"If you tread further, then you will see only disappointment."
Mjoll stopped as she heard the voice again, she already knew disappointment. She already knew emptiness there was nothing back there, and well maybe there was an end at the top. She set her jaw and continued.
"I wish only for one True King. I do not wish for anything else. What will you gain from reaching me other than what you already know?
What would she gain? An End she mouthed as she continued up the stairs and up. She wouldn't stop.
Current Location: Tower Floor 2 Character description:
Mjoll's well built with an hourglass figure. Her long blonde hair was left unbraid but with some pulled up in a bun so as not to drag the ground. Her ice blue eyes are as hollow as her soul. She has a plain cream dress on with white shoes.
Oh, there you are, he had almost missed the sound of the voice echoing in his mind, almost. ...No, no he had not missed it, not in the least. In truth he wished it would just shut up and let him climb in peace!
Yet he could not help but notice the difference in the voice. It was louder, yet its tone had changed. Did it speak louder in anger, or in desperation? Perhaps he was growing nearer to what it did not wish him to find.
A fragment should never existed, and yet I have, and I have lived a life that should not have been. That it all there ever need to have been, I am at peace with my fate. Are you?
He almost tripped on a stair, barely catching himself before he fell up the stairs. Can't...be too much further now...right?! He would swear he could see the end, now. Please let it be the end...
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Name: Uluiru HP remaining: 42/50 Stairs Ascended (for part 2): 266 + 27 = 293 Rank: Wild Card Character kingdom: Silver Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description: Short, and delicately slim, with bronzed skin, green eyes and dark auburn hair, left longish (about shoulder length). His attire is simple and functional, if also dull and undecorated.
He focused on his feet, lifting them one after the other, intent on his goal. Finally, he'd reached the top. He stood on the topmost step, wavering only slightly on his feet. He didn't even turn to look back the way he'd come, not wanting to relive a single moment of those stairs. His back was bent, slightly stooped under the oppressive weight of the Voice's disapproval, but at least, he hoped, the stairs were done--If he went through another doorway and found another set of still more stairs, he wasn't sure what he'd do.
[[Exiting to the Final Floooor!]]
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Name: Uluiru HP remaining: 42/50 Stairs Ascended (for part 2): 293 + 31 = 324 Rank: Wild Card Character kingdom: Silver Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description: Short, and delicately slim, with bronzed skin, green eyes and dark auburn hair, left longish (about shoulder length). His attire is simple and functional, if also dull and undecorated.
Gilly placed her hands on the door, this... is it. She somehow knew that this would be the top of the tower, she could feel something emanating from the other side.
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Current HP remaining: 47/50 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: 0 Target: Eva Blessing points: 1
Current Location: Tower Floor 2 Character description:
Mjoll's well built with an hourglass figure. Her long blonde hair was left unbraid but with some pulled up in a bun so as not to drag the ground. Her ice blue eyes are as hollow as her soul. She has a plain cream dress on with white shoes.
How many steps were in this infernal tower? Sheridan had long since lost count. Truth be told, he was coming to hate stairs. If he ever lived again in another life, another dream, he prayed there would be no stairs.
Current Location: Tower Floor 2 Character description:
Mjoll's well built with an hourglass figure. Her long blonde hair was left unbraid but with some pulled up in a bun so as not to drag the ground. Her ice blue eyes are as hollow as her soul. She has a plain cream dress on with white shoes.
This time he saw the door well before he smacked into it. The fragment sped up as best he could, nearly tripping up the stairs in order to reach his destination more quickly.
He pulled up short when he saw the sign, however. His next sacrifice was to be sight, then. Westus closed his eyes, testing out his new existence. It was lonely and hollow, but so was his current one. He opened his eyes again, gave the stairs behind him a quick glance, then pushed forward into the next chamber.
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Steps: 312 Appearance: Long, unbound white hair, gray skin, white eyes, black horns, black spaded tail, plain gray robes.
Had he mentioned how much he hated steps? No? Well he did, he really really hated steps! Was there no end to this staircase? Sheridan would have screamed if he could have. But if he had tried, there would have been no voice and no sound to carry it. Part of him started to wish the tower would collapse and save him the trouble of climbing, or least open it enough that he could simply use his wings to fly.
There it was again, the voice, like an old friend coming to comfort him, or that annoying neighbor that always borrows your things and never returns them...while eating all the food in your refrigerator and spilling ink all over your blueprints! Stupid voice, didn't it realize he wasn't listening to it anymore, that he didn't care what it had to say?
Growing frightened are you, voice? What will you do now that your puppets no longer head your call?
If only he could have blocked it out by covering his ears. At least the voice told him one thing, he was growing closer to whatever it was it did not want him to see.
MORE STAIRS. Keel can't speak, nor could he hear. But mentally, they were promising the voice a painful death. WHY ARE THERE SO MANY FLIGHTS OF STAIRRSSSSSS.
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Name: Killian [Aka Keel] Current HP remaining: 35/50 Rank Ability : Wild Card Character kingdom: Silver Character description: A dull mirror of what they were like before. Keel now dons the colors of their original kingdom – the Kingdom of Change. The will to fight are gone from their eyes, however, it seems their will to watch the battle to the end is strong. Current Status – Harmless. Step - 123 / 300
Yup, Eva was pretty much fine with giving up her voice. No one could hear anyways, what was the point of having it in this situation? Her only fear was what awaited her at the next door, but she would find out soon enough. Just...first, she had to...
...Sigh, more stairs.
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Current HP remaining: 50/50 Damage done: -- Target(s): -- Rank Ability : -- Character kingdom: Silver Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description:Eva has shoulder-length black hair, blue eyes, and is wearing a simple silver-colored dress.
Steps, never ending steps. It was growing monotonous, tedious, no, it was well beyond that point. Stupid tower, stupid stairs, stupid voice, the least it could have done is put some pictures on the wall to break up the monotony.
