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Lagi

Lagi
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

Much to Lagi's surprise, the little girl proved to be a magician of some kind, using her magic in order to create a formation of rocks that was meant to serve as a  barrier between them and the frost wraith.  This didn't necessarily serve the fire wraith problems as well, with Lagi still unsure of Trent's current status and ability to handle things. However, at the very least, there was one less thing that was trying to kill them for the time being, or so he thought.   As if there was one last burst of defiance coming from the ice wraith, the freezing cold burst would seep through the rocky barricade and hit everyone with a C rank amount of frost burn damage.

"Roar!!!!"

Longzufu snarled in pain  as he tried to shake off the damage he received, not too pleased about getting hurt in the first place. Nevertheless, this was a dragon that has lived for a long time, experiencing pain such as this would be nothing compared to the numerous amount of battlefields that it's been in, and damage it had to endure for the sake of it's own life. Even with Longzufu losing its voice in the kou war after it's throat got damaged, the dragon was still standing strong.

As for Lagi, the frost burn itself left a major mark on his body as he regained his composure with the use of his c rank vampiric flight.  Sliding back on the floor as looked back to the overall damage done to his body due to the frost burn, Lagi growled impatiently as he soon felt something start to overtake him. The crackle and pop of veins and muscles mutating was a sight to behold as the mask retracted as well, revealing a monstrous design of what Lagi truly was, a vampire. This was a surprise to him as well, he knew he changed, he just didn't know how far gone he was.

In his vampire lord state, Lagi eyed the man with the shovel intently as his wound healed almost instantly with his vampire healing factor. He was ready for combat, he didn't care about what the others thought about the form he took.

"Great, more obstacles. Get out of the way!"

Depending on this man's answer, Lagi already had a few plans in handling him. At the same time, he was admiring his own majestic form.

Spoiler:

Healed damage for lagi since in full vampire lord form.
Longzufu took C rank frost ability damage

current look
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Lagi's Vault

Ani

Ani
A-Tier
A-Tier

The feats that the young girl had soon pulled out after being brought back to the ground she so desired, but Ani soon saw the after results of such actions as the frost had covered her and left its chill in the air for a moment. "Well shit." The words coinciding with her actions as she had immediately turned with the intent to circle around and pick the girl back up once again.

She knew that the cold could kill quickly, and the first thing to do would be to start warming her up. Though Ani knew that with the room they were in it would also be smart to get her out of here as quickly as possible, but who knew what kind of hell awaited them next. The thoughts began to run rampant through her mind before seeing Trently coming closer, she would attempt to grab the girl and help her onto Dragotsenny.

Hopefully getting the girl onto her Wyvern Ani would hold her close, wrapping her in some of her clothing, holding both her child and the girl close with the intent to keep them warm, hoping to help thaw the girl. "Full speed!" She commanded, knowing they had to get out of here regardless. Her hands moved to her belt, pulling her lantern out and holding it closer to them all to hopefully add more heat as they rocketed towards the gate, hopefully the combination of the clothing, lantern, and Ani's caring embrace would help the girl hold on while she marched on keeping her momentum going.

Stamina: 145/395
Magoi:280/290

Combat Details: Wings of Blinding momentum in effect.


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Trently

Trently
A-Tier
A-Tier


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48 hours since last post, and 96 hours since proxy post. Decided to post because I was in the mood to write and could not help myself. I hope this is fine. Dungeon is fun.




"Ah, I see, Ani has you!"

If the Fits All function of the Universal Sheath had not been able to save young Trently from the clutches of the evil ghost that is the Fire Wraith, he were to not even dare get near the wizard girl who had rescued him and the others. It was far too risky to allow an entity who wants to inflict harm around people, it would be a big safety hazard.

"Now speak, what is your business with us?

The man with a shovel in hand was quiet and just stood there in place but he was no new person to take light of. He could mean trouble and danger and so Trently were to confront him as Ani tried to take the girl and warm her up.

"Hurry, I will hold him back if he is danger!"

Exclaimed the traveler, his face a wash of blue and red as the intense cold and heat clashed and went to brutal war. Nobody but the wizard girl helped him, but he continued to protect his other peers, why? It was who he was raised as.

"Heh!"

Eyeing him down as he reached for his backpack to throw an object in and pull out another, he had Nimble Fingers. He acted fast and retrieved an item to heal his severe burnt body with. Trently was five meters from the enemy.

"Nature Focused Healing!"

The young one said as he applied magic to his severe burnt body that was in serious need of medical treatment asap. He did this all with his Nimble Fingers as the ominous man stood in front of him and Lagi, yet to respond to the group.

"Arashi Denki~!"

He said as he slashed downwards twice.

Tapping the Shuriken of Storms twice on his horn.

Cried out Trently, the battle crazed warrior, ready to fight if it came down to it again. His Shuriken of Storms crackling with storm magic as he used it to feed his ivory horn enough of lightning to store A-Tier electricity inside.

"Hey, are you okay? If you get hurt too bad, I got it."

Trently said to Lagi with a smile, trying to make amends with the man even though the two of them briefly fought. His ring of Spriggan Call being shown to Lagi to tell him that if he needs to be healed, that can be done if need be.

"Omen of the Storm! Shock Therapy!"

He yelled out loud as he let the power of electricity overwhelm his whole body and rapidly surge through him. It was time for the world of the storm child to feel the shocking charge he has to offer, including the Fire Wraith. His body began to course electrical power and as he was being fed the storm, the young man were to smirk wide. The storm were to zap the spirit within him and persist until it fled the body of Trently, brave hero of his country. He had chosen the wrong body to take over and he was to now suffer the horrifying consequences of his evil actions.

WORDCOUNT: 505

MAGOI: 130

STAMINA: 305

OOC Notes: Channeled storm magic through the body of Trently and trying to zap the evil Fire Wraith out. Tried to heal for A-Tier damage and used Nimble Fingers to switch magic items. Arashi Denki active and in use for the next three posts and used to charge up the Omen of the Storm.

Cost Log:  10 magoi for Spriggan Call. 20 magoi for the use of Arashi Denki. 20 magoi for the Omen of the Storm.

Items, Traits, Moves Used:

Backpack and Food:

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Solomon's Proxy

Solomon's Proxy
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

The Undertaker would ignore all of their words, he instead chose to focus on their actions. Watch how they responded to themselves, to him, to the danger that was in the air. He watched as the young girl who had to chose to sacrifice herself for them was freezing to death, how deep the ice truly froze her. The fury, the anger of the wraith as the young man tried to exercise the spirit from him with the lightning. How the emperor would just to reveal his power. To show his intimidating and raw power of one living man, now something more than the human he once was. They all presented something it seemed.

Sho was frozen solid, the magic of the wraith froze her to her very core. Like a sculpture of ice rather than a person. Ani kept her cradled, trying to warm the girl up with her lantern. It burned brightly, only thawing her skin, she'd be dead before the flame would truly get through. Who knew if she would be able to even, she might melt. It was sad to watch, freezing next to a flame so warm. Another different fire would also grab his attention.

The fire of the wraith violently flared out from Trently, it actually slightly intimidated the Undertaker slightly. It formed a demonic visage as the soldier tried to cleanse himself. The lightning from his horn would course through him, shocking, and heating his body. It fueled the flames, he was safe for it seemed the wraith couldn't hurt him at the moment, but he couldn't hurt him either. The flames burst back, appearing like a pair of wings, the lightning arcing out to form the bones. As it coursed through him and his horn, it made him looked cloaked turning into heat lightning. A boy wrapped in beautiful, yet angry hues of the flames.

Another monster was staring him down. He could sense the power dwelling within this form. The Vampire Lord Lagi would have an intimidating presence. He was different from the other two, he didn't really need something like they did though. He wanted to help, he wanted to live and prove himself like them both but he was different. He was already dead, well undead, so he wasn't saving anyone from those clutches in his case. There was something he yearned for though. He had an opportunity, they all had one inside of themselves. For that he was willing to take a risk, he was willing to gamble.

He would allow them all to settle, before speaking to the trio before him. His voice was honest, yet blunt. There would be no hesitation in his offer.

"I can help you with your woes, I can rid of that burning beast and I can tell you to heal that girl. It's simple, all you have to do is play this little game with me. While you play it I will transport you all, and keep the ice wraith stuck back here. The only thing you lose if you fail is that young lady there. She's already going to die, and for losing, I must take one of you. So I will let you all move on healed, and full of energy."

He would stop for a second, smashing his shovel into the ground. He was going to present the game before making them agree. Once it had struck the ground four coffins would rise up from the ground, he would then spin the shovel whispering, causing them to all float.

"All you need to do is rest in these coffins here, no one can hurt you while you're in them, but while inside the answer to healing her will be there, and you have to find it. Only one of you has too, but the more the merrier."

He would aim his shovel towards the coffins, gesturing for them to get in. Saying one last thing before they would be up to their own devices.

"Well, whattya have to lose?"

DM Notes: Ice wraith will be free in two posts if challenge not accepted, Sho will be dead in 2 posts. Undertaker challenge will remove the rest of the distance in the room


Undertaker:

Trently

Trently
A-Tier
A-Tier


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"That is what you want from us? To play a game?"

In a deep and distorted voice due to all the power surging through his body, the young one began to talk but his tone had changed. His new sound was that of a concerned fellow who only wanted the best for all of his comrades' safety.

"Anything to save the girl!"

