Emotions guiding the way, two meeting in a realm far above the gods. Differences in methods, both in acknowledgment of one another. Opposition of the view point of each other, two pushing towards their beliefs. One of rationality, the other of irrationality. A devil opposing reason, rising to the challenge at hand. Encountering an opponent higher himself, one binding in place. His heart at an unrest, a void of nothingness. Secrets hiding away inside of the deity, a most difficult foe. One continuously trying to reason with a demon, her actions reflecting her resolve.
"In this void, it is without time. As such—" she stands behind him.
"I can freely bend it to my will." She calmly speaks.
A deity rising to the heights of legend, surpassing her foes. A world of her own, peace around each end. That devil breaching her domain, confronting the goddess. Foolishness in his actions, wondering of her true power. An entity toying with him from the beginning, that devil connecting the points. A goddess allowing him entry into her palace, one possessing capabilities of disposing of him long before. Unable in moving, her voice echoing through him. Unrest inside of the Tyrant, one trying to hold onto his nerves. One going so far, grabbing hold of the nigh impossible. Ascending to heights far higher his own, meeting with a deity above the world of the gods. An adversary he is incapable of defeating, Lævateinn binding in place, her pressure continuously holding it down. Moving ahead, running her hand through her hair. That Tyrant feeling her influence building all around him, ranges of weapons materializing within the void. Those objects extending for miles, forms of energy adding onto the surrounding pressure.
"Let us try the first level." She glances back to him.
Calm her vision is upon him, those many weapons locking onto her target. His heart rate intensifying, reality slowing around him. Homing in on the Tyrant, feeling the many forms approaching him. Countless weapons striking in every direction, pain intensely surging through his body. One unable in screaming out, freezing in place. Another residing in a realm above the gods, a standing numerous fear. A world of legend, that devil stepping into her domain. A mistake it has been, agony protruding from him, a pure light brightly shining far and wide. Standing from a distance, Reynas glancing back. Energies compressing, violently exploding. The air becoming easier to breathe, time normally resuming. That dimension breaking apart, both returning to her throne room. Falling to his knee, that Tyrant gasping for breath.
Blood streaming down his face, dripping to the ground. Agony greatly upon him, defeat at the hands of another. One ascending to heights far above his own, that deity remaining even higher. Moving in the direction of the demon, that servant expecting a deserving punishment. Resting his vision upon her, unease inside of the devil. That goddess surpassing him every step of the way, an enemy much beyond his years. A deciding factor in place, entering into her domain no less sealing the conclusion. Grimness of his expression, that will remaining strong. Extending her hand towards him, surprise coming over the devil. Shock upon the servant, confusion inside of the demon. Kindness towards an enemy, an action too irrational for him.
"Differing our views are Tyrant Alastor, but we do meet on a common ground, correct?" she softly speaks.
Years of progression, stomping on his enemies. Ascending to heights far above his standing, treading on the domain of the gods. Reaching even higher, entering into the world of a goddess. A realm even further, two meeting on the battlefield. Peculiar she is, sympathetic, yet having a reason for everything. Slightly looking down, perspective far from the other, both standing on similar ground. One from the high heavens, another walking the land below. No matter so, perspectives of understanding. Defeat at the hands of another, that Tyrant listening to her words.
"Do you see now? Reason will always prevail." She calmly states.
One following a path of rationality, the other of irrationality. Opposite they may be, but those differences having similarities. Questionable she is, but everyone having their own way in going forward. Senselessness in a realm of lawlessness, power driving those devils. One embracing in his corruption, growing his influence. Confronting a deity, experiencing her point of view. Naivety in her beliefs, but an outcome hardly arguable. Resting his vision upon her own, faintly smiling. A bit surprising it is, acknowledgment of her. Someone capable of defeating the Invincible Tyrant, a demon respecting her.
"Then I suppose we will have to see which one of us is right in the end." He takes hold of her hand.
His response not of expectance, but one of pleasantry. Returning a similar smile, Alastor rising to his feet. A competition between two, blissful it is. Sins staining the soul, one committing atrocities, yet having a rare opportunity. Those of differing worlds, hearts connecting. Breaching the realm above the gods, stepping into the domain of a goddess. A battle of a loss, but a new possibility coming into reality. Desires guiding the way, feelings of simpleness. Felling countless, irrationality paving the path of one. Even so, another capable of behaving through rationality. A bond forming between the two, both stepping away from the other.
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"Then, it is a promise. We will continue on, seeing whose perspective holds the most weight in the end." She softly states.
