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Post by Mirage Arena Mod on Jun 6, 2020 12:53:41 GMT -5
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A cursory glance would lead us to believe the world was just black and white, but beneath the dance of light and shadow were the shades of grey where their edges touched. There you could see the contradictions that led the light into shadow and the discourse that turned turned the darnkess back into the bright abyss. Where did we sit on their perfect scales that had no room for differences? They fell into the Worlds Between. Here we can see the growing bloom of towers of painted glass stained with memories of past and present. Opening your eyes from slumber there you stand at the Station of your Awakening.
Beneath your feet is a melody of evil: a shadow looming over your heart as your struggle to hold on, but looking to the face of the shadow you come to see that it -- is you.
A drumming roar in your chest lets you know that you're still alive, that you had escaped that darkness, but you had supped it and know well the memories of recourse that led you astray. And yet here you stand at the precipice of your denial. You will have to face the reaper, the choices of your own make. There are none here to blame and the shadows loom. At the end of your path you can see him waiting upon his throne: a great darkness and, glowing in its hands, a mighty scythe, the very one that cut the heart from your chest... Can you make it across the stations to that place? There are no bridges so you will have to make your way... but what will you choose? A voice in your head rings:
The shield, to protect yourself, and ... maybe her, the one you should have protected from the beginning.
Magic, so you can burn away your enemies -- or heal the wounds of those you hurt?
The sword so you can cut out their hearts -- or instead cut out the darkness that had rend you so?
When you choose open the door and cross the abyss.
Looking across you can see the next platform, but what vision will it show at your feet? But getting through that first door was important because you knew not what stood across it. Waiting at on the path were several Shadow Heartless. Benin, as you know, but dangerous if not watched.
I'll be waiting for you here...
Heartless A: 5/5 HP
Heartless B: 5/5 HP
Heartless C: 5/5 HP
Heartless D: 5/5 HP
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Post by Lauriam on Jun 7, 2020 14:19:26 GMT -5
I am coming for you.
Please wait for me.
Was it a dream? Was it Reality? What was wrong and what was right? Lauriam didn't know how he had gotten here, nor did he know if he was awake or not. He had been falling into the darkness when he opened his eyes, scenes playing before him he could not connect to his memories correctly. The voice in his head was echoing through his mind, leaving him confused and nervous, just like what was happening around him in a matter of what seemed to be seconds. What was happening? Why did this feel familiar, yet unreal and distant.
He saw the shadow that held his face. Lauriam knew his face well, but this was something different. It was like looking inside your heart, deep down into the darkness that hid deep down inside in his chest. A darkness he didn't want to see... A darkness he tried to suppress with his mind. He turned, trying to find out where the voice in his head was coming from, but he saw nothing.. only the dark image in the distance, a far away goal he had to reach, how it seemed. If this was a dream, than it was one that felt way to real for his liking.
The shape of a sword, shield and wand formed before him as the voice spoke, Lauriam's eyes narrowing slightly.
A shield to protect. What was there to protect for him now, except himself? The person he should have protected was long gone... but he would find a way to change things.
Magic to destroy or to heal... Power can make a difference. But power can also corrupt. He could be both: He could create life or be a tool of destruction.
A sword to cut those that stand in his way, or cut himself free of darkness... Strength is what he should have had, back when he was a Chosen one. If he could have done more... could have acted in time...
He shook his head slightly, feeling a wave of anger and sadness wash over him. Neither a Sword nor a Shield would be the answer to what he was seeking... it was something that he didn't have before, that could make a difference.
“I had the shield to protect, but still failed her. I held the sword to fight, but it wasn't enough. What I need, is the power to make a difference. It is Magic I chose.”
The door that opened for him would lead him into the unknown, but Lauriam stepped through it without any hesitation. What greeted him was a conman enemy he hated more than anything else. The Heartless. These creatures had been the start of so many tragic deaths... They had also been a part of the war happening and even though Lauriam didn't show it, he despised them with all his heart. A set of 8 yellow eyes greeted him behind the door, Lauriam summoning his weapon immediately. He still didn't understand what was happening here, but he wouldn't let any of these monsters live. He knew his blade couldn't destroy them forever.. but this won't stop him from fighting them.
“Out of my way!”
He spun his weapon his hand, smashing it into the ground, the gathered energy in his body leaving to form three pools of deadly darkness around him, before he would move his free hand up, commanding an other spell to awaken, the air around him starting to move quickly, creating a storm that would hopefully suck the creatures in and right into his traps to kill them as quickly as possible.
