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Really sorry about not having a post up yet; I was away last week and I have people over from out of town. I will for sure have one up by tonight or tomorrow.
My post shall come by the end of the week, the latest. Just been really wrapped up in finishing the summer semester.
Isadora's fifteen seconds of feeling proud of her efforts came to an abrupt end when the Heartless she thought she defeated seemingly rose from the dead. She hadn't noticed the misshapen pool of black begin to morph into the form of the shadowy being on the cold ground of the throne room when she grabbed her cape from the ground. The Heartless leapt towards her, arms once again stretching outwards towards her body with sharp black claws craving to break open her bare, translucent skin. If it had the intention of knocking her to the ground, it surely accomplished its task. The Neoshadow sent Isadora to the ground with a loud thud--its palms pressing into her chest as if it wanted her to shove her into the dimension from which it came. In that moment, her Keyblade was also knocked out of her hand and flung itself wildly across the ground.
She momentarily blanked out from being so caught off guard. Her back had come in contact with the ground first, then her cranium, knocking the wind out of her while turning her vision black for a few seconds. The Neoshadow looked into her eyes with its small beady own, bringing its phalanges together into the shape of a dagger and lifted one of its arms slowly as the other flailed, not knowing where it wanted to place it on her body. When Isadora caught her breath, she angrily reached out for its free arm and grabbed it, squeezing hard with brute force. She had been focusing too much on that arm to not have time to react to the Neoshadow's claw that was now shaped like a dagger, it bringing it down slowly across her chest. Its fingers were sharp, breaking into her skin forcefully and creating three openings above her armor. Blood trickled down her clothing and met in a river that now flowed between her breasts and settled near her stomach. This pain wasn't like any pain Isadora had felt before. It was a strange type of pain--as if someone took some odd type of acid and poured it into her tissues. Isadora did not make a sound, though--no. She knew Axeus was still watching, and she was not about to be a disappointment to him like the woman who came staggering in before.
Finally able to think clearly again, Isadora took the Neoshadow's weapon of an arm into another angry fist and shoved its arms above her face, glaring into its nonexistent soul through its yellow eyes. Her mind was now filling itself to the brim with rage, not wanting this thing to make a fool out of her. Using every muscle in her toned body, she threw the Heartless a few feet to the side of her and she quickly jumped up to her feet, summoning her Plagued Apostle in her right hand, gripping it so tightly that her knuckles gleamed white. The Neoshadow, too, rose to its clumsy looking feet, already charging towards her in attempt to bring her down once more.
The two opponents danced in battle for a few minutes, the Neoshadow now unable to lay an unnaturally long finger on her body. Isadora's chest shined from the blood that was still leaking out of her fresh wounds, but she ignored the odd pain. It burned, but her brain wasn't paying much attention to it. Her complete focus was defeating this Neoshadow--for good this time. Bored with this tango, Isadora spun around and leaped, the Heartless joining her in the air. With furrowed eyebrows, she connected her other hand to its neck when it was close enough and it squirmed like a worm fresh out of the soil. She fell to the ground with it, this time she being on top of it. She felt powerful, in control, and mighty. She brought her face close to its own and took her Keyblade, hovering it above its face. It couldn't move its legs because her own were pinning them down, and all it could do at this point was flail around its arms like whining lost child. She supposed it ran out of ideas now that the tables had turned. With a devilish grin, she brought it up quickly and brought it down into its skull just as fast, this time watching it dissolve into nothingness for good. A bit paranoid, she stared at the ground for a few moments just in case it decided to play another trick on her. As several seconds passed by, though, she mentally confirmed it was gone. She sighed a breath of both relief and uneasiness, hoping Axeus wouldn't be disappointed that she was careless and hadn't finished the job properly the first time around.
Pushing herself off the ground with tired arms, she stood up and glanced down at her chest, wincing slightly. The burning sensation had returned now that her mind was back on the world of Fallen Jungle. Although it stung, besides the wince, she tried her best to ignore the pain. A slight headache was also beginning to drill itself into the back of her head from her head colliding with the ground earlier. There was a good amount of blood that coated her chest, so she took the end of the inside of her black cape and did her best to wipe it away. However, with every wipe, new blood would trickle out. She closed her eyes tightly and re-opened them, choosing to simply ignore it for now and wait for it to heal on its own. Luckily, the slash wasn't too deep, so it should stop soon. At least this was the only battle wound she received, but would one wound be unacceptable for Axeus? She wondered this and lifted her eyes in his direction, unsure of his thoughts. She was upset with herself. She had to remind herself that she hadn't had any training prior to this experience, but still. She wanted to be perfect in his eyes like she was in Helena's. She didn't care about anyone else in this room.
