Closing her eyes for a bit, taking in these feelings. Flowing along an eternal wave, countless coming in, extending their hands to her. A link powerfully connecting them, the young woman seeing it.
The Seraph's eyes on her, watching her ascend to the surface. Those great chains crushing the demon, her strongly sounding screams, violently shaking the realm.
Darkness and light discharging from her, crashing against her shackles, her harshly flashing energy. Shattering her bindings, shocking Elrich. Releasing her corpse, her spilling tears, pentagrams rapidly spiraling around her.
Cyra's soul passing into an endless stream, her brightly glowing crystal ring artifact. The demon's soon forming body, shortly shutting her eyes, spinning around.
Thick gold armor materializing on her, a noble crimson cape stretching down from the lower half of her back. Slightly raising her head, twin ovals appearing in front of her helm, floating there.
Her long black hair, a red ribbon tying at the end. Shortly motioning her hand across her face, opening her vision, her shining gold eyes.
That devil turning once more, a halo of sword rotating around her back. Extending her demon sword, the blade thinning in size, stretching long.
A weapon evolving to meet its challenge, emitting a crimson gleam. A stretching white light, blanketing the area in her warmth.
Innumerable feeling it, their eyes on her descending, the young woman soon floating above the land. Elrich looking at her, his increasing unease. Someone evolving again, a slim possibility coming into reality.
Malice leaving her body, shrouding the worlds in the night, the bleeding moon coming into view. One long ago hiding away, now returning to the top after many years.
"Her form..." Iris' surprise.
"Told you she'd come through!" Maria jumping in excitement.
"I see her, I truly feel her again..." Valor's slight smile.
A heart no longer in the shadows, someone revealing herself on the surface. Many coming to her aid, carrying some of her burdens. These people around her, many spanning for miles. All bearing witness to another miracle, a demon's undying soul. Her calm eyes on Elrich Velzar, putting away her katana.
"Why now of all times...?" the mage's unrest.
Her immense pressure crushing down on the field, petals wildly blowing everywhere. A person carrying these sentiments, selfishly pushing onward. Her goal in her mind, sharing it with many others.
Her spreading swords, rapidly firing them at her target. The mage leaping away, those weapons sticking into the land, surrounding him in a circle. Electricity violently releasing from them, binding him in their wrath.
"D--dammit...! This is far above from where you were before." His sharp vision on her.
"You are right, and it is because of them. I am weak, always have been. Though, it was always them who came and gave me a hand. And so, I will also give back, and show them one more miracle." Her calm voice, motioning her arm to her right.
"No...I will not accept this!" his strong tone.
Malice harshly flowing from him, spreading within the dusk. Surrounding the two in its might, shattering the bindings on him.
The young woman bursting through the area, sending her many swords at him. The mage hitting them away, soon clashing against her.
These two colliding throughout the field, the demon moving behind him. Instantly revealing her massive shadowy claw of a dragon, rushing at him, colliding it into him.
The man forcing against it, unleashing a devastating black force. Blasting her into the air, immediately expanding his arms.
"Fall into the depths of the abyss, and embrace the end!!!" his echoing voice.
Trapping her in a black void, impaling her with countless weapons. Devastatingly releasing the energy, the force violently exploding. Enduring the pressure, the young woman bursting through.
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Elrich's increasing unrest, firing many dark spears at her. An entity rising to her challenge, carrying these strongly burning sentiments. Her eyes meeting with the attacks, her purely flowing malice.
Breaking through the assaults, negativity rapidly healing her wounds. The young woman plunging her gauntlet blade into his stomach, shattering his barrier. His shaking vision, soon looking into her own.
The demon following up, slashing into him with the blades in her boots. Shortly rendering her palm into his chest, sending him afar. Her stunning strike, the man unable to react.
Immediately closing in on her foe, backflip kicking him into the air. These powerfully sounding feelings, one refusing to remain silent. The Seraph watching, seeing her evolution.
A person facing reality again, someone no longer running. Cyra locking onto her target, ascending to him. Black energy harshly releasing from her, taking to a shadowy state.