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Post by Mirage Arena Mod on Jul 5, 2020 12:00:02 GMT -5
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The Heartless were easy to dispatch, but the trial was not in the fiends outward, but the ones he would need to face from within. A number of the Heartless went down, but in their place ten more rose. As they did the door opened. It would be up to Lauriam to climb the steps. Though the climb was short he would have teh slashing claws of shadows at his heels and the task of lifting himself up through the weight of his memories because as he climbed the dark skies became a soft sunset that could burn away the darkness. Where he to pass the threshold the Shadows of his past would vanish.
On the next platform the great glass ground would be painted with figures in white robes, wearing familiar, painted masks. They seemed to watch Lauriam as he pressed on. Voices began to fill they air as they would start to overlap and fill the ears with a dissonant ringing.
"Maybe I'm a bit overwhelmed by this .... stuff. Thank you, Lauriam."
"To avoid repeating history..."
"You're not weak... You're kind."
That voice -- it was so familiar, well they all were. But that last one, you know? It was a like a long lost memory. A great round table appeared in the center of the platform. Sitting on its center was a striped cat doll wearing a cape. Another door appeared at the other end of the platform. Lauriam was getting closer to the place of arrival, but it was his second stop at the station. The doll would take on a dark, purple hue before growing more monstrous: shadowy wings sprouting from its back.
"...I hate lying...." He hissed as mutated, razor sharp claws manifested around its hands and its chest branded by a familiar emblem.
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Post by Naminé on Jul 12, 2020 18:05:40 GMT -5
Somewhere in the massive library, Namine was sitting add a small table going over the notes that Ansem and Even had lent her on replicas and nobody’s. She wasn't really sure what she was looking for but it was better than sitting around and doing nothing. She wasn't getting very far in her research and she suddenly started to become drowsy. She fight off the sensation, but the more she fought the more the calmness lured her in and her eyes just became heavier and heavier. She would shake her head every once in a while to try to clear it from wanting to sleep. However, every time she just fell deeper and deeper. There was a moment when she thought she heard someone call out. She looked towards the entrance of the library but didn't see anyone there. She looked around, but she was clearly alone. She thought she would simply imagined it with her sleep deprived mind. Shaking her head yet again she returned to her notes and tried to make some sense of them. The call out happened again. she wants again looked around but there was no one there. The little memory witch thought it was a strange. It wasn't someone calling her name. In fact it didn't sound like any kind of speech at all. She had the odd feeling that she had heard or rather felt this before. Namine once again try to ignore it, dismissing it as a daydream as she sat there the room became extremely comfortable. This call, the sensation started to happen more frequently. She found it extremely hard to keep her eyes open now. She crossed her arms on the desk and rested her head upon them. Her body started to give in to the calmness that was claiming it. Her body began to feel heavy and yet float at the same time. Her eyelids started to droop and feel heavier and heavier. Her breathing slowed, becoming shallow and even. The room around her all the sudden became eerily silent and vanished behind her eyelids. At first, she could still see red tint that the light from the room casted through her thin eyelids, but within a few seconds even that vanished from site. Nothing could be heard, all that could be seen now was pitch Black. “and, what is that sent? It seems familiar. It wasn't too long ago that I've smelled it.” Were the last remnants of thought that namine had before the sleep and darkness claimed her as its own. “roses and dandelions”
When namine woke up she found her world was still plunged in darkness. It's surrounded her. She was dazed and confused she was dazed and confused, and at first she thought maybe she hadn’t opened her eyes. However, she was able to feel herself blink. So she knew her eyes were indeed open. She squinted into the darkness to try to make out things around her. But she couldn’t see anything that remotely resembled something within the library. When she looked down at her body she noticed that she had a slight glow about her and she was no longer sitting on a surface, but was floating. The realization finally started to sink in. She was in the realm of sleep. the thing that she heard or felt was someone’s heart calling out to her. The question was, who’s heart, and why? Namine Floated there and listened hard. This wasn’t the first time she found herself lost in the realm of sleep chasing after hearts, thoughts, and emotions. However, back then, this was of her own accord. She knew what she had to do then and where she needed to go. She knew what to say and what to pursue. It was her that called the heart to her at that time. This was different. Someone had called her. Whether it was intentional or not she did not have the answer to yet. Finally, Namine heard something. It was that strange voice that she has heard so many times through so many different people. The voice was strange because it was silent. Even so, you could still hear it and everything is said to you. Namine had come to wonder if it was the voice of the darkness itself it echoed throughout the vast black emptiness so it was nearly impossible to pinpoint it’s Center of origin. However, another voice followed. This was a voice of an organic being. It was deep and familiar. More importantly, she was able to pinpoint the direction it came from. Namine pushed herself through the darkness flying in the direction she heard the voice. She came to a halt right above a scene that’s surprised her. It was a platform and on it rose up three pillars. Each one of the pillars held an