A cruel dusk shining down its crimson light, putting two against each other. One seeking after her past, drawing closer to it with the passing hour. A soft heart trying to reach another, that valuable comrade aiding her in her time of need.
The young woman meeting the Accursed with her noble demon's pride, enduring the weight on her spirit. The soul of Envy's sister standing from afar, hoping for the Iconoclast's success.
"I can tell you were quite a knight in your days." Her soft voice to him.
A man believing in his direction, choosing to devote his life to his cause. His desire to build a better tomorrow, these emotions flowing through the young woman. A person enduring his challenges, working towards his goal.
A terrible occurrence stripping it all away, the Dark Lord acting on his lowest point. The demon standing before him in the darkness, his hand on her shoulder. Nodding his agreement, his confident eyes on her.
"Maybe so, but I was also a fool that let my life slip by. Don't make that mistake."
The coldly blowing breeze, her eyes on him mounting his horse. A knight's pride still within him, choosing to pass on his will to her. Directing his spear at the maiden, his weapon harshly burning in malice.
The horse rising to their hind-legs, letting out a loud battlecry. Shortly stomping down, miasma spreading in the area. That devil's vision on her surroundings, witnessing the poisonous mist, her attention soon on the hasty movements from her enemies.
Narrowly dashing to her right, evading the sweeping assault. Immediately facing her targets, their direction to her from afar, the horse hitting their hoof on the land.
"Even now, the gods torment us." Sorrow from the young woman's tone.
Days from the past, deities dictating the lives of others. Their actions stripping away the happiness from many, binding reality in a never ending loop.
The Iconoclast's will, an individual rising far above her standing, stepping into the domain of the gods. Someone unleashing her emotions, damning countless lives. An action setting forward new possibilities, yet a chain constantly pursuing her.
"Much like how Hades took advantage of us at our low point, those other gods did the same. No matter, you hold the possibility to end this." His vision above.
"Heh, I am not sure if I can. All I can do is grab what I can with my small hands, and hold on tight." Lowering her head a bit.
"And that is all it will take. As such, I will continue to believe in your possibilities." His eyes to her.
A devil falling into the depths, drowning in her despair. A heart's sounding voice, none hearing her in the past. Eventually standing up, running out into the abyss.
The young woman encountering many, surpassing her challenges. Enduring her agony, selfishly pursuing her path. An individual's warm hand to others, shining hope on them.
Continuously walking along her dark route, withstanding the damage on her psyche. That maiden standing straight, her vision on the Knight of Darkness.
"I will do what I can..." Her gentle tone to him.
A devil wishing to return to her happiest days, these swirling sentiments within her. Someone wanting to free the knight, her racing mind on various solutions. A powerful grip on her friend, the Dark Lord's great influence over the Accursed.
One bringing ruin in the wake of her despair, a curse branding on her since her birth. A limit on her influence, yet the maiden seeing a way existing somewhere.
"Thank you..."
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Three on the walls of the castle, their connecting hearts to one another. Simple emotions pushing them onward, the dusk putting them against each other.
The horse's loud cry, their crushing malice on the field. Charging at her, shadowy illusions in their steps. The demon carefully tracking the beast, feeling the weight of her comrades feelings. Envy directing his spear at her, surrounding her from every direction.
Her approaching targets, the horse leaving behind a trail of miasma. Vapor melting into the ground, steam rushing to the air. Cyra leaping high, her back facing the two below. Glancing behind, her vision meeting with the knight's own.
"I have to end this fast...I am in no shape to prolong this battle..." Unease from her.
An entity enduring wounds throughout the night, her battle against Raphael critically injuring her. Withstanding her agony, keeping her eye on her goal. A person rising to her challenges, meeting another in a dark plane.
Her mind on an ally, this individual guiding her in the past. Her desire to assist him, wishing to give back to his kindness. The young woman landing from a distance, seeing the knight turning to her, shortly aiming his spear at her.
"Demon, you are fighting half in the ground. I wonder what miracle you will show me this time." His calm vision on her.
" I do not grant miracles, I merely meet my challenges." Sticking her sword into the land at her side.
"Heh, that is why others think you can grant them. There hasn't been a challenge you did not surpass, you always found a way at some point." His slight smile.
A demon racing through the abyss, meeting her many obstacles. A person continuously falling, eventually standing stronger than before. Her eyes on the charging the knight, withstanding his great malice.
Closing her vision, tapping into what is resting at her depths. A seal with many cracks, its enormous reveal behind her. Darkness flowing into her, stretching her arm afar. Blackness tearing away it, her soon opening eyes.
Her gaze on the rapidly multiplying clones, her foes instantly surrounding her again. Envy charging at her, directing his spear at her head. Her vision connecting with his own, her massively expanding arm.
The maiden soon unveiling the enormous shadowy claw of a dragon, its pulsing veins. Scraping her talon against the land, immediately unleashing a fierce uppercut.
Immensely colliding into the other, tearing apart the ground, launching the knight and his partner to the air. The many clones shredding to pieces, Envy's stern vision on her. Dismounting the horse, rushing down at her with his spear.
His companion immediately recovering, descending on the devil as well. Her gaze on her approaching foes, instantly adjusting her stance. Her illusive movements, evading the two. Envy and his partner landing, the knight glancing back to her.
"For a long time, I did not know why others thought I can do anything. Though, it was their faith that made me even try to challenge the weapon of the gods." Her hand to her chest, slightly looking below.
"And despite how that ended, you still managed to surpass that weapon. You have a certain gift that is able to reach others, despite you being branded an abomination." Envy looking to the red moon.
An entity steadily returning, a seal growing weaker by the hour. Two on the platform of memories, their eyes on some clearing events, the Seraph facing away from them.
A devil's low morale, those stacking on a great weight on her shoulders. Eventually rising to her challenge, joining in arms with others, running towards a battle with little chance for success.
These branding actions, a person's growing reputation. The knight shortly looking to her, aiming his spear at her, his thickening malice. Emotions flowing in the dusk, two souls sounding in the dread.
"You are not someone bound by fate, but a being able to create new possibilities. And so, I will like to see how you plan to break Hades control over me." The Accursed's serious eyes on her.
A devil's curse from birth, those branding her a threat. A simple life falling apart, the growing weight over the passing years. A small moment of happiness coming, this eventually slipping away.
Someone living in torment for a long time, enduring her despair. That maiden breaking free one day, carrying the chains on her body. Her shaky wings, her soul wishing for the endless sky again. Darkness flowing from her, slowly repairing her injuries.
Her moving feet, bursting through the field. The horse charging at her, an animal burning in azure fire. Ramming its body towards her, the demon rushing her claw forward, stopping its assault. Slightly shifting her gaze, seeing Envy coming in from the side, his weapon nearing her.
Revealing the blade in her gauntlet, immediately connecting it. The sharp end of the spear missing her face, her great force against the two. One from the abyss slowly returning, meeting her challenges at hand.
A soft heart wishing to save another, her wandering mind on a solution. The knight immediately leaping away, his careful vision on her.
The maiden increasing her force on the horse, throwing it to the air. Immediately shifting her gaze to Envy, instantly unveiling the blade in her shoe. Swiftly launching a high kick, stopping his spear.
The animal shortly landing, shaking off the attack, soon shifting its attention to the demon. Cyra pulling away from the Accursed, soon lunging forward, colliding her talon into Envy's weapon.
"Your complete awakening is almost here, I can see you much more clearly now." The knight's solemn tone.
"I am aware, and I won't run this time..." Her mild voice.