Standing in place, these tormenting memories. One with her, constantly guiding her. Destroying those shadowy hands, extending her arm to the young woman.

Her eyes on this innocent one, reaching onward. Gripping her hand, rising to her feet. This dark abyss, both looking onward. That slim light, their direction to go forward.

Looking to the other, nodding in agreement. Heading down this way, a new actuality before them. The serious goddess, aiming her blade at her foe. His unease at her, slightly stepping away.

"This life we forged together, I will not let anyone trample on it." Coldness from Ava.

"This conflict will never end, but that is fine. What we had created is enough for us." Dabria folding her arms.

"Selfishness is what guides you two." That man shaking his head from left to right.

"Sometimes, it is okay to be." That hazel one faintly smiling.

Two in this abyss, one lighting the way. Leading the path onward, that goddess following her partner.

Defending her from threats, not making these mistakes again. Racing onward, her sword afar. Clashing against this foe, their crossing blades.

Pushing against the other, their resolves towards their goal. These flowing streams, moving around each other, deflecting weapons.

Not backing down, sweeping her sword off the land. Crashing it against her target, this heavy attack.

That one skidding back, pursuing her foe. His increasing speed, targeting the hazel one. Nearing her, this alarming her. Closing her eyes, her hands to her chest.

Nothing happening, slowly opening her vision. This enemy in the air, negative spikes impaling him. Blood dripping below, that young woman facing away.

"Sorry Dabria, but I cannot bring back Inai, and those within it. This power is unstable, as you can see..." Distantly looking at her hand.

"Inai is in the past Ava, and while it is difficult. I would rather have this life with you, than to go back. It is time to move forward." Walking up to the deity.

Facing her, looking at her, she is far stronger than I can ever be. Witnessing her warm smile on me, it gives me hope...

Holding in emotions, this tearing away at her. Thinking on that day, those continuously haunting nightmares.

Wondering on a difference, believing in betraying the innocent one. A pure individual moving past this, creating a new way forward, wanting to do so with the goddess.

Their close bond, this unsettling dusk. Monsters lurking in the shadows, eyes on them. Fearing one, keeping their distance. Ascending up the stairs, entering into the church.

The dusty area, benches in shambles. Scattering parts, the foul stench. Another shift to the goddess' attention, that entity glancing behind.

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"It is impressive, how they can manipulate this reality." Facing in the direction.

"Yeah, and this time, we will make sure future enemies think twice before targeting us." That hazel one's hand on her waist.

"Indeed, let us go." Ava moving onward.

Maybe alone I cannot do anything, but with her, the possibilities are endless...

An ending to three, a goddess unable to bear it. Unleashing what is within, her unstable power. Rewriting reality, enemies acting on this.

Manipulating her power, overriding her influence. Holding the pieces in their hands, targeting these two. Not allowing for this any longer, those companions proceeding onward.

Walking down this dark path, warmth in the area. That shining light at the end of this blackness, proceeding in their direction. Leaving the church, standing from above.

Their eyes on three men in black robes, those foes residing at the bottom. Pointing at the goddess, malevolence circling her, her unease. This force surrounding her, binding her in place.

"Just who are you people...?" Ava struggling against the influence.

Steadily approaching enemies, this lavender one racing in front of her partner. Refusing their path, those uncaring foes.

Drawing closer, their weapons in hand. The hazel individual's hasty chest, shaking a bit. These opponents before her, their calm expressions.

Images running through the young woman, blood to her mind. Screaming from those to her heart, unable to do anything.

Forcing against her restraints, her sparking energy. Her harsh negativity, releasing a violent wave. Crashing it against these men, hitting them away.

Landing at the bottom, their eyes on this development. One revealing out of the darkness, her white eyes.

Her long hair reflecting the sun, her black armor, her noble ruinous cape extending down from the lower half of her back.

That malefic sword in her hand, scales flowing along its length. Breaking her shackles, fury in her gaze. Descending those stairs, Dabria following along.

Not repeating mistakes, rising to her challenges. These people invading her life, bringing about this horror. Shortly before her targets, glaring at them.

"One with the ability to change reality, yet refusing to take this risk." The first swinging out his arm.

"Everything can go away with the snap of your fingers." The second shaking his head from left to right.

"It can all end, but yet you choose to be selfish." The third scowling.

"Selfish, yeah, I am. All I care about are those close to me, and I am fine with this." Ava's hand on her waist.

Countless years in torment, continuously reincarnating. Never stopping abuse, searching for her younger brother.

Enduring this pain, racing down a black path. Coming upon one of innocence, her slowly changing world.

Opening more, integrating into a normal setting. Gratefulness to this one, selfishly holding on. A mistake from old, steadily moving past it.

Seeing her way out of this darkness, this pure person guiding her onward. Opposing these enemies, her feverish heart. Her crushing pressure, her violently burning soul.

"There are three of us, can you really keep her safe? Or are you willing to bargain?" one glancing to Dabria.

Those in this area, shadows in the distance. Eyes on them, not acting. Awareness on this, an unsettling situation.

That hazel one moving back a bit, unease from her. Her hands to her chest, her hasty heart. That goddess thinking on an answer, not knowing the capabilities of these foes.

Going far, overriding her influence. Commanding this place, leading them to the church. Glancing back, a chance existing.

Betting on it, a way to protect one close to her. Stepping in front of her partner, directing her sword at the three, her sharp eyes.

"Dabria, head to the church, I will protect you until then. Do not come out until the problem is over." Her eyes to the lavender one.

"A—alright, be-careful..." Dabria turning, racing up the stairs.

I have had it with these Death Ends, today is when we move past this cycle.

Life and death, two sides of the same. Possibilities at hand, countless playing scenarios. One within its tides, washing away in its madness.

Constantly resetting, searching for betterment. A way to leave this torment, locking onto this opportunity. Racing down this black path, a dear one with her.

Both tackling this issue, refusing to relent. Those rushing enemies, their target in sight. Trailing the hazel one, that young woman dashing in front.

Deflecting the attack of one, another slipping by her. Grabbing the enemy in front of her, hurling him at the second. Knocking them down, racing to her companion.