object; a sword, a shield, and one. This was not a site that was unknown to her. What surprised her was the person who was standing among the three pillars. “ laurium?” She whisper to herself. The man once christened marluxia stood before the three pillars. He was speaking and chose Magic. Namine tilted her head at his decision. He didn’t seem to be the person who would choose such a thing especially over a sword. But that wasn’t the only thing that caught the ex nobody’s attention. Both the voice of darkness and lauriam kept mentioning a her. It was possible the she heard can mention a her before. “who is this girl?” she wondered in silence while watching the scene. As lauriam walk to the door, Namine pulled her body to start flying after him and followed him. As he walked, just over his shoulder, she could see the yellow eyes of the heartless As they blocked his way. Namine felt something in that moment. It was a feeling that didn’t belong to her. It happened at the sight of the heartless. It was a feeling that made one’s blood run hot. It was a feeling the boils and rushed through the veins. It was the very feeling that made one do rash things and have their mind clouded. It was pure contempt…hatred….despise. “Is this his feelings?” She though. A small whimper escaped her lips and she started to reach out her hand towards him, however before she even managed to touch so much as a hair the young man was already off slaying the heartless where they stood. Namine push down the feelings that she was absorbing from laurium. The moment she did however, she regretted it. For they were now placed with her own feelings. And she was fearful. His display with the heartless and the tone of his voice when he yelled “out of my way!” scared her. Lauriam had been replaced by marluxia in her Mind’s Eye in that moment. The graceful assassin took the stage once more for a brief second, and it scared her. Namine had no idea why is she had been called there for who had called her. But she couldn’t remain a silent specter this whole time. Though, she wasn’t fully sure if he would even be able to hear or see her . BSora, riku and terra had been able too, but that didn’t mean everyone could. Still…she had to try something. In a slightly trembling voice but much more louder then her whisper she called out before he would cross the threshold of the doorway. “L-Laurium?”
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Post by Lauriam on Jul 13, 2020 11:50:51 GMT -5
I am coming for you.
Please wait for me.
The shadows were taken out in a matter of seconds, just like Lauriam had predicted. They were nothing compared to him, but more appeared. More and more showed up and the stairs to the next platform appeared. Lauriam saw how their numbers became more and more, reaching a amount he could not face alone in a matter of a short time. He cursed in his mind, hating the fact that he had to let them live for now and run. Surviving was more important than showing what he would like to do with these beasts. He started to run up the stairs, trying to avoid the claws and yellow eyes that hungered for him. Every step however made him almost stumble, when he felt all those voices reach his mind, punching into his gut over and over. What was this? What was happening? These emotions he felt from these words....
He managed to get to the door, tearing himself free from the heartless that tried to drag him down and jumped through it, his feet connecting on the new plate, the man stumbling forward, before he turned to look behind him. The door was gone... and his attention shifted to the glass under him, making out the white robes of the old masters. He still remembered them pretty clearly, his eyes narrowing slightly. The Masters... he wanted to believe they were victims of all of this as well, but part of him still doubted it. They had been taught by the Master of Masters so they could also have been involved with the war happening, sending them all out to gather Lux, like the Master had told them to.
Lauriam could suddenly hear something behind him? A soft, young, female voice. At first he thought that it was his head playing tricks to him again. This whole place was messing with him how it seemed, so this might be part of it, but Lauriam soon understood that this voice was different than the once he heard before. He turned once more, seeing a familiar face not far away from him, blue eyes filled with what seemed to be fear. Namine.. she was floating not far away from him, her body more like that of a ghost with a soft glow surrounding her.
“Namine...?”
He couldn't start to question her sudden appearance, before the room would suddenly shift, the man seeing the table form in the middle of the glass-plate, a doll seated on it. He narrowed his eyes, unsure of what he should pay attention to now. There was a lot happening at once and it made his head hurt. Also.. this doll.. it looked so familiar. A stab of pain reached his head, a flash of memories rushing through it before a name would manifest.
“Chirithy...”
It suddenly turned, becoming a beast-like creature that hissed some words in his direction. Was this.. his chirithy? No, it can't be.. it was some trick. Some part of this strange dream? …. was he even dreaming? What was going on? His heart was aching from all these questions and feelings he experienced. Was he supposed to fight this being? He grabbed his head, trying to gather his thoughts to make sense of all of this.
“...Namine... I...”
Help me.
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Post by Mirage Arena Mod on Aug 4, 2020 13:06:27 GMT -5
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The platform was surrounded with fire. Each step would crack the image under the monstrous Nightmare's paw. The faces in the glass became distorted, screams wailing from the abyss of the station. Memories shifted in the clouds as they drew from both Namine and Lauriam. Where they began and where they ended started to fade as the memories intertwined and became real. Behind the Nightmare stood the visage of two feminine figures, but their features were obscured by the shadows. The hulking Nightmare stood with his back hunched and ears erect as jaws parted in a fearsome smile. He chortled at the sound of his name.
