Few on the field, each aiming for their desire. A dusk drawing closer to the end, Hades nearing his wish. A last chance remaining, the Iconoclast steadily returning.

One able to bring forward miracles, refusing to remain in silence. That individual standing in front of the fire, calmly looking into it. Her hand to her chest, embracing her imperfections and selfish desires.

These many sins in her, carrying them towards her tomorrow. Shifting her vision to the starry sky, her soft smile. Taking in the sight, relishing in it. Shortly shifting her attention to Esther and Anya, those two peacefully resting.

Both chatting away for ours, their close bond like sisters. The young woman looking around, noticing Valor is missing. A person constantly searching for something exciting to bring her, a pure soul in the insanity.

At this moment, far above the clouds in another world. Many floating platforms connecting through chains, an ancient gate standing tall, those burning symbols on it.

Passing it, and further into Asgard, the palace in view. The grim place, a great weight on the Magi's in the throne room. The remaining few floating in the center, Melchior the leader sharing in the others dismay.

An action drawing the Iconoclast closer to her awakening, her former power steadily returning, the Bringer of Demise slowly taking her stand once again.

"What now?" one Magi's unease.

An individual from the deepest abyss approaching reality, her image eternally within countless souls. One without limits, a demon ascending to heights far above her own.

Melchior silently floating there, unable to give a clear answer. Bethlehem, Indra, and Balthasar, three powerful gods no more. The Iconoclast exceeding expectations, someone running after her goal.

Crushing her enemies in her path, continuously rising to her challenges. An entity constantly resisting, trying to make her deepest desire into an actuality.

"We still have a chance, a joint assault by the remaining four of us. We have to work united." Melchior's slightly strict tone.

An opponent bathing in malice, dangling on the precipice of demonization. Needing to work as one, their great foe bursting through her obstacles.

Her wish to achieve what is within, reaching after her light. One striking fear into the mightiest entities, a legend from the past. Details coming to the surface, the once supreme deity's influence breaking.

The first Iconoclast, a demon achieving a height far beyond her standing. A person carrying both malice and divinity, the offspring of two great beings.

"I suppose we do not have a choice, we will wait for her here." Another Magi's uncertainty.

Melchior looking up to the ceiling, his great unease. The maiden's returning memories, this alarming pace. One thriving in the night, the blood moon acknowledging her presence.

A prophecy foretelling a being, one continuously pushing forward. Someone embracing her imperfections and selfish desires, becoming corruption itself. Her great sorrow, shouting her soul.

An abomination growing stronger through devouring others, constantly becoming more powerful through battle. An entity always adapting, someone relentlessly pushing forward, reaching for her deepest desire.

Far below in the realm of mortals, in the ruinous valley. Valor standing before a large iguana, the animal having fun. The deity throwing a stick, soon watching the creature bringing it back.

The lively one raising to their hind-legs, barking at him. That god kneeling to the animal, patting them on their head. This innocent one falling to its four feet, pushing their head against the once supreme god.

Valor shortly looking from left to right, his companion nowhere in sight. An idea coming to his mind, the curious creature looking up at him.

"Okay look, I gotta plan to sneak you into Asgard. Though, you have to be really quiet, okay? Someone won't let you stay if you're found out." Valor whispering.

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A deity wishing to bring an animal home with him, his companion's stance to his mind. Trying to work around the line, developing a bond with the creature.

The uncertain iguana, their confusion for a moment, shortly nodding in agreement. From a distance, the young woman spotting Valor. Some suspicions from her, making her way to his location, feeling the gentle wind against her.

"Okay, now—"

"—Val?"

Hearing her soft voice to him, the flinching god. Immediately standing, blocking the iguana from view, his hand behind his head. His hasty heart, a plan in danger. The demon folding her arms, her slightly sharp gaze.

A never changing individual, an innocent person's childish habits. Their blissful days long ago, a devil and deity's bond, two pushing onward with one another.

"Valor, what are you hiding?" her strict voice.

Steadily putting together a plan, ironing out the loose ends. Unable to complete it, his companion spotting him, someone keeping tabs on him. Her piercing crimson eyes, his intensifying heart rate.

