—Present Time—

Sorrow in the night, many secrets in the past. One from long ago, desires forever powerfully burning. A heart once filling with love for the worlds, hatred now consuming it. Opposing the reason of others, a curse of an existence.

Softness still remaining, her way in going forward. Two companions continuing in the dusk, finding themselves in a swamp. Decaying trees spanning far, water poisoning the land, plaguing with bodies of the dead and undead. This sickening scent, malice emitting in the area.

The thick air, concentrating fury. An undead mage at the center, his lifeless eyes ahead. His vision on the young woman from a distance, her resemblance to another. An entity damning him and his race, rage inside of him. Stepping forward, pointing in her direction, her calm eyes on him.

"You...! I will never forget you...!" anger from him..

"Oh? So I see you lot are still lingering about. Tell me, how has eternal life been serving you?" folding her arms.

"That day huh..." The vampire looking away.

An event in the past, her state of vulnerability at the time. Emotions deep inside of her, indescribable pain. Their poor timing, confronting her at this moment. Extremity of her action, granting onto them a terrible punishment.

Her growing agony, this night making it worse. Importance in the return of one from the deepest abyss, an entity able in performing miracles. That undead looking to his rotting hand, shaking in frustration.

His deteriorating body, the one responsible ahead of him. His building anger throughout the years, this moment for his vengeance against her, yearning in putting this curse to rest.

"We have lived in agony. The flesh on our bones decaying... falling off at some point. Eventually becoming the very undead...never to know the salvation of death. All we wanted...was to grow closer to the gods." His dreadful eyes on her.

"You were warned never to build a tower to the Realm of the Gods. I am the guardian of that world, it is my job to dispose of all those who aim to step forth within our haven." Calmness from her.

"How does that justify the fate we were dealt?! All we wanted was to be closer!" swinging out his arm, taking a step towards her.

Days of old, humans encountering her. Countless conflicts falling on her, her job in preventing their path. Giving them multiple chances, their persistence in going forward.

Those feelings inside of her, her unyielding emotions. This reflecting now, closing her eyes. Steadily nodding from left to right, obliviousness of this one. Shortly opening her vision, her gaze on the suffering man.

"Even after so many years, you still do not understand. Very well, if it is an eternal slumber you seek, then I shall grant that onto you." Gripping her staff.

"Hah! No...I will silence your life angel!" deep hatred in his voice.

This one once trying to reach into the domain of the gods, some missing pieces from that day. Necessity to reclaim her past, moving down her black path. Wrongs from old, his awareness on this. Believing in her direction, standing on her side, aiming Reviver at the fiend.

This brilliantly shining weapon, her crimson eyes piercing into her foe. Not denying her actions, extremeness in times of yore. Moving closer to her goal, reaching for her desires. One inside the abyss, steadily returning into reality.

"I admit that I have my own flaws, come at me if you must." Her calm demeanor.

"I believe I will, tonight you die, and our curse will be lifted!" loudness of him.

One always trying her best, that vampire in awareness on this. Giving them a chance, their persistence. Those emotions inside of her, her nature within. Offering them a contract, parting with some knowledge.

Forcefully taking the price, inflicting this curse on them. Fulfilling her job, her shaky state of mind at the time. Deepness of her sorrow, her heart resisting the shackles binding it, her soul yearning for freedom.

That fiend expanding his arms, two witnessing malevolence circling the swamp. This sickening energy, concentrating into physical form. From the depths, skeletal soldiers rising, eagerness in gaining their revenge.

"You really pissed off a lot of people huh..." That vampire stepping away, some unease from him.

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"Enough, clear out." Cyra glancing back to him.

"Yeah-yeah." Shrugging at this.

Enraging countless, her will in fighting against reason, proceeding with her own. Her revealing heart, her feverish desires. One of most importance, shouting what is within.

Her eternally engraving voice, scarring the souls of countless. A chance of success coming, this line in connecting. That vampire's attention onward, those slowly approaching undead. Expanding his bat wings, ascending into the sky. That young woman's vision onward, feeling this pressure on her.

Hatred powerfully crushing down on her, this night drawing more enemies against her. Steadily proving herself, opposing the rationality of others. Her eyes on her enemies, malevolence burning from them. One bursting through, revealing its blade at close range, aiming for her rib.

Intercepting the assault, launching the weapon into the air with Reviver. This one stepping back, hastiness of her. Moving behind the fiend, Rebellion in hand. Striking down, cleaving its body in half.

This falling corpse, locking onto another. Dashing behind it, illusions in her steps, a blade rushing at her from the back. Ducking, evading the attack. Motioning her staff, countering with it. Fiercely stabbing through its body, shattering this fiend into pieces. Growing frustration in the leader, witnessing this sight.

