Re: The Grand Battle [Final Round: The Subconscious!]
07-04-2010, 03:06 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Dragon Fogel.
What is happening to us? a voice said in Eximo's mind. The voice echoed throughout the castle; the very walls started to distort.
Why... why do we... do I... stay in this world? said another. I must... move on...
"You have many souls within you," Emily said calmly. "It must be hard, having so many voices within arguing about what you should do... But, their time is long past. They need to let go, and move on to the next world."
As Emily focused, another voice spoke out. And another. And yet another.
Soon, a cacophony of voices was ringing through the halls, and the distortions grew.
***
The voices and the distortions reached as far as the library. Aeon suspected Eximo had something to do with it, but he could barely concentrate. Desperate, he first ducked behind what had been a bookshelf before it seemed to be having trouble deciding whether to exist or not. Aeon then clasped his hands over his ears and closed his eyes to avoid the onslaught on his senses.
One by one, the voices started to fade, the distortions growing as they did. If Aeon were not trying to hide from it, he would have seen "Fuller" and Konka Rar begin to be affected by it as well.
"Damn this!" Lutherion shouted, as his steed continued to charge. But the shape of the floor and walls was changing every second. He soon found himself completely lost - he suspected he was still somewhere in the library, but could not be certain. Angered, he commanded his steed to hold its ground until the misshapen mess of the castle sorted itself out again.
***
The demon-possessed Nathan had no trouble navigating the distortions; to him, reality was little more than an inconvenience. Stripping it away simply gave him more options.
Amethyst summoned a crystal and sent it towards Nathan, but he deftly dodged and vanished into a hole in the wall which existed for mere fractions of a second. Annoyed, she summoned a broomstick and tried to navigate her way through the increasingly formless mess in pursuit.
***
As the voices weakened, the mechanical part of Eximo's mind grew stronger. The image of Konka Rar that served as the vacuum cleaner's loyalty manifested.
"Foolish woman! Do you have any idea what you are doing? You are interfering with Eximo's mind! While we stand in a castle built from his memories, in a world controlled by the mind!"
Emily said nothing, and continued the incantation.
"You will destroy everything around us!"
"It is but an elaborate illusion," she said calmly. "What is real will survive. And Eximo is real, as is Aeon."
"That is not acceptable," the image said. The lich raised his mechanical arm, as more voices faded.
He fired a hail of bullets at the image of Emily. She fell to the ground, her hands still upon Eximo's body.
Konka Rar shouted at the vacuum cleaner. "Enough of this! Focus on the castle once more! Then find Aeon!"
The last few voices stopped. The walls shook wildly, then finally stabilized. A moment later, there was a loud noise in the direction of the library.
"Aeon must be there," the image-lich said thoughtfully. "You will go there, and you will find and destroy him."
Eximo silently moved away from Emily's corpse, and wheeled itself towards the library. The lich smiled as he faded from view.
***
"Fuller" tapped Aeon on the shoulder. Aeon carefully opened his eyes and removed his hands from his ears.
"I just wanted to tell you, it's quite pointless to close your eyes and cover your ears when there are two evil undead wizards fighting and nothing that could possibly give you a good reason to close your eyes and cover your ears! Thanks for the idea!" He shouted it, no doubt because there was no reason to draw attention to himself and Aeon.
Aeon looked at him strangely, then cursed under his breath as he heard footsteps approaching the shelf. Konka Rar and Lutherion, no doubt.
What is happening to us? a voice said in Eximo's mind. The voice echoed throughout the castle; the very walls started to distort.
Why... why do we... do I... stay in this world? said another. I must... move on...
"You have many souls within you," Emily said calmly. "It must be hard, having so many voices within arguing about what you should do... But, their time is long past. They need to let go, and move on to the next world."
As Emily focused, another voice spoke out. And another. And yet another.
Soon, a cacophony of voices was ringing through the halls, and the distortions grew.
***
The voices and the distortions reached as far as the library. Aeon suspected Eximo had something to do with it, but he could barely concentrate. Desperate, he first ducked behind what had been a bookshelf before it seemed to be having trouble deciding whether to exist or not. Aeon then clasped his hands over his ears and closed his eyes to avoid the onslaught on his senses.
One by one, the voices started to fade, the distortions growing as they did. If Aeon were not trying to hide from it, he would have seen "Fuller" and Konka Rar begin to be affected by it as well.
"Damn this!" Lutherion shouted, as his steed continued to charge. But the shape of the floor and walls was changing every second. He soon found himself completely lost - he suspected he was still somewhere in the library, but could not be certain. Angered, he commanded his steed to hold its ground until the misshapen mess of the castle sorted itself out again.
***
The demon-possessed Nathan had no trouble navigating the distortions; to him, reality was little more than an inconvenience. Stripping it away simply gave him more options.
Amethyst summoned a crystal and sent it towards Nathan, but he deftly dodged and vanished into a hole in the wall which existed for mere fractions of a second. Annoyed, she summoned a broomstick and tried to navigate her way through the increasingly formless mess in pursuit.
***
As the voices weakened, the mechanical part of Eximo's mind grew stronger. The image of Konka Rar that served as the vacuum cleaner's loyalty manifested.
"Foolish woman! Do you have any idea what you are doing? You are interfering with Eximo's mind! While we stand in a castle built from his memories, in a world controlled by the mind!"
Emily said nothing, and continued the incantation.
"You will destroy everything around us!"
"It is but an elaborate illusion," she said calmly. "What is real will survive. And Eximo is real, as is Aeon."
"That is not acceptable," the image said. The lich raised his mechanical arm, as more voices faded.
He fired a hail of bullets at the image of Emily. She fell to the ground, her hands still upon Eximo's body.
Konka Rar shouted at the vacuum cleaner. "Enough of this! Focus on the castle once more! Then find Aeon!"
The last few voices stopped. The walls shook wildly, then finally stabilized. A moment later, there was a loud noise in the direction of the library.
"Aeon must be there," the image-lich said thoughtfully. "You will go there, and you will find and destroy him."
Eximo silently moved away from Emily's corpse, and wheeled itself towards the library. The lich smiled as he faded from view.
***
"Fuller" tapped Aeon on the shoulder. Aeon carefully opened his eyes and removed his hands from his ears.
"I just wanted to tell you, it's quite pointless to close your eyes and cover your ears when there are two evil undead wizards fighting and nothing that could possibly give you a good reason to close your eyes and cover your ears! Thanks for the idea!" He shouted it, no doubt because there was no reason to draw attention to himself and Aeon.
Aeon looked at him strangely, then cursed under his breath as he heard footsteps approaching the shelf. Konka Rar and Lutherion, no doubt.
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