Memories of one, her sorrowful voice. Only able to listen, these frustrating feelings. Inflicting harm onto this hazel one, taking her away from her home. Planning in mind, preparing her for a terrible event. Wanting her days of joy again, concerning with the young woman. Those once of the church, working underneath their gaze. Not in awareness on cruelty, believing in this way. Information concealing in the shadows, searching further. Unraveling a pattern, coming upon the truth, some missing pieces. Enough in disapproving, challenging their leader. That day constantly plaguing the maiden, someone overwhelming her, an innocent individual falling into their game. Her manifesting hatred, unleashing it on countless.

Two walking through a burning town, bodies engulfing in flames. Falling debris, echoing screams, their ruinous surroundings. Immense pain, not caring for others. Eliminating a stronghold, crushing their hopes. An action from the past, proceeding in her way. One sweeping along in the crossfire, companions separating. Her direction in going forward, these regretful sentiments. This passing day, darkness setting in. That bleeding moon shining down its light, those in the woods. Trees around, unfriendly terrains, crawling bugs. Smaller animals about, dampness at parts. Fire in the dusk, two sitting across from one another. Uncertainty from the young man, thinking on a way to approach her.

"You not hungry?" his hand behind his head.

"Since giving up my humanity, I do not feel hunger..." Slightly looking away.

"Weird, but I suppose it might have something to do with the situation." Folding his arms, his vision below.

A contract with a demon, this affecting her body. Hatred fueling her, resolve reflecting her power. Possibility in affecting other functions, fineness with it. A hindrance before, blackness driving her forward. Holding onto the tiniest chance, this shining hope inside of her. Racing in a lonely abyss, avoiding shadowy hands. Reaching for that faint light, shouting her soul. Apologizing to her partner, stopping her movements. Falling to her knees, that one moving further away. Lowering her head, frustratingly pounding the ground. That young man observing her, a heavy burden on her.

"I...understand why you are doing this, the reason."

Sentiments within, those normal emotions. These guiding feelings, resisting the reason of others. Conflict forever existing, many playing within its madness. Some finding a ground, living out their lives. Others pushing onward, refusing to relent. Clashing against ideals, believing in their way, selfishness guiding their path. Similarity in her own, not agreeing with this church. Wanting to bring someone back into her arms, her harsh methods. Her willingness to commit atrocities, longing for that one from the past. Movements in the distance, those two looking in the direction. A woman in view, her crimson hair tying back, her violet top and brown bottom.

"You got to be joking, I am back here again?!" her hands to her chest, fury in her tone.

"Ah...something wrong...?" Zeke gesturing his hand to her.

"Huh?" this surprising the woman.

Mysteries of this world, those existing in its vastness, their unlikely meeting with another. Different realities, a chance of an encounter. That bleeding moon shining its light upon two, a friendship forming between them. Small at first, their developing bond. Bliss in it, cherishing their time with each other. Learning much, opening herself to possibilities. Not caring now, her attention away from this person. That woman approaching the two, standing by the fire. A bit relieving of this, others in this place.

"I have been trying to get out of these woods for hours..." Sighing, her hand covering her face.

Words catching their attention, one in this area for hours. Unable to get out, this frustrating her. Noting her message, that young man taking out his map. Carefully trailing his finger, tracing these points. These woods upon them, his trembling gaze. Slapping his forehead, an error on his part. Those recently escaping a town ablaze, not effectively plotting beforehand. Trouble on their hands, this grave situation. Tapping down with his finger, trying to think of something. This confusing the two, wondering on their dilemma.

"I made a mistake, these woods are a trap by the church..." His shaking fists, scowling a bit.

"Explain a bit more." Isa’s serious eyes.

"These woods are a place where they get rid of their enemies. To get out, we will have to solve a bit of a complex puzzle." Punching the ground at his side.

Thinking a bit on his words, remembering something. Importance on avoiding a place, her own error in this. Many wandering in its vastness, death claiming them. A terrible trap, never questioning it. Those living their lives, protecting what is to them. Another mistake on her end, ignoring some details. Foolishness in this, once a puppet to the church. Following their orders, taking away the freedom of others. Keeping many in line, a soldier of her. Her time in imprisonment, this widening her vision. Actions from the past, this leading to her current situation.

"If I try to level this place from within, it will be absorbed and redirected at me." Isa folding her arms, looking away a bit.

"What? So you mean we got to solve this deathtrap?" the whining woman, lowering herself in disappointment.

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"Sadly so..." Sighing from the young man.

Two walking into this, a deadly area, the harsh church. Many wandering into it, few escaping. An unnerving problem, having to play along. This challenge before her, not giving in. Her vision setting on her path, one residing at the end of loneliness. Wanting to apologize, wishing to bring her partner back to her. Days of old, yearning to live it again. A land from afar, its massive structure. Those proud pillars, a quiet evening. From within, passing along benches. Statues lining the corners, Armand sitting in front of one. His vision on a goddess, calmly gazing onward.

"How will you escape this, Isa?" interest in his voice.

