A deeply struggling person, someone bottling her feelings. Her low trust in others, steadily making her way along her route. A goddess learning to let down her guard, relishing in these simple feelings.
The few eventually finding themselves at the end of the town, dust flowing along the quiet area. Stores in a poor state, rubble everywhere.
Their path cutting off, nothing in the vast distance. Everyone taking out their phones, searching for a single. None able to get a bar, their increasing unease.
"Ugh...I thought for sure it would be easier to get a signal at night. Yet nothing at all..." Sera's slightly shaking hand.
"Sera, what about the program you made? Can't you do something with it?" Ava turning to the woman, folding her arms.
"I wish I could, but it is not reacting at this moment..." The woman looking to the maiden.
"So what now...?" Dabria's hands to her chest.
Those coming into a town, yet unable to leave it. A place binding them within its grasp, revealing to them its true state. Keeping them in its horrors, pressing down the weight on them.
The few searching the area, soon coming across a seal. Their eyes on it, Sera's attention on the matter.
A risk to arrest Dale, her mind on the method to do so. A woman wishing to keep a deity away from the troubles, her desire for the maiden to enjoy an easier life. Those companions soon facing the other, shortly calming themselves a bit.
"This place feels like a ghost town. Hey Dabria, how would you react if you found out you were dead?" Sera's finger to her chin, her careful words.
"Well, that just gives me more time to haunt Ava, hehe." Happily grabbing onto the maiden's arm.
"N—not funny..." The entity uneasily looking away.
"She's such a sweet girl." Sera giggling.
A night leading them to a dead end, yet these blissful moments between them. A seal keeping them in place, their uncertainty on a solution to go forward.
An enemy in the shadows, his eyes on the deity, a person moving pieces into place. The few soon heading back for the night, pleasantly speaking with the other.
Ava setting her sword down by her desk, her distant eyes on it. Dabria sitting on the bed, her hand to her chest.
Both wearing nightgowns, their minds on their venture. The two shortly lying down together in the dark room, the young woman's mind on her companion.
A person unable to leave, this chance to her. The deity's wish to find the pure one, a precious partner dying fifty years ago.
The goddess feeling movements from underneath the blanket, a hand touching her own, soon crossing her fingers with the individual.
"Mind telling me a bit more about your life? Well, your current one that is." Dabria soft voice.
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"Sure..."
It was the least I could do, for keeping her death to myself. They say a god can do anything, but here I am...unable to do anything...
An innocent girl coming into her life, bringing weight into her empty world. The young woman steadily making her way back to her past, her desire to find two to her heart. Both in the quiet night, enemies lurking outside, avoiding the entity's wrath.
"As you know, I lived anything but a good life. There were four of us...me, my brother, mother, and father. I never figured out why our parents were cruel, I lived years enduring abuse from them. I took on that pain to protect my little brother from them. When I fell ill, he went to try and get them to provide help. They attacked him...and I could not stand it anymore. So, I took out a dagger. As you might guess...I killed them. I was shortly separated from Dillon, and sent to a mental hospital. I wish I can tell you something nice, but it is not like I have good memories, I do not have a positive outlook on this world. I kill because I have to, not because I want to..." Ava depressingly looking at her companion.
"I see, it was always hard on you. Though, I think this is what is amazing about you. You keep going, even when a normal person would give up by now. I can admire that, and all your efforts led to our meeting, so at least this much is nice." The girl softly smiling at the maiden.
You are right. If I had given up, I would not have met you, Sasha, Lily, Sera, and Selica. I am grateful for this...
An individual walking in the black abyss, surviving on her own. Her eyes on one, wishing to bring her brother back into her arms.
These boiling sentiments within her, fearing the worst on his condition. A person putting up a barrier between herself and others, one bringing it down, thawing her icy heart.
Within the horrific night, enemies kicking down Sera's door. The woman facing the direction, her increasing unease. Dale walking in, his sinister smile at her.
"Ah yes, I have observed her bond with you. It will make quite a nice addition to her despair, it should not be long now." The principal holding his hands behind his back.
"If you think I will just roll over and die, you are sorely mistaken!" directing her dagger at him.
One wishing to draw out a goddess' potential, believing in her ability to bring about change. Requiring her complete awakening, moving his pieces on the board. Unleashing what is within her, witnessing her magnificent display.
Ava lying awake in bed, the hazel girl resting against her companion. The young woman looking to the ceiling, thinking back to her past. A sister willing to kill, her sounding soul towards a precious person.
A girl coldly glaring at her father, her soft, sinister grin at him. Ava turning his vision to her direction, soon stabbing down. Piercing his eye, splashing blood on her. Great stress on her, the individual's high fever.
The boy behind her, shaking at the sight. A sister refusing to remain silent, protecting her younger brother from their parents. The two remaining there, some time going by.
The opening door, Ava hearing approaching movements. Her attention in the direction, seeing people taking away the small one. The boy's great fear, resisting their pull, his hand towards her.
"Ava! Ava!! Ava!!!"
"Dillon! Let him go!" lunging at them.
Racing along her dark route, reaching for the kid. Shadowy hands grabbing her, harshly pulling her back. Tears in her eyes, screaming out to him. Heavily breathing, her weak body. Some people walking in, seeing her wounds.
The girl pulling against her bondage, those not listening to her, some pity in their eyes. Ava bashing her head behind into one, coming free for a bit, quickly lunging at a few ahead.
Many quickly tackling her, pinning her to the ground. Her heavy heart, watching her brother move further away, immediately sounding her voice.
"Dillon! I promise! I will find you!" shouting to him.
An old promise forever within her, these never dying feelings. An individual long ago washing away in the waves, creating an eternal cycle. Her heart pleading for her brother, her silent voice for a long time.
A person refusing to remain quiet, eventually bursting through towards her past. Many pursuing her, her hazy memories. Ava glancing to her partner, shortly closing her eyes.
I made him a promise, that I will find him. That message from him, knowing that I had to come. I kill because I have to, not because I want to. I will continue to do so, until he is back in my arms. Hopefully at that time, I can also find you, Dabria...