Her blood red eyes, screaming out. The devil shredding him with her claw, cutting into him with the blades in her gauntlet and shoes. Shutting down his body, soon moving over him. Crashing through her foe, hitting him into the ground.
Landing from a distance, returning to her previous condition. Her spreading influence, shifting the dimension, this space endlessly going on. Her massive power, holding him in place off the ground. Spreading her stance, glaring at her enemy.
"If you think this is hell, I am simply getting started--!"
A heart no longer in the darkness, many shining light on her road. Carrying these feelings, pushing onward through her sorrow. An entity not hiding anymore, the demon stepping into reality once more.
Flying along her route, crashing her claw into her target. Ripping away at him from every angle in a feverish frenzy, soon backflip kicking him from the front, sending him high into the air.
"--I will crush your spirit, and make you regret ever coming into our lives--!!"
Locking onto her target, ascending to him. Her sounding sentiments in this space, a place without time. The mage not able to respond, her overwhelming influence binding him in divine energy.
Crashing through her target, flying around the field. Slashing into him with her many swords, soon rushing towards him from afar. Shooting out her blades, surrounding him with her weapons. Impaling them into the man, crushing him with her malice.
The young woman shortly above him, hitting him below with the blade in her shoe. Great rage filling her, these feelings coming to the surface. Diving to him, darkness taking over her.
Revealing in her shadowy state, her claw violently releasing electricity. Cyra grabbing his head, wrapping them both in a dark vortex. The demon racing to the ground, nearing it by the moment.
"--Our souls, our desires...feel them in this feverish frenzy!!!"
Her powerfully sounding soul, countless hearing her. A person living in the shadows for a long time, keeping her barrier up around others. Someone extending her warm hand, many returning to give aid to her.
Their voices getting through to her, bringing her back to the surface. The young woman crashing down into the earth, releasing the electricity, unleashing the massive black vortex.
The assault ripping through, crushing the dimension. An enormous force spreading across the worlds, the devil shielding her family from its wrath.
Lava piercing high, tornados everywhere, water flooding the realms. Breaking apart the lands, rubble flying into the air, a conflict at an end.
Cyra soon standing, holding a dark spirit in her claw, ruin all around her. Crushing down on Elrich Velzar's soul, his energy flowing into her body.
The entity soon reverting her state, remaining there, her hand to her chest. Her long blonde hair and red eyes, her appearance a bit different.
The soon fading dusk, light washing over the worlds again. Raising Reviver, spreading her power, restoring the field around her in a gentle shining warmth.
Shortly putting the staff away, Cyra hearing movements towards her. The young woman facing her companion, seeing countless behind him.
"Cyra...welcome back." Valor walking up to her, holding her hands, his faint smile to her.
"It has been...much too long..." The devil slightly looking away, grinning a bit.
"Yeah, also. Eres will take up the throne, we can truly begin our lives now." His gentle tone to her.
An old friend working hard, trying to fulfill her wish. His news to her, her bright smile to him. Embracing him, appreciating his efforts. Some unrest still within her, no matter, those words ringing through her. An individual facing it with others, letting them through her barrier.
"I know it will be hard on you, so let's take it one step at a time." Wrapping his arms around her.
"Thank you..." Her soft voice to him.
"Yes, but before that. Who is up for a group hug?" Anya smiling, her hands to her chest.
"Wha?" Cyra's unease at them.
"I got her folks!" Valor's bright smile.
"Val! You know this is not for me!" Cyra trying to push him away.
"Oh call it punishment for worrying us sick." The Seraph laughing.
Everyone coming closer, surrounding her. The young woman's pale expression, unable to get away from them. These pure souls in the flowery field, many precious friends diving to her, bringing her to the surface.
Alastor and Reynas watching from a distance, smiling at the sight. The two looking at each other, holding the other's hand, soon making their way forward.
"Why are there so many of you?!" Cyra screaming out.
For a long time, I hid in the farthest reaches of the abyss, too afraid to leave it. I contained my loneliness, my anguish. Though, in the end. It was them, those I helped all coming back and bringing me to surface again. Those precious, invaluable friends. Let us go Val, to our new life...
Story of
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