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myw · 04-04-2013, 06:34 AM

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The Demon lashes at you instantly. You sway out of the tendril's. At this speed, you can match it.

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As you think that, the Demon accelerates, reaching your back while unraveling.

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The tendrils left behind snap back.

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Your location becomes a whirlwind of darkness.

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Thankfully, you manage to leap out of the Demon's range, twisting.

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Concentrating, you shoot the last few memories forward with a swing of your blade.

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The Demon appears crippled. It attempts to twist, but your shield embedded in it's torso impedes it's movement. You move in for a thrust.

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Its eyes darken, and you hesitate.

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Jet black ooze launches through the mask's eyes.

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You already have taken a defensive stance.

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You know what this will take. You reach deep inside yourself for your most cherished memory.

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At one point, the Herald, or the girl who would become the herald, loved. It began with a outstretched hand, to lift one who had fallen.

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Your shield holds. The Demon does not seem to realize that this shield will not be broken easily.

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But, it will break eventually. Behind it, you suddenly close the distance between you and the Demon.

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At the peak of a breath, you lash out along a perfect line.

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The Judgement of Light wraps your greatest shield around itself as it pierces space,

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and the Demon's stomach.

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"Defeating the Demon is taking back what is lost."
You did not dare to hope that the prophecy was true.
Still, it was only a half truth. Life could not be taken back.

The consciousnesses of those lost in the darkness are freed, escaping the Demon in bubbles reflected off the Judgement of Light.

One bubble brushes your ear, leaving the impression of spoken word.
I'm sorry, I love you, Good Luck.

You smile.

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The pleasant moment ends quickly, and the battle is on again. By a quick analysis, it looks like the Demon is now even more defined, with claws intended to kill.

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