"Now with her here, I can finally make you remember where it is you belong." The two shadows walked forward. It was Kairi and Strelitzia. "And now we can tear you apart. Please allow me to rationalize your memories." He raised his paw over head before swinging down: claws tearing into the shadows as they reached out for the pair: tearing them asunder. A dark viscous fluid had splattered against his paw and dripped from the dark pads down to the ground, filling the cracks in the stained glass, corrupting the image.
The image changed and twisted until it was that of Marluxia, his hand over the body of the Graceful Dahlia. Behind the Nightmare was the form of a Reaper Nobody carrying the Graceful Dahlia. it was walking towards the steps to the next station. It gave pause and looked back, narrowing its glowing eyes for a moment before they would vanish beneath its hood. It would proceed up to the last station where sat the dark robed figure on his throne. The Nightmare moved between Lauriam and the Nobody and his only path.
"Give up. You can't escape your Nightmares, even if you call for help!" Had Lauriam called for Namine?
Had he, even now, reached out for help with his heart when his mind and mouth could not? The world around him had always fought so valiantly against his efforts to survive it. Even now when he had nothing to lose it all seemed hopeless, like there was something else left for him to fight for. The Nightmare would like his paws, absorbing the essence of the two slain shadows. Bladed wings erupted from his body, his claws becoming more monstrous before he let out a commanding roar and charges!
If Lauriam can get past the Nightmare, he could perhaps reach the source of his dream... There, on its throne: it was the face of his reality.
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Post by Naminé on Aug 24, 2020 20:19:06 GMT -5
Namine reached out to grab ahold of laurium’s shoulder as he grabbed ahold of his head as though he had a headache. She stopped just short of actually grabbing him though. The look of concern was plastered on the young girl’s face. She clearly heard her name twice come from the graceful assassin’s lips. Namine was picking up on new emotions from him. It was sadness, confusion, and fear with a hint of regret. These were things that she had never thought she would ever associate with this man. Be that as it may, these are the things that were his truth at the moment. Why was this happening to him? She knew this set up and stage. She had watched many others go through similar ordeals. Though she never really understood the process and what it was that caused these things to happen. But why Laurium? The meeting that they had not too long ago flashed in her head. The image of the very same young man before her raising his hand out in front of him trying to summon his heart’s weapon. One that she never knew he had possessed. Did this have something to do with that? That is when she heard it again. It wasn’t a voice that a echoed around her but somehow she could still hear it as plain as day and as loud as if lauriam had said it out loud. “Help me"
So it was him that had called her here, or at least it was his heart that had done so. She couldn’t figure out for the life of her why of anyone the call had come to her. That was something to think about for another time, but right now someone needed her help and she wasn’t about to turn them down even if she wasn’t sure on how exactly she would pull this off. Namine finally and fully reached out and grabbed a hold of the pink-haired man’s shoulder reassuringly. She gave it a small little squeeze in hopes that he would look up at her. Her eyes were full of determination and she gave a nod before her eyes looked past him to the creature that was leering in the Darkness. “He had called that thing Chirithy…. But wasn’t that the name of the creature Ven had with him?” Namine wondered as she gave the thing a hard look. It didn’t look anything like Ven's now. She watched as the Beast came closer and as the fire dance along the station. Some of the memories that swirled around she could make out and depict easily others were obscured and blurry. This held true for the two figures that stood in the shadows. Namine kept them in her sights along with the nightmare. She also noticed something else about the scene. She was floating in the air just a few inches above the station whereas the two figures, the nightmare Beast, and lauriam were grounded. This wasn’t the first time something like this that happened to her but she had to wonder what it would mean for her now. The creature spoke and again Namine found herself putting her hand on Lauriam ’s back in support and reassurance. The two figures started to walk forward and Namine recognized the one. She was her other half, her Savior, and her sister, kairi. The Other Woman she had no clue who she was. But she was guessing that the Male ex-nobody might. Something welled up inside of Namine at seeing the pink-haired look alike. Even more so at watching her being torn apart. This must have been how Sora felt when Kairi's existence ended and Namine was plunged through the darkness and into the world where the sky meets the sea. Her heart ached and she wanted to scream, but the memory witch rational mind kicked in the play. She knew that Kairi was safe and sound in the waking Realm. This creature was going to have to do better than that if it wanted to try to play mind games with a memory witch. “Perhaps you should leave the memories and mind games to the professionals.” Even though her voice was soft there was power and confidence behind it which she hoped Lauriam would feel and absorb. She turned towards her companion. “Those images aren’t real. I think it is just trying to get you feel negative emotions.” She Said to him paying no mind to the nightmare that was now dripping with the darkness of the fake kairi and strelitzia. “ this is your Darkness you have to take control of it. The more negative emotions and dark thoughts that you have the stronger it can become. Try to Master your darkness and show it belongs to you, not the other way around.” It had worked for Riku and Terra and she was hoping that it would give Lauriam the same chance. “ you gave this darkness this power and you can take it away. It is nothing without you.” Was this creature really Lauriam’s Chirithy or just a trick from the darkness to keep the young man under it’s control? Would figure that out help at this moment. It charged and Namine went to knock Lauriam out of it’s path. Lauriam Mirage Arena Mod |
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Post by Lauriam on Aug 29, 2020 10:37:09 GMT -5
I am coming for you.