A youth who saw death and despair, yet he did not give up on his dreams, aspiring to change his country, he departed for the plains and peaks of the Kou Empire and trained days on end with rest to achieve his unlocked potential.

"And anything to get rid of this spirit!"

Said the fool, ready to play the proposed game. It would be a lie if I told you that Trently was not even a bit nervous to partake in this but, he needed to save the girl. Not a word more, the young man decided to set foot within the coffin that rose out from the floor and play this game.

"Let us begin!"

Said the man with vigor, not anger or rage, but hope that all may turn out okay for them. A demon of war but a hero for he who wished to be, strives to truly be, for he is no evil entity but a humane person in seek of a better world.

"Ani, put her in, please! It is our only saving grace!"

A monster he vividly portrayed on the outside but a man is who he is in truth and shall be for as long as he dares to live in this world. He had a prior case of depression from what had occurred in that battle but it faded into the wind.

"The flow of the wind, fate, it carries me!"

A monologue to nobody but his own self, he loved to get lost in his own mind and wonder about this world of his. That was a knack of his that at times could get him into trouble, or assist him, for his imagination was a wild one.

"Vampy, you coming?"

The eyes of the male were that of a man ready to face death if need be, but he hoped that he and the others could do this. All of them had a chance to succeed or fail.

Lagi, the "no named man" he had gone under an odd and menacing alteration but that did not matter much to the young Trently. He did not judge the exteriors of beings. Eyes met with Lagi, the half way hero patted the dark coffin beside his own and laid down, a smile on his face.  

WORDCOUNT: 445

MAGOI: 130

STAMINA: 305

OOC Notes: Took a step into the coffin and laid his body down into it and asked Ani to put the frozen girl within it. Oh, and a reminder, Trently is not using Mask of Damned. A-Tier Burns healed with Spriggan Call.

Cost Log:  None at the moment.

Items, Traits, Moves Active:

Backpack and Food:

Magic Weapons:

Magic Items:

In Large Backpack:


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Lagi

Lagi
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

With the man started to explain his case of how useful he could be in the current situation at hand. Lagi decided to fly a bit closer to be one meter away from the man and within talking distance. After transforming back and Orie quickly covering Lagi's face with the symbiote like the mask that serves as his Requiem Jynyx persona, he would look back at Longzufu. His comrade was hurt, he didn't think that stalling here and giving any more chances for the frost wraith to get away was intelligent. Ther was also the case of the woman, wondering if she could be even more useful down the line. If that was the case, Lagi decided it was worth conserving her life.

But once again, Trent already went inside and even went as far as to pat the coffin beside him in order to invite Lagi. With a strained grown, Lagi flew over to the coffin.

"Only because I can't trust you to handle this on your own. "


With that, he went inside.


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Lagi's Vault

Ani

Ani
A-Tier
A-Tier

The bizarre tone that fell upon them caused discordance for a moment before Ani would take action, she couldn't really think of anything else better to do at the moment. When it came to the dungeons she had experienced there was only one thing she felt like she knew had to be true, you sometimes had to make decisions with faith behind them. While thoughts of running towards the gate had crossed her mind with her intense speed the Azure Amazon thought to let placidness set in. Her mind relaxing as she would climb off her beast.


"I'll trust you, I'm in."
Her lips pursed into a smirk as she felt herself finding confidence in the situation. Her beasts would be fine she hoped, but with their queen, they would most likely be alright without Ani to guide them if there was something wrong. It was obvious what she had to do and soon enough she placed Sho in one of the coffins before she herself would climb into one, preparing herself with a soft breath knowing that she had to take her child with her, she looked down at Kor and smiled as she would hug him and closed her eyes waiting for what might come.

Stamina: 145/395
Magoi:280/290

Combat Details: Wings of Blinding momentum no longer in effect.

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Solomon's Proxy

Solomon's Proxy
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

One by one they entered the coffins, with it their vision, their hearing, their smell, and even their touch began to vanish. They would feel no resistance, no urge or will to struggle. It was like a warm blanket on a cold night pulling them gently to sleep. It was time for the game to begin.




He wasn't a warrior, he wasn't a gallant standing hero, or the big man that he needed to be, or was striving to be. He wasn't Trent, Trently, a Demon, or even a man hoping to claim the power of a djinn. He was all of that, but right now that's not who he was. He was Torento Yanaihara, he was a boy, he was a young man wielding no weapons, with no magical power to make him feel stronger. He stood there seeing why he was powerless, why at this moment he was literally powerless.

The young dark haired male would stand there without any of his gear, literally less in size. There he stood in the middle of a fullscale battle. War clamored around him as along the clang of metal could be heard. It scrapped against his ears boggling his mind. It was a familiar noise, it was a familiar battle. Not the setting, but the armor, the sides, it was the Civil War. There were men from both sides of the nation fighting one another. He stood amidst seeing the men of Gao lose their heads, their blood splatter onto his face. He looked up to the men just to see them be sliced down.

A voice would be heard amongst the battle, as men were dying on both sides. Men from the same nation going to kill each other. He would see as his kin, men that were his brothers of blood through combat. He stood so small next to them all at this moment, his body young and weak. However, a voice would urge him forth with minor strength, an inspiration to face these warring sides of the nation.

"End the bloodshed please, what is this war for, you have to do something, please, you gotta do something!"

War had filled this power with power and inspiration, yet here he stood with the strength to kill no one. His words held no poetic merit. He had nothing in this trial, it was just him and his will. Torento would stand with no smart words or witty comebacks. There would be no call to arms or chivalrous words that would be able to inspire these men. He had a steel will possibly, but no steel to cut down these men. He was a boy who stood with nothing but his life.

He stood to end the bloodshed, with nothing but his own heart and head.




Life was peaceful, it was truly peaceful for the King of Reim once again. It was nice to see that the people of his country were happy. He didn't have the same sway but he did get to look at the wonderful view from the palace. He got to enjoy walking to the market and seeing the local people. It was nice to be free from so many of his worries, of his woes.

Life had felt ideal, it wasn't some picture perfect illusion with no worries. The king had all he really wanted though. El Drago flew high in the sky, scanning over the nation as the warm sun settled against Lagi's skin. He felt truly human, he felt relaxed, no bitter nature towards the world. Just him and his convictions, and a warm touch as arms started to wrap around him.

There was no worry to the king though, he felt powerless in their grasp. As the lovingly wrapping around him he would hear her sweet voice. Ah, the love his life coming to greet him. Her hands would move to cover his face, she greeted "Good Morning and guess who? And no, it's not Orie."

As he would feel content as her voice teased him. However, he would hear her voice ask her one more thing. It beckoned at him sweetly, yet it stung him like the world's sweetest poison.

"So are you ready to leave it all, you're not gonna be bitter about it right, you are willing to give it all up right?"

He would hear laughter in the background approaching, he would have to answer as her as he turned. A glimpse of red caught his eye as the king stood feeling like he had no power in the happiest moment of his life.




It was an odd feeling for her, it didn't feel like it was that long ago. It was something that the Immuchak hadn't felt in quite some time. She was small again, she felt small again. She wasn't weaker, she was younger, it felt like, but she was small again. The world, however, was so large in comparison. The world felt so large when you're alone.

Towering pillars of ice reached into the sky like a claw grasping for the sun. Snow covered her every step, the only warmth was that of Kor, he was still on her back, safe and providing the kindest warmth the mother had ever felt. However, there it sat in the snow, it glowed among the wall of white in the tundra.

It was a village, it was her home, there were plenty of boats. None of them would be helpful for escape, for all the boats were circling, making sure none would escape during the hunt, they had one encircled under the ice around the village. Soon it would burst through, and there would be no running as the blue-haired woman would have to fight this raging beast. She had no weapons though, all she had was a club, and two hunting dogs.

"You have yourself and no way out so why not give it your all?"

The voice beckoned, it was an offer. She had everything to lose in this battle. She had none of her true brawn, it was her chance to make it or break it. It was so large, it was larger than life and the world. Her trials for the djinns felt like nothing, she had nothing and everything to toss it all away for nothing.

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Trently

Trently
A-Tier
A-Tier


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"Sir, you interested me in you."

In a soft tone of voice, he said to the man, curious why he tried to stop him from entering Gamigan. It was clear that the vampire did not want to allow Trently to win but, why?

"Your words at the gate interested me."

The boy said, even if he is no longer one, he is a boy and forever shall be one to his deceased pops and grand pops. Trently spoke to Lagi and sought to bring out the best in him as the two of them laid at rest, about to play a game.

"I as well have lost, but we must let fate guide us."

"Vowing to do better and living and learning."

With a warm smile under his visage of worry, he had taken notice of a part of Lagi that was caring, the good in him. The rukh had potential to prosper and envelop the man in an aura of light. That went for all living beings, or did it!?

"I depart with that, best of luck! You too, Ani!"

The ever cheerful young man exclaimed right before his and the others' coffins were to shut closed, sealed tight. His attempt to spur on his fellow team mates was not a very great one for this crowd, Ani and Lagi, but he'd tried.

Trently said all this in vain though, alone in his coffin.

"I have my doubts about this game but, I have no choice."

Claimed the fool, his hands in a prayer for all his partners. Not to mention the girl as well, a hero to Trently. It has been a truly fear inducing series of events that have led up to now and it finally began to make the youth feel fright.

"It is like a nightmare and hell had a baby."

