Concentrating negativity, this engulfing the young woman. Reaching out her arm, a black gauntlet. Her other emerging, revealing a dark blade. Black scales along it, ancient symbols igniting from it. Her unveiling head, her long gold hair, her white eyes.
A malefic feathery helm on her, her armor of the shadows, that ruinous noble cape extending down from the lower half of her back. Those creatures turning to her, their missing eyes. Blood streaming from them, their sharp claws.
Standing on her side, her offhand forward. Fiends charging at her, snapping her fingers. Unleashing darkness, shredding her surroundings. Ripping apart those monsters, folding her hand into a fist.
This compressing energy, violently releasing it. Raining pieces, thick blood coming down. Lowering her arm, proceeding forward. Soon stopping before the dream Dabria, their visions on the other.
"That day you stood before me like this for the first time. I was afraid, but I knew it was just another side of you." Her soft tone.
"And then you went onto scolding me for my actions." Ava turning from her, faintly smiling.
Flowing memories, times between two. Secluding herself in the shadows, protecting this innocent one. Not wanting to intersect their lives any further, bringing down her wrath.
Refusing to remain in silence, shouting what is within. That coming day, fear in her companion's eyes. The deity's firm stance, the lavender one reaching out.
Overcoming her situation, her rising anger. Not expecting it, enduring her words. A settling problem, two bonding more. That dream version moving up to Ava, embracing her from behind.
"No matter the horrors, I always believe in you...even now..."
"No matter the horrors huh..." That goddess looking away.
"You have been slow on your movements, because of your guilt. I have known this for a while..."
"Then why persist...?" turning to her, confusion from the deity.
Haunting years, those events steadily coming back to the entity. A faithful individual, believing in her. This selfish goddess, acting on any opportunity.
An attack on Inai, a terrible moment on countless. A dear person amongst the many, that desperate young woman. Finding her below the church, enemies trapping the lavender one inside. The spreading poison, treading down the long path.
None with her companion, a wish within. Believing in Desdemona, wanting to see her once more. Hearing this, unable to do anything. This gripping at the being, slowing her progression.
"I not only move forward for myself, but for you to know. That I want to move past that horrid event with you." Holding Ava's hands.
"I see..." Her attention a bit a way.
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"It may have taken fifty years, but I am happy you kept your promise." Brightness from her.
Gazing at this one, her wide heart. Strength within her, the goddess acknowledging this. Different individuals, each within their own benefits.
Flaws in the deity, her awareness on it. That innocent person constantly extending a guiding hand, shining light in the deepest blackness, revealing a road to follow.
Racing down this path, avoiding shadowy hands. These flowing feelings, not wanting to remain in this darkness.
Her attention on the dream Dabria, watching her fade away, leaving behind mesmerizing particles. Insecurities slowing the goddess, her partner aiding her through her struggles.
Turning, heading onward. Ignoring those monstrous creatures, a final destination in mind. Finding her way to their room, this alternate realm.
The hazel one floating above, darkness binding her. That unconscious person, the specter below. Shrouding in malice, a skull of its face. Rags on it, its sharp claws.
"I must thank you, your interruption helped me put some troubles to rest. Now, it is time we part ways." Her solemn voice.
Her plan for this day, wanting to bring a surprise. An opposite to this, not expecting these occurrences. Appreciating them, her fading doubts.
A wrong from old, this eating away at her. Those returning memories, cherishing them. One awaiting her, this enemy having her partner in their grasp. Not allowing this, stepping forward. That expanding enemy, covering her.
Blackness around the deity, its crushing pressure. A descending light, that dream Dabria touching down. Her hand trailing ahead, unveiling a path. Following this, the goddess walking up to her side.
Grasping her hand, pulling her down this way. Forcing through, negativity piercing her foe. Screeching from it, falling in pieces. Standing before it, her cold eyes on it.
Her blade in front of its face, stabbing down. Watching it disappear into the darkness, nothing remaining. Placing away her weapon, her attention above. Malice releasing Dabria, that descending companion.
Catching this innocent one in her arms, faintly smiling. Safely securing the hazel one, her settling heart. Her attention on the dream version, that one to her right, warmly smiling at the other.
"If you ever need to talk, I am always willing to listen, so do not keep it all in." Her soft smile.
"Yeah...I was a fool. Thank you, Dabria..." Returning a similar grin.
An irreplaceable partner, her gratefulness to this one. Their own troubles within, constantly finding time for others. Enduring harshness, yet brightly proceeding.
A deity still learning, these simple feelings. Watching the fading dream version, their energy flowing into Dabria's body. Two halves now whole, an end to this nightmare.
Leaving that realm, returning to their own. The young woman placing her partner on the bed, shortly opening their palm. Placing the black box in it, warmly smiling.
Positioning the yellow plushie close to her companion, that one hugging it. Raising the blanket, covering the lavender individual with it. The goddess returning to her normal form, shortly getting ready.
Soon turning in for the night, lying down beside her partner. Another day coming, the hazel one awakening. Feeling an object in her hand, rubbing her eyes.
Raising it to her view, processing it. Glancing behind, Ava not in bed. Sitting up, her hasty heart. Opening the box, a ring within it. Its white and lavender color, a beautiful gem. Excitement from her, immediately jumping off the bed.
The opening door, that goddess stepping into the room. Her partner embracing her, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. Wrapping her arms around this innocent person, both smiling at the other.
"I meant to do this last night, but it didn't quite work out." Ava sighing.
"Small delays. Now, anything you want to get off your mind?" brightness from Dabria.
"Yeah...I think there are a few things, thanks." Similarly grinning at her.
I set the time limit, more as a way of slowing things. It was not like my other boundaries, but more out of my own guilt. You wanted to move on together with me...from that horrid day. I cherish our time together, and now is a good time to start making the next entry into our lives...thank you, Dabria...
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