That maiden flipping over a skeletal soldier, their eyes above. Coldness from her gaze, her sword in view. Descending on her foe, splitting it in two. Landing below, her spreading stance. Turning to many, fiercely glaring at them.

Sweeping her staff along the front, electrical energy trailing through. Cautiousness of her enemies, a skeletal soldier firmly keeping up its guard. Approaching her, unease from it.

That young woman dematerializing, riding the waves of this electricity. Revealing from behind the foe, her connecting sword, severing them in two. An afterimage appearing in front of another, stabbing through its skull.

That vampire floating high above, seeing this. Never able in forgetting her ferocity, one constantly fighting, that entity from the deepest of abyss coming more into light.

"She was always a ferocious opponent on the battlefield...even the gods grew fearful of her..." Distantness from the vampire.

One standing against the nigh impossible, darkness deep inside of her. A heart desperately trying to maintain itself, enduring the harshest of sorrow.

Her brightly shining resolve, opposing the rationality of others. Concentrating malevolence from the leader, her attention towards him. His arms above, generating a massive void. Her slightly frowning expression, this exerting force, its powerful suction.

Pulling everything in the area, corpses of his own allies flying into it. That young woman's stirring emotions, identifying her path. Dashing forward, extending her sword afar.

"Be sucked into the endless void you damn angel!" he yells.

This freezing enemy, his trembling eyes. Slowly looking down, witnessing her blade piercing through his chest. His increasing fear, shifting his gaze behind, those crimson eyes meeting his own. Beauty within the unforgiving night, her power far from its original.

This growing dusk, one from old clawing her way to the surface. Emotions burning at her depths, her powerful desires. This will in resisting, opposing the reason of others. Sullying her soul in malice, aiming for what is inside, no matter of the distance.

"If only you had waited one more year, your curse would have been lifted." Her cold, penetrating voice.

Her ringing words, a single year remaining. His blinding hatred, her chilling eyes piercing into him. His widening gaze, turning his attention onward. His steadily draining life, reaching forward his hand.

The vampire witnessing this, sadness from him. That young woman extending her arm, covering the mouth of this one. Stifling his cries, raising Reviver to his neck. Everything collapsing around that fiend, his words to his mind.

"I don't want to die..."

Slowly building electricity, feeling every part of him frying. This crushing pressure sinking into his body, that maiden's eyes on him. Her heart of softness, lightness of her punishment. This fury in her heart, yearning for freedom.

Reaching after her goal, racing down her black path. Many sentiments within her, steadily accepting them, realizing more of herself. This night leading her back to her past, unveiling answers with each passing hour.

"You should have never confronted me." Her voice echoing through him.

His burning body, unable in screaming out. Blocking his sounds, his fading eyes. Coldness of the night, the unsettling wind. Life from his vision soon no more, that young woman releasing him.

His falling corpse, breaking into dust. Some sorrow from her, facing away from the scene. This lightening air, gazing at her path ahead. That vampire looking away, thinking on this.

Leniency from her, her heart despising the battlefield. Desiring to put down her arms, continuing through the abyss. This descending devil, shortly landing behind her.

"That was...brutal..." The vampire holding the back of his head.

"I had a job to do, so I fulfilled it. That day, those humans came and interfered with my own plans. Maybe I was a bit too angry, there is much I still think about..." Her hand to her chest, slightly looking away.

"I would imagine so. Well, note to self, don't disturb you on your day off." Gesturing his hand to her.

"That might be for the best. Come along now, we have quite a way to go." Calmly agreeing.

Desires in the past, hatred boiling at the core. Trying her best, despair clawing away at her soul. Wishing for a rest, never ending conflict. Her rage inside, forming a contract with those humans.

Giving a bit of knowledge, forcefully taking the price. Punishing them, that curse on them. Her eyes on her surroundings, souls of these people. Stardust breaking away, floating into the night, freedom at last.

One from the deepest abyss, continuously fighting, pressing against the harsh tides. This vampire in awareness, one knowing the deepest of sorrow, constantly trying to reach her. The young woman walking onward, that demon's hands to his chest.

"Can we stop for snacks?" following behind in excitement.

"What are you? Five?" disbelief from her, glancing back to him.

"Maybe..." A bit of childishness from him.

"You two must seriously be related." Sighing at this.

"Eh." The vampire shrugging.

Many emotions inside of me, this indescribable hatred rising from the abyss. Trying to maintain myself, that cursed race. This vampire as well, something is not right about him. I cannot put my finger on it yet, but in time I may be able to do so...