Grand sins, conflict forever transcending through time. Even if the heart is in pain, even if agony is unbearable, that will continuously fighting against the shackles trying to bind them.
Countless wrongs from the past, an immeasurable one on the worlds. An entity willing to face up to her mistakes, accepting her actions. Her heart remaining soft, her flowing emotions, these rising to the surface.
Wishing for an end to it all, yearning to put down her arms, that time never of a possibility. A curse of an existence, the young woman reflecting the moon above.
Enemies around every corner, that one from the deepest of abyss slowly returning. The vampire knowing much, a will never succumbing, no matter of her numerous sins.
"That time is soon at hand..." Aster faintly smiling, looking away.
These few companions, valuing them. Venturing for years, never able to trust others than one. Torment around each corner, despair clawing away at the soul, a night of misfortune bringing them together.
Dreadful experiences, pleasure within the madness. Blackness inside of the maiden, light shining a path at her depths. Turning her attention to her hand, watching malevolence burning from her body. Her deep despair, embracing her direction.
Hazy memories from the past, more becoming clear each step of the way. No matter the morrow, even if it is a somber one. The young woman acknowledging her sins, piercing her way towards tomorrow.
"If anything, I am glad that I have met you all. I have never been good at making friends, these memories will always be valuable to me." Cyra's soft voice, her hand to her chest.
"But...it's...not fair..." Anya's quivering heart, looking below.
The dragon looking to the Elven, one unable to withstand this. Always a distressing situation, even in her own position. A common result, an action leading to this terror, sorrow gripping countless.
Dreadful information, this hanging on their minds, hearts wishing to do more. An immeasurable wrong, a devil admiring her resolve. Her great sins, a heart always believing in its path.
"Anya...every being, including myself will have to face up to what they have done, no matter the intention. That greed I have led to all of this, but if anything...I am glad it did." Her gentle tone on the princess.
"Glad you say?" Aster looking to the young woman, interest in his eyes.
Her gripping words, the Seraph at her side. Continuously there, watching her growth. The young woman's eyes on the vampire, her shifting vision.
Malice greatly burning from her, yet a gentle warmth as well. The calmly blowing wind, their locking gaze. No matter of the many sins, or the punishment. These invaluable experiences to her, companions becoming close.
A solitary entity opening a bit more, her endless years of conflict. A heart unable to trust, hatred boiling at her core. A nightmare within reality, this mistake bringing them together.
"Indeed, I would have never met all of you if I had not sought out power in the first place. So despite all of this, I am glad." Gesturing her hand to him.
"I hope for the best...not all crimes should be punished, even my husband knew of that." The Queen looking away.
"It does not matter, all that is of importance is bringing back the sun." Cyra faintly smiling, looking to the dragon.
This endless night, the sunlight becoming harder to remember. That bleeding moon hanging in the sky, demons roaming each corner. Souls in torment, despair clawing away at countless.
An entity able to bring forth miracles, one willing to grab hold of the tiniest chance. An unlikely chance, standing against a grand deity. Opposing his reason, her igniting spirit.
Her great sins, her indescribable pain, pushing onward in the insanity. Darkness far inside, a heart loathing the battlefield, yet having no choice but to continuously participate. Her displaying weakness, the Dark Lord's perfect opportunity.
"Don't go giving up too soon now." Aster closing his eyes, slightly turning his head.
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Gazing up to the velvet moon, lowering her arms to her side. Pushing back against the ground, holding herself up. The cold air, this sorrowful moon, a resolve burning deep inside of her.
No matter of her challenges, her sins, that will to resist constantly taking hold. Believing in the smallest chance, opposing the rationality of others.
That heart from the blackest abyss slowly returning, emotions flowing through her. Incalculable sins, indescribable agony, a resolve continuously moving forward. Her gentle vision, embracing these imperfections and selfish desires.
"Give up? Now when did I ever say that?" the maiden looking to the vampire.
Words catching everyone off-guard, the vampire's vision to her. Her tender eyes, an old burning determination. Her displaying confidence, these familiar sentiments running through him. That one from the darkness rising to the surface, slowly taking command once again.
No matter of her sins, one never willing to forfeit her life. Her igniting will, a heart loathing the battlefield, despising conflict. Her drive to see it to an end, reaching out her hand, grabbing at the near impossible.
