A heart in the darkness for a long time, someone wandering in its lonely abyss. Eventually meeting another, a person revealing something more to the surface.
The maiden standing in a mountain load of corpses, an individual unable to keep her friend away from the madness. A sister wishing to bring her brother back into her arms, yearning for his safety.
Pressing onward in the dusk, Dabria sadly following behind. The young woman's eyes on her foes in the shadows, keeping them away with her presence.
Both shortly arriving at the park, blood coating the area. Trees on the ground, benches in pieces. Limbs everywhere, a playground scattering with organs.
"I—I think I am going to be sick..." Dabria covering her mouth, her pale expression.
"You and I both, come on...let us head further in..." Ava's unease.
A horrifyingly sickening situation, their hasty hearts at the sight. Thinking on the worst, both wishing to believe in another end. The two soon proceeding, trailing the many pieces.
Shortly finding themselves in an open field, a creature of darkness ahead. The individual standing on two legs, their wide arms and twin horns, those sharp fangs.
Sasha's head in their hand, horror in her vision, blood streaming down. Dabria falling to her knees, her quickly beating chest, tears in her eyes. The girl screaming out, catching the monster's attention.
"You have got to be joking. Every time I think this place can't get anymore sick, it always amazes me...!" Ava fearfully gripping her arm.
"Desdemona, hm hm. I had a feeling you would be here tonight." The chuckling fiend.
An entity in the night, a devil showing himself in the horrific dusk. His confusing words to her, someone identifying her in another way.
Thinking on it for a bit, its familiarity to her. Shortly pushing it out of mind, her cautious stance. The enemy standing on his side, raising Sasha's head.
The fiend soon crushing down on it, spilling its pieces. Brain matter, eyes, teeth scattering below. Dabria trembling, fearfully clutching her arms.
Their foe walking forward a bit, his sinister smile to Ava. The shaking maiden, feeling his immense pressure crushing down on her, her hasty heart.
"What a pitiful sight, you cowering in fear hm hm." Folding his arms.
"Wh—who are you...? Why the hell would you do this?!" anger in her eyes.
"Armdak you can call me. As for why I did it, it was to draw you out. Oh what I can do with your power if I devour you." His vision to the bleeding moon.
"Sasha..." Dabria quivering.
"D—Dabria! Pull yourself together! She's dead, and we both will be if you do not get up!" Ava glancing back, unease in her eyes.
Dabria is completely demoralized. The feeling from this guy, just the mere weight of his pressure is enough to make me feel out of breath...
A great foe before her, watching darkness shroud him. A fiend in the shadows, someone awaiting another. An individual setting a plan, drawing a student into the madness to lure one.
His chuckling sound in the night, a monster wishing to devour the maiden, seeking after her power. Ava extending her blade, holding a steady stance. Her strict eyes ahead, withstanding the massive pressure on her.
"Do not resist, come...let us be one heh heh..." Expanding his arms, calmly smiling at her.
"You are demented, no way in hell am I going to let you devour me..." Glaring at him.
Concerning with her companion, a person not in a good condition to move. A harsh actuality before them, the young woman standing in a dark abyss. Her eyes on the lavender one, the person on their knees.
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The maiden looking back for a bit, shortly returning her attention to the girl in front. Watching them fade before her vision, these unsettling sentiments within her.
The fiend raising his arms, harshly pounding the ground. Negative spikes rushing forward, scattering rubble along its path. Turning her foot a bit, Ava dashing onward. Racing around the attacks, some slightly missing her.
Leaping high, her sword over her other shoulder. Descending on her foe, their meeting eyes. His arm racing to her, grabbing her by the neck. The young woman dropping her blade, struggling against his grip.
"I suppose it is fortunate for me, that you are in such a pitiful state hm hm." Revealing his fangs.
"Tch...! D—dammit!"
A heart enduring cruelty over the years, embracing these malicious sentiments. Crushing countless in her way, racing after her younger brother. Mysteries surrounding a town, monsters emerging after the setting sun.