Her head pounded in pain in a rhythmic pace with her rapid heartbeat from the exhausting, yet exhilarating battle.
She momentarily blanked out from being so caught off guard. Her back had come in contact with the ground first, then her cranium, knocking the wind out of her while turning her vision black for a few seconds. The Neoshadow looked into her eyes with its small beady own, bringing its phalanges together into the shape of a dagger and lifted one of its arms slowly as the other flailed, not knowing where it wanted to place it on her body. When Isadora caught her breath, she angrily reached out for its free arm and grabbed it, squeezing hard with brute force. She had been focusing too much on that arm to not have time to react to the Neoshadow's claw that was now shaped like a dagger, it bringing it down slowly across her chest. Its fingers were sharp, breaking into her skin forcefully and creating three openings above her armor. Blood trickled down her clothing and met in a river that now flowed between her breasts and settled near her stomach. This pain wasn't like any pain Isadora had felt before. It was a strange type of pain--as if someone took some odd type of acid and poured it into her tissues. Isadora did not make a sound, though--no. She knew Axeus was still watching, and she was not about to be a disappointment to him like the woman who came staggering in before.
Finally able to think clearly again, Isadora took the Neoshadow's weapon of an arm into another angry fist and shoved its arms above her face, glaring into its nonexistent soul through its yellow eyes. Her mind was now filling itself to the brim with rage, not wanting this thing to make a fool out of her. Using every muscle in her toned body, she threw the Heartless a few feet to the side of her and she quickly jumped up to her feet, summoning her Plagued Apostle in her right hand, gripping it so tightly that her knuckles gleamed white. The Neoshadow, too, rose to its clumsy looking feet, already charging towards her in attempt to bring her down once more.
The two opponents danced in battle for a few minutes, the Neoshadow now unable to lay an unnaturally long finger on her body. Isadora's chest shined from the blood that was still leaking out of her fresh wounds, but she ignored the odd pain. It burned, but her brain wasn't paying much attention to it. Her complete focus was defeating this Neoshadow--for good this time. Bored with this tango, Isadora spun around and leaped, the Heartless joining her in the air. With furrowed eyebrows, she connected her other hand to its neck when it was close enough and it squirmed like a worm fresh out of the soil. She fell to the ground with it, this time she being on top of it. She felt powerful, in control, and mighty. She brought her face close to its own and took her Keyblade, hovering it above its face. It couldn't move its legs because her own were pinning them down, and all it could do at this point was flail around its arms like whining lost child. She supposed it ran out of ideas now that the tables had turned. With a devilish grin, she brought it up quickly and brought it down into its skull just as fast, this time watching it dissolve into nothingness for good. A bit paranoid, she stared at the ground for a few moments just in case it decided to play another trick on her. As several seconds passed by, though, she mentally confirmed it was gone. She sighed a breath of both relief and uneasiness, hoping Axeus wouldn't be disappointed that she was careless and hadn't finished the job properly the first time around.
Pushing herself off the ground with tired arms, she stood up and glanced down at her chest, wincing slightly. The burning sensation had returned now that her mind was back on the world of Fallen Jungle. Although it stung, besides the wince, she tried her best to ignore the pain. A slight headache was also beginning to drill itself into the back of her head from her head colliding with the ground earlier. There was a good amount of blood that coated her chest, so she took the end of the inside of her black cape and did her best to wipe it away. However, with every wipe, new blood would trickle out. She closed her eyes tightly and re-opened them, choosing to simply ignore it for now and wait for it to heal on its own. Luckily, the slash wasn't too deep, so it should stop soon. At least this was the only battle wound she received, but would one wound be unacceptable for Axeus? She wondered this and lifted her eyes in his direction, unsure of his thoughts. She was upset with herself. She had to remind herself that she hadn't had any training prior to this experience, but still. She wanted to be perfect in his eyes like she was in Helena's. She didn't care about anyone else in this room.
Her head pounded in pain in a rhythmic pace with her rapid heartbeat from the exhausting, yet exhilarating battle.
Sorry guys, I've been really backed up with schoolwork as well as other stress-inducing personal crap so I haven't been able to make a post. I will have one up by tonight.
