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One binding them together, giving meaning to their existence. A person constantly extending her hand, guiding them in her warmth. Someone enduring her sadness, giving more to others.
An individual selfishly pursuing her path, yet connecting others. Aswald's hastily beating heart, seeing their unbreakable bond.
One rising stronger, tackling her challenge. Gripping her demon sword, slicing through the attack. Her great injuries, immediately leaping high.
Aiming her katana at her foe, light and darkness harshly flowing from her. Descending on her enemy, plunging her weapon through her target’s chest, his trembling gaze.
"Even if I am gone, our bond will remain, you will feel our emotions. These are the chains that defies fate, our Eternal Link!" her powerful voice.
This shifting dimension, a place without time. Her sentiments within, her steadily fading body. Those friends returning one after the next, seeing her answer.
A heart living a fulfilling life, fighting against fate. Refusing to acknowledge her curse, choosing a path away from it. This reality constantly catching up, displaying her solution.
This final miracle, not allowing anyone to quiet her soul. Those infinitely flowing chains, connecting her bond to innumerable. Shackling her enemy, imposing her will.
"If you think this is hell, this is an end you will never forget--!"
Walking forward, heading down her path, everyone watching. Doing their best, wanting to keep her with them. Unable to do so any longer, painfully looking ahead.
Choosing to go out on her own terms, this new power within her. The chains that defies fate, a link eternally holding them together. Dashing onward from afar, approaching her foe.
Electricity trailing her movements, piercing through him from every direction, shredding him with her claw in a feverish frenzy. Appearing in front of her opponent, swiftly backflip kicking him high, locking onto him.
"--No matter how many of us falls, another will take up the torch and carry our wishes--!!"
Those purely streaming chains, binding him in the air. Her sounding soul, her discharging sentiments. Fulfilling the wishes of those to her heart, this final page in her chapter.
Proceeding forward, ascending to her enemy. Extending her katana, crashing through her target. Rebounding from afar, taking to her spiritual state.
Rapidly assaulting him from every angle, her halo of swords surrounding him. His widening gaze, these weapons stabbing into him. Dark and light lances materializing, watching it near him.
These colliding attacks, impaling into him, locking him in divine and negative energy. The young woman manifesting from afar, immediately closing in on him.
Curving upward, striking with her blade. Floating high, her overwhelming feelings. Hurling her katana at him, spearing it into her opponent, crushing his spirit. Her slowly disappearing presence, this last miracle for many.
Countless souls around her, their flowing energies, their powerful emotions. Purely swirling around her, extending tall. Blackness enveloping her, her shadowy state, those crimson eyes. Her talon above, its massively expanding form.
Radiantly shining, violently releasing electricity. Descending on her target, his weak vision. Grabbing him with her claw, rushing to the earth, circling them both in a light and dark vortex.
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"--Witness this last miracle as the worlds feel our desires!!!"
Speaking what is within, her steadily fading life. Those pleasant memories, freely living for years. No longer able to do so, passing along her will to others, allowing them to shape the way towards tomorrow.
Nearing the ground, slamming him into it. Compressing the force, shortly unleashing the lightning, discharging the enormous black and white vortex.
Crushing the dimension, those emotions flowing free. Piercing the realms, shattering the lands. Innumerable disasters, stripping away countless lives, her reverberating soul.
Aswald feebly looking at the Iconoclast, her stern vision on him, watching her disappear before his eyes. A person feeling everyone's sentiments, his own life shortly no more.
Cyra standing in the darkness, a few from her past with her. Kain, Rick, Emily, and Martha. Her precious family, these people around her. Shining hope onto her path, her bright smile.
Walking onward with them, soon seeing another. Aswald there, his back facing her. Stopping before him, that individual turning to her.
"Iconoclast, I understand your heart..."
"Tomorrow belongs to them now. Come, we both have done enough." Her soft voice, extending her hand to him.
"When one door closes, another opens." Gripping her hand, faintly smiling.
A year going by, everyone still remembering that event. The will of the Iconoclast, one fighting against her fate to the end. Not giving in, going out on her own terms.
The moon no longer red, her presence not in acknowledgment. Breaking the curse, giving onto everyone infinite possibilities.
Bringing the Day of Ruin, her last miracle to them. Out in a grassy field in the NetherWorld, a single tree standing tall underneath the sun. A few there, paying their respect.
"Hard to believe it has been a full year since she died..." Isa looking away.
"A simple wish, that was all she wanted...and she couldn't even get that..." Elina's hand sadly to her chest.
"Maybe not, but she certainly went out on her own terms. She was truly, the greatest demon to have ever lived." Valor faintly smiling.
"Got that right. Still, there was so much more I wanted to talk to her about." Atalune propping her arms behind her head, looking to the sky.
"Yeah, let's all do our part to make sure this future is an ideal one." Sol grimly holding her arms, her vision to her side.
"An ideal one huh, then I will double down on hunting for criminals. It is the least I can do." Ava's hand on her waist.
"And I will work to better educate others. A world of freedom, I think it might actually be possible if we each do our parts." Dabria's hands behind her back.
An Eternal Link, chains forever binding them together. Continuously remembering, working towards a better reality.
Her last miracle, giving life back to everyone, exchanging her own for them. Choosing her companions, carrying their hopes and dreams.
Revealing a new power, the chains that defies fate. Opposing the reason of her enemy, surpassing her last challenge. Hours going by, Valor remaining in that field.
Lying down underneath the tree, propping his arms behind his head. Closing his eyes, remembering those pleasant days from the past. Movements from a distance, someone shortly standing in front of him.
"I thought we were off to another adventure."
His jumping heart, his eyes flying open. Gazing up at the person, that one before him. Someone continuously defying fate, returning once more. His trembling vision, her faint smile to him.
Leaning towards him, her hand in his direction. That day long ago, two underneath this tree, a similar gesture. Reaching forward, taking hold of her. Rising to his feet, their eyes on one another.
"How...?" holding her hands.
"Well, I did not fulfill your wish, right? Just had to rough up the realm in between the living and the dead a bit." Brightly grinning at him.
This one before him, her white coat. Her dark top, her short black jeans. Providing another miracle, always defying destiny, forcing onward her own life.
Not binding in shackles, her free spirit. An entity refusing to relent, the greatest of all demons. Embracing her, tightly holding on. The flowing breeze, two beneath the sun.
Shortly releasing her, that young woman moving to his side. Taking hold of his hand, pulling him onward. This devil finally descending to the land, choosing to stay on it, cherishing those to her heart.
Even if I am not here, they will continue to move towards tomorrow. Do not allow yourselves to be bound, and shout your souls. I have given onto you all one final miracle, use it well. There is light in the deepest of darkness, allow these words to guide you onward. As for myself, I decided I should be spending more time with those closest to me. Thus, I will continue my passion while doing so.
Story of
Cyra Von Erit—> Defiant Chains
End
—Complete—
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