That emptiness... bidding farewell to the ties severed.
In the length of darkness... humanity is tested once more...as destruction approaches.
Ezekiel 1:3Eden.
No one could say for sure who made it, the truth lost to the annals of time, or where it is located. However, it had been said that only those with a strong will and a willingness to bet their own lives could reach it, let alone a means to find it.
And it was Victor who had finally claimed this forgotten land.
All as a means to atone for his past sins, and cleanse the curse of his bloodline.
If you are at all confused about Victor's goal, he wanted to first destroy the curse placed upon his body, having killed his father in the belief that the curse would be released. This was not the case, and he was forced to flee from his own country.
Trying to unearth the secrets of the curse itself, he then accidentally caused his brothers betrothed to become corrupted with what remained of the same madness that had driven his father insane. Attempting to slay her before she betrayed them all, he was forced to fight his own brother. It ended with her death and injuries to both brothers, creating a rift between them.
Seeking to atone for the atrocities committed both in his servitude of his father and his acts following the patricide, he sought solace in the ultimate goal of wanting to destroy everything associated with DESTRUCTION, the source of all the negativity on Gaia, as well, including himself. He also doesn't care how many people he has to kill to do so, as in his mind, the end result justifies the means.Victor had long since left the more presentable, if not habitable, section of the ruined Keep.
The lands as well as what structures remained had long ago been ravaged, according to legend, by the wrath of the gods themselves. However a bit of the beauty that had once been Eden was still preserved.
It was one such place that Victor was headed for himself at the moment. It resembled many other places of worship, yet it was like nothing else. A magnificent palace of water that seemed to contain an archaic form of architecture known only to it's builders in a time period long since buried.
The great volume of water that flowed through it was always circulating and
pure, and it had been said that it cleansed those who come here to pray. The same waters that flowed within the chamber also fed into the Garden nearby, which also placed Victor in unknowing proximity to both the Shade Knight and Tellus. It was only the towering edifice of hewn stone, that separated the two chambers from one another. An edifice marred with markings and scrawling of a civilizations long dead language.
Victor had found himself seeking solitude within this place more and more often, as if trying to calm the ever encroaching darkness within his very being, the inhuman power which he had invited something no mere human had ever been meant to have.
"So there's... no way for me to do this with you...is there Vahn?"
His words hung out hollowly, even as he stared down into the reflective waters. Yellowed eyes continued to stare even as the unmistakable aura of something heavy seemed to cloud over his form. He could feel the weight of the jet black sword within his mind, the cold sweat that ran along the back of his neck, and the constant reassurances of a hand moving to rest against the hilt every now and then.
It was only his immense will that seemed to keep TFO at bay and from completely devouring him whole and making him a mindless slave.
He was sure that dark power would fade into nothingness when the task was completed, and he would be free of this pact. But until then, he held steadfast.
He had to, or it would all be for naught.
"...?" Victor turned his head to the side, sensing the approach of the relay. With each passing day, his connection with the blade increased, and so too with the power that fed said blade.
He seemed at first annoyed that the thing had found him, but wasn't as reluctant as he might have normally been to entertain it and actually see what it said.
The idea of letting the relay deliver it's message was a favorable one.
"Now things can become a bit more interesting..."