An entity's mistake leading towards the countdown to ruin, one approaching her complete awakening. That old heart slowly surfacing, shouting what is within. Two meeting in the dusk, both walking along a dark path.
Their connecting hearts, these flowing sentiments in the horror. Both breaking away from the other, speedily circling one another.
The young woman crashing her claw into the Knight of Darkness' weapon, immediately pushing it aside. Instantly launching an uppercut, narrowly missing the knight dashing away.
The Accursed leaping above, locking onto her below. The maiden slightly shifting her attention behind, seeing the horse charging at her. Two closing in on her, her serious vision.
Feeling their crushing pressures against her, these two coming at her with the resolves in their souls. Rushing to the side in the last moment, the horse immediately stopping themselves, their partner colliding into the land.
The surroundings burning by the second, thick miasma around them. The young woman stepping back, glancing behind her, seeing the edge of the castle wall. Her sharp vision, soon shifting her eyes back to her foes.
"Don't even think about flying. If you fall, I will immediately end you." Directing his spear at her.
An opponent steadily remembering his past, noting her pattern. This gripping negativity in him, its great influential force over him. Putting his faith in her, presenting her a large challenge.
Believing in her miracles, that light in the darkness. Malice intensely building from the Accursed and his companion, the maiden clenching her claw in and out.
Those enemies circling blackness, unleashing many rays at her. Her moving feet, slashing them out of the way with her talon. Racing around the many assaults, closing in on her foes.
These two meeting her in kind, lunging at her. Three hearts underneath the dusk, their desires within leading them onward. Each meeting on a similar plane, their wish for an end to the madness.
Crashing into one another, a powerful wave splashing in the area. The young woman sliding back on her feet, refusing to give in. Pushing onward, leaping above. Diving to the horse, grabbing their head, slamming them into the land.
Immediately shifting her head, the knight's spear narrowly missing her. Instantly moving to the knight with her claw, the Accursed rendering his elbow into her face.
"Ugh..." Cyra stepping back a bit.
Shaking off the impact, her stern vision onward. The horse rising to their feet, hitting their hoof against the ground. The knight racing at her, aiming his spear at her. Holding her stance, witnessing the approaching weapon.
Grabbing it with her claw, pushing it aside. Closing in the distance, the horse moving in from the side. Ramming her aside, their great force on her. Enduring it, those two nearing enemies.
Dark spears raining down, the maiden leaping away, immediately shredding some apart. Her foes surrounding her from both ends, this graveyard of weapons around her.
Its increasing negativity, violently exploding. Emerging out of it, her massive shadowy claw. Slamming down on the two, hitting them above. Blood streaming from her body, instantly locking onto her opportunity.
Leaping towards them, Envy's sister standing there, sadly gripping her arms. The devil barraging her enemies from every direction, soon revealing the blade in her shoe.
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Slashing down at them, hitting the two into the ground. Descending on her enemies, electricity releasing from her claw. Crashing into them, crushing them with waves of lightning, exploding the field.
The young woman shortly standing, looking at both on the ground. Hades influence repairing the two, forcing them to battle. Lowering her head, biting her lip in frustration.
"I am sorry, as it stands now. I am not strong enough to break Hades curse on you...but maybe..."
"Whatever your decision is, I will trust in you, Iconoclast." His weak smile to her.
An idea in her mind, unable to act on it at the moment. Betting it on the possibility from another, this night providing her the opportunity. The demon glancing back, seeing the woman's sorrowful eyes on her.
A hard choice in the Iconoclast's hands, yet a person having to move forward. Shifting her vision back to the two, raising her claw in front of them. Unleashing the darkness from within her, washing them away in its wave.
Iconoclast...no matter the trials ahead, you must keep pushing. My time is over, and I thank you for freeing me at last...
A heart eternally suffering, someone continuously making difficult decisions. Having to proceed down her path, feverishly seeking after what is within.
Those years flowing through her, her steadily returning memories. The clearing darkness, the young woman's eyes on the empty area in front of her. Her increasing anger, sadness from her vision.
"I have not given up yet, Envy..." Cyra turning, slightly lowering her head.
An individual existing underneath the bleeding light, the dusk growing more unrestful. Countless fearing her approach, a person damning the worlds many years ago. Someone pushing onward, never stopping towards her goal.
Feeling the cold breeze against her, walking along her dark path. Spirits surrounding her, guiding her along a road of light. Shifting her gaze to a route leading lower into the castle, two awaiting her below.
"One more Accursed remains, I can also feel Rose nearby." Her sharp vision.
Two halves once whole, both opposing one another, yet meeting on a common line. The death angel's efforts in the ruinous field, a heart looking over the maiden. The young woman's eyes to the velvet moon, her wish to put a close to their feud.
A person approaching her old days, her rising heart. Those steadily clearing memories, her powerful resolve. Keeping her lessons firmly within her, remembering her many experiences.
"My other half, please...I wish to put our problems behind us." Cyra's sad voice.
Turning her attention ahead, her claw reverting to normal. Carrying her heavy weight, moving onward in the dusk. Deep underground, Rose floating in place, feeling the young woman's pressure. A weak one coming far, tackling their challenges in the night.
A heart strongly sounding, refusing to remain quiet. The proud death angel, her slight smile. No matter, her fury at her depths. Continuously forcing forward, reaching after her desire.
"Well done, Cyra. Keep going, we will settle our conflict soon. Still, what is this presence I feel coming from you...?" Rose looking up to the long pathway.
One from the shadows steadily returning, someone increasing the unrest in the night. An individual's steadily returning memories, instilling fear into countless souls. Further back in the room, Hades within his seal, his growing frustration.
Another falling to the maiden, that person rising to her challenges. A familiar power from her, the deity unable to clarify the connection. His mind on the possibility of clashing with her far in the past, his elevating aggravation.
"Envy has fallen, and her power rises again. Someone who constantly grows stronger...who exactly are you...?" his sharp vision.
A dragon's mistake, someone contacting the young woman. Everything linking to his goal, yet that one error setting forward a chain in a different direction. An entity's weak state, a person proceeding through the dusk.
The young woman surpassing many obstacles, slowly unleashing her black soul. The Lord of Darkness deeply thinking on the past, his foggy memories. Along the castle walls, Cyra standing in front of a path leading lower.
Feeling a certain Accursed, anger expressing from her eyes. Those strongly surfacing sentiments, her desire to see it through to its end. Her squad long ago, one brutalizing them. Years going by, this coming chance to finish old business.
"Lust, you will not escape me again." Her stern eyes.
Her steadily clearing memories, remembering a horrific scene. A few surrounding her, Kain, Rick, Emily, and Martha. These precious people to her heart, their visions on the maiden.
Emily gripping the young woman's hand, their reassuring smile to her. The demon looking to each of them, everyone nodding in agreement. Shifting her eyes on the route below, her serious expression.
"Rose, when I am finished with Lust, we will put an end to our feud." Her soft voice.
I waited a long time for this opportunity, to be able to end the one who took the lives of my family. And once I am successful, I will continue running down my path. To see my deepest desire to its conclusion...