Please wait for me.
How was Lauriam supposed to feel like this? He wanted to believe that he was just dreaming all of this and he would just wake up in a moment in his bed, far away from all these images, sounds and painful memories. This place did seem very familiar, but at the same time it couldn't feel more threatening to him. Maybe this place used to be one that would comfort him, but it had been changed beyond recognition to the man. Or maybe he had changed it himself without knowing it.
He had been running from these memories for a long time and they were catching up to him in this realm. There was no were he could turn or close his eyes, so he would not have to see these things. Lauriam was paralyzed, rooted to the spot. He could hear Chirithy's voice like it was standing right next to him and the images in front of his eyes felt to real for him to accept.
The image of his sister was just looking way to real, even though he knew it had been formed by darkness and the essence of the shadow that splattered to the ground by the Claws of his former protector was mocking him, reminding him of his failure. Part of him knew he was being manipulated, but an other part of him was almost accepting this to be his reality. How long had been struggling with his failure and the remaining fragments of a big betrayal by those he would call friends. The burning eyes of the hooded creature scourged his mind.
"Give up. You can't escape your Nightmares, even if you call for help!"
Was this really his reality? Could he really fight this or just give into his dark emotions? He fell to his knees, struggling with himself and the voices in his mind, when he heard an other voice reach out to him.
“This is your Darkness you have to take control of it. The more negative emotions and dark thoughts that you have the stronger it can become. Try to Master your darkness and show it belongs to you, not the other way around. You gave this darkness this power and you can take it away. It is nothing without you.”
Lauriam closed his eyes, holding his breath for a moment as time seemed to slow for him. He opened his eyes again, seeing how Chirithy would come for him, only for Namine to try and get between them. Was she ...trying to protect him?
“I'll get strong enough to carry you on my back, big brother! You'll see! “
Strelitzia...
Lauriam had already lost to much... he would not lose an other person. His mind finally snapped back to reality, face twisting in what seemed to be anger now. He would not be controlled again. Never again. This time he would be the one to hold the reins! He would not let the darkness devour him. He got to his feet, seeming to get into a sprint in Namine's direction.
He teleported between Namine in the Chirithy just in time, his weapon summoned into his hand again with a flash of petals, the staff blocking the claws that had been aimed at Namine, holding the creature back.
“... You.. won't tear apart anyone!”
He looked over his shoulder at the girl behind him, giving her a apologetic look.
“I am sorry.. I dragged you into this Namine.. but thanks to you I remembered why I keep moving forward.”
Taking a deep breath, he would turn to Chirithy he was still holding back.
“I think I know why my heart called out to you. Even though you should hate me, you showed me compassion. I think you... reminded me of someone I loved and lost. You are a lot like her.”
He looked Chirithy directly into it's burning eyes.
“You are right.. I can't escape my nightmares.. but I will be damned if I let them eat me, before I will reach the end of my journey!”
He put more preasure against the creature.
“These painful memories.. I won't let these nightmares hinder me, but remind me of what I am fighting for!”
The wind around him started to pick up again and Lauriam pushed himself and Chirithy away from Namine, before his body would start to become a blur, moving fast around Chirithy and attempt to hit him three times before he would try and slash him into the air and strike him to the ground again.
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Post by Mirage Arena Mod on Sept 2, 2020 23:09:35 GMT -5
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Such a foolish girl Namine was! Foolishly brave. Foolishly courageous. It was no wonder she was that Heart's shadow. It was near impossible to tell them apart in situations such as these. The Princess of Heart and her Shadow were inseparable. The Nightmare twitched at her callous words. Such cruelty. Has Namine so soon forgotten?
"Fool! Dreams become reality by the will of its owner! And since Nightmares are just dreams corrupted by dark intentions he will just have to accept it as truth!" As the Nightmare's bladed paw came down it would seem that Lauriam had different plans.