He told himself as he started to run down what he and the others' have experienced thus far. It freaked him a bit out as he continued to see such horrors and scary anomalies. Pain had begun to be felt yet again but it was not as bad as before since his burns were now healed and gone but he had to bite down on his kimono to cope with the torment. At the same time, he was in a great state of fret for the girl who had become frozen by the icy winds. He could not help but keep thinking about her and doing his best to save her. It was on his mind as well with the other mixed emotions of his that he could not help but try to keep at bay within him. It was a sign of the weak to ignorant people to cry and so Trently tried to not show it but it ate at him, leading him to break down. He had a terrible past few months, with bloodshed and anguish plaguing his life.

"Ugah! Spirit, as I said, I will not let you hurt them.
You can count on me to put an end to you."

But he cannot just suppress what he feels, or else he will only end up only hurting nobody but his own self, Trently. And so he was to begin to let it all out as if a dam being broken and the water of the rivers flowing out free at last.

"If I can rid of the burdens of others, I can be happy."

It was his pleasure to take on the troubles of others and if he could do that, he could find his purpose of living in life. His eyes crying out a river of tears, of joy and suffering as the coffin he laid in carried him away off someplace else.

"I pledge my being to cease the spilt blood of my war."

The boy, Torento Yanaihara, said as the world around him began to shape and change with his big and brave words. It was the game that had altered reality for him. What is it that was happening though? Where was he? Why was this battle of horrors taking place in front of his very eyes? Weak in power, no poetic merit in his words, he had none of his famous gear that he accumulated along his journey.

"Wha- Huh?"

All he were to have with him was his heart and head, only. His teardrops of anguish shed with the purpose of allowing the boy to regain his focus and unwavering human psyche.

"I just want it to... stop!"

The vessel of the boy, his body, it was not the one he trained for years on end to build from the bottom up. Shouting, he was an emotional wreck. He forgot all that had recently occurred in the past hour as he met face with this lurid and atrocious scene of warring and bloodshed. Men dying, guts rolling across the ground, vital fluid to life being used as paint to color our mother earth, and why? Young and no muscle to hustle, he stood amidst this all.

"I will end this! I must!"

He was inferior in size, in everything, but he was not here to perish and fail his people or not do anything about this. With his tears wiped off his face, he started to take action as soon as he can. But as he ran to scout, the blood of his brothers were to splatter on his face. He could not escape the death and despair. It was one of his worst fears but that was not what he feared the most. In truth, it is not being able to see out his dreams and end all of warring.

"I- have to... end this! But if I die here, which I very well just could, then I wont be able to truly end this, will I?"

The boy said as he took steps back in fear, not of dying but of his dreams not being able to be realized if he does die. He wanted to return one day, but he would not be able to come back to this ugly battle in this exact period of time.

"I have to run... to live to dedicate another day to stopping this war and see out my dreams to better the world!"

If he had simply did that when fighting that spirit in the previous room, the Fire Wraith, he could have avoided being possessed and endangering his dungeon comrades. But it is what it is, he can only look forward now, doing his very best to stay alive to make a bigger impact with time.

"..."

Yet even with those words, he did not want to leave without giving it a try at least in stopping this battle. However, was it worth risking the future victories over?Torento stood back, out of the way of harm, to stay alive. Dare I say, he even ran as well, but his intentions were pure of heart. A safe distance he'd fled, all for the future.

"But... I have to at least try..."

Yet his desire to help would not cease to exist. He could not leave the field of battle all together, the boy had to help out somehow if he could. The youth would stop in his tracks and look back at the warring sides, yearning to aid.

"What can end a battle without bloodshed?"

He set off in a full sprint back, making a return to the battle before it ended in a so tragic loss of thousands. Scouting the Gao Yuan Zu men, he made sure to not get mixed up in the fighting but instead, look for a white flag. In war, a flag of blank white signal both retreat and defeat.

"I need armor for a disguise and protection..."

The young one said as he searched for armor among the deceased soldiers that had fallen. If he was able to acquire the loot of a passed warrior and equip it, he would next scout around to get his hands on a white flag to signal to all of the Gao Yuan Zu army to withdraw from this battle.

WORDCOUNT: 1360


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Lagi

Lagi
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

With Lagi entering the coffin, it seemed strangely comfortable for him from the point of adjusting himself and laying himself back. Darkness overtook him, more or less, as he started to become enveloped in a strange energy that seemed to take him somewhere. But as for the destination that he arrived, Lagi truly didn't know. Is it the past? Was it another alternate future?

"The sun.... it doesn't hurt?"

It didn't burn, feeling the sun upon his skin was giving the opposite sensation of what he was used to. It wasn't as if it was draining the very essence of life from him, or in his original circumstance, overwriting the essence of death he bore.

No..... this was something else..something different.

Even before the montage of the lucid dream continued, the first thing that Lagi wished for was a mirror. He wished for it, he imagined for it with all of his heart.

"....."

Within seconds, he saw one on a nearby counter, reaching for the mirror and quickly picking it up to look at his own face. For a man with many faces that constantly changed, he couldn't have been happier to see his own original face. His hair was still cut short, his skin maintained some color to it, his eyes were sky blue. Lagi was himself again, he didn't know how, but he was.

"Wow..."

Looking outside of the palace window, Lagi would smile.

"I think I'll take a walk..."




With Lagi entering the streets of his beautiful city, he would feel ecstatic at the idea of how everyone was. There was no sort of ill will towards him whatsoever, as a matter of fact, Lagi was known for walking among the streets of Reim and talking with the people. Sometimes people felt that they weren't worthy to request an audience with him, or even felt scared and embarrassed. One of the things that Lagi did in order to rectify those negative feelings was to make himself seem like one of the people and talk to them casually.

His socialite style of doing things was one of the reasons why he was different as a leader, and he took pride in it as well.

"Roarrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!"

Looking up, Lagi smiled in glee at the fact that his partner, El Drago was alive and well.

"Hey, Draconis!"

With a small wave, his dragon partner nodded at him and continued to fly off, apparently going through a few transitional loops in the sky. The lightning dragon seemed to be enjoying itself, which is what Lagi wanted for his friend as well.




With everything seeming to feel like the perfect day with it still being morning, Lagi's face was covered by a familiar presence as it felt like time had stood still. He felt a bit giddish at the thought that it wasn't orie caressing him so. The glimpse of red almost gave it away, he just knew that it wasn't shivali holding him in such a way. It had to be Sara, she was the only one for a while, the only one who still tried to follow behind him and believe in him no matter what he did. That kind of companionship was something he longed for, at the same time, he felt like it was something he didn't deserve. To do the right thing by someone and avoid letting the darkness overtake his actions and his heart.

"Sara...I..."


She asked him, or the voice that he assumed Sara asked him. Was he ready to give it all up, could he possibly give it all up? Give it all up and what, go back to this feeling of bliss and happiness? Could he return to where he truly was before and felt peace at? Could he return home and become a hero for his people once again?

"I can't......I don't know how... I've done so much... sacrificed even more than I knew I had. I do want to go back home, I wanted to be the positive image of what they wanted me to be. A hero, a good dad.......but my hands.... have been stained with so much sin. I'm ashamed to even say that I don't know if the revenge I sought for the proposed dangers to my family and my country was even worth it anymore. How could they welcome me back if I played the role of the devil....... under this mask!!!!!!!!!!"

He was in so much pain, and it was because of the following. Deep down, he knew, he knew that even if everything went his way and he threw heliohapt into a state of recovery that would take decades to even return from as vengeance for their constant meddlings, like the envoy they sent to make peace that went around and killed some of lagi's spymasters; and even one of the members of the alchemists that was in heliohapt like armor that was present when his father was kidnapped and hurt, would it end with just him? If he was to reveal who he was and his ties with Reim, they would just come again, even if he was to justify what he did as a long time coming reaction to how much they negatively opposed him when he wanted to do good.

His true intentions of wanting to be good and kind to his people, he sacrificed power for it, he gave up his dark metal vessel for it. He had to seek a different power, even prove himself in the Coliseum while he was king for the sake of showing everyone that he was a fighting king, that he would leave his thrown to fight alongside his people.

"I'm happy but... I'm sad. From the way that you cover my face, I don't know if I'll ever see you again. The reason why I can't give everything up is because I gave everything in.. yes a warped way..sense of reason.... but to protect, with all of the infamy being all on me at the end of it so that none of the people of reim or my family and friends would be at harm. I thought of faking my death at a point, but I chose eternity .....therefore... I have an eternity of sacrifices to make...............and, if in the end, I am to give happiness to others, I must devoid myself of such things that I don't deserve, like to belong among the people of my country and my loved ones. It makes me wonder.....even wish... if at the end of it all... someone could see me........suffering.....if someone....if there was a place for me......in the end..."


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Lagi's Vault

Ani

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The fact that Ani had been transported somewhere was not a surprise, but the fact that she appeared to be younger and in her home was a bit unsettling at first. Kor kept her grounded as his warmth and smile made the younger face of the Imuchakk relax as her major tensions were eased. The beast and the boats lingered in her mind as the voice challenged her with the situation and hinted at the more sinister nature before her. "Well, I already made my choice to be here." Her words were a bit shaky for a moment as she felt a bit weaker in child-like self. Sure she had already been an adult for a while before her growth spurt and muscular increase to become her Amazon self.