One constantly rising to the challenge at hand, another chance in proving his point. Despite it all, a devil not resenting the goddess. Power developing over the years, crushing down his enemies. Even so, one standing in his path. Defeat at hand, yet a new possibility coming forward. Passing her, that deity facing in his direction. The Tyrant stopping a few feet away, glancing back to her. Questionable his decision is, one that is seeing more around. Mysteries filling the worlds, the most unlikely of understandings. Irrationality leading him down another way, but no less a devil wishing in proving his point.
"I still have countless places to go. Many worlds to conquer, numerous things to do, it might be some time until I can return." He informs her.
A realm of lawlessness, a demon birthing from the NetherWorld. Ascending high above, desires forcing through. Influence most grand, yet one remaining superior. A Tyrant once of invincibility, meeting a deity of reason. Clashing against one another, an understanding of the other. A bond forming between the two, emotions of purity. Positioning her arms in a thinking posture, that woman considering his offer. Peculiar this devil is, much that goddess is capable of learning herself. A while it might be, a promise of importance. Those of differing worlds coming together, new possibilities of reality.
"Then I will have to join you." Lightness of her tone.
One treading upon her domain, resisting the challenges ahead. Rising to the highest order, unable in besting her. Despite it all, a most welcoming outcome. Defeat paving the way to more opportunities, an agreement between two. One from highness, the other walking the land. Mysteries inside of the worlds, the most unlikely of endings. That Tyrant resting his vision onward, a long journey ahead of them. An endless future, those of Heaven and earth exploring new possibilities together. Feelings of naturalness, emotions guiding the way. Irrationality of it, reason within it.
"I may even do some unspeakable things, can you really follow along knowing of such?" he questions.
A Tyrant of the land, one growing his influence. Surpassing many, finding himself in the domain of a goddess. A defeat coming at hand, despite it all, an understanding between the two. A promise coming into reality, that demon having more to do. Unspeakable his actions may be, that goddess holding strong to her beliefs. Difficult the starting might be, even so, some irrationality of requirement for there to be reason. A devil most interesting, that hand of the deity reaching out. Unlikely of a bond, yet those differences bringing them together.
"I believe you will see reason to change your course." She gently speaks.
Faintly smiling, that Tyrant expecting no less. A future of unpredictability, his loss paving the way for this opportunity. Invincible he has once been, that devil rising to the highest realm. Confronting a deity, one overwhelming him in every way. Even so, a valuable lesson coming at hand. Those of differences capable of understanding one another, despite their opposition of each other. Hearts connecting, hatred not in existence between them. Endless possibilities at hand, heaven and earth finally meeting. That servant stepping forward, protesting this behavior.
"My Queen, you possibly cannot be thinking to leave?" he questions in alarm.
Emotions of simplicity, feelings guiding the way. Irrational it might be, but within reason as well. Rising to the challenge, the devil falling to the land. That goddess reaching her hand out, grabbing hold of his own, stopping his descent. Eyes of crimson and azure, two of differing worlds. Hearts connecting, limitless possibilities coming at hand. A Tyrant learning a bit, that goddess the same. Glancing back to her servant, the man witnessing her smile. Little sense the situation is making, both being enemies not long ago. Two heading off on a journey, embracing in the presence of the other.
"I have been here for far too long, I need an adventure." Walking up to the side of the Tyrant.
Years above countless, resting her vision upon them. Observing their growth, remaining away from numerous. An existence once a clear stream, now disrupting with another influence. No matter so, a most welcoming change. Basking in the bliss of freedom, experiencing it with another. An adventure coming along, wishing in venturing into the vast worlds, those limitless possibilities. Evolution of the numerous worlds, that goddess desiring in bearing witness to their development. That Tyrant and deity facing the other, both finding this situation hard to believe, yet most welcoming of it.
"This will certainly be interesting." Alastor holding the back of his head with his right hand.
"Indeed, shall we go?" she pleasantly questions.
"Heh, yeah, but I am not losing this." Heading onward.
"Hm hm, we will see." Reynas joyously following along.
Differences bringing an unlikely two together, a friendship between them. Hearts meeting on a common ground, acceptance of the other's point of view. Heaven and earth, realms far from one another. Both meeting in a state of battle, realizing there are similarities. Ideals not of the same, methods of opposition. No matter so, both having what they are believing in. This being enough in forming a bond, those feelings transcending through time. Traveling through the numerous worlds, resisting the other, feelings connecting. Emotions growing over time, something more coming about.
That day...I remember it all too well, Alastor and I setting out on an adventure. If he had not been so stubborn, then certainly I would have remained in that palace. Even though our parting had been tragic, we shared many happy years together. Now...our daughter is heading down his path of irrationality, but she also does behave in reason. Hopefully, she can bring back that Tyrant I knew so well...