The shower of petals caused the Nightmare to falter, blink. His voice would distort to the familiar tone of the grey-furred Dream.
"Lauriam, you haven't forgotten us have you?" But was he ever the flower's dream or was he a part of a memory.
Raucous laughter rattled from the creature ad his attack was parried, but the beast would push back, snarling at the youth as he cackled, fangs dripping with darkness. The beast let out a shout as he was thrown back, only to be assaulted by a barrage of attacks. Shaking his body out the beast would stand. He was scraped up quite badly, but wasn't close to his end. He hissed, gripping the wound over his forearm. He looked back towards the steps before turning to retreat.
"There will be no victory for you!" It looked as it he sought to escape but as he came to the door to the next station he would raise his claws, intent on destroying it. "You'll never walk the path of light again -- Darkness is your home!"
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Post by Naminé on Sept 7, 2020 20:00:42 GMT -5
Namine closed her eyes tightly and braced herself for the impact. For the dark claws to rip into her and rip her a part like it did to the Shadow Kairi and the other girl. She wasn’t sure if she could get hurt physically in this realm or not. This place was in the Realm of sleep, so one couldn’t be physically hurt in this realm, right? However, the blow never came. She opened one of her eyes and saw something she never dreamed she would ever see. Lauriam was now in between her and the nightmare holding it off. The Scythe She once feared was now protecting her. She listened to Lauriam’s apology completely stunned. Her eyes were wide as the young man made his declaration. By the end of it her eyes were shinning, she gave a smile, nodded, and even cheered for the for her ex-captor. “You can do it! Your Darkness changed you and him. Now use your light to change him back.” She said. She knew he had light in him to do just that. If he didn’t, there was no way he could have felt love and loss the way he did. Now it was that love that was the feeling she as absorbing from him. It gave him the strength to fight and she decided to encourage that feeling on more. “You never lose the people you love. Their strength becomes yours.” Sora’s speech about his friend’s being his strength sudden came to mind. “ They become your light. So, when things get confusing or dark, look for her. She may not be her physically, but she will always light your way home.” The creature was at it again, but Namine was ready to undermine it. “By that same will the owner can control their dreams. Light and pure intentions can bring positive dreams back and change the outcome. They are two sided of the same coin. Where one is, it just has to be flipped to find the other.” Namine throw out at the Nightmare. Then she looked over to Lauriam. “You heard him even admit it. You are in control of this whole thing. You are the owner, now what is your will? Nightmare or Dream, it is up to you. Try thinking of more positive emotions and memories.” She suggested to help him not be hindered by what the darkness was trying to pull. As the creature made it way to the door and raised it claws upon it. Namine shouted towards it. “Hey!” She was hoping it was enough to make it look her way first before smashing the door. She spoke to it but her mind spoke to Lauriam using her telepathy. “Do you really think attack a door is going to stop him? You’ll just be trapping yourself in here with him, won’t you?”
“Even if he does take out the door. You can just create a new one. This is your dream.” She floated closer to the Creator, but still out of easy reach. Lauriam had mustered up the courage to and strength to defend her once already and make it easy for the Nightmare to get her so soon would be a pretty poor thanks. “Think about it, what have you achieved? He is more determined and positive than ever. Won’t it be more effective and pleasurable to watch him go deeper in despair.”
“Also remember that it is impossible to true forget anyone no matter how distorted a memory is. Sora has proven that in Castle Oblivion with Kairi, and Roxas and Lea have Proven that with Xion. True memories will always return when you need the most.”
“Why not take out the very one his heart called here. Come on, show him what a real Nightmare can do.”
“Now is your chance. If he takes the bait. Take him out. Show him what a Graceful Assassin can do.”
Telepathy:Without make a sound from her mouth Naminé can speak directly to people through her mind to theirs. Comes in handy when she doesn't want certain parties to over hear what she is saying. Often used to each people in difficult places like the depths of darkness or light within their hearts and minds. Outside of battle it can be used freely to as many people as she sees fit within the same world. She can reach those she has or makes a personal connection to from anywhere as long as the meet from this point on. During battle it takes a little more concentration. During battle she has to be looking directly at the people she wishes to contact this could leave her vulnerable to attacks. She can only contact 2 people at a time. (Passive)
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Post by Lauriam on Sept 12, 2020 15:24:06 GMT -5
I am coming for you. Please wait for me. Lauriam couldn't deny that the internal struggle inside of him was a strong one. The words of the Nightmare and the words Namine shared with him moved up and down his mind and his thoughts tried to make sense of this mess.
"Fool! Dreams become reality by the will of its owner! And since Nightmares are just dreams corrupted by dark intentions he will just have to accept it as truth!”
“You can do it! Your Darkness changed you and him. Now use your light to change him back.”