Within the brief moment, she was lost in her mind as her body began to run and her lips pursed into a familiar shape to make a whistle hit a certain key for the dogs to hear, a command to follow her. Ani would run towards the beast, her eyes locked on it as she would suddenly turn to the right so she could circle around the beast and see if it had any weak spots.


"Well I don't know your names, but I'm sure we got this!"
She would yell out to the dogs, Kor, and most importantly herself. Confidence in herself was important, but she wasn't going to be arrogant, no she was going to play it smart and try to figure out and complete the challenge the best she could. Tilting her head over at the dogs her head would tilt, the long azure locks flowing and almost covering her face, reminding her why she cut it, her command was for them to split up for confusion.

The entire point of using the dogs to distract the beast was to give herself some time or to try and open an opportunity for her to use her club on the beast in a meaningful way. "I should be able to do this, beasts, a weapon, and my guts."

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Solomon's Proxy

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The boy would gather gear from the dead. Awkwardly fitting himself in order to be protected, to be masked from the world around him. He picked up tools, and weapons to help him stand before a mighty army of his own nation. The blood of his own kin touched him in the garments he had taken off from the dead. The poorly fit him, they were way to large, even the smallest piece. Torento was only a young boy, yet he tried to stand tall.

He stood tall, trying to bring an end to the fighting. As he presented his white flag hoping to signal to his fellow men of Gao he would gain their attention. However, the young boy would manage to attract the attention of everyone. He had been able to achieve his goal of ending the fighting, he had gotten them to all stop. Now they had all focused their gazes on Torento.

Their intense bloodlust washed over him, it stripped him, figuratively and literally, as the armor he had gathered vanished. The weapons, the courage, even his flag to flea had all disappeared. The gazes stayed though, they all were transfixed, weapons still ready in hands to maul. They looked at him with no mercy, only waiting for him to speak, or to act. The boy had to save them, the boy now had all of their attention.

The pleas of those dying would reach out to the boy, however, it felt as if everyone on the battlefield had just wanted to kill him. They were ready to come at him with their weapons and slaughter the child. Surely they wouldn't, he would need to do something though. Without action, they would soon be restless. He would need to find his voice, he had nothing to help him, it was just him.




The king would turn to see the face of the woman who spoke, it was, in fact, his love Sara. However it was also Merrze, then she shifted into another redhead he may have seen. Her face shifted between the various woman Lagi had been attracted to, she was in every sense his dream woman. His kids weren't here right now, this was just world with all he wanted. However, he would hear her speak, explaining, trying to calm and talk to the king.

"It's okay, everything's gonna be fine darling. I get it, you've done your best. It's felt like the only way to bring good is to be the worst and the best thing at the same time. You don't need to be a villain anymore, you don't have to be dark and depraved."

She softly kissed him, she would appear as whoever he loved, whoever he truly wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Her image would settle, guiding him, leading him outside to stand out before a crowd, a massive gathering crowd coming from all reaches of the nation. The entire nation of Reim was coming to see him, to come see the king. Her words coming out, comforting the man, he had no reason to have such stresses.

"It's okay, you can be happy and bring good. You just gotta give yourself to the country, stop focusing on the power, just give yourself, give all of yourself to us all. We need your all to us to after all, you're willing to give death and peace, but what about life and sorrow?"

The sky would be torn asunder as she spoke, darkness ripping through as the people stared deep into the soul of the king. He stood with everything in the world, everything he truly wanted, all his freedoms and all of his peoples. He could never have the power to himself, but he could have this happiness to himself. He could see it, however, it as loved wrapped around him he could see the fear in everyone's eyes. They were all going to die, the dark sky was pulling towards Lagi, he was bringing the end.




As she rushed through the ice with her dogs the beast would circle blow, rolling around under the ice waiting to strike. She would, she would strike so fast it was like lightning ripping through the ice and the sky. It would pickup one of the dogs along with Ani's left arm in an instance. It was one raging, rampaging queen unicorn.

The violent sea beast would thrash around, it was able to kill such a simple beast with ease. It was going to take more than that. It was a raging spirit that pushed her forward, but it was being exposed by the raging cold around her. She was accustomed to it, she had faced beats of equal power in the real world. She could deal with this, however, that wasn't it. It was an impossible challenge, the beast would be able to destroy all the beasts before her, the ice tore as the Immuchak would fall in the water.

Red and blood would conceal her vision in a haze. As she could see the faces of her mother, her father, her friends. Her new life, her baby that was with her. Her guild, her vision for a better future. It was all she fought for yet it was fleeting. It was a troublesome turmoil, she knew it was all dream, that it wasn't all gone. But it felt all so pointless, wasn't it all. She had only herself to offer to this beast, she had to fight it in some way didn't she. Despite being a dream, everything, even her soul began to feel like it was going to drown.

The water would swirl around her, the contrats of blues of her hair and the water clashed with the staining of her blood. She could fight, she could try to swim as it all tried to crush her, to depress her. There was still something to offer, losing everything didn't mean there was nothing to lose but nothing to win in failure.

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The boy, young but determined, he became garbed in an armor of Gao Yuan Zu and retrieved a white flag to wave. With it in his hands, he brandished it in the wind and let it ripple in front the thousands of soldiers before him today. His will was undying, and continued to grow in power by the day. It was as if it could not be broken by anything.

"You all know why I waved that flag! This battle is futile!"

Roared the child, his eyes embodying the wrath of all the men who fought to change their nation. He was weak but that did not matter to him, because what mattered most was his golden heart, his mind, and his beliefs for balance.

"What would you do if you all had no swords to fight!?

You all would use your fists! And what if you had no fists!?

You all would use your legs to kick down your foes!

But what if you were stripped of all your power you had!?

You all would fight with your words!"

He ripped his top off his torso, throwing it out to the wind. It was then carried away by the flow of fate, to someplace else unknown. The boy was scrawny and had small muscle but he was to proceed to entice the audience with his big words of mighty will. His eyes were stone cold but hot with great passion, burning ever so brightly as the stars above.

"Ye who have an indomitable will, rise up from the chains that bound you, relinquish yourselves, and use your voice!"

The body of the boy becoming hot as he felt the rush of undeniable blood lust of the armed masses, real angry. Nothing of his past had been able to compare to this moment in time, all eyes on him, soldiers filled with rage.

"Our voices have a purpose!"

With an intense stare, he gazed upon the men and smiled. If he could, he would absorb all of their woes. But he simply cannot do that, and so he did his best to help them move on from their misery and pain. He wanted prosperity.

"If you are ignorant, you shall strike me where I stand!"

Shouted the lad, Torento Yanaihara, knowing a lot of them were just as angry as he was at the war and the Zu family. But a lot of them supported on or the other. Nobody was in the middle or had the idea of a balanced country of voting.

"But those who want to rid of the bloodshed of our brothers and kin, help me help you, abolish the tyranny of what our country has created and allow your voice to make a change! Look at the peace and prosperity that Reim has! We must learn and take notes or else we will fall behind!"

Heart racing, fist clenching, eyes dazzling, he spoke loud. The boy needed to let his voice be heard by the people of his nation and he had to get his message across or else only more demise awaited the eastern country of culture.

"I, heir of the Yanaihara estate... shall do just that, to end the pain and anguish that plagues us! For our future!"

Tears being held back, he was on the close verge of crying. Yet, he stopped his self from doing so, wiping the drops from his eyes. But then they came right back, and harder.

"As a man of both Gao Yuan Zu and Yoshiro Zu views...
I have seen the best of both worlds! We can have balance!"

Once more, he were to shed tears. They twinkled as they fell and hit the ground. But contrary to him crying, he was not sad at all but frustrated. He had enough of the sorrow.

"We can have at the same time..."

"Benevolence and Care!"

"And..."

"Wisdom and Wrath!"

If they could just hear his plea, the boy would be grateful. But was what he was saying enough to convince them to set down their arms and alter the tide of this bloody war?

"Do not spill the blood of your brethren! What we as men of the great Kou can do is go our separate paths, and face against the weak rebellion and institution in hopes we can change our country for the better! We can all have peace!"

He hoped that his words could get to them and change how they think of one another, as we all only want a better Kou. If we continue to bear hate for our beliefs, none of us will truly have own opinions of our own for we would all be condemned for what we think. War must not fester more.

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Lagi

Lagi
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Lagi would be blushing if it were not for the total confusion he experienced when he looked at the woman in front of him. When every moment passed, the face changed when he saw who this woman was.

It was Sara, and it wasn't.

It was Merrze, and not then.

Even Shivali's face made an appearance, only to blend with the other two.

"W-what..... "

Lagi stepped back a little, the girls he ever loved at a time were shifting their faces, regardless of the fact that he was able to count the number of women on three fingers generally. Even if Lagi was regarded as a lecherous king of some degree, it was only because we were abandoned when we acted, but his heart was innocent in love matters and his ability to do so. There were many things about Lagi, about which not many people saw or even knew. It was a face that they did not know, a face hidden from the rest of the world today.

" I.... don't understand. "

It wasn't as if Lagi lost his memories when he entered his coffin, he knew he was still in the dungeon, it produced some sort of fantasy in his mind with which he would be okay. But he didn't understand the point, even something so peaceful as it was torturous to him, even though the soft touch of his lips reached him and led him to the crowd that began to gather from different places to see him.

