A night of eternity, horror throughout. Emotions lingering within its depths, creatures lurking in the shadows. Torment throughout, crying extending. Death and decay flowing through, a war within the world of the mortals. Those struggling in surviving, lives no more than commodities. Betrayal in realization, those yearning for the sunlight. One awakening once again, bringing demise in the wake of her despair. Traveling vast distances, extending a hand to others. Carrying the hopes and dreams of numerous, allies supporting her. Even a lovable iguana, one knowing the harshness of the realm. Resisting the reason of those around him, remaining positive in the presence of strife. Abandonment of his group, yet gaining a new family.
Small the chances may have been, aiding towards a brighter morrow. Bringing the endless night to a close, clashing against the forces of the worlds in combination. Peace coming into reality, never ending problems. One establishing a plan, drawing the attention of the Iconoclast. A body no longer of her own, decaying flesh dripping to the land. Grasping the faintest of hope, ascending to the realm high above. Combatting against allies, ensuring their safety. Shattering tips, that one stealing her power. Even so, rising to the challenge once more. So many coming to her aid, that iguana of seriousness. Reclaiming her state of originality, unleashing her wrath, annihilating her foe.
Feelings stretching throughout time, giving up her throne to another. Embracing her deepest desire with her old friend, her daughter, an iguana, and a leviathan. Days of yore after so many years, even so, torturous memories never leaving. That animal finding himself once again following his family, relishing in his new life. Vision in mind, trying so hard. Rejection coming at hand, but a moment no less. Living within a mansion below, that establishment existing inside of a village. Those gates leading into the home, that flowery field in view. A fountain at the center, water flowing into the container. Simpleness in these experiences, a heart basking in the bliss of the wind. From within, plants lining the corners, granite flooring shimmering from the light of the sun. A chandler hanging high, statues of countless friends along the walls.
Those going so far, grasping a life of pleasure. Emotions of purity, one capable of mostly putting down her arms. Loathing the battlefield, unleashing her hatred upon numerous. One engraving her image into the mass, her voice shaking them to their core. Laying on a crimson mat, that large iguana resting on his back. His tail flicking from left to right, a day of normalcy for him. Footsteps approaching, a presence standing before him. Opening his vision, resting it upon Cyra. That young woman in her armor of aurum, her crimson cape of nobility reaching down the lower-half of her back. That hair of gold extending long, tying at the base with a red ribbon. Those eyes of the velvet moon, gentleness in her gaze.
"Fernandez, Iris is visiting." She informs.
Those words meeting his awareness, that animal jumping up. Stepping away, that devil holding her hand to her chest. The iguana frantically screaming, running around in a circle. Tripping over himself, quickly standing, rushing off into the distance. One never changing, falling time and time and again. No matter so, continuously giving it his best effort. From above, within the bathroom. That iguana hastily brushing his teeth while combing his head, multitasking his way towards his goal. Stepping back, falling to the ground, hitting over some smaller objects.
Grabbing a nearby towel, jumping into the shower. A life of embracement, concerns of littleness. Years upon years of sorrow, those efforts eventually paying off. Grasping the tiniest of possibilities, that deepest desire coming into actuality. From below, a brunette walking in. Her eyes of the sun, wearing a white shirt, and short blue jeans. That devil facing in the direction, both faintly smiling at the other. Approaching one another, hugging the other. Much time it has been, those friends reuniting. Stepping away from each other, Cyra holding her hand to her chest.
"It has been much too long, how is everything?" Cyra questions.
"Kind of miss it when you were my boss hehe." Iris smiling.
"Heh, Eres can be strict, but she means well." That young woman faintly smiling.
