickering of Jeedup and Hellista was gone. Only the sound of the Twisting Nether coiling around him was left to lull him to sleep.

Something kept him bound to the mortal plane and detached from the spiritual one. And he could not return to his body to find out what. He was trapped. His new journey had suddenly become imprisonment.

[Jeedup]

((hes back but....


noooooo.


plus, I still have clumps of bloody hair on my gloves >.<))