"Are all these people here for me? "

Has he really considered himself that great? No, Lagi made some mistakes and sometimes he jumped the gun with his actions. However, when he acted in Reim 's best interests, his heart was in the right place, he had no idea why others did not believe it.

" If I could make them all happy... I would.... maybe I went too far.... "

However, Lagi couldn't understand the look in the eyes of everyone around him in the embrace of his love. Have they been.... fearful?

" Something 's wrong.... "

Lagi looked up to the dark sky, putting the woman behind him, as she moved even closer to it.

"What's that?! What does it mean? This..... omen!!! "


Was it a sign or a premonition not to return? Is it due to the possibility that he will end it?


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Lagi's Vault

Ani

Ani
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While the sudden attack was rather dangerous Ani hadn't the time to respond, nor did she have the time to think at first. As within moments she was thrown around like a toy and one of the hounds she had brought with her was killed already. Under her natural instincts as a mother and a beast tamer, she felt the need to assure the safety of the second hound that was with her. Though as the vast freezing blue was wrapped around her with crimson accents she couldn't help but feel as her mind would become clouded for only a second, though it seemed to pass her by in a millennium.

As the thoughts of what she was here fighting for began to run through her head like a dream, they were soon followed with scenes of the toughest moments in her life. It felt a bit rough seeing all the times she either had to power her way through it or had to deal with the failure of her actions, but as the scenery started to come back into color she was left with one more image that lasted in her brain for a second, the view of her home when she left that night many years ago. Hopelessness was seemingly apparent and her body seemed to be at risk of breaking as the pain and coldness flooded, even though her mind told her it was all fake and that she needed to just focus herself.

Then her arms began moving, weakly at first but within moments the Amazon had begun to swim trying to move and trying to fight. Underwater she couldn't speak but all she could say to herself in her head was one sentence. "No, just because I look like this doesn't mean that's who I am still." The words spurring the woman to full motion, remembering that she has grown and that she did need to learn but she had to stop letting the past drag her down as hard as she did, struggling against everything hoping that her body suited for moving in the water would still work here and she began to search trying to gain location of the beast underwater. Once her eyes were locked on it she would bolt through the water as fast as she could.

However, she did not turn away from the beast with the intent to escape but instead she swam directly at the beast as fast as she could. If it was just her fighting this thing she would have to use all her natural capabilities against this thing. Her rosé eyes narrowed and her hand would grip around the club should she still have it, she wasn't sure if her recent abilities would manifest in this world like her rainbow wings but she was still an Imuchakk and she knew that well. Underwater the Amazon would hurl herself at the queen intending to fight Matriarch to Matriarch. Her mouth clenched tight as she held her breath and let instinct take over.

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The child stood atop a giant flat stone, his eyes peering down on all who were fighting just not very long ago now. A rising tension corrupted the air, but was it lowering yet? He had not a clue to spare. They were as quiet as statues. With his bare chest exposed to them, he clenched up his scrawny bloody fists and cried at the top of his very lungs.

"Hraaah~!"

Hands painted with the blood of Gao Yuan Zu men, he rose them in the air for all of them to witness their own doing. With a chilling stare on his face, he was being driven mad into pure wrath. His frustration morphed into intense fury.

"You cannot let your fellow men perish here!"

His eyes were angry, fueled with rage, but he knew he had to control his temper. The boy relaxed his clenched fists but his irrefutable rage for the war had already came out.


"Take a look at your fallen and hurt comrades!"

That was the end of all he had to say. He said his mind with pride and did not regret a single word he had spoken. He held his chest high and mighty, his eyes firm as a rock as his wrath to change his nation overcame his entire soul.

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Solomon's Proxy

Solomon's Proxy
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The boy spoke with a passion, with words to surely make a mark. It was moving to some degree, but not to what was needed her. His anger only riled up more anger, he a boy stood there lecturing them. They offered up their blood, their bodies, and their lives. As it began to fill them the words came out in a uniform chant. It was feedback from the boy's passion, his words had enticed them, but they were nothing more than words. "What have you given, what have you lost. You talk of loss, a loss we know well. It takes more than that to stop a war. If you wish to motivate, what do you offer?"

It was aggravating if he was going to stand here like a man they were going to treat him like one. To show him the reality of war. For the common fighter, for those on which the country was either their savior or slayer. The sky turned red, his white flag had blood was over it dying the fabric red.  Their eyes were now red dots, setting their sights directly on Torento.

They swarmed upon the boy, the masses grabbing at his small body into order to strike at him and harm him. His skin had been slashed, he was being bruised and beaten. It would feel like his body pulsating. His blood pressure was skyrocketing, his senses would be awry as the crowd would then question him. Asking but a simple question, chanting it over him.

"What do you choose to offer? What do you wish to lose? Burning Spirit and Cold Heart, One you are, to play it's part." rang over and over, through his body like the pain. Frying his nerve ends and shocking his senses, he had lost an arm before in the war. That was different however he was unaware, he didn't have the choice, he got a replacement. Now he had to offer something.

What will he choose to offer? What will he wish to lose?




From the tear in the sky came down a rolling mass of black rukh. It would move, speeding towards the ground at immense speed. With the distance, however, there was some time. Not too long, the end was near as he would feel it suck the life from the air. It was coming to consume the people. It was coming to eventually consume him.

The shapeshifting woman ran up to the king, she would appear as Sara. Holding onto the king, it was a firm hold, it was Sara's hold. He would feel some warmth in the end, she was sobbing, however. She would begin to cry to him, to let out her woes to him. "You've been gone my love, and now the world is coming to an end. I've searched for you for so long, how I've missed you. My Glorious king, I believed in you!"

She would give him a longing kiss, before fading, shifting into Shivali who had no words to offer. Nothing but a sentiment, showing him memories, or rather feel them. As the kind memory would begin to fade it would change into a strong embrace. It held him tight as he felt a nice kiss, a goodbye kiss.

Merrze would depart from him, slowly letting go of his hand as her words began to leave her lips. Her words would help form his options, as well as his woes. "I do, or did, maybe might love you. I'm not sure, I don't think we worked Lagi. I wanted us to, you always took charge though. You move forward your way and we all love that. You're willing to offer, to give, and sacrifice but your way. Is your heart still, your will resolute or do you burn, rage deep within yourself? You latch on, and us just as well to you. However what if you're giving on the world's terms, for the failure of yours?"

As the figure moved away the passionate and longing love of Sara formed a blade, the sentiments of Shivali formed the hilt, Merrze's words, woes, worries, and mismatched love formed the fixings to hold it together. The people, his people was the driving energy in the air. Everything he held dear. It was was all so powerful and moving, His world was ending but it was swelling up inside the king as he would hear but a whisper as the blade sat in his hands.

"You know what you have to do, what must go through."




As the Immuchak was swimming towards the rampaging unicorn she shot forth like a raging stream. The two of them raced through the water. They were nothing but their natural selves, she was battling the beast with her pure power. Things would feel off however as the game of chicken continued. Where was the Baby? It was on her back before in the dream, however, Kor and the dog where gone. The lights surrounding above where gone.

It would be a blink, in a flashing moment. They were all now in the water, surrounding her, drowning. Her family, her new beast, her baby. They were all dying, and the Unicorn saw that. The unicorn saw its targets. Ani's Hunt had been stolen from her. This was now the hunt of the beast, this was now the hunt of a rampaging queen. This Matriarch knew that a Matriarchs strength was its weakness. That was its family

He would start slicing through the people of the village first. Trails of blood would quickly follow after the beast, it was going to slay them all. She could smell the blood, she could smell their blood. The cold salty water felt even colder with the iron from their bodies. It was a strong saddening smell. She had felt like she failed, in failure, there were options, however.

She had to save them somehow, she would have to cover the horn or hold it back. She only had herself, they were all dying, she had brought them in. It was a consuming fear, a consuming past as was at stake. Was she willing to offer her all, was she willing to lose it all? Was she of cold will, and sound mind, or of a raging spirit and burning soul?

The world outside turned to a darkened sky as the waters too started to turn pitch black. The end was soon, the end was soon and a decision needed to be made.

DM Notes: Last post, what are you willing to offer, what are you willing to lose, Before burns of kindness, now a single rhyming answer should suffice. No answers or hints will be given.

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Trently

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The emotions of the boy were twisted with madness but he did his best to get them under control, taking back sanity. Nothing but this war was to blame for his anger, yet to put all the blame on it would be wrong, he needed to man up. To take the fault for what he has done, truly, and failed at.

"I lost them... Kasai, my father! Chien, my grandfather! Two men of the same coin but on the other side!"

He shouted as they tugged at him, all trying to get a slash into his skin, to scar him only even further. The boy cried with blood all over him, he was so weak and frail, sadly. Sure, the war was a part of the fault, it was, but the child had to take blame as well, he attempted the failed heist in the first place. If it was not for that, he may have not been turned into a human bomb, sent out to murder thousands.

"I have given my blood, sweat, and tears! What more do you all fucking want!? Is this not enough!?"

Screamed the cut, bruised, and beaten boy. He wanted his power to fight back but, he would not get it back just yet. He sought to do good, punish the evil with wrath, give back to the innocent, all that and etc. But now he was faced to give more of him, a piece of his own feeble body.

"I shall put forward all I can for the innocent!"

In distress, he yelled, wanting so bad the power to fight. Yet, he had to understand that nobody but him was being penalized for his sins, which he just now came to fathom. He was a man, he acted like one, and now he had to take on the repercussions of his brave but very foolish actions.