One once leading the realm of the heavens, bringing it back from the brink of destruction. Sorrow never leaving, wishing for more. Her deepest desire still not within her grasp in those days, her heart yearning for similarities even more to the past. Giving up her throne to another, living the life she is wishing for most. Blissfulness in the presence of her companion, two traveling the worlds once more. Even so, settling down more peacefully. Along the railing, up the marvelous stairs. That iguana fastening the tie on his suit, looking at a plan in detail on the wall. Leaping onto the edge, sliding down. Jumping off, landing on his knee in front of Iris, his arms in her direction. That angel glaring at him, shaking her head in disbelief.
"I will be back with some refreshments, good-luck." Cyra teasing, heading off.
"Don't leave me here alone with this thing!" Iris pleading.
History in depth, experiences going far back. A friendship over the years, two close like siblings. Feelings of simpleness, embracing in the pleasure of the other. Sisterly hearts, cherishing the other. That animal rising to his feet, barking at the angel, gesturing his claw to the living room. Covering her face, sighing in frustration. Reluctantly trailing behind the animal, hoping for a miracle. Thinking for a bit, an idea coming to her mind. Those two sitting on a large couch, a table of crystal in front of them. Bookshelves along the corner, plants as well. That animal slightly raising his claw, making small talk. That idea coming into play, the angel leaning forward.
"You know, I was thinking, since we are alone and all...—" she faintly smiles.
Glancing from left to right, scratching the side of his head. Some confusion at her, those messages clicking. His heart rate increasing, gesturing his claw to her. Turning away for a moment, taking out a mirror. Combing back his head, checking his teeth. That angel shaking her head in disbelief, containing her frustration with the iguana. Facing in her direction, gesturing for her in continuing onward. Trying for so long, progress happening. Efforts coming into reality, a way towards the nigh impossible. Climbing a tree for so long, heights of fearfulness. Leaning towards him, whispering to him.
"—I say, let us go a step further..."
Pounding far inside of his chest, coldness rushing down his spine. Keeping his composure, nodding in agreement. Time going by, numerous planning over the years. Patience finally paying off, that animal getting closer. That angel closing in, reaching her hand around his back. The animal pursing his lips, her hand emitting a white light. That energy washing over the area, the force soon clearing. Remaining alone in that room, slightly smirking in proudness. That animal no more of an issue, Cyra coming in with a tray of tea. Placing it down on the table, sitting beside the angel.
"Where did Fernandez go?" she slightly props her head.
"Oh, he just took a trip." Iris smiling at her.
Land of distantness, a world far from that of the mortals. Wind flowing through, blades of grass swaying along. Clouds moving across the sky, freshness in the environment. A pure light shining through, the iguana falling out of it. Squealing a bit, hitting against the ground. Pushing himself up, scratching the side of his head. His vision from one direction to the next, a land of unfamiliarity. Sitting up, grabbing his face, pulling it apart. Screaming into the sky, crying on the ground. One of closeness, another second and no more. Everything slipping through his claws, his heart in pain. Shortly rising from the ground, his expression of sadness. Uncertainty on how to get back home, turning behind him. A few inhabitants standing before him, their expression of brightness.
"It is the savior!" one man rejoicing.
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"Oh how long we have waited!" another woman cheering.
Tilting his head in confusion, wondering if there might be a few screws loose. Coming in a land of unknownness, his own plan in mind. Those people surrounding him, awaiting his arrival for some reason. Listening to their words, a conflict at hand no doubt. Facing his attention ahead, a volcano from afar. Those pieces connecting, even so, wishing in returning home. An angel at home, that animal trying for so long. Unable in having her wait any longer, determination within his eyes. Pointing at a woman, barking at her. Requiring information, anything of necessity.
"Since you were summoned here, it means you should be able to go home once you complete the trial at the Lovan Volcano." Folding her arms.
"But we do not have much time, you have twelve hours to destroy the artifact in there." A man answering.