Hey, could someone hide the first post Mike the Bloodwolf made in this thread?
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/35916/posts/ic?page=2
Thanks.
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/35916/posts/ic?page=2
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Isadora watched as Axeus slipped into a momentary trance, the mentioning of Helena most likely stirring up memories of the far-off past. It was fascinating to see this stoic person's face soften in a matter of seconds, but he soon snapped back out of it. She wondered whether he would have questions for her regarding her past companion, and she secretly wished he wouldn't ask--not now. Considering his reaction from a few moments ago, she couldn't imagine the effect that mentioning her death would have on him. Although he seemed as if he could handle it, she knew that sometimes the people with the hardest outer layers could have them penetrated by buried feelings in an instant. She figured that when the time came, she would open up about Helena. However, now was not an appropriate time to do so. Isadora positioned her feet parallel to each other and twirled her Plagued Apostle in her hand lightly, glancing down and back up again to meet Axeus's gaze once again, noticing him grinning at her. After speaking a few words regarding her tough journey, he was about to expand on another thought before he was cut off by loud crashing noises followed by a woman stumbling into the throne room. Axeus's mellow expression changed as quickly as lightning flashes in a cloudy sky, his fists angrily curling.
A woman fell to the cold floor, clearly fresh out of some sort of battle. Her clothes matched the condition of Isadora's gummi ship and her body was badly injured. Isadora turned slightly to examine the woman and looked back at Axeus, his amber eyes glowing with rage. For some reason, seeing him like this excited her. She wanted that type of energy flowing throughout her body as well, and hell, did she wish to fight whatever beat this apparent failure of a Keyblade Bearer to a pulp. Her fantasies of slaying Heartless single-handedly were cut off when the woman hacked out blood from her lungs, making a disgusting mess all over the ground. Isadora took a few small steps backwards as to avoid the pool of blood that rolled towards her black boots. She wondered what Axeus was going to do to her considering she didn't look like she was of use at this moment. He didn't seem very understanding towards those who failed him, especially considering the attitude he was presenting. She didn't have to ponder upon this for long when he stood from his grand throne and walked towards the woman, now only a few feet from Isadora. She was surprised at how tall he was and she turned fully around to observe the next chain of events: Axeus kicking the wounded woman straight in the gut. Isadora couldn't hold back a half-smile at the sight, gripping her Keyblade even tighter as he turned to face her and Kotaro.
"Know this, if you come under my wing, there is no room for mistakes."
His words echoed throughout the throne room with an air of superiority and rattled Isadora's bones as he impaled the woman with a mighty blow from his Keyblade, turning it in her chest. An unlocking sound was heard and the woman melted into a pool of black matter, she being reborn into a Heartless as two bright yellow eyes blinked slowly and somberly. Isadora felt no pity for this woman considering she couldn't meet Axeus's expectations. She was a failure. Isadora did not plan on suffering the same fate as this woman--not so long as she breathed the same air as he. He continued speaking and Isadora firmly nodded at his words, assuring him that she understood every syllable. He then summoned two groups of three Neoshadows, one group staring into Isadora's eyes as the other group's were fixed on Kotaro. Isadora grinned, placing her Plagued Apostle between both of her palms and leaned forward, ready to prove herself worthy to her new Master.
Wait. These are... Neoshadows.
Memories of Helena leaving her to protect her from the swarm of Neoshadows so many years ago flooded her mind, and for a few moments, Isadora felt frozen in her place. She breathed heavily, anger rushing through her body while her blood ran hot, as if hell itself pumped it through her veins. She could finally take revenge on them... finally feel like she wasn't useless after all. Helena, I will avenge you with every Heartless I will strike. I will become powerful. Isadora closed her eyes, hearing the Neoshadows' quick footsteps draw near, and exhaled slowly.
When she re-opened her eyes, she lunged forward, throwing herself at the Neoshadow that was leading the group towards her. Its long antennae bounced in the cool air and its fingers reached out to her, ready to claw at her chest. Isadora brought her Keyblade up above her shoulders and swiftly sliced it through the Neoshadow's shoulder and across its abdomen before it could touch her, eliminating it as it dissolved into the air. She was somewhat surprised by herself having not really had experience fighting with her Plagued Apostle, but it was as if she felt Helena's spirit invading her body at this moment. She didn't feel afraid, unsure of herself, or awkward. She felt strong as her heart pumped loudly in her ears. This surge of adrenaline was exciting to her, and she couldn't help but wear a wild smile on her face as she battled.