Slowly shaking his head from left to right, wanting to protect his animal buddy. The iguana's vision on her, soon shifting it to the god, shortly fitting together the purpose for his friend's secrecy.

"Nothing...just here exploring..." Scratching his cheek with his index finger.

Two within the dusk, their presence with one another. Some problems going away, others filling the gap. The young woman carefully observing him, witnessing his unease. These sentiments to her, some pieces to her mind.

A childish individual, an innocent heart wrapping in the madness. A pure light shining along a road, brightening the way towards tomorrow.

"Uh-huh." Her increasing suspicion, positioning her arms in a thinking posture.

A person concealing a secret, his wish to bring along his new bud. The iguana looking up at the god, slightly tilting his head. An unlikely meeting this dreadful dusk, a creature alone in the insanity.

A bond forming between two, these simple sentiments guiding the deity forward. His desperately pounding chest, hoping his companion will walk away. A devil continuously persisting, proceeding down her path.

"Move aside." Her hand on her waist.

"Why...?" his hesitant voice.

A long night, one progressing through its madness. A demon steadily returning, striking fear into countless. Reuniting with her old friend, a bright individual in the horror.

The young woman extending her arm, grabbing his shoulder. Moving him aside, her vision below on the animal, that iguana curiously looking up at her. The creature glancing from left to right, soon shifting their attention back to her, barking in uncertainty.

Everything clear to her, her companion finding this strange one, wishing to bring them home. Shifting her eyes to him, seeing the deity lower his head. His sinking heart, a man close to achieving his goal.

"Valor, we have been over this, you are not responsible enough to care for an animal." Folding her arms, her slightly strict tone.

The iguana walking up to the god, their visions on one another. Two bonding in a short time, these pure flowing sentiments in the dusk. Gesturing his hand to the animal, urging them to convince her.

Betting on a small chance, a person hoping for a miracle. The iguana soon facing the maiden, shortly rising to its hind-legs. The creature brushing their shoulders, shaking themselves a bit.

That devil tilting her head a bit in confusion, her hand to her chin. The animal raising their claws a bit, looking at her with adorable eyes. A unique one in the night, her old friend finding them.

Her eye twitching a bit, pointing her finger to the ground. Watching them fall to their four feet, the animal shrugging at the god. Her disbelief at her companion, his hands defensively to his chest.

"O—oh come on! Can't he stay?" Valor sorrowfully pleading to her.

A pure heart in the dusk, someone continuing to brightly shine. A difference from her, a god finding the smallest points, relishing in its bliss. An innocent individual going far, proving himself over the years.

Carefully thinking on her decision, soon gazing at the iguana. The animal joyously barking at her, this weird one. The maiden shortly sighing, shifting her attention to her old friend.

"Okay—"

A smile coming to his face, joy filling his heart. An unlikely outcome, someone choosing to give a chance. A devil witnessing his efforts over the years, seeing his steady improvement. Deciding to take a risk, betting on the possibility of furthering his growth.

Constantly looking over him in the past, protecting him from much. That god eventually rising, an individual taking on more responsibilities, this person becoming her shield.

"—but, you must promise to take care of this animal." Her gentle eyes on him.

"I will!"

An innocent person in the dusk, someone brightly pushing onward. The deity kneeling to the iguana, that animal turning to him. Days from the past, those pleasant times approaching with the passing hour.

An obstacle in the way, two awaiting the end result, their sounding hearts. The maiden's disbelief at her companion, slightly smiling at the sight.

"Hear that boy? You can stay!" Valor petting the iguana.

Excitement from the animal, the creature hugging the god, his happily wagging tail. A bond between them, this blissful experience. The gently blowing wind, a deity and iguana becoming fast friends.

Cyra looking to the blood moon, her warm heart. Another one coming along, their uniting differences. Hearts aligning to a goal, their resolve to push forward. Relishing in the presence of one another, basking in its pleasure.

Different we may be, but it is this that unites us. I have lived much of my existence with low trust in others, but I am starting to see now. I am not alone. Valor, it is you that helped me realize this. And so, when we clash, I wonder if you will be able to keep your promise. I will trust in you, and come at you with the full weight of my despair again.