"Even if my sins are immeasurable, I shall face it, but I will never forfeit my life. Either way, I find it strange that they were unaware of my encounter with Hades." Her gaze to the fire.
The demon positioning his arms in a thinking posture, this small fact to his attention for a while now. Disarray in the heavens, those constantly aware.
An encounter with the Lord of Darkness slipping past their security, convenience in it. His sudden realization, rushing to her, bearing witness to the event. His sharp companion, paying attention to every detail.
Continuously improving, refining her capabilities. Domestic and foreign problems, an unnerving situation. An entity the enemy of countless, this situation providing an opportunity.
A fatal miscalculation, those believing her to lay down her life. A conclusion far from actuality, one refusing to do so. Loathing the battlefield, wishing for an end to this madness. Yearning to put down her arms, clashing against the insanity.
"So, you realize it huh, as to be expected..." The vampire slightly looking down.
"What's...going on?" Anya tilting her head in confusion.
The Queen's expression a bit pale, realizing the truth behind it all. A trap from the beginning, luring one, staging an event. Justification for eliminating a single person, actions underneath the guise of divinity, gods plotting against one.
This grand threat, the entity's unwavering will. One from the deepest of abyss, walking down her path. Reaching for the faintest light, steadily taking to the battlefield once more.
No matter of the conflict ahead, her feverishly displaying resolve. A never resting heart, a soul shackling to the land. A chance finally coming, to grasp her deepest desire.
"This...was a trap for you, Valkyrie..." The dragon seriously folding her arms.
"Correct, I have suspected as much for a while now. Clever, to go this far to get rid of me." Cyra marginally looking away, scowling a bit.
"Right, now what would happen if the guardian no longer protects the Gate to Heaven?" Aster gesturing his hand to her.
An entity preventing entry, her role to defend the gate. Her elimination ensuing chaos, Asgard completely falling into ruin, those Magi's ruling supreme from the ashes.
A utopia for the heavens, a dictatorship for all those below. A realm not of her home, a place for her old friend. The young woman never truly feeling comfort in it, but remaining there nonetheless.
Many sacrifices from her companion, his efforts to give them this chance. Seeking out her past, memories in a seal. Forcing against it, hatred boiling at her core, her steadily rising emotions.
"Invasion of the Heavenly Realm, corruption ensuing...and worst of all, another Ragnarök." Her serious expression, shifting it to the vampire.
"Precisely, you who are the enemy of the Nine Worlds. One that is also wielding Reviver, it would make sense that they will try to use this event as a means for your execution." Aster folding his arms.
Silence coming over the group, wondering on the truth they know. That Seraph at her side, not allowing for this mockery. Staying close, continuing to protect the maiden.
A clever plan by the Magi's, these events lining up. Thinking back, Hades contacting the young woman. The night connecting these events, two sides working hand in hand. Cyra and Aster's eyes on the other, knowing well of the stakes.
The faintest hope residing with her, her life binding it together. Death taking it away, everything going away upon her falter. Efforts over the countless years, the worlds falling into a terrible power, deities wishing to control the lives of everyone.
The vampire looking away, his awareness on the type of person she is. No matter of the situation, even in her weak state, this entity continuously resisting.
These gods, powers far beyond her current capacity, yet her strongly burning resolve. Fear growing within the demon, wishing for her safety. The young woman pushing onward, reaching for her desires.
Watching her moving down her direction, racing after her. That seal on her slowly releasing, some doubt in the devil, wanting to give her a life away from this madness.
"You're going to challenge them huh...those gods..." His hesitant voice, holding his upper arm, lowering his head.
Closing her eyes, her awareness on the concerning situation. Shortly opening her vision, malevolence burning from her body, the Queen and Elven witnessing this.
That maiden constantly reaching for new heights, one from long ago rising through the ranks again, taking her stand at the top once more. Uncertainty from her companions, the Seraph looking away, her unsurprising path.
Even if the threat is immeasurable, her will to oppose continuously grabbing hold. Her desires burning even stronger, a heart wishing to see the light at the end of this nightmare.
These emotions of mine...memories existing in the past. I feel there is an even older time I wish to return to...more than anything with him. A much happier time it is seeming...I cannot even say for certain the last time my smile has truly been sincere...