Suspecting this weird actuality, memories flowing back to the demon. Her shaky state, gripping the side of her head. Living in a blissful reality with two meaningful kids, her companion along with her. Shortly spotting the two children by the shore, their movements in place. The boy chasing the girl, their bright faces.
Their unresponsive state, both remaining still. Shifting her vision to the sky, seeing enormous malice in the clouds. Seriously looking at it, witnessing light piercing through. Ultima descending, his shining scales. Those large horns, his long tail. A humanoid form, his massive figure. This familiar enemy, the young woman remembering him.
"Ultima, or should I call you the treacherous swine?" running her hand through her hair.
Her eyes engraving into him, her striking words, shaking his core. His boiling fury, not accepting his fate. That young woman continuing onward, wanting what is within, yearning for her deepest desire.
Her displeasure for the battlefield, growing stronger over the years, her great despair. Clashing against others, opposing their reason. That being looking down at her, an ant to his mighty power. A devil continuously forcing forward, his increasing anger.
"Cyra...it's good to see you hm hm. Ah, how long I have waited to get my revenge against you."
Forever branding images, a devil residing above innumerable. One born underneath the crimson light, an existing cursing for years. Carrying two inside of her, reflecting her parents. The heart of her mother, the resolve from her father. These conflicting qualities, both driving her forward.
Someone once loving the worlds, blackness engulfing her, her never ending torment. This foe seeking revenge against her, a mistake from the past. Sparing his life, crushing his morale. Two meeting in a high plane, their powerful resolves.
"Revenge you say? If you wish for another lesson, then I am more than happy to volunteer." Folding her arms.
"Still annoyingly arrogant as ever I see." Glaring at her.
Clashing desires, conflict throughout time. Souls dancing in this wind, forever scarring memories, hatred fueling the way. Damnation on them both, enduring the worst. Two refusing to remain in silence, wishing for what is within. Their deep sentiments, their feverish emotions.
Immense pressure crushing down on the maiden, her heart refusing to relent. Malice and divinity secreting from the deity, this unnerving situation, that young woman racing down her dark path. Searching for an answer, reaching for the tiniest chance.
"Reed, this is your last warning. Put aside your hatred, and walk away. Whatever happens after this point cannot be taken back." Her sharp vision.
Conflict from old, an entity from the land rising to heights far above her own. Yearning for what is inside, pushing onward in a lonely abyss. Two conflicting qualities in her, proceeding as herself. Nearing her goal, unable to achieve it. Envying others, her ill sentiments.
A companion diving to the depths, screaming out to her. Troubling wind, that grassy field, a single tall tree in it. A promise from old, Valor beneath it, his vision on the demon sword. Its crying voice, a difference this time, concerning with the devil.
"Lævateinn...is it Cyra? Is she fighting...?" stepping forward.
The coldly blowing breeze, his vision to the sky. Dark clouds setting in, his quickly beating chest. A companion possibly returning, this almost non existent chance. Days from the past, an entity going far. Racing in blackness, her lonely path. Not trusting others, a bond between two.
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Its shaky state, both yearning for the same. Desiring for their blissful old days, those feverishly igniting feelings. Their separation long ago, a great wrong by the god. Someone trying to right it, his failure to do so.
"Cyra...are you finally...?" hope from him.
The ominous air, that crying weapon. Thinking on this situation, his old friend's possible awakening. His uncertainty on it, these unsettling emotions. Wishing for it, hearing the sounding weapon. An almost impossible chance, witnessing it.
Those shadowy arms pulling them apart, that slamming gate. Birds soaring high, fear in them. In a distant realm, within the endless void, a place without time. Two at the depths, that young woman floating in place. Her slowly opening eyes, her blurry vision. Focusing it, Ultima in front of her, his groggy state.
"Why am I awake...?" gripping the side of her head.
An old battle, her final miracle. Activating key points, her wish within. Giving up her desires, choosing to seal herself away with a beast. Her companion diving far, trying to reach her. Their parting words, her appreciation for him.
Those forever branding emotions, eternally stringing along. Her attention around her, witnessing a white energy. A powerful spell binding her, her wide eyes. Attempting to resist it, its harsh pull crushing her body.
"Gyah...!!"
Her long rest, this sudden attack. Pentagrams surrounding her, a brightly shining force. Not wanting to play along, her fading body, vanishing into a light. A heart once more in actuality, finding herself in the palace of the gods far above.
A person on her knee, magic shackling her. Deities around her, Odin in front of her. Recently awakening, unable to oppose him. Strength not with her, a perfect opportunity, this important demon before him.
"Why did you awaken me...?" glaring at him.
Those once joining in arms, clashing against a grand beast. Relying on her, a great burden on her. Her desires on the line, carrying the hopes and dreams of others. Nearly achieving her goal, falling short of it. Her immense despair, wanting to rest. Envying others, hatred filling her heart.
Accept it, descending to her knees. Drowning in blackness, shadowy arms approaching her. Gods not respecting her decision, dragging her back into this misery. Freya slightly looking away, an idea to her mind, maintaining her ground for now.
"We have use for you, but not your memories." Odin calmly holding his hands behind his back.
A deity never stopping, tearing apart her family, damning many others. Instilling this anger in her, everything connecting to him. Yearning to extinguish his life, having to work together. Her currently weak state, unease from her.
That approaching entity, shortly standing before her. Silence from the others, the maiden not able to move. Grabbing her head, discharging electricity. This immense assault, her agonizing screams. Freya's sharp disapproval, needing to remain in place.
"Rise again, not as a devil, but an angel to be used as a weapon by the gods!" Odin commanding.
Her long slumbers, her fading power. Living in a dream, questioning what is within it. Those unsettling feelings, finding herself in this reality again. A god attacking her, trying to take her memories. Resisting his influence, sinking further into the abyss. Blackness engulfing her, those shadowy arms inside.
Her vision on them, her quivering heart. Everything slipping out of her hands, desperately trying to hold on. Slowly ripping away what is precious, that devil struggling against his influence. Her efforts for naught, the maiden descending into darkness.
"Your name no longer will be known, and you will revert to the illusion of Maria!" Odin's powerful voice.
"AAAAAAAHHH!!!" Cyra screaming out.
Shadowy hands reaching out, binding her. Pulling her within it, her disappearing memories. Swarming it around Ultima, binding him in a seal, sending him back to his slumber. A similar restraint in place for her, these unsettling sentiments. The young woman collapsing on the floor, her slowly fading vision.
Falling further into this endless blackness, desperately holding onto a single one of importance. Little with her, those stripping it away. Freya stomaching the occurrence, connecting a line. A way to right this wrong, having a debt to repay to her.
"Hmph, get her to the Training Base at once." Odin calmly turning, gripping his hands behind his back.
"Very well then, Lord Odin." Ares bowing.
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