Sorrowful old days, everything slipping out of her hands. A curse of an existence, one born underneath the light of the crimson moon. Resisting her fate, feverishly opposing it. A devil stepping on a domain far above her own, crushing her enemies.
An individual wishing to put down her arms, to simply live a normal life. Her companion trying to grant her it, following her in the farthest abyss.
"I lost your trust because of that night, and that time is coming for me to prove myself." Slightly looking away.
"I'd say you've earned it again, but when that time comes. You will prove it in a True Devil's Battle." Gripping her arms, her vision to her side.
Her soft smile, those words to her. Someone patiently waiting, constantly doing his best. An old friend enduring much, putting up with her selfishness.
Two wishing to return to their time of most pleasure, a common desire between them both. The deity looking at her, a final test to him.
The highest honor, internalizing her message. A grin coming to his face, shifting his vision to the bleeding moon high above.
"You know, you still continue to surprise me. You have a ton of your own problems, but yet you are able to endure it and wrap others in your light." His hand behind his head.
"It is not like it is intentional..." Her eyes to the land.
"Maybe not, but that belief of yours. 'There is light in the deepest of darkness'. I mean look what it led to, I'd say it is true." The deity looking back to Esther and Anya.
The maiden's eyes behind, watching the two joyously speaking with one another. A war tearing apart much, countless washing away in the madness.
Her own goals in mind, proceeding through the insanity. Meeting many in the dusk, her heart reaching them. Bringing them along with her, numerous souls with her.
A soft heart continuing to fight, withstanding the terrible night. One loathing the battlefield, her belief shining onto others.
"Esther, Anya, Richter, Raphael, Lucia. It goes on and on, you've made many invaluable friends. It was through your actions that has given them hope. Intentional or not, you've shown them a way out, and so they've put their faith in you." His hand to his chin, smiling a bit.
Standing in an abyss, many surrounding the young woman. Their faith in her, supporting her efforts. Someone coming in their time of need, enduring their agony.
Wrapping them in her warmth, shining her light onto them. Their hands to her, pulling her onward towards the end of her nightmare. Light existing in the deepest of darkness, that message touching others.
"You are not alone Cyra, I am sure you see this now." His calm voice.
A devil's low trust, pushing ahead in her sorrow. Forcing against her challenges, surpassing her obstacles. Her gentle hand guiding many forward, those individuals returning. Their faith in her, walking alongside her.
The maiden's hand to her chest, feeling malice burning from her depths. Her steadily returning memories, running after her dream. Resisting her enemies, keeping her mind on her true goal.
A dreadful parting between two long ago, that field still grabbing at her. Refusing to remain quiet, her soul slowly revealing once more. Yearning to claim what is within, seeking after her deepest desire.
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"Hey...Valor...?"
A companion with her, someone constantly following her. An individual diving into the abyss, racing along the dark road. Screaming out to her, trying to bring her back. Her soft voice to him, the deity looking at her.
A powerful bond between two, both continuously clashing against the worlds, reaching after their old times. Mistakes from the past, great sorrow crushing them. Their will to push onward, both wishing for the same.
"I know I have asked many selfish things of you..." Her vision slightly to her side.
Hearing those words, gripping his upper arm. Witnessing her slowly returning, a deity patiently waiting on her for years. Someone constantly fulfilling her wishes, enduring torment for a long time, wanting to right a wrong from old.
A night from the past, the young woman needing him. An individual retreating into his shell, his inaction playing into a chain of conflicts.
"You have done everything I have asked of you, never refusing, no matter of your pain--"
Two meeting long ago, their ventures throughout the worlds. A time once blissful, yet a moment unable to last. Many years going by, her companion trying to grant her wishes.
Her most selfish one in the end, requesting him to seal away her memories. Reluctantly doing so, preparing himself for a confrontation. Both desiring their simple days, the god aware on the path.
"—thank you..." Brightly smiling at him.
Her returning smile, seeing it more. A deity trying a long time to bring it back, running after her in a whirlpool of madness. A devil tackling her challenges, enduring the weight on her psyche. Someone wearing a false grin, containing her pain.
His slightly reddening face, looking away from her. Smiling a bit, the god seeing the end of this nightmare. Two friends flowing along an endless stream, withstanding the worlds pressure, tightly holding onto their bond.
"Always..."
A deity and devil meeting long ago, their different merging realms. Many possibilities in their hands, both traveling far together. Something more growing over the passing time, those silent sentiments to the other.
The maiden looking to the land below, her past catching up to her. Despair clawing away at her soul, countless challenges branding on her. Her displeasure for the battlefield, yet eternally fighting.
One damning the Nine Worlds, all for a chance to grasp her deepest desire. Innumerable sins paving her path, her steadily clearing memories, a person willing to face the truth again.
"Hey...Valor...I think I am ready..."
The freezing deity, someone waiting a long time to hear those words. His eyes to her, the young woman glancing to him. A promise long ago, one from the deepest abyss slowly returning.
Her heart coming to the surface, a soul sounding in the terrifying dusk. Countless years passing, a god holding true to her wish. Painfully remaining silent, living in a lie. Two standing in the darkness, their visions on the other.
"When this is over...I wish to remember, no more hiding." Her soft voice, gripping her upper arm.
Remembering their parting, both working hard towards Odin's fall. The weight of her actions catching up, crushing her beneath its pressure.
Making a promise to her, keeping true to it. One damning the worlds, her heart crying out. Everyone feeling her emotions, eternally scarring it into all life.
One once filling with love for the worlds, this person showing more over time. Valor slightly smiling, his eyes on the land, two facing their problems together.
Many years I waited for your return Cyra, and this time...I won't hide in my shell. I will meet you at the end of this nightmare, and confront you with a devil's pride. I will prove myself to you, and sever those tragic chains.
Esther and Anya turning away, keeping to themselves. The young woman venturing through the night, searching for one from her past. A moment between them, both relishing in it.
Two old friends constantly extending their hand to the other, pushing onward in the insanity. Their deep agony, continuously resisting their challenges.
One from the abyss steadily returning, opposing the reason of others. An individual binding in chains, bringing miracles in her presence. A god seeing the path towards a better tomorrow, running to meet her at the end of the abyss.
"Let's give those two some time alone." Esther brightly smiling.
"Okay!" Anya's joyous voice.
Come Valor, meet me with the resolve only a demon has. These tragedies will always follow me, the chains on me will only grow tighter, and my will to seek freedom only becomes stronger. So, what is your solution? I will be patiently waiting. Until then, it is time to end this war. And hopefully...when it is over, those silent emotions can be spoken at last...