That ringing sound, instantly dashing away. His hasty heart, watching the concentrating malice. A physical form coming into view, his partner stepping out of the shadows. Standing there, his mouth open shock. The laughing young woman, pointing in his direction. Enjoying this night, a labyrinth filling with excitement. Her free spirit, endlessly soaring along.
"Oh! So not cool!" stressing, gesturing his hands to her.
These flowing sentiments, her heart yearning for the past. A night bringing her back to her joy, pulling her companion along within it. Her eyes on him, walking in his direction. Standing in front of him, her smile tormenting him.
Swiftly moving around him, her hands behind her back. The sighing god, seeing her bright grin. A devil relishing in this event, taking it to its height. Motioning her head to his ear, whispering into it.
"Come along now, Val." Her teasing voice, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"This...this is a nightmare..." His hands to his chest in dismay.
"Hehe. On the other hand, it is a paradise." The young woman pleasantly moving ahead.
Following behind her, this horrific place. Two old friends, their meeting long ago. A bond from the older days, their desires once in bondage. This freedom to them, wanting more. To truly return to those happiest days, a deity racing after her along a road of light. At this moment, on the bottom floor of the palace.
Maria standing in front of Fernandez and Levi, this girl around the age of seven now. The daughter of the Iconoclast, one reflecting her mother more with the passing years. A child enjoying Halloween, dressing in a corpse. Having fun with the animals, wishing for her mother to arrive, wanting to enjoy the night together with her.
"Hey, you two know where mom is?" Maria curiously pressing her finger against her chin.
Fernandez gesturing his claw from left to right, shortly falling back on the ground. The animal getting up, rushing his claw towards the door. Understanding his message, her mother trying to catch Valor on this day. Her favorite time of the year, desiring for her companion to experience it with her. Some sympathy from Levi, the serpent grunting a bit.
"We will give them some time." The smiling girl, her hands behind her back.
Once disliking the deity, a child wishing for her father's presence. Patiently waiting on the answer, her mother drawing closer to the day on telling her. Those small messages, having an idea on the reason, her unsettling heart. A brunette entering the room, the iguana noticing.
That female angel in white armor, someone not really liking this day. Respecting the Iconoclast's joy, two being close like sisters. That animal slithering towards her, Maria and Levi watching him. Seeing him move behind the entity, this suspicious person.
Turning away her attention, the iguana witnessing his opportunity. Lunging out of the shadows, racing to her. Leaping at her, his hissing sound. Adjusting her angle to her side, rendering her foot high into his stomach, sending him flying above.
That one hitting the bar at the top, soon landing hard on the ground. His claw on his back, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Pity from the child and Levi, their eyes shortly on the brunette facing them.
"Your mother trying to capture Valor again this year?" the angel grinning at the girl, her hand on her waist.
"Ah, yeah. Wasn't this a bit too much Iris...?" Maria uneasily smiling.
"I believe that was the right amount of punishment." Humorlessly pressing her index finger against her cheek.
An animal meeting her during a great war, his eyes for her since. Trying his best, thinking up plans. Her continuous refusal, always attracting the weird ones. The serpent looking down at the iguana, fanning him with his tail.
These bunch of misfits, their differences bringing them together, creating a brighter tomorrow. From below, within the labyrinth. That deity traveling through the endless area, his hasty heart. Mirrors stretching along, each containing an image of his partner.
His shaking body, watching the distorting reflections. Seeing a bloody woman in a dark dress, the being lunging out at him, shattering the many objects. Shutting his eyes, rushing through. Hearing her voice echoing through him, this nightmarish experience.
"Ooh Val, we still have so many hours to go. Is this not delightful?" her voice bouncing off the numerous walls.
"Nnnnnoooo!!!" crying out.
A distant realm, one residing in a different plain. A tower stretching tall, that armor around it. Those halls, the ancient marks on it. Echoing screams, the intensifying pain this night. Elrich standing in a room with pods, those bodies inside of them.
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This man drawing closer to his goal, witnessing the power of the Iconoclast. A magnificent display, his hand on a container. Seeing the replica of her, a homunculus nearing its completion. Pieces still in place, trying to perfect it.
"With each one I create, I come closer to making the perfect vessel for you. If it is the eternal night you so desire, I will allow you to enjoy it as much as you please, my goddess." His faint smile.
Conducting his research, stripping away countless lives. Applying himself, everything for an entity above. His obsession with her, wanting to meet her line. Seeing her on a certain day, learning about her history.
Facing away, his cloak slightly moving. His vision on his surroundings, numerous experiments. His many failures, each being a piece towards his success.
"If I need to ascend to the power of a god to gain your acknowledgment, then I will." Pushing back his hair.
His eyes on his direction, desiring to meet a line far above his own. One residing at the top, reaching after her. From within the labyrinth, the deity descending innumerable floors. His companion trailing through the shadows, one choosing to remain a devil.
