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 Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 10:26 am
Azmodel, the new student at Amityville Academy was peacefully resting in her dorm room after the ordeal with the Horsewoman Lan and her trip to the Sanctuary.
Suddenly something in the shadows of the night stirred, and the young valkyrie started to awaken. Not long after that golden eyes opened slowly and blinked sleepily. What was it that had taken her from Morpheus' sweet arms? As her eyes started to adjust to the lack of light she tried to sit up only to find herself pinned to the bed. Right above her wisps of inky shadow were manifesting, taking on a humanoid form. Trying not to panic the ghoul stayed still and was quite surprised to see her own face staring her in the eye. Surely she was dreaming ! Overwhelmed the poor child was going to cry out when the thing above her shushed her.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 11:02 am
“-Shhhh, little one. I'm not going to hurt you.”
Feeling the body under her tense and stop moving the Death arcana let go of a wrist she was holding on to and gently touched the face of her model. The one she was holding captive seemed so young in her eyes. So innocent. But she needed to be aknowledged, for someone to remember her.
“- My name is Azmodel, but in the Black Kingdom of Revenge I am called Death. Or I was... Do not fear, this is only a dream.“
The other her relaxed a little in the wake of surprise.
“- I am sure you will have a lot of questions but let me tell you my story first.”
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 11:32 am
The valkyrie was taken aback but the wisper that was the being's voice. A dream? Well, if this was a dream she was safe, and she was a little curious. What could be the story of this doppelganger of hers?
Relaxing her body, the valkyrie got ready for a storytelling.
“I”m listening.”
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 12:27 pm
Pleased with the decontration her mirror image was now showing the fragment started her tale. “- My first memories are of my Fall, when I was engulfed in darkness, loking at the stars getting ever farther away from me. My King was calling me and I became one of his Shadows. He gave me the name Death and a purpose came with being one of his arcanas.
For the Kingdom of Revenge was only one of seven in the world ruled by the Voice. Destruction, Grief, Protection, Pride, Curiosity, Reflection, and Change were our ennemies. We were to fight them and win to take revenge on the living, in honor to our king, and he would become the one to rule all.
At least that was what the voice wispered in our minds.”The shadow sit back, still staddling her original. Sadness was radiating off of her. “- I remember so clearly when our king sent us to do his biding. We were so proud to have been chosen. But then... The silver Kingdom fell. And it was our turn next. The Tower was breaking piece by piece. And we could do nothing but watch.
The Voice spoke again, and everyone in the Seven Kingdoms went to the Great Battle. I died there.”
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 12:32 pm
Azmodel was a little shocked but entranced in the story she was being told. Seing her shadow so sad and depressed was making her uncomfortable. So to confort the other she opened her arms wide in an invitation for a hug. The Death took it without hesitation and nestled against the one she was a fragment of.
“-Are you a ghost then?”
The duplicate shrugged a little and continued speaking.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 1:07 pm
“- I may be a ghost, but things did not end with that death. After falling on the battlefield I found myself in a place with two pillars, a White and a Black. Of course I went for the dark one.
That is went I learned of what I was in truth.
The Pillar told me to look at my shadow and I found myself watching events take place in the mirror beneath my feet. I saw a myself that wasn't really myself. Because it was you. I saw parts of your past and I was told that I was only fragment of you. A pale copy made to be broken. I was never real and I would disappear without leaving a trace. I might be Death incarnate but Oblivion is something I discovered I fear more than I could ever imagine... So when the darkness proposed to let le be for a while longer I took that opportunity to do something that would be a proof that I had been.
I was sent back to my 'Kingdom', but I no longer was a Shadow. I was a Silver, and the breaking illusion of a world let the tower of the Voice appear. It did not take me long to go there, I wanted answers, and to take revenge on the one who had manipulated my very existence. I let everything behind, since being part of a kingdom had lost all meaning to me.
The stairs... you have no idea how many steps I had to take to reach the top of that blasted tower ! First it took my hearing, when I entered. Second my voice was gone as I steped on the next floor. And last my sight was taken when I got to the last level. So many steps... And the Voice always trying to make me submit to it. But I could not be stopped and kept going. In the last room I found something that resembled a throne and I was thing of a soltution to the riddle written there whand that jackdamned Voice took my very being back into it.
I'm not really sure what happened, but it must have been defeated because here I am... Saying goodbye, just like the Pillar said I would.”
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 1:17 pm
Azmodel could feel the former shadow loosing strength and consistency as she finished speaking. She felt sorry for that creature who only had the illusion of being alive.
“- Do you still fear your end?”
The form cuddling her shook her head 'no'.
“- Because you know I will remember you ?”
It wasn't a question, not really.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 1:26 pm
“- Exactly. I was given the possibility to go back to being a part of you in a way. What makes me was a sliver of being taken from you but we were not onnected. Now you know me and I will be part of you as well. So, no, Oblivion will not destroy me and I no longer fear it.
You should go back to sleep now, Azmodel the Valkyrie. I was happy to meet you... Farewell.”
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 1:36 pm
The ghoul felt incredibly tired as her other self finished speaking. So exhausted that she was already almost asleep by the time of the goodbye. The last thing she felt was the body next to her sinking into her own.
The next morning Az woke up a little disoriented and with a strange feeling. She remembered that strange dream, where she saw a reflection of herself, and was told the story of Death, Black Kingdom's shadow, in the world of the Seven Kingdom... It seemed so very real ! And it wasn't often that she remembered her dreams. But it had to be one... didn't it?
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