A Countdown to Ruin, an animal having experience in such. Wind of freedom, time of the essence. Emotions of fleetingness, seriousness upon him. Little time there is, that animal running ahead. Those many cheering him on, a single opportunity. Failure not of an option, a certain one awaiting his return. Racing through the land, passing the ox's, over the carnivorous plants. Hanging from a tree, swinging on vines. That iguana stopping at a crossroad, glancing back, scratching the side of his head. One originally in a field of grass, now within a forest. An environment changing, no doubt a defense in place. His heart burning, that one refusing in relenting. Opposing the reason of this world, treading through the depths of despair.
Sorrow drowning him, trying for so long. Embracing in those smaller experiences, a life of worth. Forcing ahead, making his way through lions. Questioning the rationality of this world, everything trying to kill him. Quicksand, eagles, those trials continuously going on. Making his way to the front of the Lovan Volcano, catching his breath. Feeling something biting his tail, reaching back, pulling it to his view. A piranha firmly gripping him, grabbing it by the head, crushing down. Tossing it aside, shaking his head in disbelief. Moving onward, entering through the lower section. Rocky terrains on the inside, heat hitting against him. Smaller insects roaming around, that animal moving forward. One awaiting him, feelings of simplicity. Finding himself at an opening, ancient patterns on the ground.
A puzzle no less, time growing short, night setting in. Wind of coldness on the outside, howling frighteningly extending. Ravenous eyes of the shadows, creatures moving into the volcano. That animal drawing on the wall, planning his next movement. Those skeletons on the sides, spears in the ground. A way of certainty, one chance in getting this correct. Fiends moving in from the shadows, the animal residing at the front. Those monsters standing behind him, looking up, fangs in his view. Blackness of the skin, fiends of mutation. Paleness upon his face, reaching his claw up, patting the nose of the beast. Loudly screaming, stunning the monsters. That iguana rushing forward, stepping on a trap below. Spears flying from the wall, that animal sliding under them. Leaping above, triggering another one. A boulder descending, his eyes locking onto his moment. Turning, balancing below it, dashing onward.
Those monsters crushing underneath the trap, weapons impaling them, horrifying screeches echoing. Standing at the center, facing in the direction of those beasts. Numerous no more than corpses, some trailing from above. One descending on the animal, Fernandez covering his eyes. A vortex materializing, sucking in the monster. Slowly opening his vision, glancing from left to right. Sighing in relief, turning his attention ahead. Those remaining fiends growling at him from the safety of the other side, that animal sticking out his tongue at them. Proudly facing away, continuing onward, dancing from one side to the next, arriving on the other end. His eyes towards the monsters, his middle finger in their direction.
A catastrophe no longer of an issue, time at a low. One awaiting his return, determination at his core. Desires over the years, trying his hardest. That moment coming at last, pushing towards the nigh impossible. A Countdown to Ruin, a realm trying to end his existence. Resisting their reason, overcoming a trial of harshness, pushing onward. Turning to the walls, ancient scriptures upon it. Torment throughout the years, death taking the lives of many. Dreams ablaze, wishes not of fulfillment. A curse of an existence, none ever able in overcoming those challenges. Shadowy figures emerging from the walls, that animal stepping away. Claws scraping along, that iguana glancing to his right. Complexity in this next part, visualizing his way towards victory.
Slowly exhaling, slightly shifting his stance. Spinning, sweeping his tail along the land. Dust flying in the direction of those fiends, visions of impairment. Dashing in the direction, those monsters hastily recovering, loudly screeching. That animal descending down a slide, shadowy claws emerging from the walls. Those arms reaching for him, slipping off, curving around them. Grabbing onto a vine, those hands nearing. Slipping by, entering a tunnel. Those specters racing after him, that animal glancing back, uneasiness within his expression. Flying off the deep end, landing in an arena. Water surrounding him, a platform at the center. Statues of gods along the corners, fountains flowing in. Those fiends racing out, manifesting at the center. Darkness concentrating, crashing down on the area. Blocking out the intensity, malevolence immensely crushing down at him.
