Eternally branding sorrow, a heart forever seeking out one. Their never dying determination, carrying their dread in a realm of misery and war.
Feeling the gently blowing breeze in the warm sun, a town filling with life, its dusty surroundings. Many lively people about, birds soaring along.
Small animals running across the streets, sections attracting others. A person stepping into the shopping district, her long flowing crimson hair tying at the base, her cold vision reflecting the sky.
A black coat extending down, her jeans stretching along her legs, a simple shirt on her. Distantly gazing at her phone, her mind on a message a few months back. Pain gripping at her, the young woman yearning to bring someone back to her.
"Dillon, hold on..."
Her age of seventeen, someone enduring a heavy burden. Searching for one from the past, finding herself in Inai. Scars beneath the surface, withstanding her harsh sentiments. The maiden pushing onward, refusing to remain in silence.
Her attention around her, shortly confronting others one by one, holding up a picture. None able to provide her with an answer, this grim situation to her. The person soon coming upon a shop, a man in his late thirties strictly looking at her.
"Hey girlie, should you not be in school?" folding his arms.
"No, now, I am searching for someone. Dillon Lux, my little brother went missing somewhere in this town." Her emotionless voice.
"Hmm...no, I have not. Must be hard, but at least you are a good older sibling." Lowering himself a bit.
"I see..." Some sadness from her.
Deep anguish within her, listening to the loud people everywhere. An individual walking in the darkness, her road without light. Shortly seeing someone ahead, that person to her heart. The maiden moving towards him, sounding her voice.
Reaching out to him, passing through the person. Her shaking eyes, soon facing behind. Her brother no longer there, the young woman gripping her upper arm, sadly looking below.
"You are not from around here, so I will tell you this. It ain't safe at night, I advise getting a room somewhere." Warning her.
"Not safe...? As in how?" the maiden's sharp vision to him.
"Disappearances, murder, a whole bunch of crackpots." The man's hand behind his head.
"Very well...I will make for some arrangements first." Her calm tone.
Calm people around her, these lively bunch going on with their day. Their strange behavior, the young woman watching them walk by. Shortly feeling eyes on her, a chill running down her spine. A girl with hazel hair passing by, soon vanishing. The maiden turning in the direction, confusingly holding the back of her head.
Later that day, the young woman making some arrangements for a temporary home. Standing in front of the door, her eyes on the large building. Positioning her arms in a thinking posture, her mind on the weird feeling from earlier.
Shortly shaking her head from left to right, entering into her home. An ashen carpet leading forward, some mirrors on the walls. Moving onward, her eyes to the living room. A table at the center, some couches around it.
The person eventually heading up, finding a room with two beds. Two dressers on opposite sides, and a window next to the bed on the further end. An unusual setup, someone only needing one set. The maiden setting her bag aside, soon sitting down on the bed by the window. A notebook in her hand, crossing out some failures.
"Where can you be, Dillon...?"
A sister venturing across the land, searching for one from her past. Her great fatigue, lying down on the bed. A silky blanket wrapping around her, steadily losing consciousness in its bliss.
Slipping into a deep slumber, floating in an endless darkness. A girl looking at the maiden in this space, her long hazel hair, her hands to her chest.
"You have finally come, after so many years...Ava..."
Someone waiting a long time, her eyes on the young woman. Shortly fading away, leaving behind a mesmerizing light. Some time going by, horrid memories to Ava. The flinching maiden, tightly gripping her beddings.
Instantly springing awake in the darkness, her heavy breathing. A horrible scent to her notice, soon reaching over to the desk at her side. Pulling the string, shining light into the ruinous room. Her shaking eyes, slowly turning her head.
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Gazing out the window, the many old buildings. Holes in some, trees sprouting from others. Rubble everywhere, a place seeming without inhabitants, strange creatures moving along the ground.
"What...is going on in this place...?" the maiden stepping out of her bed.
Her eyes on her surrounding, dust all around her. Her beddings in a less desirable sight, these unsettling feelings within her. Shortly walking into the hallway, seeing the holes in the tiles.
The fading paint, cracks in the mirrors. Withstanding the terrible scent, the young woman scowling a bit. Touching the wall, carefully moving forward.
Spiders running across the floor, roaches doing the same. Ava soon stepping outside, staring at the view ahead. Trees reaching through houses, vehicles in a poor state, the tiles in shambles.
"Why does this place look abandoned...? It was fine just hours ago. Is this...what that shopkeeper meant...?" her suspicious eyes.
A normal town hours ago, the young woman awakening to a horrific sight. Glancing from one end to the next, feeling the chilling wind. Her uncertainty on venturing out, yet something pulling her further into the dusk.