The other two Neoshadows split up, one launching itself into the air while the other circled her, at one point attaching itself to her leg and squeezing it. Isadora managed to spin around, raven locks dancing in the wind, and kicked it into the air, it skidding across the room appearing unscathed. She took a mental note of the other one hopping farther away and locked eyes with the one that was currently airborne, dodge-rolling out of the way just in time, immediately afterwards jumping back onto her feet. As the Neoshadow was about the land in the spot she was just in, she spun around wildly and sliced it across the chest and once more vertically from the tip of its head to its feet in two rapid slashes. As it dissolved into the air, the last Neoshadow leaped onto Isadora's back and begun clawing at her. She twisted around and was caught off guard for a moment, her cape getting in the way. She ripped it off her shoulders, throwing it to the floor as three of the Neoshadow's long phalanges gripped her face, covering her mouth. With a free hand she tore it away from her face and threw herself against the nearest wall, the Neoshadow loosening its grip on her back, it falling off of her and to the floor. Within a second, Isadora gripped the handle of her Keyblade with both hands and her amber eyes lit up, taking advantage of this opening. With a swift and powerful stab, she sunk her Keyblade into its chest against the wall and it disappeared into bits of black matter around the end of her weapon.
Breathing heavily from the battle, Isadora ripped her Keyblade out of the wall and walked over to where she had tossed her cape to the ground, throwing it back on over her head, shrouding it with its hood. She felt energized from the battle, both relieved and surprised that she only received a few minor scrapes on her back that were easily hidden underneath her cape. Perhaps this was the potential Helena assured her about so many times--that Isadora would one day discover her potential as a Keyblade Weilder. This must have been what Axeus sensed of her, as well. It was now crucial to her to become his prime apprentice--that was her newfound goal. She wanted nothing more than to make him proud and to be taught the elaborate ways of the Keyblade, for when she battled with it, after figuring her spirit for living had died long ago, she finally felt alive.
A woman fell to the cold floor, clearly fresh out of some sort of battle. Her clothes matched the condition of Isadora's gummi ship and her body was badly injured. Isadora turned slightly to examine the woman and looked back at Axeus, his amber eyes glowing with rage. For some reason, seeing him like this excited her. She wanted that type of energy flowing throughout her body as well, and hell, did she wish to fight whatever beat this apparent failure of a Keyblade Bearer to a pulp. Her fantasies of slaying Heartless single-handedly were cut off when the woman hacked out blood from her lungs, making a disgusting mess all over the ground. Isadora took a few small steps backwards as to avoid the pool of blood that rolled towards her black boots. She wondered what Axeus was going to do to her considering she didn't look like she was of use at this moment. He didn't seem very understanding towards those who failed him, especially considering the attitude he was presenting. She didn't have to ponder upon this for long when he stood from his grand throne and walked towards the woman, now only a few feet from Isadora. She was surprised at how tall he was and she turned fully around to observe the next chain of events: Axeus kicking the wounded woman straight in the gut. Isadora couldn't hold back a half-smile at the sight, gripping her Keyblade even tighter as he turned to face her and Kotaro.
"Know this, if you come under my wing, there is no room for mistakes."
His words echoed throughout the throne room with an air of superiority and rattled Isadora's bones as he impaled the woman with a mighty blow from his Keyblade, turning it in her chest. An unlocking sound was heard and the woman melted into a pool of black matter, she being reborn into a Heartless as two bright yellow eyes blinked slowly and somberly. Isadora felt no pity for this woman considering she couldn't meet Axeus's expectations. She was a failure. Isadora did not plan on suffering the same fate as this woman--not so long as she breathed the same air as he. He continued speaking and Isadora firmly nodded at his words, assuring him that she understood every syllable. He then summoned two groups of three Neoshadows, one group staring into Isadora's eyes as the other group's were fixed on Kotaro. Isadora grinned, placing her Plagued Apostle between both of her palms and leaned forward, ready to prove herself worthy to her new Master.
Wait. These are... Neoshadows.
Memories of Helena leaving her to protect her from the swarm of Neoshadows so many years ago flooded her mind, and for a few moments, Isadora felt frozen in her place. She breathed heavily, anger rushing through her body while her blood ran hot, as if hell itself pumped it through her veins. She could finally take revenge on them... finally feel like she wasn't useless after all. Helena, I will avenge you with every Heartless I will strike. I will become powerful. Isadora closed her eyes, hearing the Neoshadows' quick footsteps draw near, and exhaled slowly.
