Believing in her chance, this hope still shining in the abyss. One leaving the group, her smile to them. Urging the demon onward, those many surrounding enemies.
Her burning soul, refusing to relent. Charging at them, clashing against her opponents. From within, the first floor, that young woman’s vision on the area.
These memories from the past, once walking those halls as a child. Holding the hand of her mother, a warm smile in days from old.
A place deteriorating with age, yet these branding events. Looking ahead, witnessing heavy footsteps. A Dark Knight standing at the center, some enemies around it.
"Cyra, my wish is for Dabria to live a life she can be happy in. Can you do this much for me...?" glancing back to her.
"Yes, I can."
Those to the heart, not caring for themselves. Wanting the happiness of another, these pure feelings. Following them, bearing witness to their paths.
Watching them grow, eventually befriending them. Her aching heart, that Seraph behind her. Folding her arms, witnessing a crumbling life. That devil grasping these sentiments, her vision on her direction.
Earlier that day, the afternoon sun shining down. Confronting the goddess at the side of the mansion, this one bracing against the wall. Her eyes on a locket, her distant vision.
One to her heart, cherishing her. Losing others, her brother, swearing to protect him. An innocent child no more, this helpless feeling within her. That demon taking on the weight, enduring her sorrow.
"Four months...she was so excited. And now..." Ava frustratingly lowering her head.
"Sorry...I..." Cyra depressingly looking away.
"It is not your fault. All I ask, is that you keep going and fulfill the hope we have in you." Ava's gaze to her.
Greatly suffering, withstanding their pain. Believing in her, shining their light on the path. Another leaving in the darkness, urging her onward. Facing her foes, walking forward.
Not backing down, grasping this chance. Forcing onward, an enemy in her mind. Working hard, crafting their lives.
Numerous sins over the years, embracing it. Doing what they can, creating a better world one step at a time. That goddess in her state of a deity, her flowing yellow hair, her white eyes.
Her dark armor, that malefic sword. Great agony on her body, pushing against the Dark Knight. More coming in, her great determination.
"Connect it Cyra, the chains that cannot be severed..."
One binding them together, linking everyone in a bond. Her hand extending to them, pulling them from their sorrow. Those living a moment in bliss, wanting it again. Playing their part, refusing to remain in silence, shouting their souls.
Ascending up the palace, the young woman hearing the sentiments from her friend. These many spirits around her, numerous no more. Rose amongst them, their meeting eyes.
"What will you do, Cyra? No matter what you choose, make sure you do so with the utmost resolve." Her serious tone.
"I will, Rose..."
A Dark Seraph, two seeing eye to eye long ago. That other half going free, embracing her freedom. An entity guiding the demon, teaching her valuable lessons.
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Coming to her aid again, her meaningful words. Looking to her side, Argent residing there, Rita beside him. Both nodding their approval towards her, giving her hope in this madness.
Lighting her way, supporting her through her efforts. Shortly finding herself in the middle of the palace, three enemies there. Their powerful energies crushing down on the area, Isa stepping forward.
"What was the point of me giving up my humanity? I did it for Elina...and now she is..." Her low mood.
"Isa...I..."
"Cyra, this is outside of our contract now. Though, if you can give her a life she can love, that is enough for me." Glancing back to the devil.
"Very well, I can do this much..."
A contract with this person, taking away her humanity, giving her power to save her partner. A pointless trade, losing that one to her heart.
A request outside of their contract, doing so as a friend. These people with her, all of them laying down their lives. Reaching for the smallest light, shouting their souls.
That day, rain washing down midafternoon on the flowery field. The demon walking within it, seeing Isa kneeling to the ground. Grasping one of the flowers, her distant eyes on it. A flower in the rain, an innocent person coming into her life.
That one no longer with her, losing her way, her black world. The devil confronting the young woman, gripping her upper arm. That person glancing back, rising to her feet.
"A flower in the rain...that is what Elina was like. She became the reason I was able to surpass Armand, for the life we had after everything..." Sadly lowering her head.
"I am aware..." Slightly looking away.
"Cyra, I will play my part. Don't stop, no matter what happens, show me a miracle." Her fist to her chest, her strict eyes on the demon.
A miracle, a request from a friend. Desiring to do so, these swirling sentiments within the demon. A chain binding them together in the abyss, no matter how far apart they are.
Watching that person moving out of the group, facing her challenge. Her sounding soul, urging the young woman onward.
Clashing against her foes, her dark and white wings. Her long black hair, that silver crown on her head, her dark armor.
Her massive shadowy claw, her pulsing veins. Blood streaming down her body, malice slowly repairing her injuries.
"I want to see it, keep going Cyra. I will make a path for you, now show me another miracle." Her sharp gaze.
These flowing feelings, accepting them. Forcing onward, racing through the abyss. Many alongside her, a link binding them together. Her raging malice, reaching for the faintest light. Making her way higher, the last floor.
A large enemy, his powerful presence. Crushing the area, his immense energy. That once supreme deity stepping forward, gripping the hilt of his katana.
"What I wouldn't give to go on another adventure with you..." Valor faintly smiling.
"Same here..."
An old friend, this one descending on a certain day. Those from different worlds, their meeting in a grassy field underneath a tree. Cherishing those times, their ventures throughout the worlds.
Wanting them again, thinking on her actions. Spending her time in the sky, barely landing on the earth. Missing out on much, her great mistake.
Sundown over the mansion this day, the rain no more, meeting her companion in front of the graves. That deity sitting down, his hands on his legs. Wishing to do more, lowering his head.
Kneeling behind him, wrapping her arms around him. His hand over her own, this devastating situation. A foe overwhelming them, taking the lives of those to their hearts.
"Cyra...I lost all of them, don't tell me I will have to endure losing you again as well..."
"Valor...we both know, I cannot remain here forever. Though, what I can do...is pass the torch onto those of tomorrow." Her warm voice.
"So, you will keep going huh. That is so like you...then, keep going. I will bear witness to your end..."
A demon watching countless lives, remaining on the side. Her closest friend, this one bearing witness to her end. Choosing her direction, a solution to stop this madness.
A final miracle, her willingness to give it. Pushing onward, walking down her path. That old friend holding her hands in the abyss, their sad eyes to the other.
Her reassuring smile, breaking away from him. Seeing her move further away, his fist to his chest. Looking at his foe, steadily unsheathing his katana. Instantly striking forward, entombing the area in ice. Creating a way for his partner, shouting his soul.
"Don't stop Cyra, show me one final miracle!" his powerful voice.
Grasping these emotions, this shining hope within her. Her powerful sentiments, proceeding down her path. Racing in the black abyss, innumerable souls with her.
Everyone binding in a chain, a link connecting them all. Running up the stairs, heading to the roof. Her quickly beating heart, not remaining in silence. Rising to her final challenge, forcing onward in this madness.
This life I lived, I couldn't be happier. If this curse is to do me in, then so be it. I will show it, the chains that defies fate with one final miracle...