A demon awakening again, enduring her agony. Her shaky state, walking along her dark road. Finding herself in between the living and the dead, her presence in a pleasant area.
The grassy field stretching far, reflecting her fond memories. A single tree standing tall, Lævateinn far in the background, its gigantic form.
The young woman before her mother, reflecting the goddess. Shortly passing the entity, the maiden in front of the tree.
Her faint smile, soon sitting down, facing the woman. Bracing back against the object, searching for the light in the abyss.
"See you soon, Cyra." Her bright grin.
"Likewise, mother..."
Closing her eyes, feeling the wind blowing harder. A demon rising once more, walking in the darkness.
Chains shackling her, desiring to spread her wings. Keeping her eye on her direction, refusing to remain silent.
Steadily growing more sleepy, the warm light washing over her. Many questions at her depths, yet the will to oppose burning within her, a heart seeking after its desires.
There are many trials you will face, none may hear your screaming heart, but that is fine. After all, you shall continue on even in the deepest of abyss. No matter how many times you sleep, you will awaken stronger than before. Keep moving forward, maybe one day those emotions can become a reality once again.
Eternally hanging despair, these terribly gripping feelings. Flowery petals passing in an illusionary flowery field, the maiden standing against Ardin.
Her hateful eyes on the demon, pain branding on her for many years. Her concentrating malice, the person stepping away.
A figure growing from within, nine black wings stretching from the blades of wind. His shaking eyes, seeing a scythe piercing through it.
The subsiding darkness, that maiden's gigantic reaper form. The armor of a death angel, those blood red eyes glaring down at the man.
No matter the morrow ahead, your sorrow forever crying out. Maybe you will not be heard for a very long time, but keep reaching out. Even if it is but a somber morrow, keep shouting, keep resisting...
Two in those flowery fields again, a place of eternal torment. The Bringer of Demise against her old friend, these powerfully flowing emotions.
One eternally walking in an endless abyss, the other forever following. His desire to reach her, wanting to bring her back home, to fulfill her deepest wish.
Their clashing souls, both crying out. The deity collapsing, his weak body on the ground. Trying to muster his strength, this bleak situation.
Two from different worlds, these never dying sentiments. Shakily looking at her, his screaming heart.
"Perhaps in another life, old friend..."
Watching her walk further away, a night eternally gripping at him. Feeling the wind blowing harder, reaching out to her. Two in the abyss, one moving away, heading towards her end.
A crimson ribbon blowing in the breeze, landing on his knuckle. His vision on it, grief extending from him. Gathering his last bit of strength, tightly grabbing hold of it.
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You will have to make many dreadful decisions, maybe even more difficult than the last. Even so, so long as you keep resisting, then certainly one day, your dreams can become a reality...
Endlessly ascending to new heights, a demon making her way into the realm of the gods. Her presence before the All-Father, someone taking her back to her home long ago, these many emotions inside of her.
A realm above the heavens, a palace in ruin. Two at the top, opposing one another. The young woman carrying the hopes and dreams of others, refusing to remain in silence.
Surviving his deadly attack, crimson liquid streaming down her body, her harshly burning blood red darkness. Piercing through the god, overwhelming him in a feverish frenzy.
The velvet moon high above, shining down its light in the dusk. Bearing the weight of her sins, enduring the damage on her psyche, this person continuously pushing forward.
"If you think this is hell—!" her powerfully sounding voice.
You will rise, far beyond you can ever imagine. You will pursue your desires, even if the worlds shall despise you. No matter, embrace your imperfections and selfish wishes. You will be eternally damned, but that is fine, keep moving towards your light. This is who you are, this is who I am...
Many passing years, an individual floating along an endless space. Someone in the depths of darkness, eventually rising again.
Tackling the Eternal Night, a devil shouting her soul, feverishly reaching for what is inside. Clashing with her other half, eventually mending their wounds.
The young woman shortly finding herself against countless in a battlefield, innumerable supporting her. A heart reaching many, wrapping them in her warmth.
Showing them a way out, these allies giving back, pulling her out of her sorrow. Defending her against this threat, refusing their opponents will, crushing their foes.
"These are my desires...but not only mine, these are our wishes. Leave at once, and never show yourselves to us again." Aiming her claw forward, glaring at her enemies.
One binding together many hearts, an individual's efforts from old times. Her low trust in others for years, tackling her innumerable challenges.
Never realizing her hand, someone giving hope onto countless, carrying their will. These many all in one place, choosing to protect her. Everyone watching the fleeing enemies, their loud happy voices.
In the end...you are never alone, I am never alone. It might take a long time, but one day you will achieve your desires. You may forever be the enemy, but that is fine. After all, we will keep believing there is light in the deepest of darkness...
Two old friends before the other in a grassy field underneath the bleeding moon, a single tall tree in this precious place. A deity meeting a devil, facing her with the resolve of a demon.
A True Devil's battle between them, both feverishly clashing against one another. A god waiting years, keeping his eye on the end.
His attention on the solution, going against her with everything within him. A battle at its finish, Valor on his knee looking to her, his katana on the ground at his side.
Her back facing him, Lævateinn sticking into the land next to her. Her old friend diving into the darkness, refusing to let go, finally breaking through to her heart.
"This is a new beginning for us...one that I am willing to try." Facing him, her hands behind her back.
Two at a conclusion, deciding on their way towards tomorrow. The young woman brightly smiling, extending her hand to him. His vision on her, seeing a similar gesture from old.
A person showing herself once more, revealing her shining light. Extending his arm, taking hold of her offer. Shortly rising to his feet, keeping his light grip on her.
"Right...and I should have said this a long time ago..." His eyes on her own.
His words to her, assuring the fears at her depths. An individual choosing to form a Demon Contract with her, breaking out of his shell.
Their presence beneath the blood moon, the crimson light shining down on them. Two companions strong bond, their decision to go further this time. Nearing the other, finally connecting those sentiments within the dusk.
Even through the harshest despair, you will persevere. No matter of your pain, those many agonizing emotions, you will continue to rise. It might be an uncertain future, but your efforts will lead to endless possibilities. And as such, keep shouting your soul, and certainly others will hear...
Story of
Cyra Von Erit—> Eternal Heart
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