When she re-opened her eyes, she lunged forward, throwing herself at the Neoshadow that was leading the group towards her. Its long antennae bounced in the cool air and its fingers reached out to her, ready to claw at her chest. Isadora brought her Keyblade up above her shoulders and swiftly sliced it through the Neoshadow's shoulder and across its abdomen before it could touch her, eliminating it as it dissolved into the air. She was somewhat surprised by herself having not really had experience fighting with her Plagued Apostle, but it was as if she felt Helena's spirit invading her body at this moment. She didn't feel afraid, unsure of herself, or awkward. She felt strong as her heart pumped loudly in her ears. This surge of adrenaline was exciting to her, and she couldn't help but wear a wild smile on her face as she battled.
The other two Neoshadows split up, one launching itself into the air while the other circled her, at one point attaching itself to her leg and squeezing it. Isadora managed to spin around, raven locks dancing in the wind, and kicked it into the air, it skidding across the room appearing unscathed. She took a mental note of the other one hopping farther away and locked eyes with the one that was currently airborne, dodge-rolling out of the way just in time, immediately afterwards jumping back onto her feet. As the Neoshadow was about the land in the spot she was just in, she spun around wildly and sliced it across the chest and once more vertically from the tip of its head to its feet in two rapid slashes. As it dissolved into the air, the last Neoshadow leaped onto Isadora's back and begun clawing at her. She twisted around and was caught off guard for a moment, her cape getting in the way. She ripped it off her shoulders, throwing it to the floor as three of the Neoshadow's long phalanges gripped her face, covering her mouth. With a free hand she tore it away from her face and threw herself against the nearest wall, the Neoshadow loosening its grip on her back, it falling off of her and to the floor. Within a second, Isadora gripped the handle of her Keyblade with both hands and her amber eyes lit up, taking advantage of this opening. With a swift and powerful stab, she sunk her Keyblade into its chest against the wall and it disappeared into bits of black matter around the end of her weapon.
Breathing heavily from the battle, Isadora ripped her Keyblade out of the wall and walked over to where she had tossed her cape to the ground, throwing it back on over her head, shrouding it with its hood. She felt energized from the battle, both relieved and surprised that she only received a few minor scrapes on her back that were easily hidden underneath her cape. Perhaps this was the potential Helena assured her about so many times--that Isadora would one day discover her potential as a Keyblade Weilder. This must have been what Axeus sensed of her, as well. It was now crucial to her to become his prime apprentice--that was her newfound goal. She wanted nothing more than to make him proud and to be taught the elaborate ways of the Keyblade, for when she battled with it, after figuring her spirit for living had died long ago, she finally felt alive.
The Jest said
Scariest Villain? ...I think you're confusing Sword in the Stone with The Black Cauldron. (What with the Horned King.) The Sword in the Stone is the movie about To-Be-King Arthur being taught the way of the world and nature by Merlin, and really only had Mad Madam Mim as a villain(?). Plus there's alot more to that world than a dungeon. (The name of the world would probably be Camelot.)
You're right; I was mixing those two movies up. For some reason I always confuse those two.
Double said
1. I didn't say "all", I said "most". Pretty big difference.
Double said
The Disney stuff is what made me interested in Kingdom Hearts way back when the game first released, so just cutting out most all of it out feels weird to me.
Technically, you did. Regardless, I never said that you said "all," either. I'm aware of the difference between the two words, no need for an attitude.
Birth by Sleep, from what I know of it (still need to finish the game), has an extensive amount of information and general Kingdom Hearts backstory to go off of/connect to the other games. We don't. This is essentially an entirely new story within the Kingdom Hearts world. Although this RP may have the same idea as BBS, this isn't BBS.
Double said
.2. That's a rather pessimistic way to plan a game, if you ask me.
Not really, it's being realistic. Do you honestly expect this RP to last so long that we need a long list of worlds to visit for no noted reason? I'm not cursing this RP to crash and burn down the line, just from my experience, many RPs don't last for 1000+ pages chock full of posts. Considering how many posts are made IC per week, I'd say my statement holds some value. Not saying that's necessarily a bad thing, it's just how it is.
