Her little lies, keeping information to herself. One mostly removing herself from the battlefield, unable to put away her armor and weapons. An individual fighting for many years, constantly reaching after her light.
Her true desire still not in reality, the demon's eyes on her wish. The deity picking up a radio, thinking for a bit. Shortly pushing it to Cyra's view, trying to get her attention. A sigh leaving her, shaking her head in disbelief.
"The radio for him." Cyra humorlessly looking at her partner.
"Haha, he seems like a fun one." The woman laughing.
One from the heavens, the other from the land. Their unlikely meeting in the past, the individual from the earth guiding her companion above. A person defending the deity, punishing others willing to take advantage of his innocence.
Someone growing over the passing time, a demon witnessing his development. Valor glancing from left to right, shortly smiling at his companion. The two soon heading off together, that god fiddling with his new radio, turning from one channel to the next.
"Val, do you not believe that it is time we move onto the next phase in our lives?" her soft voice to him, gripping her arms.
Sounds filling the streets, many people passing by. The gently blowing breeze, blissful emotions in the air. A devil from a lawless world, someone enduring its harsh actuality. Her encounter with the mortal realm showing her much, a place steadily progressing, binding together with one another. The god thinking on her words for a bit, soon confusingly looking at his partner.
"There is a next phase?" scratching his cheek with his index finger.
A devil wishing for a bit more, patiently waiting for him. A slow individual, that purely flowing soul. Some frustration from her, holding the side of her head. The sighing young woman, looking to her side. The two coming far over the past few years, pleasantly proceeding along their route, Cyra now wanting to progress their relationship.
"Val...why not go and try to find a more relaxing place for us?" her hands behind her back, gently looking to him.
Valor seeing her warm look, that person waiting on him on their road. The deity's steady movements, making his way to her. Their many ventures in the past, enduring crushing despair. Overcoming their obstacles, proceeding to their current point with each other. The god shortly turning his attention onward, thinking on a location that can grab her interest.
"Alright, give me some time." Some uncertainty from him.
The young woman watching her companion head off, gripping her upper arm. Slightly looking away, her soft smile. A person doing his best, coming a long way after many years. Her willingness to wait longer, giving him more time.
The day going by, Cyra concerning with him. Locking onto his energy, eventually finding herself out in a flowery field. The god standing within it underneath the setting sun, positioning his arms in a thinking posture. Feeling the gentle breeze, petals blowing in the wind.
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"I believe this is a good place." Looking around his location
Emotions flowing in the endless stream, one pushing through their many challenges. A devil withstanding hopeless situations, proceeding forward in a feverish frenzy. Her guiding voice, wrapping countless in her black warmth.
A god building his life with this individual, slowly grasping her messages. His eyes soon to a crystal ring at his feet, this strange occurrence. Kneeling to it, his hand on his chin. An artifact of the gods in the mortal realm, wondering on the reason for its location.
"What is this doing here?" taking hold of it, bringing it closer to his view.
An unsettling situation, an object from the gods in the realm below. His mind on the Magi's chaos, a war setting madness everywhere. Two standing in their way, continuously protecting each other. A gentle heart connecting many, piercing the dark veil shrouding the worlds.
At the time, Cyra making her way through the flowery field. Her companion going far, finding this nice place. Shortly seeing her partner on his knee, her confusion at him.
"Val?" slightly tilting her head.
A soft voice to him, this guiding presence. The deity turning to her, still on his knee. His eyes to her in front of him, the person's hand to her chest. Two along the same road, the god presenting the ring to her. Her slightly wide vision, her increasing heart rate. Stepping away, Cyra surprisingly covering her mouth.
"Well?" his hand behind his head.
A meaningful day taking a turn, her mind on the previous occurrences, someone planning this moment. Night taking to the scene, the blood moon coming into view, shining its light down on two. An everlasting moment, warmth wrapping around her. Feeling the gentle breeze, the flowers swaying along, petals passing her line of sight.
"Yes!" her joyous voice, holding her hands to her chest.
"Huh?"
A timid one taking a step forward, the young woman not expecting it. Someone going far, always trying to do his best for her. This moment to her, her bright smile to him. Her words meeting the deity, her confusing message. Shortly pausing, looking to the ring in his hand.
The deity shifting his attention to his kneeling position, soon returning his vision to her. Repeating the process a few times, realization soon slapping him in the face. His shocking eyes, seeing his companion swiping the ring from him, happily turning from him.
"I never thought you'd planned this. I must say, I am really impressed here." Her hand to her cheek.
Two from different worlds, an unlikely meeting binding them together. A pure heart showing the deity much, her guiding hand setting him along his road. These never dying feelings throughout the years, sentiments stretching to the present day. A misunderstanding with his action, his reddening face, the god's increasing heart rate. Immediately rising, frantically raising his hands.
"W—wait!"
"We will continue this over dinner, for now, I will enjoy the moment." Cyra pleasantly walking off, her eyes on the ring.
Unable to believe the dilemma before him, everything quickly proceeding. The deity standing there, his mouth hanging open in shock. A mistake leading to the next phase in his life, his racing mind. Dreams forming in the moment, a journey continuously extending. His hands on his head, the crimson light bathing down on him.
"Fuck!!!" Valor crying out to the sky.
A day leading down a new path, both not expecting the shifting route. One happily going along, another dealing with the weight of his decision. Covering his face, soon following his companion.
Shortly moving his hand, seeing his partner's happiness. The demon's eyes on the ring, holding it up to the red moon, her bright mood. The deity's hand behind his head, smiling a bit.
For certain, I will have expected many more years until he proposed. Even now, he continues to surprise me. It may have been three millennia's, but certainly these desires are continuing to become a reality.
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