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Post by Milo on May 5, 2015 9:25:21 GMT
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Struggling against the ooze Milo tries to scream even without a voice. What did you to deserve this! He doesnt want to be alone! He spent so long alone, wandering without friends or family, he does he have to be alone! Why does it have to be him.
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Post by Xemmy on May 5, 2015 9:40:45 GMT
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"Hush now it's alright...."
The ooze hardens and breaks. It drifts away like dust in the wind as a strong wind whips past. Some traces of black sand can be found in your hair and on the floor. You are not alone anymore. There are three figures standing in front of you.
One is on a throne, a crown sits atop his faceless head.Another is wearing what seems to be a graduation cap, and is currently reading from a large text book. The final one is holding a hand to it's chest and seems to be, blushing.
All of them are faceless, yet, they resemble you. All the way down to the traces of dust.
"Now tell me, what is it that you want out of your life?"
A spot light shines on each respective one as the voice speaks.
"Power, to broaden your horizons, or love?"
There seems to be a door slowly appearing behind the three. It's half transparent, as if it's slowly becoming corporeal. Like a ghost.
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Post by Milo on May 5, 2015 9:46:01 GMT
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Milo gasps catching his breath and slowing it. He looks up wish that all of this was over that what ever sick mind put this together would just rot in hell. But for now, so that he can get past this he will carry on. Slowly reaching forward, he picks power. Not to become king per say. But to gain it none the less.
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Post by Xemmy on May 5, 2015 9:54:53 GMT
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The other two disappear. Leaving you and the representation for power. He stands, and digs his nails into your face. Ripping and tearing. Every part he injures appears on his own. Barbed wire starts to curl around your ankles and snake its way up your legs. Holding you steady.
"Is power really that important?"
The barbed wire curls up around your lower abdomen, before shooting outwards and wrapping around the other you. Pulling you two close, it continues to coil up around you both. After a long tight squeeze the other figure burns himself into you.
Meanwhile the loud sound of a lock clicking is heard. The door is now corporeal, and unlocked. a door drifts open an inch and a cold breeze slips out of it. However, next to the door there are more stained glass stairs. Leading up in a spiral, towards another pillar in the distance. The barbwire recedes as the voice calls out again.
"Part of power is being able to choose... Will you continue? Or will you abandon the strength that is almost within reach?"
There is a clicking sound. Not like a clock type of ticking. No. A bomb type of ticking. Getting louder and faster the longer you wait.
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Post by Milo on May 5, 2015 10:08:25 GMT
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Milo's mind screams in agony, the pain is more then he has ever had to handle he feels his mind being ripped apart by it all. This torment is almost more then he can handle. He drops to his knees again, tears that cannot be stopped drip to the ground. He looks up at the offered door, is it really real? Could he really walk away from this all? He almost wants to do it, but then all that has happened all that he has done. What he has caused, would still be reality not a figment. But them he realizes on thing, what if its not real and a worse fate waits for him in the trap, that looks like a beam of light from heaven.
Milo closes his eyes still feeling the tears tailing down his face, can he really handle more of this? Slowly he staggers to an upright standing position. No, if all of that is really going to come true, then he cant back down. Stumbling he walks past the door, that to him doesnt even feel like a door. Not even if it is only a small chance that it isnt really. No, this fate is already bad enough, he will keep on the path that he has pick, not the one that was picked for him.
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Post by Xemmy on May 5, 2015 10:22:24 GMT
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Before you reach the top of the stairs you see movement on the pillar ahead. Someone else seems to be up there.
Once on this new platform, you see that the image on it is no longer a shadow silhouette, in fact it's body and everything is completely colored in except for it's eyes and hair which, remain in shadow. The main color is now a mixture of swirling blues and pinks. You can't find the cause of the movement. It just seems to be just out of view. Wait, they.
"Now it's time for your biggest choice."
Four objects bounce down in front of you. They are shiny and are carved out of what seems to be fire opal.
One is in the shape of a snake, half curled up. It's mouth open and fangs ready, as if in midstrike. The second is a heart with an arrow in it. It's not the organ though, it's the shape of the other type of heart. It spins slowly in place.
The third item is shaped like a rooster. It looks almost regal, standing there in all it's chickeny glory. The fourth and final is a nobody symbol. It spins in place like the heart.
"You may only take one with you...Choose wisely."
The voice says quietly the light is reduced to only small spotlights shining on these items
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Post by Milo on May 5, 2015 10:34:57 GMT
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Why, why does this keep happening, why does he have to choose. Why cant he bring them all with him! WHY! Milo's body feels week, as he sways back and forth. For him the option is truly between Eros and Lilith. They both mean so much to him, they are equally important just in different way. Lilith has given him purpose a mission to strive for, and in small ways friendship. While Eros has given me the warmth of friendship that Milo hasn't felt in so long, the feeling that he has missed so much.
Milo stumbles forward closer to the two that he knows to be Eros and Lilith. Which does he pick! Why must he pick! These all have been thing that have started to torture him. His mind feels like it is on the brink of snapping. But then he clears him mind, he knows why he is gaining power. How could he have forgotten, so that he could answer her wishes with a yes.
