YOU PEOPLE! xD
I see this large burst of views on the last part of Sync 3 after getting nothing for awhile. So I'm thinking "Hey, maybe I should keep at it! I like plastering words to the screen!"
So sure, I will. I'll try out Chronicles of Hypera on Fur Affinity or something, because I have an idea for it pertaining to my music thing.
But really, I'm grateful for the views. Thanks everyone. ^^
I'm still willing to rearrange this gigath of an accumulation of stories in the most nonsensical way possible!
(I've returned to Safa, the Safa I don't know. It's the Safa that is doing okay, and the Cruce from this universe is actually helping it instead of destroying it, and that Safiri loves him. It's not going so well for me, but then again, that other Safa isn't the one I really know. I know a Safa. I know a Safiri. I even know an Oron Mo. But this one is not correct to me... But why can its Safiri have my Crossblade? Why is the Eclipse so special? What is the Connector supposed to be doing? Not being dead? That's a start. And what do I have to do with all of this? As far as I know, I'm just the Crossblade spreading its madness. Cruce is no one. The Spirit Cross is the treasure... But it's not the only thing. The only thing is Safiri. My only... "thing". Her... She and her Safa.)
(I'm not sure if I should use the Crossblade to travel to the dessicated Safa on the other side. Xulfur said that there are penalties. I experienced that first hand--or paw--when my body was... Safiri'd. But if that world's dead... should I even go there in the first place? ...Hunh... really... what do I got to lose?)
[The night crawls on. Darkness is still in the worlds of Chronic and Safa. On the other side, however, both Light and Darkness and the air itself are frozen in time.]
Safiri: (Well Cruce, you've questioned my faith after I've given you my fury. What does that make me...? Nothing... I'm no Eclipse. If our Connector was with us, I wouldn't feel him anymore. I have no faith because I have nothing...)
Cruce: ... (...No... You have the Crossblade.)
[A brutal backtrack to this Safa's Ancient Growth has involved numerous encounters with Nightmares of various sorts, ranging from Safans to Pokémon. Cruce is alone to face these threats now.]
-Ancient Growth Base-
[The base of the majestic tree is thawing. Danielle's icy hold on the Growth is fading; a sign of her focus being elsewhere. Regardless, the Nightmares keep coming. The night is rolling on slowly.]
Cruce: [Slashes his way through an imp, Crossblade in his mouth. He has reverted into his black Safan fox form.] (With every one of these things I take out...) [He stands tall, scanning the area for any remaining enemies... All clear.] (I hope like hell it's not Glace... I gotta keep going. Not to much further... Sure is soaking here. Danielle's not paying attention to the Ancient Growth anymore.) [Considering this thought, he rushes into the open base of the enormous tree. The upward stream which had been previously frozen over has partially thawed, leaving rushing water cascading over the ice sheeting at certain points. The freezing spray is unavoidable, however, a path alongside the downward flowing river is accessible. Cruce utilizes this to return to the chamber above.]
[This is the second floor of the Ancient Growth. The large risen lake is still frozen over, save the outlet. Enormous root structures on the inner walls are dripping.]
Cruce: [Shaking the water off of himself, he gazes around the massive lake chamber.] (Ugh, cold... So if I remember, the Oron Mo was in this isolated pond somewhere...) [He trots gingerly across the frozen lake. No Nightmares are in the area...] (Where oh where could you be...? ...) [His Crossblade resonates, sending a small lance of light in the direction of the symbol he is seeking. It appears to be an unnatural portion of the lake, raised on a platform with curious stone pillars surrounding it. Cruce runs up to this location, seeing a massive stone tablet before the small pond. Within that pond is the swirling "claw-mark" symbol of the Oron Mo. It illuminates gently with the Crossblade's presence.] (Here we are...) [He observes the etchings in the stone wall. They are symbolic and primitive, yet still too complicated for him to understand.] (Looks like the ice covering the wall let up. I didn't realize all of this was built. I'd stay and check it out if I didn't have to save the world... Maybe... Should I really do this? I don't know what's on the other side anymore... I know I've got nothing to lose, but if I end up as some Nightmare, it's a hold different story... Screw it. I know the Crossblade will come through for me.) [With a leap of faith, he dives into the pond, thrusting his Blade into the Oron Mo. There is a bright glimmer, which becomes an overwhelming flash...]
"Finally... there you are, Crossblade wielder..."
"I knew you would return. I have been waiting."
"This world is fitting of my student, Xulfur... He is no longer here. I require a student. For the time being, however, I am the Eclipse of Safa. I am Vesse. I am one of the Ruinous. I should not be the Eclipse. It should be my student..."
"Let me test your power, Spirit Cross. If you succeed against me in battle, I will share with you my power... Yes... Yes, I realize this is not what you'd expect from the greatest Darkness."
"Xulfur was a student of hatred. You were an enemy. He possessed hatred for you. He was powerful. He could banish many to Tartarus with ease. He was annihilated by a threat greater than you could ever know."
"Cruce Maximilius. I am Vesse. I am the Ruinous figure of Tulwar. I am the incarnation of the darkest powers of the Scorpius kind. But I will help you defeat this threat. As will the other Ruinous. You must, however, accept our test. Kill our students, then defeat us. If you decline, this coalescence of universes will see the unimaginable demise. It can be only you. No other. You are the figure to serve no other role here. But you must be capable."
Cruce: [He awakens in front of the Oron Mo shrine in the Ancient Fairy village. There is a purplish haze within this huge chamber at the top of the Ancient Growth. Glowing spores hover throughout the wrecked village. Venomous and vicious, dark purple plants grow through buildings, out of the inner walls, and through the stone structures themselves. Deep and wide cavernous holes have been dug all throughout the room... Cruce remains still for a time, having remained in his Safan form.] ... (Vesse? The Ruinous?) [A lone, sharp tendril pokes gently at Cruce's back. It is purplish and moist with a warm, energetic secretion. Cruce's tail and ears twitch. He lifts his head to a demonic surprise.]