"I wish to lose nothing, just as all of you do!"

"But if I must, I must! I will not stop fighting!"

With bold words he spoke, taking their anger to manifest into constructing a bigger and better will than ever before. What the hell was wrong with him? He kept on eating up the feelings of others and using it to power his motivation. The youth, Torento Yanaihara, was a very distinct person who not too many could manage to truly crush his resolve.

"Go on and take my final arm! Hoah~!"

His offer to the men was his arm, and that was it, but he did not want them to take it away just for nothing. However, he had no say in that matter, so he had to just deal with what fate threw at him from this point onward. Standing, he glared at the ground, then the sky, as all the raging men grabbed his body and manhandled his dear life.

"What have you done for your country besides kill?"

Cold but blunt, he asked each and every one of them that put their bloody hands on him. He wanted to genuinely know what they were doing instead of just slaughtering. Quite a few of them must have been good people but there was those who just massacred, killed, and brought death.

"I do my part, and will continue to... for eternity..."

Tired from the beatings he got, he was exhausted, and on the verge of collapsing but with dreary eyes, he kept his valiant stance among the angry mobs as best as he could.

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Lagi

Lagi
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Ω-Tier

Nothing was making sense as Lagi still found himself in this endless swirl of vivid dreams. Once he thought he could make sense of it, an aspect about the vision changed, as well as changing something about his perception in regards to it. At first, Lagi thought it was a nightmare. Then he thought it was a premonition in regards to what the dungeon and its own mystical effects were trying to tell him.

At this time, Lagi felt like he was being mocked. He felt like he was being tortured for having a heart such as his own. Why did things have to be like this? Would thing have changed if he made a different decision? If he was to be cast out from his country no matter what good he tried to do for it, would it have been better if he fell down in inside the depravity of his own doing for the sake of keeping his metal vessel and having power? It was about power for a long time, losing that power and being stripped of his ability to protect himself or others he held dear. Should his desires had been more selfish? More closed off to the rest of the world as a factor to what he decided to do with his own life?

"Sara wait.... I... you weren't wrong to believe in me. It's....just that......"


He desperately wanted to live up to the expectations she had for him, even with the power that he now obtained, he still believed that he could quite possibly lead his country again. If he had a chance to do it all again, he would.

Shivalli said nothing, but her actions were kind and loving. Meeting her was a chance meeting at a traveling caravan. She stole from him, sure, but he felt that the way she was kind towards him was genuine. It didn't hurt as much as when Sara left, Lagi started to get used to the pain of people walking out on him. Maybe that's why he couldn't open his heart fully to Merrze.

Which made it to the final phantom mirage of a love lost to Lagi saying her own peace. She spoke of his resolve, questioning it, testing it, was it truly absolute?

"............."

All together, they made a blade of some kind, everyone in Lagi's life, even the citizens, played a role in the creation of such an object that rested in the former king's hands as the darkness approached. Holding the sword tight as he kneeled, Lagi would start to utter the words that stood as the very reflection of his fate in regards to all that he was shown and experienced. Even the whispers of the blade of itself.

"if it's ruin I bring to what I hold dear, I offer eternity to what I truly fear......

My penance is time for what is held asunder, what's black and what's white of what is truly under.....

If anything redeemable exists within my sin, then I shall take this forged blade....AND SMITE IT FROM WITHIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


With that, Lagi did what he thought was the right path, the right choice, a choice he felt only he could make and offer. With the forged blade that laid in his hands......

....he stabbed himself.

The King of Reim
Dragon Emperor
The leader of the Unity Corps
Requiem Jynx, the Dark Hand of Debauchery

He fell upon his blade of all that formed that resided in this strange dream, but is it called suicide to a man that has lost his very essence of time?

If he was the cause of such ruin, if it dragged on and brought on the calamity within it's wake, it will stop with him, it will end with him. His sacrifice was his essence of time, with him offering up his unlimited source of semi-immortality to make up for the sins of his past. It was a cross to bear for the betterment of the many, and he knew of humanity's fickleness.

The only remember the bad, never the good.

He will never be appreciated, nothing more than a Red Baron with a blood trail, the Scarlet King of Madness.

And yet............

He believed himself to be more, wanting and longing for it to be apart of the truth. Can this curse he brought upon himself, the very definition of one damned to walk the earth while existing on the nectar of the living's flesh.

Was such a being still worthy of being king? Still worthy to make such a choice of sacrifice?

It was his cross to bear, and if he should fail, this coffin was to be his resting place.

OOC: I did the best i could


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Ani

Ani
A-Tier
A-Tier

The water pressed against her skin, she felt like everything had been coming down to a big moment before soon enough it was all wiped away from her vision and she was placed back, but only to see the unicorn would now get its chance to attack and hunt her kind. It was all in front of her, it looked and felt real, so much so it didn't matter if it was real or not to the Imuchakk.

Her rose eyes followed the unicorn's horn in the brief seconds it took for its tool of destruction to cleave, the smell of blood filling her nose through the water. The cruel metallic smell lingered in her nose and had it not been for the water around her one could see tears leaking from the corners of her eyes before they were soon swept away in the crimson and azure wasteland that was encased the Amazon. Though it saddened and pained her the pain and fear frozen body suddenly started to move and lean. Within moments she resigned herself to the plan

The water, the cold, and even the smells all began to dull from her senses not to say that Ani was losing herself, but no instead all of Ani's focus was on moving making it to that beast. This was her family, her history, the steps that had allowed her to reach where she was even if she had thrown some of them away before. It seemed hopeless, like that if there was some trick she was missing it but sometimes certain things couldn't be made sense of especially in the midst of it but despite this nothing would allow her to sit by, no bone or bit of blood wasn't focused on lasting until there was nothing to last.

With no weapon, no beasts, and only her own capabilities she aimed for her target, the unicorn's head. The hope that a powerful enough it would be able to disorient it. However, as she got closer it became apparent she had no intention or swinging or striking with a fist. Though as she approached it she threw all her weight behind her movement, all her strength and charged into the side of the unicorn's head. If it was enough Ani wouldn't stop, she would reach to grab its horn and hold and pull on it as she swung her knees, fists, and legs and it's head. It seemed a bit reckless, but this thing was hunting her, so she was going to go down like herself, like a beast, savagely protecting what she loves, and if she was lucky enough she might be able to wound it. All of her emotion and reason was behind this decision as she would attempt to take any attack but she would not stop striking for as long as she could, aiming them both towards the bottom of the sea

Stamina: 145/395
Magoi:280/290

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Solomon's Proxy

Solomon's Proxy
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The hands continued to strike the boy, their blades slicing away at his skin, digging into his flesh. Bit by bit, limb by limb, words to word, the young boy was ripped apart. He spoke with a strong heart, a resolved spirit. With each sentence, he was an inch closer to death. The words were hollow, he took the beating, the blades and the dismemberment till he was nothing but a corpse of a boy with few words to speak. It was gruesome, more so than intended, he stood so resolute and firming, willing to give up everything for his cause, but they had to take it from the young boy, from Trently. They were going to.To

Their screams and anger met his words. To them they had greed, their own anger, and woes, they were unwilling to connect or listen to him. It was rather cruel, as the armies all turned on a young boy of their own kind. As slowly aged, his crimson life force dripping down from the newly made marks from both sides of the armies. Limbless, careless, worryless, naive, and now lifeless as the began to cave his chest in with their blows. He was many things, he no a fool no more, he forged a conviction. He had found something, hopefully something he would take with him. With that Torento's heartbeat ceased.




Madness was neverending in ones mind, it was never ending in a dream as well. The world's end began to end it all. Things were going to go dark very soon. However, the king chose upon himself to take the darkness upon himself. As he felt the blade pierce through his flesh, through who he was it would burn. He was right, there was an ungratefulness to some of the things he did. Failure had come, misunderstandings and the collapse of the world around could make good intentions and good men turn bad.

These thoughts would depart with his life foce as the steel was now covered with his blood. He knew it was a powerful thing, he could control. It was so powerful, and they were so feeble. So many mistakes, so much loss, so much success, so much love. The world was so beautiful, it was so horrific all at once. The king could see this, soon he would see nothing. A kiss, love, they were grateful as he was now gone, they loved him as he the king learned to give himself once again as his life was now over.




The water was dark, it was so dark. It was starting to feel colder or was that just the blood loss as the horn the rampaging unicorn stabbed her. She tried to hold it back, she hit and slammed against it's head. The beast had so much power, she normally had so much control in the water. The beast was looming, he vision seemingly warped as the water, and the beast seemed to grow. Pushing her further into the darkness into the deep.

The dark was so powerful, the pressure was so much crushing, the light didn't make her any safer however. It was just herself against an immense power, one bigger than herself. She gave herself to it, she fought back. She knew there were powers greater than herself. That she couldn't beat, yet time and time again the Immuchak raged against them. It was all fading, it seemed even more dark and colder. Her life faded, she still moved, always accelerating forward despite what weighed her. There was a small warmth, like group hug as her life was now forfeit, Ani was no more.




Their eyes saw everything, they were all aware they could all see the same thing. They would wonder where they were as images played. As they saw dreams, pictures of the past, direct memories. They were there, in mind only it seemed.

The experience rolled forward like they were traveling through space and times, things were so vivid. It looked so real as they watched Trently face the explosion before him. As so many died around the young man. His flesh was burned up the bomb, they saw all how it happened. It was like they could feel what he thought that day, what he felt from the burning sensation as the explosion consumed.