He walks up the Lilith's totem, His Mistress. He would not forgive himself if he was to pick anyone else. If he was to cast aside his promise to her. He reaches forward with his marked hand. Forgive me Eros, but I have something I must do.
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Post by Xemmy on May 5, 2015 10:50:37 GMT
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"Very interesting...."
The other statues crack and break, leaving little piles of dust. However, as each one breaks, a scream pierces the air. In each of their respective voices. Just when you thought it was over, The snake bites down on your wrist, gnawing and tearing at the flesh. Once the wound is big enough it begins to slither into the wound. The blood making it too slippery to grab onto and pull out.
Crawling its way up your arm and into your body. The pain is similar to that of someone shoving a hot poker into your wrist and back out your elbow.
"They'll be with you till the end... I'm so sorry about the others...But don't worry.... The door."
Your arm still aches even after it is long gone. Not even a bump remains. Suddenly there's more movement. Ten shadow heartless are surrounding you in a circle... Two more sets of stairs appear. One one on the edge to your right, and one on the edge to your left. The right one is light, the colors of the stairs are pastel. The left is darker, the colors deeper and less distinguishable. In front of each stair is a neoshadow.
ensuring a fight either way.
The ground starts to shake. You don't have much time.
"It still waits..."
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Post by Milo on May 5, 2015 11:07:22 GMT
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Milo feels his muscles in his arm writhe in pain, but his mind has started numbing large portions of it. He hates having to forsake his other friends, but he would not forsake his word that he gave to his Mistress. He grips the sword that he had picked up, and looks to the other heartless. A dark aura pulses out from him, his eyes looking dark from all of that which he had been though so far. Now, no longer wavering he dashes forward cutting thought several shadows and sliding past them.
He will head to the darkness, because for him it is where he really wants to go. So that he can rest and feel good within that which has molded him all of these years. Shifting from side to side he looks to the Neoshadow. He glares at it with his piercing plus eyes, Challenging it to attack him. Do it, I have been thought hell you are NOTHING.
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Post by Xemmy on May 5, 2015 11:15:43 GMT
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The neoshadow launches itself at you, as it tries to land an attack the ground rumbles harder, fracturing and cracking much like before.
As you fight it, it keeps trying to knock you back. The staircase you did not choose disappears entirely, the neoshadow that guarded it joins its brother in attacking you.
The first stair on the stairs you chose slowly starts to turn transparent and disappears. Somewhere a clock is ticking. It is the only escape and you're losing it. Too much time is being spent? Or is it disappearing because you're not fighting hard enough?
The voice is but a whisper.
"Waiting....Waiting....Waiting."
The lights start to die down more, the ground continues to shake. The other heartless taunt you. Poking at insecurities, and mocking the screams of the friends you believe to be dead.
"....for the worms..."
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Post by Milo on May 5, 2015 11:18:50 GMT
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I have not come this far for nothing! Milo crouches down, if he doesnt have the time to fight them, then he will be smart and simply by pass them. Using the power of his legs he launches himself upwards and forwards past the two neoshadows onto the stairs. It does not have the time to be dealing with them.
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Post by Xemmy on May 5, 2015 11:25:17 GMT
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You reach the stairs, the heartless try to follow but the platform collapses with them. A neoshadow holds on to a stair. But soon it starts to become transparent before disappearing entirely. As it falls it lets out a screech. A screech that sounds almost like your own voice.
"You surprise me..."
The voice calls out, more stairs start to turn transparent, including the one you are standing on. You must make it up them soon before they are all gone. At the top of the stairs, on the next platform, you see the outline of something wiggling at you. A twitchy dance of a wiggle. It's pale body stands out against the darkness.
"I almost thought you would continue to choose strength...."
The dusk doesn't leave it's perch. It continues to wiggle at you in a taunting manner.
"...Now...Go."
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Post by Milo on May 5, 2015 11:32:31 GMT
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Strength is useless if you die before you can use it. Milo charges up the stairs, towards the nobody. Cutting his blade across the chest of the Dusk, knocking it to the side and rushing past it. It was time to get this over with.
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Post by Xemmy on May 5, 2015 11:39:55 GMT
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The dusk flies backwards. It literally flew off of the platform to it's demise. This pillar's image is complete. There is no shadow on the figures face at all. The curled up boy is you. In the hand dangling at his side is a keyblade. The busts in the circles around him are your loved ones.
It's been you this entire time, yet. For some reason you weren't quite sure. The background here is red, blood red. There are also thorns curling around the edges of the picture. They frame it nicely.
" The closer you get to the light...The bigger your shadow becomes...But you are a shadow yourself, are you not?"
The spotlight dims, and the air starts to feel heavy. The voice has adopted a more ominous tone.
"You can't fight shadow with light, without making it stronger...But you don't use light, do you?"
The ground begins to rumble, but not as hard as before. The light flickers, and you can feel another presence. A real presence.
"But that doesn't mean your final trial shall be easy....."
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Post by Milo on May 5, 2015 11:45:46 GMT
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Its me? Why is it me Milo is confused, why would he be holding onto a keyblade? He wasn't a wielder, he didn't even think heartless could hold one of those. But he sees it now, that person depicted is him, there is no fighting that. Then he feels the ground rumble. Something was coming, something that felt very real. He readies his sword, he will not fail. He will complete this hellish test. There will be no stopping him.
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