Embracing her demonic half, relishing in her mischievous behaviors. That god racing onward, pushing open an enormous door igniting dark symbols. Not caring where it leads, yearning for an end to this torment.
Finding himself on a platform, his vision on the massive pentagrams stretching through. This intensifying darkness, watching it manifesting ahead. Hades stepping out of it, the massive black dragon. His scales burning in malice, fangs secreting acid.
Those eyes on the god, remembering him well. A deity always nearby, saving his partner, the Iconoclast eventually reawakening. Hatred boiling at his depths, his gaze shifting ahead. Watching the young woman walking in, their meeting visions.
"You...I remember you much too well now..." The dragon's cold voice.
That one standing before him again, her malevolence clashing against his own. Two mighty beings before the other, the dragon pounding his claw against the seal below. This deep frustration within him, nearing his goal multiple times.
This one entering onto the field, pursuing her direction. Crushing down her challenges, ascending to heights far above her own. Losing the war twice, that person stripping it away from him.
"The Great War, the Eternal Night. Both times you defeated me with the aid of the Nine Winged Seraph, stripping away my desire." Angrily scraping the ground with his claw.
That Seraph out of sight, standing at her side. Their connecting hearts, facing the young woman at her depths. Witnessing her resolve, one continuously pushing onward. Enduring her sorrow, withstanding her pain.
Wanting to protect her, someone's heart not for the battlefield. Allowing this direction, two forming a contract. Staying with her, constantly protecting the demon. Their close bond, aiding the other. Surpassing their challenges together, refusing to remain in silence.
"Hades, I have something to say..." Valor's serious expression.
A deity continuously in the shadows, constantly defending his old friend. A problem together, an almost impenetrable wall. Managing to breech it, failing to finish the line. That young woman developing, returning in a feverish frenzy. The dragon's attention on the god, not repeating his mistake. Carefully paying attention to him, his quickly beating heart.
"Thank you!!!" Valor crying, falling to hands and knees.
"Excuse me...?" Hades disbelief at him.
His horrific experiences, unable to escape this place. His wife relishing in it, terrifying him along the way. A rest at last, his gratefulness for this bliss. That young woman's humorless gaze on her husband, shaking her head from left to right. Sighing in some frustration, weighing her fault in it. Shifting her attention onward, her eyes on the the dragon. Needing to deal with him, this moment before her.
"Hades..."
These two meeting in a horrifying realm, their history with one another. A mysteries one coming into a war, clashing against his army. Forcing the tides of the conflict in her direction, their eventual confrontation.
His advantage over her, another entity within her. Their cooperation sealing him away, many years going by. Failing to kill her, that one reawakening. Working together with her other half, that Seraph aiding her, these three forces bringing him down.
"You were fortunate last time. However, I plan to finish what was started." Her sharp gaze.
"Do you really think you can defeat me on your own?" smashing his tail against the ground.
"I have grown a lot since those days, I am never alone." Her soft voice.
These swirling sentiments, meeting her enemy in this arena. That Seraph behind her, wrapping her in her wings. Speaking some comforting words, allowing the young woman's path to go forward.
Shortly fading away, those white feathers spreading below. Circling around the demon, providing some protection. Extending her right hand, darkness concentrating around her arm. Her demon sword forming, taking hold of it at the hilt.
A fateful individual from her older days, that massive massive blade, ancient symbols burning on it. The violently shaking area, Valor gripping his katana, his serious expression. The mightily roaring dragon, this beast ascending high. Many gates rising from the ground, the young woman remembering this ability.
Malice concentrating from each of them, those companions looking at the other, nodding in agreement. Their fading bodies, their spirits riding along the surrounding waves. Spiraling around each other, building more power by the moment.
"Disappear!" Hades commanding.
Not fighting alone, her many years doing so. Rising to her challenges, tackling her foes. Unleashing her anguish, shouting what is within. Others with her, aiding her through her struggles. This powerful attack, the many gates releasing its malice.
Divinity and darkness against the power, piercing through it, those two emerging high above the Dark Lord. Those pure white wings from the young woman, her vision on the dragon below. Her partner descending on their foe, the dragon multiplying far, his many shadowy figures lunging at the deity.
Meeting this opponent, that descending devil, clashing past the many claws. Flying around the field, colliding into into each assault. Breaking through those shadows, the god closing in on the Lord of Darkness.
Aiming his katana at their head, striking down, passing through an illusion. Connecting into the ground, an icy mist spreading in the area. Their enemy above, breathing fire on the field. The solidifying mist, an enormous glacier stretching onward, pushing against the flames.
These two old friends, a nearly impenetrable wall together. Covering the other's weak points, striking in succession. That young woman locking onto her foe, pursuing him. Witnessing her approaching, narrowly avoiding those assaults, seeing the ice stretching high.
The demon flying around the object, striking at it. Massive chunks falling from above, this violently shaking area. Dispelling her blade, descending to the land. Dispersing her wings, those pure feathers spreading on the ground.