How it weighed on the young man's mind. He just wanted to prove himself, to prove that he could be a hero. They saw the day the horn sprouted from the boy's head. The as he lamented in his woes, crushing the shard in his hands. As the magic warped his head, with the protrusion stabbing through his head. Fate was a tricky thing, it did such an odd thing to the boy. It was a great power, but all of this power was coming from his pain, he had to keep getting stronger from his loss.

They saw the young boy's childhood, his excitement to fight. They could see it all, they could see and understand. Trently was so young, having to give so much with a rhyme or reason. He devoted all for his own reasons. It what as driving him it had seemed, or atleast based of what they were seeing. It wasn't all they saw. The vivid shifting switched into a palace.

It was Lagi, he was soon going to wake up missing some of his valuables. It would feel so long ago but they could all sense why the memory and the king would ache. He had been used to losing those he liked or loved. It was hard for a young king to find love, he wasn't even meant for this lifestyle. He had been thrown into this position. Why did they take from him, he just wanted to be happy. He wanted them to be happy, he just wants Reim to be happy. Even pseudo happiness wasn't allowed for the king.

They would still see the ornate halls of the castle, and they would see as the wife that was given to Lagi in the war was killed. Sure it wasn't love but they could understand, he couldn't' even have an arranged marriage. He didn't want all this bloodloss, but it was lead to it. He's been involved in these wars, they saw as him in the first Kou war. Feeling the triumph as they one, as El Drago flew above, the force victorious below. It lead to this prolonged war, it lead to his fall.

He just wanted to be loved, he wanted to give power back to the people. He faded, no search party the contempt built. They could see it, as sceneries shifted vividly into dark rooms, the nation of Kou, Helio, seeing bits and pieces of his depreavity. As he pushed himself further into a darkness. It wasn't all dark, though. As they saw his two kids, they saw the happiness from what he left.

There in the woods of Reim they saw as the King taught the fanalis Merrze to take care of her beast. When they played with the firebreathing beast. As he taught someone his families beliefs, his beliefs. He got to see the things he do pass on, they would feel what he felt. The love from watching in his throne. As the world grew stronger around, as the powers within it rose. As the strongest now had others high in the sky with him. They would feel the pride, and looming presence of the rumors that came from a legend thought to be dead. He threw that away as well, he had power but longer his image.

There was love, he had happiness in the past, he sacrificed but for a reason, he could see how he got there. He saw why it was up to him if it was worth it. He did help others get stronger, others were fighting for a better world. He helped in that, he saw his failures. For each one there was a hope, a good action that he did that mattered. He couldn't keep glory, but he could keep his effect, he could leave an impact and that was his power.

Love was powerful, it was so crippling and freezing as well. The pressure from love, from hoping to live up to the expectations of those who love us. They would see that for sure as they all stood there, seeing the towering presence of the rampaging unicorn. They could understand, or at least see why Ani was running away. They were away from the beast now, on the boat, drifting through the water.

It was so isolating and cold to be out here in the open. It was such a lonely feeling. It was understandable, there was no way she could kill that beast! She didn't want to kill it in the first place. She didn't want to fail her family though, her clan, her people. It was better to just run away, to escape it all then fail the challenge, to fail family.

Failure was powerful however, it was inescapable. Especially in dungeons. They could see the pain and anguish on Ani's face, she stood there before a djinn. She faced her worst fears, she had to force herself through a hot hell in which burned away at her skin. She was tired, crackling skin. She was just so thirsty. She wanted to suceed atleast, to make up for the pain she survived. It was like her dedication meant nothing.

She put herself into, just to be told she was running away from her fears. Not properly facing them in a way to push forward and suceed. It was disheartening, it was so hard to push through. Each dungeon was a failure, she was so close a well. She was proving herself, and once again, she saw her will, his decisions disregarded. She gave so much of herself, but she chose to push forward even and face everything. People disregarded her, they spoiled their efforts because they didn't trust in her. They didn't believe in her.

It was hard to keep her head up, it was all so crushing, when was success going to come. She did get to build her fort, she busted her ass building up a strong mercenary team. Gathering people, doing jobs and unifying her teams. The entire team feeling the overwhelming power of emotion, and pain as it switched to the day Ani gave birth.

She had things to fight for, she had a reason to keep pushing on. There were things to sacrifice herself for, to fight for, to live for. They would understand why this child was with her. There was no one else that could watch the baby for her. She was the only who could take care of Kor. They would feel her intense desire to protect, to keep her child close.

Slowly the group was keeping to understand one another, seeing their motivations, their pains and their loves. The shifting of memories would stop for a moment as it soon settled. It was a memory none of them had ever seen, however. They were seeing a true visage of the past.




He rushed away from his house, his long blonde hair pushed back in the wind. He wasn't far enough away to where he couldn't hear the cries and screams from his family. His wife, she stood there crying, holding back their angry son. He screamed curses out towards his father, the words getting progressively more vulgar than the last.

It hurt his heart, it filled with a slight anger as he ran clutching the shovel in his hand. He ran towards the sky, more specifically what was descending from the sky. A mass of hands descends from the sky. It was eating the land, it was eating his people. Immense power pulsed true fear, something more powerful than the memory. He was powerless, he saw massive men and beasts battling. Fending off things from this consuming darkness.

He was a weak magician, he had to serve the man he chose to follow, however. He had to fight. He had to give himself, it was scary. It was so daunting as he approached the mass, seeing Gamigan, his lord struggle to fight off the dark creatures. As Djinn raged against these beasts, he only wanted to help his lord, his cause, his family. He shook as he used magic to shape the earth beneath him. He felt powerlessness in the dark, as the hands reached down to grab him. He charged, willing to dig away and throw away for his family to survive.




"Sacrifice is ultimately like all things in life, only powerful when we give it meaning. We give it so much meaning as well. So many of us are willing to give up nothing so we can live our lives. But that's no protection, thats complaceny, thats not care. Things are cruel, you will fail, lose and be tricked. Many will disregard your efforts. However like all things they carry the meaning we give them. If you're willing to give for a cause, it is yours to give and fight for. Not others to dissuade, right or wrong it's your conviction and no one will ever be able to steal that from you."

Their eyes would upon as they all stood before the icy gate. It was a cold steel, the patterns were odd, it was a group of circles interlaced, forming a cage-like design almost. It was there before the trio. Who now stood free of the dreams, of the coffins, no one in sight. Just the answers for them to find in themselves. All of their energy was back, they were healed, Trently free of the fire wraith as well. Sho laid supported as they all held her aloft.

As they held her the flame from Ani, the warmth from the fire would move over on the girl. They all gave a soft glow, their rukh resonating for a second as they were all reminded of the happiness in their pains, in what they saw in each other's lives. Sho was healed, and the next room was now ready to enter.

Dm Notes: Good job, the rhyming answer did suffice, for it was sacrifice.


Trently

Trently
A-Tier
A-Tier


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It all went so quick, at a blurring speed, him in his stance as he kept his chest up and eyes dead but his iron will not. He fell victim to the great rage of the army, perishing on this bloodied battlefield, as his corpse laid dead and done. The only regrets he had was that he could not make an even bigger impact, and truly make a change in this world. It ate at his strong willed mind, only driving the boy more than before, as always but this time, he came out revived.

"I feel refreshed...!"

He felt as if all his pain and woes started to shed at last. No more was he feeling sad, he was revived with a truly brand new emotion that he had never felt before, restored. In this moment, as he saw his life go by, flashing before his very blue eyes, the boy could feel weight off his chest. Though he allowed his pain to carry him, it also put a huge burden on his soul. Being able to vividly see his past again was a good thing for him, to rejuvenate his mind and body.

"But wait, huh? Wha-?"

His dream was like a sleep he so badly needed, to be freed from all the agonizing emotions he felt during the civil war. Yet, now he would feel the sorrows and woes of his dungeon comrades, their past. He was allowed to peek into their lives and hardships, but during it, he learned a lot about who they all were as people. One was a King who'd once ruled over all of Reim, but departed from the throne.

"So, that is who he is?"

Said the boy to his own self, feeling the true pain of the man but as well with the happiness within it to be found. He felt so bad for him, wanting to help relieve his heart but before that, he had to learn more about him and befriend the cursed man. Could the boy save Lagi El Nagi?

"Perhaps..."

Then, next up, was Ani and her life story. She fled from her country at such a young age, similar to Trently years ago. Though, for the case of Trently, he did not truly leave behind all that he had, he just went out for an adventure. As he saw deep into her past, any inquiries he had about her were answered. From her baby to her dungeon failures.

"We could be friends..."

Stated the young child, his rukh in harmony with theirs. Ani appeared to be a good person who Trently could be friends with, but they were rivals here in this dungeon. However though, Trently had no gripes with becoming her friend in a dungeon of all places but, she had to be open. They all shared their emotions, woes, and joy, but it did not matter if none of them came together to create a bond.

"Huh? A third pers-?"

Spoke the boy, stopping mid sentence. He saw great terror razing down from above, in the sky, hands of darkness. What in the world was this? It was his worst fear: an end to all as he knows it. This was horror to witness and suffer.

"Who is doing this!? Where is this!?"

He was is disbelief at the sight he saw. This was insanity. Who was responsible for this grand scale war and tragedy? Is this where the dungeon was? Was this what this land once was long ago? Trently had countless questions to ask.