"Lauriam, you haven't forgotten us have you?"
“You never lose the people you love. Their strength becomes yours. They become your light. So, when things get confusing or dark, look for her. She may not be her physically, but she will always light your way home.”
He had hurt the nightmare badly, his blade dripping with some of it's essence now, almost like he had taken the essence back it had shattered just a minute ago to try and manipulate him. Even after all this creature had tried on him, he somehow had the feeling he couldn't kill it. It might be a dream, but Lauriam slowly realized that this Chirithy was something he had created. A memory he had tried to push down, that would return to haunt him even stronger, the more he tried to ignore it.
Namine was trying to confuse the Chirithy with words, giving him courage at the same time with her voice reaching into his head. He had been standing rooted to the spot, still holding the blade, looking at the creature in front of him that seemed ready to stop him, even if it took it's whole existence.
Lauriam really started to wonder if this was his inner voice that never could forgive him, telling him that he could never turn to the light again now. He had tried to turn from his problems and his memories without even knowing maybe. He had tried to suppress it. Lauriam had always told himself that he would one day turn things right, but he had just continued to run away from his memories.
“There will be no victory for you either.”, he would say to the Nightmare that so desperately tried to stop him from reaching the end of this. He slowly lowered his weapon. “If you destroy that door, you will also lose the chance to make a difference. Is that what you want, Chirithy?” The assassin moved his hand up to signal Namine to halt everything she was doing. This was something between him and his nightmares alone. Nothing would change, if he would not set his nightmares free of their chains created by his pain. Lauriam was slowly understanding this. This was more than a dream to torture him.
Lauriam snapped his fingers, lasers suddenly appearing in front of the Chirithy, hovering around its body, most of them in front of it, so it couldn't continue it's attack, unless it wanted to destroy itself by moving directly into them. They were standing still, a threat to keep the Chirithy at bay. He stopped a few meters away from the Chirithy, his blade disappearing completely now. “You are correct... I have created you. And it hurts to know this. This is not how I want to keep you in my memory.”
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Post by Mirage Arena Mod on Oct 6, 2020 12:49:19 GMT -5
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The Nightmare Chirithy gave pause at the loud demand. It was not so much that he sought to instinctively heed the words, but it was more a morbid curiosity that summoned a cat-like in its form as his large head tilted slightly, clawed digits twitching over the door. His glowing, magenta eyed would blink as flame tongues of darkness jumped from its irregular maw full of jagged, knife like fangs. Namine's words made him twitch, a hiss bubbling from its cheeks.
Blinked it's dark eyes, the forms taking a blue tint between blinks before they returned to magenta. He snarled and shook his head. "Chirithy?" He remembered this name and so did it seem Lauriam had recalled it as well. "Who am I?" The monster roared out, putting its claws to it's head as a sharp pain seemed to rip through his form, spirit and mind fighting for reconciliation. "No!"
The monster turned to charge but came to a stop she. The lasers stood before him. The door behind him flung open, a light cast onto his back forcing the monster to let out a pained howl before it was torn apart by the essence of Lauriam's heart. The shadow dissipated leaving being the familiar form of the grey, cat-like dream. He was unconscious, but unharmed it seemed. The dream was tired and the path open. But now Lauriam and Namine would soon be able to see the final station. The hooded figure stood on a throne with the Dahlia scythe leaned against the arm. The figure tapped its foot impatiently. This station had a painting of a field of colorful flowers and a young woman laid in the center. Lauriam could easily identify this young woman: her gentle smile and warm face... But the figure corrupted the station. The colors were washed out and the structures surrounding the platform were staying to bend inward, like melting candles.