Escape of an impossibility, uncertainty within his eyes. Fire burning from his body, loudly roaring. Flames harshly igniting, clashing against the force. Striking at the center, an enormous beast emerging. Wings massively spreading, that body of a gigantic dragon. Fernandez scraping his claw against the ground, seeing the darkness lightening. A knight unveiling, its blade of malice reaching far. Armor of bulkiness, air of thickness. That dragon resting his vision on the wall, a mural depicting a sword severing the life of a mighty beast with wings. Standing on his hind-legs, gasping in shock. Turning his attention below, that knight spreading their stance, aiming their blade in the direction of the dragon. Uneasily barking, hoping for another way in ending this conflict.
"Evil beast, I have waited millennia's to sever your life, even giving up my humanity. With your death, our curse will be no more."
Words of resonance, remembering his arrival. Those people setting him up, a pawn and no more. Uneasiness in the eyes of the animal, his heart pounding inside of his chest. A trial no more than a farce, everything linking to his life. Even so, some truth within the lie. Those murals depicting a gem opening a portal, his way in going home. Stomping down on the ground, mightily roaring. Scales of crimson, eyes of the moon. Deeply inhaling, breathing fire on the area. Those flames surrounding the knight, determination in the enemy. Striking down, waves of malevolence crashing against Fernandez. That force crushing him, violently exploding. Collapsing on the ground, rubble hitting the water below. His state releasing, that iguana returning. Blood pouring out of him, his eyes of weakness on the knight.
That person directing his blade at the animal, everything slipping away. Glancing to his right, a tin of cards. A move of emergency, weakly reaching out his claw, grabbing hold of it. That blade descending, the animal hurling the tin at the knight. That assault crashing against his skull, the person falling back on the ground, fading into the darkness. Groaning in pain, rising from the ground. Cracking his back, moving forward. Picking up his tin of cards, proudly barking. Turning his attention from one direction to the next, those paths in the walls. Inhabitants of the land aiming firearms at him, that animal uneasily stepping away. One waiting for him back home, desperation at hand. Holding onto the smallest of opportunities, a head of a dragon statue above. That mouth opening, a crimson jewel falling down. Those guns loading, one raising his arm.
"With your demise, our freedom is assured!" that man declaring.
Numerous acknowledging his words, that gem descending, hitting the head of the animal. Gunfire sounding, a portal unveiling. Bullets disintegrating, that animal screaming. A pure light washing over the area. Within the mansion, Cyra and Iris sitting on the couch, both catching up while enjoying the pastime of board games. Divinity shining through, those young women shielding themselves. That energy clearing, Fernandez holding onto the head of Iris. His vision shut, his heart desperately pounding. Shocking it is, that angel going so far in getting rid of him. Opening his eyes, looking down, barking in excitement.
"I do not care if you ventured through hell and back for me!" grabbing the animal, angrily holding him in front of her.
Cyra blankly resting her vision upon the two, a certain closeness no less. That animal having his own adventure, doing all that he can. A trap in place, those willing in killing him. A horrifying experience, one returning home at last. That angel planning her steps, sending him to another land. No matter so, perseverance winning out. That faintest light, turning the smallest chance into a reality. Feelings of simpleness, opposing the reason of others. Pulling out a victory, those most powerful. Relief at last, away from enemies of insanity.
"Why can't you take a clue, and fall in love with another iguana like a normal animal?!" she stresses.
Shrugging at her, an animal with his quirks. One climbing a tall tree, never relenting. Establishing new plans, giving her some time now and then. Faintly smiling, Cyra giggling. Those two resting their vision upon her. Fernandez scratching the back of his head in embarrassment, Iris sighing in defeat. Enjoyableness for the day, one turning his pain into power. Trials towards his way home, his disappointment at the outcome.
Despite Iris’ front, she and Fernandez are good friends. These warm feelings, I hope they can continue to spread.
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Fernandez—> Hopeless Resolve
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