Her deep feelings, bloody hands surrounding her in the abyss. Dabria looking ahead, fixing her eyes on the occurence. The fiend moving his fangs closer to the maiden, the girl's wide vision, shortly screaming out.
"Ava!!!" a white energy flowing out of her.
Two in the darkness, a monster drawing closer. Bloody arms wrapping around the young woman, her uneasy eyes. Struggling against her foe, trying to break free.
Hearing the girl's echoing scream, unable to break free from her confinement. From behind the monster, the lavender one standing there, her strict eyes. Racing out, wrapping the enemy in her spirit.
"Ava, will you let it all end here? Or will you keep going further and fulfill your promise?" Dabria's soft voice.
Her words, something about it rung within me. I cannot die here, I will not die here...!
Three underneath the bleeding light, a great force binding Armdak. Someone not able to go further, his increasing unrest. Feeling the maiden's great pressure, her crushing malice. Darkness flowing out, stifling the fiend.
The monster dropping her, these unquenchable emotions crushing him. Blackness swirling around Ava, infusing into her body.
Sentiments breaking free, a dark void shrouding her. The young woman's hand shortly reaching out, unveiling a malefic gauntlet.
Her head emerging, revealing her long blonde hair and white eyes. Her black armor and dark feathery helm on her, a noble ruinous cape stretching down from the lower half of her back.
Extending her long sword, dark scales along its length, old symbols burning from it. A person corrupting once more, her overwhelming feelings.
"If you want to dance, now is the time, Armdak." Her soft, sinister smile.
"Damn...I see now..." Turning his attention to Dabria.
"Even after all these years Desdemona, she is the one that can draw out your true power." His serious expression.
His words felt true, it felt like I have known Dabria for a long time. What's more, even the name Desdemona, I feel like it is also my identity...
Thinking on his message, the maiden's increasing unrest. Secrets in the past, more questions turning up. Malice ripping away at the surroundings, her armor reflecting the light from the crimson moon.
Her attention to the demon, witnessing his hasty movements to her companion. His approaching arm, sharply feeling pain. His hand flying high, blood spilling in the dusk.
The fiend stepping away, gripping his wound. His uneasy eyes ahead, seeing Ava in front of Dabria. The girl's hand on the side of her head, feeling dizzy.
"If you have a death wish, then I will be more than happy to kill you." Her solemn voice.
"A—Ava..." Dabria focusing her attention ahead.
"Are you alright?" glancing back to her.
"I think so..." The girl's unease.
"Try to step off the battlefield and rest a bit." Ava looking ahead.
"R—right...be-careful..." The hazel one agreeing.
Two confronting underneath the red moon, blood thickly in the air. A heart seeking what is inside, running along her dark road.
Another in the abyss, a promise from old times. Ava's unsettling sentiments, wondering about its mysteries. Closing her stance, watching the monster's regenerating wound.
Malice concentrating, a new hand emerging. The fiend exhaling in fury, stomping down below. The girl soon moving to a safe distance, shortly watching from the sideline in concern.
"Why do you persist? You who have forsaken us." His strict tone.
"I do not know what you mean, but all that I am concerned with is finding my little brother..." Facing her side.
"And still seeking that dream, you do not change." Folding his arms.
"What do you mean?" her sharp tone.
What does he know about Dillon and I? After searching for so long, I finally have a worthy clue.
A sister roaming through the night, investigating a strange town. Someone withstanding horror around every end, continuously turning up empty. A person concerning with one's safety, clashing against the terrors in the dusk.
A pure one awakening something at her depths, allowing her soul to corrupt. The young woman racing down her path, running towards those from the past.
"Come quietly, and maybe I might tell you." Faintly smiling at her.
"How about I torture the answers out of you? If you know me, then you know I am not one to be negotiated with." Her cold voice.
"Heh, indeed. You do not change, and that is exactly why you will fail to save him." The demon cracking his knuckles.
"You lie! I will bring him home! No matter how many I have to crush!" hatred extending from her.
I could not believe him, staying how I am, that is what allows me to continue on. Doing whatever is necessary for Dillon, to be able to bring him home. I have chosen my direction, and I will keep pushing until he is safe.