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Post by Naminé on Dec 6, 2020 19:14:18 GMT -5
Namine was relieved to see that the beast had stopped in his tracks. She knew if it had came after her that it could rip her part. Even if this whole thing was in the subconscious, it just made it that much more dangerous because there would be no evidence that something would even be wrong with her. Namine’s body would be in tact, but her heart, mind, and soul would be mangled if creature did choose attack her. Even so, that was a chance she was willing take to make sure that Lauriam wasn’t trapped in his own head and heart. However, Lauriam rose his hand to silence Namine. She obeyed without question and watched as the Beast was trapped in Lauriam’s abilities. The little witch floated back away from the beast and behind her comrade allowing him to take center stage. This was his story after all. There was blinding light as the door that was almost destroyed flung open. Namine floated back further and shielded her eyes with her arms. Once the light dissipated, she blinked a few times to try to clear her vision and readjust to the dark area. “So,” Namine thought to herself. “I wonder if that was what Sora saw in lauriam?” Light did dwell deep within the darkness of the ex-nobodies heart. There was more to him then what met the eye. She had to admit that she was surprised and proud on the way he handled this. Instead of aiming for the body, he aimed for the mind which triggered the heart rather then destroyed. He killed with kindness…so to speak. Where the beast once stood now laid Chirithy, and just beyond that, another room and the hooded figure. Namine rushed passed Lauriam, but she wasn’t heading for the door and the figure beyond it. Instead, She knelt at Chirithy’s side with a worried look on her face. She attempted to pull the creature’s body into her lap and stroked his for head. “Do you think it will be okay?” She turned her head to Lauriam and asked. “Should we take Chirithy with us?” She wasn’t sure if that was even going to be possible. Namine looked back down at the little cat like creature. “Poor little thing.” She said to nobody in particular. “You know,” Namine was once again speaking to Lauriam while still petting the forehead of the Chirithy. "That is my reason too." She paused for a moment. “ You say I should hate you. And to most, that maybe true and the path they would go down…You have hurt me and have done awful things in the past,” The blue eyed girl looked to Lauriam and found his eyes with her’s. “Now, you have helped me. You haven’t raised a hand or weapon towards me….you have even apologized. " Another pause but she was still looking directly into his eyes without breaking the gaze once. "The way you were before, “’That is not how I want to keep you in my memory.’”
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Post by Lauriam on Jan 8, 2021 12:50:09 GMT -5
I am coming for you.
Please wait for me.
It was odd how strangely calm Lauriam suddenly felt. Just a moment ago, he had felt like his heart was being ripped out and his mind crushed by the weight of his confusion and the memories that came all at once to torture him. That the state of mind could have such an impact on your soul and your heart was frightening and facing an enemy he felt like he couldn't beat was something that would strike fear into anyone's heart. Facing your own problems was always a process that took time, but the way he had handled it till now was always denial and hate and it poisoned your soul even more instead of slowly healing it. Understanding a heart was hard, especially for those that carry it.
The light of the door slamming open blinded him, no hand moving up to shield his face however. He just closed them, waiting for the flash to be gone, before he would open them again, looking down at the form of his Chirithy. His Omni-lasers disappeared as fast as they had been summoned, the man watching how Namine's ghost would come to the creatures aid. He didn't know if anything in this realm would have an impact on the real Chirithy, should he still exist somewhere...
His eyes moved up to the door, seeing what was now in front of him. The last door has been opened and he could see the darkness that held his heart for such a long time right in front of him, watching his every move with impatience. He sighed, stepping forward, only stopping right next to his Chirithy and Namine. The girl's words did cause him to chuckle slightly.
“If you want, you can stay with him.. take care of the remains of a gentle dream.”
He summoned his weapon into his hands, tilting his head a little in the girls direction, looking down at her small form.
“I think I have to go alone from here on out. The deeper you go, the stronger it could impact you. I don't want to put a heart in danger, that actually gave me a chance.”
His blue eyes would look down at her one more time, before he would step past her, moving up to the platform that lay open to him now. Lauriam would look at the foggy image of the person closest to his heart, before he would look at the throne and the person sitting in it.
“Pardon me to keep you waiting.”
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Post by Mirage Arena Mod on Feb 14, 2021 11:45:02 GMT -5
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From a distance the station had been shrouded in darkness, pink petals raining down but burning to cinders the moment they touched the ground. If one placed their foot upon the surface of the stained glass would think it hot, but it was cool to the touch. The moment Lauriam's foot touched upon the edge of the final station a crimson light began to rise up from behind the figure as the young man confronted him. Lauriam's concerns would have been correct had Namine approached because for the witch of memories the station was hot to the touch and would repel her with a fiery barrier of heat that Lauriam could not feel.
The shrouded figure stood, stepping from the great, ivory throne. The moment they stepped from it it burned to ash, collapsing into a pile of smoldering remnants. The light that began to fill the station turned the dark 'robes' the figure wore into brilliant orange-red folds of cloth. Curled tails of flames seemed to spring behind its steps: clawed feet scraping along the glass' surface. There it stood before Lauriam, its head twitching as its beaming yellow eyes threatened him. The Burning Memory. It was this that tore through Lauriam's memories creating him such pain. The memories he had forgotten or wished to forget were fed to this fiend and fueled it.
Now he had to face his past and if was unable to conquer this memory he would lose them all.
"You remember me?" It spoke in a familiar voice, cloying from the back of the pink-haired fighter's mind. "But you don't want to remember me do you...?" The creature took a step forward and was now in the middle of the field. The station became surrounded by flames, the red light overhead, changing the dark image below his claws from the shallow images of his former Nobody to the image of the Foretellers surrounding the sleeping form of Strelitzia. The Heartless creature tilted his head. "You were always jealous of my skill with magic..."
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