Slowly rising sentiments in the dusk, a night steadily leading one from old towards the surface. The individual's hazy memories, trying to make sense of the pieces. An enemy of the worlds, a person residing in the deepest abyss.
These feelings eating away at her, two sides reflecting one. Walking along her route, yearning for the end of the nightmare. The maiden soon confronting the vampire, that being blocking her way.
"Not yet." He warns.
"What do you mean?" folding her arms, her suspicious eyes on him.
"That angel and Hades have to wait, something of more grave importance has revealed itself." Turning from her, looking into the velvet moon.
A steadily turning wheel, the intensifying threat in the dusk. A heart reaching into the endless distance, yearning to free themselves from their shackles. Mysteries in the terror, many questions plaguing the young woman's mind.
Two underneath the crimson light, a curse blanketing countless in its path. A more concerning problem coming up, Cyra's attention on the matter.
"Clarify." Her sharp gaze.
The vampire scratching the back of his head, shortly facing her. A person continuously pushing onward, eternally engraving her feverish heart. A long time since her true happiness, a crushing weight to his mind.
An individual tackling their great challenges, shouting her soul. Admiring her burning determination, those old desires slowly reaching to the surface again.
"Have you ever heard of the Harmonizer?" sighing from him.
"Harmonizers were once a race set into place to guard this world, but they have been long lost to history." Slightly looking down, thinking on this knowledge.
"Right, well, there was one left. One that came from a long descent." Folding his arms.
The gently flowing breeze, information catching her interest. Fixating her crimson eyes on him, wondering on the connecting point. An unsettling direction, these troubles before her. A grim war in her hands, steadily proceeding forward.
"Explain if you will." Her hand on her waist.
"Hades wants the body of the Harmonizer to further his own power. If he gets that body, I am afraid there won't be anyone that can stop him. His power is already mighty, such an amplification will make him almost impossible to kill."
Worrying knowledge to her, her weak state in the conflict. Carefully thinking on the vampire's words, soon determining the truth in his message. Something within grabbing at her, the maiden unable to shake this familiar feeling from him. A person possibly turning a blind eye to the devil at one point, her uncertainty on it.
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"Where is this Harmonizer?" interest from her.
"The Harmonizer is dead." Slightly looking away.
"Then what is the problem?" positioning her arms in a thinking posture.
A great race long ago, one meeting their end in the dusk. The vampire's mind on a similar ability to her own, Hades slowly approaching his goal. This worsening night, more conflicts arising with each passing moment.
"One of the previous knights of the late king is working with Hades, he is trying to restore Raiser's body. If this happens, there is no telling of the chaos that can rain down on the worlds." Unease from him.
His quickly beating chest, thinking on the one in the depths of the abyss. The time not right, needing to draw her to the surface. An entity able to bring forward miracles, his mind on their guiding hand long ago.
The young woman's hand to her chin, assessing the information. Knowledge not for humans, a grand power in their hands. The maiden moving along her dark road, believing there is light in the deepest of darkness.
"Where is this knight?" Cyra verifying.
A man betraying his kingdom, seeking after his wish. His crushing despair, desperately trying to reclaim the past. His great hatred for the king, acting on his desire.
The vampire's unrest, his mind on the maiden's growth. One venturing through the dusk, tackling her challenges. Thinking on an old being, this last bit of hope with them.
"He is heading to the Royal Crypts. By using some remains of the King, ashes even, he can restore the body by using ancient alchemy." Gesturing his arm to her.
"I see, then I suppose my other half will have to wait." Turning from him.
His eyes on the maiden, feeling her increasing malice. Sadly looking away, his desire to see them again. An individual taking a massive risk, betting everything on a small chance. These pieces on the board, an entity slowly making her way back to her past.
"Follow me, I know a way out of here." His hand on his waist.
"You are coming with me?" glancing back to him.
A surprising development to her, one deciding to act. A vampire unable to remain in place anymore, someone pushing the pieces in a new direction. His belief in an old entity, a heart able to turn the tiniest possibility into a reality.
"At this point, no more sleeping. It's about time I start pulling a bit of my weight." Propping his arms behind his head.
"I see...may I ask a question?" slightly looking away, sorrow from her eyes.
"Go ahead."
"Did you know a god by the name of Valor?" hope in her voice.
"I guess you can say that." Lowering his arms.
Facing the demon, taking a step towards him. Her quickly beating heart, one searching for her companion for many hours. Her torturous sentiments, refusing to believe her other half's words. This opportunity to her, her desire to know about her old friend's state.
"Do you have any idea where he is?" her eager tone.
"He is in hiding at the moment." His head a bit below
"Hiding you say? From whom?" her surprise.
A great being secluding himself, this deeply striking knowledge to her. The young woman's unsettling feeling, her growing concern. A critical situation on them, yet a small bit of hope shining in the darkness.
"From Hades. You really do not remember...do you...?" sadly looking at her.
Pieces missing from her memories, the maiden's uncertainty on the past. A person searching through the dusk, holding onto the smallest chance. Sentiments clawing away at her, her deep despair. A cold chill running down her spine, unease grabbing at her.
"Rose said the same thing, what am I not remembering?" holding the side of her head, her vision to the ground.
"He lost much of his power protecting you from Hades, it's why you are in that form."
Hearing about his condition, fear gripping her. Her old friend protecting her, someone suffering great wounds. An individual covering his tracks, avoiding the enemies in the shadows.
"Remember."
The vampire's echoing words, her pulsing body. Pain deeply striking at her mind, powerful emotions flowing through her. The maiden's agonizing heart, yet her great will to press onward. Refusing to flee, memories flooding back into her.