Slowly moving forward, analyzing her surroundings, passing cars in ruin. Eventually finding herself at an intersection, this senseless situation around her. The maiden walking up to an old sign, searching for something of worth.
Unable to find anything, her hand to her chin. Shortly catching the sound of movements, Ava facing to her right. A tall slim fiend, their sharp fangs. Those wide arms, a bloody corpse in its mouth. The young woman's wide eyes, steadily stepping away.
"Wh—what the hell is up with this town...?"
A monster in the night, this place without others. Her heavily beating heart, slightly backing away. Tipping over some rocks, drawing the entity's notice. The rushing enemy, scraping its claws along the land.
Its echoing screech, breaking apart the area. Narrowly leaping out of the way, the creature passing her. Rolling onto her knee, her uneasy vision on the foe facing her. From afar, the hazel girl's hands to her chest.
"You may not remember, but I am certain you will find me." Her soft voice.
A purely shining light from above, the maiden's attention to it. A sword rushing down, plunging into the land in front of her. The young woman's confusion at the situation, a strange blade descending from the sky.
The moving creature, her quickly racing chest. Ava rushing forward, gripping the weapon at its hilt. Immediately pulling it from the earth, clashing against the fiend's claw.
"I will find Dillon, and if the answers are in the dusk, then I will travel within its terror to find him." Her serious tone.
Hearing the loudly screeching monster, enduring its shaking horror. These feverishly flowing emotions in the young woman, someone pushing onward in the night. Pressing forward, forcing back her target.
Her foe breaking away, making some distance. The maiden lunging at her target, striking at her enemy. The creature leaping high, evading her assault. Her eyes to it on a building, watching it fleeing underneath the bleeding light. Ava giving chase, her racing mind.
Running in the night, a girl around the age of sixteen. Fear in her brown eyes, her clothing in a poor state. The slender monster pursuing her, dashing along the walls. Shortly diving below, cutting her off in an open field.
All the while, the maiden's mind on one, avoiding other monsters in the shadows. Ava soon hearing chewing, the screams from someone piercing the area.
Proceeding forward, the young woman shortly coming upon a gruesome sight. Parts from the girl everywhere, blood soaking the road, the monster glaring at her.
"Dillon, I am coming, please be safe..." Unease from her.
A sickening view to her, feeling like throwing up. A horrific place around her, this town housing monsters. Keeping her brother in her mind, someone depending on her. That foe spitting out the girl's bones, those pieces breaking on the land.
Blood streaming down its face, the entity refusing to run. Ava tightly gripping her sword, soon dashing forward. The creature's intense speed towards her, closing in on the maiden.
Both colliding into one another, an arm flying above. The screaming enemy, liquid flowing out of it. Adjusting her footing, her blade reflecting its head. Immediately slicing through, cutting her opponent in half.
The creature helplessly falling, great fear in its eyes. The young woman walking up to it, shortly kneeling to it. Her cold vision on the fiend, turning its head to her, aiming her weapon at them.
"I have no idea what is going on here, but I do know you are an obstacle in my way."
Insanity everywhere, a soul clashing against a monster in the night. Her will to see her path through to its end, keeping her eye on her goal. Shortly stabbing down, plunging her sword through the fiend's skull.
Spilling blood, some splashing on her face and cloths. Ava soon standing up, wiping the red liquid from her mouth. Shifting her eyes to the crimson moon, thinking back to the past.
Times from old, two children playing outside in a grassy backyard. A girl in a white dress a few years older, the other a boy the age of five.
A small kid admiring his older sister, that one caring for him. Both feeling the gentle wind, relishing in the warm sun.
The two sitting down together, the boy trying to catch his breath, these close siblings appreciating one another.
Their eyes to the passing birds, smaller animals running by them. The brother's eyes to her arms, then to her legs, seeing his sister's wounds.
"Sis...will things always be like this...?" holding his upper arm, his sad voice to her.
"Of course not, trust me...I have a plan..." Assuring him, her arm around him.
Closing her vision, the past branding on her. A sister enduring great wounds, giving her brother comforting words.
Someone with a plan, a solution to free them from their torment. Everything slipping out of her hands, hatred filling her heart. The maiden enduring this black world, not trusting others.
Carrying her ill emotions, wanting to protect one to her heart. Shortly opening her eyes, a person withstanding this hellish place.
Keeping the teachings from a certain entity firmly to her, a legend throughout time leaving behind many lessons.
What is this place...? Are the answers I seek in the night? Dillon, please be well...
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