[The creature alerting him is buried at the center of the town. It appears to be a massive black and purple serpent insect with six of these tendrils, each about thirty feet in length. The horrid, yet elegant creature is line with large spines which reek of a nostril-burning acid. The stench is overpowering, though hypnotic, and strangely alluring. The serpent-like insect's head is jagged with smooth horns curved downward. At the top of its head, three larger horns stand on end, one in front with the other two at the sides. The creature possess pincers at its cheeks, yet seems to have the mouth of a dragon. Its eyes are sharp and beautiful, two massive purple orbs; a humanizing characteristic of this demon.]
Vesse: [She seems to speak directly into Cruce's mind. Her voice is shockingly clear and lovely.] Cruce Maximilius... [Retracts her long tendril as he awakens.]
Cruce: [He stands, speechless at the sight of Vesse.] (...T...The hell...? Holy mother of God...) What... what are you? Are you Vesse?
Vesse: Yes. I am the Ruinous of Tulwar. I am the embodiment of Tulwar's deepest, eternal darkness. I have existed since the birth of all Light and Darkness.
Cruce: You were the one who spoke to me. But I didn't expect this... Wh-what did you do with the Script?
Vesse: [The tips of her horns shine. A thick book hovers up around her before floating in front of Cruce, its pages revealed to him. Everything which Xulfur had corrupted seems to be restored. Vesse has altered one thing.] Here is Safiri's Script of Ecliptic Origin. I have restored all to its proper state. As long as I am the Eclipse, however, I have created a specific barrier around this world. None shall enter this world, and those already here shall be driven away from my presence. Only you can come to this Safa. Only you, the Spirit Cross, may beseech me.
Cruce: [He looks over the Script before it is returned to Vesse.] I thought... you were evil? Aren't you evil? This doesn't make any sense...
Vesse: I desire that the universe be taken into the Darkness. I wish for the blackest deluge to wash away all. All forces but Darkness must be eliminated or converted. That desire of mine would likely classify me as "evil" in your eyes.
Cruce: [He swallows spit, looking up at this alluring monstrosity.] Y-yeah... You're evil.
Vesse: ...But I wish not for total destruction of worlds... I am Ruinous, yet I am sparing. We are sparing. Destruction is necessary to bring Darkness. Total destruction is forbidden. Death is inevitable...
Cruce: ...Hng... You told me there was a threat... And you're not it...
Vesse: My student, Xulfur, has been slain. A vortex of unknown energies has claimed his life. No. His everything. He has been deleted. No soul remains. Truest exile. A force beyond even my comprehension. A force coming to this multiverse. It wishes for total destruction. It wishes for the forbidden.
Cruce: You know this for a fact?
Vesse: Yes. There is no other reason this force would reveal itself. And you will be the one to face it.
Cruce: ... ...(Just... why me...?) [He shakes his head before sighing.] What am I, really? Do you know who I'm supposed to be?
Vesse: You are nothing. You are the emptiest Spirit Cross. You have no purpose here. You have given Safiri a Spirit Cross because she, too, has no purpose. The Connector of this universe has been deleted all the same. The Connector was the purpose of the Eclipses. The opposite is also true. The Eclipses are the purpose of the Connector. Without each other, they will evaporate. But with the Spirit Cross, they will shine.
Cruce: ...H... How can you know all of this?
Vesse: ... [A soft chuckle.] I have done some reading, Cruce. I am the Eclipse of Safa. And I feel the emptiness which Safiri, Rilia, and Slianna do...
Cruce: ...Hm... I... actually do believe all of this... I remember select things, and I'm told things that I'm supposed to believe, but this feels... right. This actually feels true. I don't have a purpose. Something bigger than all of these universes combined is happening. That's why they're combined in the first place. But, Vesse... What does this make Darkness and Light? What about the Shades? And Light's counterparts to that?
Vesse: A good question. Cruce Maximilius. It is impossible to rise up against this transcendent force. Few souls would believe the cause. Fewer would follow. Light and Darkness would never truly form harmony. The Ruinous know this. The Ruinous will devour themselves via you, Spirit Cross. Darkness will consume itself, so that a new Darkness may be born on another day. This is a last resort.
Cruce: Then this... is bigger than I thought... [He lowers his head momentarily.]
Vesse: ...Hmmm, Cruce... We musn't waste time. Face me, for I will be your foe. [Each of her tendrils flare out.] If you can show your strength in defeating a Ruinous, this Ruinous will guide you. She will answer your questions. Show me your Crossblade, and fight.
Cruce: ...[Without any second thoughts, he summons the Blade, facing his unlikely opponent...]
(... I'm... nothing.)
(I have no purpose. But I remember Safiri. I remember... I remember Kutzu...? I remember Kenny. The Princess. Princess Cellie, yeah... Vixx, from Aquatica. Toxik, of the world that Vesse is from. Tutuki. Glitra. Cree. These are the Eclipses. But there are more than Eclipses... And the Ruinous. The Ruinous are calling me to take them in. Darkness wants me to destroy it. But why is it still fighting me with its own intentions? ...I don't know who I am, because I am nobody. But that's okay.)
(What about Light? Does Light feel this way? Do they need to be shown that there's a threat out there so powerful, that the mightiest forms of Darkness are afraid? Would they be afraid?)
(I have no purpose. I'll still do what needs to be done... I wish I knew what it was. But I don't.)
(And that's okay. For now...)
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