Something tripped him again and again he held on to the stone for a moment before continuing on. this was torture.
Character name: Kin Character appearance: Muscular figure with wings and tail, black dog tags, fanged smile. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 25/40 Current weapon equipped Simple Protection
Kin was stepping down again when he was knocked from the rocks edge. it seems like he was falling forever, until he realized that his descent with slowing. and eventually he was gently placed on a checkered floor. staring into the middle he saw the three red orbs. walking forward Shaking slight Healing down and picked up the broken blade orb. instantly he was taken back to the surface, staring back down into the abyss he was unsure if he could do that again
Character name: Kin Character appearance: Muscular figure with wings and tail, black dog tags, fanged smile. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 25/40 Current weapon equipped Simple Protection
5 - The Sorrowed: She cried out, the scream tearing her throat like a blade, but still she could not stop. Grief overwhelmed her like a wave, an avalanche, something so powerful that nothing could stand in its way and remain unscathed. Everything she loved was dead or dying, from people to her home to her very way of life. There was nothing left. She screamed and screamed and in that scream was a plea for death, that she not outlive the last vestiges of everything she was-
She was feeling rather haunted, the sad sound ripping through the air again as she returned to the descent. It was a story she had heard before, the sad voice and the cries for death and an end to it all almost flowing through her as she went to start on her travels. She would attempt to dispatch this poor soul once again.
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Naian wandered aimlessly. One path was as good as any, and this one that curled downward, shattered, seemed at least mildly interesting. She assumed that if she fell, she'd just re-form somewhere else. And if she didn't re-form... well, that solved a few problems.
Listlessly, she began her descent. The ground creaked under her, which did awake some vestige of instinctive worry in her, but it was only felt dully. Until fog lashed across her, bringing with it...
He tore off his opponent's limb as easily as breathing - oh, she was dead now, or would be soon, but she could still feel pain and thus he was not yet done with her. Red mist filled his vision as he contemplated what he would inflict on every soldier that stood before him. Flaying, gutting, every kind of pain, so exquisite, so delightful. It made him shudder and ache with longing at the same time. He reached for her-
And then, as quickly as it had come, the overwhelming sense of presence was gone. Naian shuddered, but the taste of that cruelty had been so... so powerful. So strong. If you could inflict pain on someone else, maybe... maybe you could dull your own. Her hands clenched at her sides.
She continued to tense as she descended. She could feel that giddy hunger, so twisted and tainted, singing through her. Perhaps she, too, could... feel that...
The next platform was quite large, she realized, stepping down onto it. Instantly, red light awoke in the flooring, and something emerged from the fog, a shadowy being that carried no shining Heart within it. But it did seem to carry a blade.
Well, then. She had a blade too. A faint smile appeared on her face as she called up her own weapon. The Grief Cutter still felt heavy in her hands, but... well, perhaps this was her chance to test what she'd been shown...
The figure came for her first, and she just held still as the sword came down, slicing her. "Is it so powerful?" she said aloud. Then she jabbed at the figure as hard as she could.
Damage: 4 Boss HP: 16/20
Quote:
Character name: Naian Character appearance: A faded grey figure with a blue heart. Link to Heart Log:Here Current HP: 67/60 Current weapon equipped: Grief Cutter (2d10 -8)
Another strike came for her, and she accepted it again, not even trying to counter. She wasn't sure if her actions were perplexing the figure or not. Nothing suggested... anything, really. It just attacked.
Rather boring. Pain was fleeting, when it was your own. It could be, at least. She jabbed at the figure again.
Damage: 4 Boss HP: 12/20
Quote:
Character name: Naian Character appearance: A faded grey figure with a blue heart. Link to Heart Log:Here Current HP: 64/60 Current weapon equipped: Grief Cutter (2d10 -8)
"You're not so strong after all, are you?" she said, quietly. Such tiny little blows. She had the sense that this might be the one whose memory she'd tasted so powerfully... and yet, where the cruelty? Was he playing with her?
Damage: 0 Boss HP: 12/20
Quote:
Character name: Naian Character appearance: A faded grey figure with a blue heart. Link to Heart Log:Here Current HP: 51/60 Current weapon equipped: Grief Cutter (2d10 -8)
He came for her again, but this time she was ready; she raised the blade and lunged, sinking it into his shadowed flesh halfway up the blade's length before jerking it out, trying to rend the skin she couldn't see as much as possible.
"Oh," she whispered, as the blade jerked free. "Oh... it does feel good..."
Damage: 8 Boss HP: 4/20
Quote:
Character name: Naian Character appearance: A faded grey figure with a blue heart. Link to Heart Log:Here Current HP: 48/60 Current weapon equipped: Grief Cutter (2d10 -8)
Now she played with him right back - a little flick, here, taking off a bit of shadow. A lazy slow smile spread over her face.
Damage: 1 Boss HP: 3/20
Quote:
Character name: Naian Character appearance: A faded grey figure with a blue heart. Link to Heart Log:Here Current HP: 45/60 Current weapon equipped: Grief Cutter (2d10 -8)
He blocked her next strike with one of his own, but it felt weak. Yes... she was winning. Was he suffering yet? She wished she could tell.
Damage: 0 Boss HP: 3/20
Quote:
Character name: Naian Character appearance: A faded grey figure with a blue heart. Link to Heart Log:Here Current HP: 42/60 Current weapon equipped: Grief Cutter (2d10 -8)
Another of those delicious little strikes. Yes. No wonder he like those so much. She imagined wounds opening up on a real body...
Damage: 1 Boss HP: 2/20
Quote:
Character name: Naian Character appearance: A faded grey figure with a blue heart. Link to Heart Log:Here Current HP: 39/60 Current weapon equipped: Grief Cutter (2d10 -8)
She struck once more, and... the figure vanished. Naian frowned. That was... that was unfair.
Damage: 3 Boss HP: Dead.
Quote:
Character name: Naian Character appearance: A faded grey figure with a blue heart. Link to Heart Log:Here Current HP: 36/60 Current weapon equipped: Grief Cutter (2d10 -8)
Naian continued on, feeling dissatisfied. She'd been so close to losing everything that hurt her, having her pain eclipsed in someone else's, and it was stolen from her.
Just like everything else.
As she continued on, something grabbed her as she leapt to the next platform. Her hands reached out, fingers brushing the edge - and then she fell, down and down, until instinctive fear gripped her and tore through the apathy, wrenching a scream from her throat.
And her fall slowed.
Stopped.
Her feet touched lightly down on a platform below, where blessings glowed. With relief, she stepped forward, picking one up and holding it tightly to her chest. Perhaps it would teach her more...
Sighing slowly, she went to work on this new battle, feeling the ache of the soul's sadness. Unfortunately, her aim still wasn't true, and she felt a swift flow of wind past her wake.
Boss: 20/20
OOC
Character name: Finale Character appearance: A smaller female visage with discernible details, unlike her new friends, her heart is red, and she has a equally red spiral over her soul. Link to Heart Log: Here Current HP: 37 Current weapon equipped: Ethereal Fang
Turning around as fast as she could, she took the blade and swiftly swung it, feeling a successful thunk of purchase, tugging her weapon free to swing again.
Boss HP: 15/20
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Character name: Finale Character appearance: A smaller female visage with discernible details, unlike her new friends, her heart is red, and she has a equally red spiral over her soul. Link to Heart Log: Here Current HP: 34 Current weapon equipped: Ethereal Fang
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