Eliminating a point, scarring a town. Her displaying hatred, this one fast approaching. Her vision in mind, increasing success. Adapting cruelty, playing a similar game. A nearing night, that man's goal. One able to stop their sorrow, these endless conflicts. Another standing in their way, her powerful resolve. Hesitation not in her blade, striking down allies from her past. Destroying those once under her protection, a heart following its way. Her short time, a fearsome opponent. From above, a room away from the rest. Elina sitting on the bed, her wrist chaining to it, some filth on her brown dress. Her attention to the window, those moving her around, cruelness upon her. Inflicting harm, never ending torment. Night and day, this treatment to her. Worrying about her partner, something not right.

"Isa..."

Her increasing abilities, sensing her companion afar. This concerning situation, that energy in her location. Wishing for her safety, her quickly beating chest. One escaping her confinement, changing her body. Embracing corruption, her feverish heart. Coming after that one of the past, determination from her. Defeating her enemies, her cruel methods. Wanting to see her again, yearning for those days once more. Believing in her decisions, trusting in her. Those in the woods, three far inside. That young woman positioning her arms in a thinking posture, unable to clarify a way out.

"Ellis, you okay?" the young man's vision to her.

"Yeah...I just feel bad that I can't do anything..." Holding her arms, some sadness to her.

"Hey, if it is any consolation. I screwed up, and can't do anything as well. Sorry about that..." Embarrassingly holding his hand behind his head.

"Think nothing of it you two, this is merely another obstacle." That maiden's hand on her waist.

Another coming into her life, weirdness in this. Unlikely occurrences, these streaming lines. Paths breaking off, intersecting with her own. Reason in going forward, those in a similar direction. Aligning hearts, not bending to this trap. Remembering the earlier times, not wishing to meet others. Her strict companion, enlightening her way. Her expanding vision, gratefulness to the hazel one. That woman observing her surroundings, something catching her attention. An azure flower, moving in the direction. Those noticing, following her. Standing before it, Ellis kneeling to it. Extending her hand, the young woman gripping her wrist. This confusing them, both looking at her.

"Please, do not touch this..."

"Okay..."

That rising person, uncertainty in her. This chilling feeling, those cold eyes from the maiden. Not wishing to upset her, the young man noting this. A difference in her mood, remembering the cathedral, similarity in it. Watching her kneel to the object, her distant gaze. Another one of these, a memory. These belonging to one to her heart, those pulling her through this madness. Trying to contain her anger, reaching forward. Touching it, that disintegrating flower. A spreading blue light, this surrounding her. That voice from her partner, sadness in it.

It has been so long since I had a rest, these terrains being too much. Falling a few times, those whipping me back up. The pain I feel does not compare to that of our parting, this place, these people. I know...these are not those you devoted your life to protect. I just wish...we can be together again. Please...be safe, Isa...

Enduring these emotions, feeling her pain. Awareness on her devotion, believing in her path. Forcing onward, her determination. Speaking of her jobs, that innocent one learning more about her. Performing her duties, not questioning it in those days. Some passing time, words from another bringing this to her attention. An action leading to despair, these frustrating feelings. Her helpless feeling, unable to do anything. Companions witnessing her sadness, silence from them. That continuing message, directions for these woods. Her partner noting it through her sorrow, that maiden rising to her feet. Distantly moving ahead, this distressing situation. Allies following along, wondering on her experience. Eventually reaching the end, a grassy path ahead.

"Finally out, but how did you know?" Zeke folding his arms.

"I understand now, that was a flower containing the memory of someone. Given your reaction, they were someone dear to you." Ellis stepping forward, her hand to her chest.

Sense in this, stopping that woman from touching it. Not wishing for another to experience it, this only of her right. Withstanding dread, her aching heart. Directions to leave the woods, someone aiding her. Gratefulness to that innocent one, a person continuously guiding her. The young man understanding this, those to the heart, facing it in their own way. Keeping it to herself, a burden on her. Slightly looking away, sadness in this. Facing the two, sighing from her. Going against the church, those with her.

"Elina is her name, someone who is very close to me. The church has her captive, it has been this way for four years..." Frustratingly lowering her head.

"Similarly to yourself, my reason is pretty much the same for my hatred of the church." Propping his arms behind his head.

"I was trying to warn of the church, with some evidence at that. However, I was chased into those woods. If you are going up against them, then I can have more confidence, so count me in." Ellis faintly smiling.

Aligning points, similar goals between them. Each confronting the church, their livelihoods no more. Ill sentiments, opposing the rationality of these people. Embracing their way, shouting what is within. Those knowing pain, their hearts in bondage. Not remaining in silence, powerfully pushing ahead. One amongst them, her feverish conviction. Giving up her humanity, spearheading her way into their heart. Destroying strongholds, spreading chaos, weakening influence.

One in her mind, yearning to bring this one back into her arms. Her attention on the woods, her blade afar. Two gazing at her, witnessing her leaping high. Blackness violently releasing from her, locking onto the area. Swinging her blade, unleashing this darkness. A revealing barrier, that force crashing against it, shattering it. Shredding the earth, setting it ablaze. Landing below, resting her vision on it. Calmness from her, facing away. Moving onward, her companions trailing behind her.

She knew me better than anyone else. These are not the people I devoted my life for, these are but monsters for me to slay. Those two with me as well, they having a similar reason. Wait for me Elina, I am nearing you with each passing day...