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"Sacrifice is ultimately like all things in life, only powerful when we give it meaning. We give it so much meaning as well. So many of us are willing to give up nothing so we can live our lives. But that's no protection, that is complacency, that is not care. Things are cruel, you will fail, lose and be tricked. Many will disregard your efforts. However like all things they carry the meaning we give them. If you're willing to give for a cause, it is yours to give and fight for. Not others to dissuade, right or wrong it's your conviction and no one will ever be able to steal that from you." A familiar voice said to him and the others.

"Okay, I understand now, thank you."

He said as he woke up to see his body reclaimed, with the healed Sho in his hands and the hands of the other two. There was more that Trently learned from all of these vivid dreams of his, including who Ani entered a dungeon with. But, in this moment, he were to just cherish being alive alongside his dungeon comrades. He was thankful for life.

"We did it...!"

No more was Torento Yanaihara bound by the Fire Wraith. He was freed at last, able to move onward on the path that fate has laid out for him. This was his trial he'd overcame.

"But did I see what you two saw? Can we keep it all just between us? For our own sake?"

"I am glad we are all safe and sound though!"

His eyes lit up, full of life. The boy looked at his comrades with a wide smile and radiance of happiness. He was glad to be here, able to continue his quest for true world peace.

"By the way, Ani, do you know of Zadi...?"

The inheritor of Zadi Medmar, Trently, asked the girl, Ani. He was good friends with the legendary man, knowing him to an extent but never knowing too much of his old past.

"Anyway, shall we move on now? We have more trials ahead of us I am sure of! So let us do this!"

Yelled out loud the warrior, taking a step forward. He was pumped to face all of the rest of the dungeon but cautious. It was dangerous ahead, but he had his power, and his will, to achieve the dreams he has set out to realize in this life.

"Hoah~!"

He screamed with passion, launching his fist into the air as his foot touched the icy gate to the next dungeon room. Nothing but his conviction, his guts, and power, he pushed on into the next chapter of the horrifying tales of Gamigan!

WORDCOUNT: 890

MAGOI: 340

STAMINA: 365

OOC Notes: We did great! Now on to the Necropolis!

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Lagi

Lagi
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

With the success of stabbing the sword inside himself, there was nothing to come of it at first. The only thing that remained from stabbing himself in an attempt to vanquish the darkness within was a focal point of the great pain he felt from inserting the sword inside of himself. With the action he took, the pain gradually fell into the category of extreme numbness as all others things dimmed around him. All of the experiences he went through, love, hatred, pride, hope, anguish, sorrow; everything that made up Lagi's entire being cycled through the former king as he decided upon himself to end it all instead.

But even at the end of the constant silence of death, there came a beginning of life. Or better yet, the reflection of the lives that the others have lived. The first thing that Lagi saw was involving the boy, the one named trent. The one that Lagi belittled in his mind and thought as a niusence, the one he tried to kill. This boy, and yes, he was a young boy, already experience so much death in his life. The burning sensation of the flames, the searing of the flesh and the pain that came with it. To be so young, and yet tragically scared, Lagi experienced it.  He also felt the pairing of what they had in common, whether Lagi wanted to believe it or not. As a young one, he also had something he had to prove to others.  Being king was by chance, but he wanted everyone to see that he could fit the mold.  It was as if with this shared vision, Lagi experienced a piece of Trent's life, his experience of crushing a solidified version of fate, even being one of the owners to claim such a thing to access it's power. With him being laminated in its strength, he continued on, letting his pain make him stronger.




It then shifted to Lagi, drifting down memory lane in regards to everything that happened to him. He couldn't talk, he couldn't speak, the only thing that was left of him in his consciousness was the experience itself.  But with the flash of his two children came rage and the strong desire to protect them. Sabin and Octavia, they were innocent,  they deserve better, and yet, he couldn't be that hero for them. As much as he wanted to be, he couldn't. If emotion was to take form in such a vision, the ancient blood that resided in the transformation of the title of "LORD" in dungeon beasts would reach out as a shadow formed blood like a monster that stood over them, but not in an intimidating way. The shadow that fell over them was guardian to them, and the black death to others. The same was for all of those he cared for, knowing that they didn't have to appreciate him for it or even embrace him.

But it wasn't all despair. His teachings, his responses to others in times of peril and desperation, there were things that he did that mattered. Even great sins to factor in for the greater good, we would never get the credit, but if history allowed it, one of the steps that were made would have his name engraved at the forefront of continuation.  

What was beyond the name of "REQUIEM JYNX"?
What remains behind the mask of such a man?

Can a bad man do good things?
Can his sins become the hope of others?
Can even become who he used to be?

Or is this new identity, same man but new skin, a different chapter in the twisted fate of newfound immortality?  The relationship between fate and the longevity of one who ascended beyond the species of man, what is the natural affinity of those blessed by Solomon?

Or...is it a curse?




Next was Ani, the rampaging unicorn and the way that it tore about through the vision. The terror brought the reasons for fleeing. He could not interject, and he could not ignore the sorrow in her eyes. He could not tame or bring down the beast, the only thing Lagi could do was watch. All he could do was watch her fail her family, to abandon the thing that Lagi himself hold close to his heart.

Even more, it wasn't the end of her trials. Sands that were even hotter than what Heliohapt had to bear, the feeling of the djinn's influence ever so near, the thirst for water being even greater than Lagi's thirst for blood. She had gone through such a thing, such a trial was done for the sake of another, even abandoning her own calling in life as one of the immuchak tribe. The stride that she went through, gathering allies for the sake of proving herself.  Even giving birth to her first child, Lagi could feel it as well, the pain of her childbearing, and the change that came with it.

The desire of protecting what you made, what you created. The legacy that you leave behind, the one they would ultimately follow or reflect upon, Ani wanted to defend that with all of her heart. He understood it, all of it.




Then came more, the images of another he did not know, but had a strange resemblance to the gravekeeper. Lagi saw his fear, his cowardice, running away from his wife and children as his lord fended off against the forces of darkness itself.  He understood the fear, Lagi himself experience this fear. But one of his reasons for desiring power was to eliminate this feeling, to mask its smell with his own unbelievable strength. With every obstacle, he wanted to believe that he himself had a small chance of beating it, of overcoming it.

The only difference was that seeking such strength to be able to do it alone, made him more alone than ever before.




Waking up from the dreams and from the coffins, Lagi returned with the rest of them.  He said nothing at first, with the Requiem Jynx mask retracting to reveal the face of the vampire lord, his true face. If they showed, they also saw what lied beneath his secrets as well. If that was the case, it didn't matter anymore.

"Longzufu, are you ok?"

Checking on his dragon and realizing his partner was also healed and fine, He began to move to the door while mounted on his dragon to enter the next room. However, with his danger sense, he heard of a mention of Zadi, one of the first comrades he made. At first, he wanted to wait before he said anything, but something got the better of him. Being in eachothers minds and hearts, Lagi felt a little more comfortable in revealing something else about himself.

"Zadi was the king candidate of the holy dungeon, Vassago, or something of the sort. That woman granted me a brace as a gift of winning, but I neither took the djinn transformation or became Zadi's household. But I helped him conquer the dungeon, and I can attest for our friendship."


With that being said in Trent's and Ani's direction, Lagi only waited for the next challenge.


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The vision had been relentless, not letting her break away from the beast in the bleakness until she had finally faded away into it. Soon enough, however, her mind was flooded with new images of people she couldn't remember or tell who they were, until she the young boy's face. Watching Trently's own tribulations and how eagerly he went about things his own way gave her a refreshing feeling as it soon faded into the memories of Lagi and his own experiences. Feeling and experiencing his own life it was something more personal than a dungeon had ever done to her before, even moreso than confronting her with her own fears had been.

When it had gotten to her own life she knew everything that would happen, watching herself leave the village at such a young age made her heart ache in remembrance of how it all felt. Had her hand been free it would've surely been clutching at her chest, but no instead she watched the things she went through, but slowly that soft pain turned into confidence, it was all there and it was all painful but it all pointed her towards the path she was on now, and all she could tell herself was no matter what would be thrown down in front of her she must try to overcome it, or break herself trying. Though as she was concerning herself her attention was drawn to the final vision, and the blonde man they had seen, but it gave her a feeling of kinship and she wished his efforts would not be vain.

As quickly as it happened it had ended it felt like as Ani felt herself no longer shifting through her group's feelings and past but instead they were all free, with Sho healed like was promised to them. It was all confusing, but then her eyes had locked onto the gate and she would hear the sentiments of her allies.  She couldn't hide that she knew Zadi, but instead, she would address it upfront. "Yes I knew Zadi, he heard of my experiences and he entered the dungeon with me under the intent to help me." Her words were a little bitter but then her face would soften as she calmed.

"However, I didn't make it to the chamber of that dungeon for various reasons, but I will never let it be because someone wanted to make decisions for me ever again." Her words sounded a bit cold, but she meant them as she gathered her beasts and made sure Kor and Sho were both okay. In her head, both of her dungeon experiences had involved others leading her around due to their experience, but now she had the intent to let her will decide her fate, she wanted to earn her merit.  As she would give them a soft nod the Imuchakk would soon move forward eyes locked onto the gate as she moved with purpose, slamming her palm against the gate as she approached it.

Stamina: 145/395
Magoi:280/290

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