The Jest said
Considering the Themes you mentioned you wanted them to be related to in some way, (Which I assume is the theme of education from Master to Apprentice) Why wasn't the Sword in the Stone selected? It seems like a perfect fit with the theme
From what I remember from Sword in the Stone, there wasn't much to it besides the dungeon(?) and scariest villain in any Disney movie. Not sure there's much to do in there? I guess Beast's Castle had the same kind of thing going on, though.
I'll have a post up sometime tomorrow.
Double said
The Disney stuff is what made me interested in Kingdom Hearts way back when the game first released, so just cutting out most all of it out feels weird to me. If it's just going to be a bunch of made-up worlds then I won't feel very inclined to care about any of the people living there.
How is Disney stuff being cut out? The worlds Kurai listed are all based on those Disney movies as worlds in KH are. There's probably only going to be four (Disney) worlds because I (personally) don't think the RP will last that long. There's only so many reasons we'd need to jump around six or so worlds. It's different in the game because there's Heartless to slay, bosses to beat, and story progression to be made, whereas this RP is moreso centered around the Light & Dark Masters & their Apprentices, so there's no need for extra focus on Disney worlds. In a slow-moving RP such as this one, so many worlds isn't necessary, in my opinion, at least.
Isadora trailed behind the leader of the mysterious group, Keyblade still within her grip, swinging at her side. Two of the group members stayed behind her, so she never let her guard down, just in case this did turn out to be some sort of attack. The leader's crooked smile and sarcastic tone had been somewhat unsettling earlier, but she had yet to utter a word. The group had formed some kind of a misshapen circle around her, as if they were her personal guards. It was quite foolish to think that they were anything close to that though considering the lack of details about the situation she found herself in. His words echoed in her ears: "Don't worry, we don't bite, unless you bite first." Her eyes shifted towards her extravagant Keyblade, chains wrapped loosely around the shaft with dead, yellow eyes that were planted in two spots. As powerful as it looked, she still felt somewhat awkward with it--as if the very image of her holding it was some sort of bluff. Although she didn't have a chance to learn much about it and how she could become one with its movements, she desperately wanted to. It was as if the darkness in her heart was seeping energy through her palm and into the weapon whenever she held it.
Her eyes danced around her environment. The group had remained silent for the most part after the lack of introduction, so she was able to listen to music the jungle created. Birds sung songs of joy to one another, leaves whispered secrets into the wind, and dead, stiff branches and flowers crunched underneath her feet with each step she took. It was calming, which was especially nice considering the previous shock of her rude awakening. Breaking away from the near-daydream, she thought back to what the leader said earlier. The "big man" wants to see me? Could it be... Axeus? Or could it be some other enemy? She almost wanted to break the silence by asking who this man was, but she didn't bother considering she'd find out soon enough. She didn't really know how to use her weapon very well, but if it came to it, she sure as hell would do her best.
After a little while of walking, they finally reached their destination--a rustic looking building shrouded in various forms of greenery. From another section of the forest, another group emerged. All except one of them had the same look as the members of her group--one was a boy that almost comically stood out from the lot. He had an aura about him that screamed happiness and light; Isadora slightly frowned before shifting her gaze back on the temple. Once the leaders of the two groups acknowledged each other, they entered the temple. As they slowly crept through the entrance, a wave of uneasiness came over her. It felt like someone was blowing snowy air into their sweaty faces. Negative thoughts and darkness overcame her entire being. It was as if the invisible demons of the night were invading her body--however, she didn't mind this feeling. It felt right. The darkness in that temple felt like a newfound home. Relishing the feelings, Isadora closed her eyes, following the group's footsteps with her ears until a booming voice was heard.
"Greetings, my guests. My name is Axeus. What brings you to this far-flung corner of the cluster?"
Isadora slowly opened her amber eyes, fixing them on the being that sat atop his black throne proudly. His face and the look in his fiery eyes felt like they were hypnotizing her. He almost appeared inhuman--like some sort of being that flung itself from the darkest world in the universe. His presence captivated, mystified, and thrilled her. She wanted to know more about him.
...Wait. He's Axeus. It's him.
Her heart leapt in her chest excitedly. The crash on this world didn't turn out to be the end of her journey. This is where it would all begin--Helena's spirit felt like it was filling her brain with joy. Her face did not show these emotions, but feelings she didn't know she had filled her being to the brim. It was an odd experience, to say the least. Before she decided it was time to speak, she was interrupted by a fireball moving across the room, first making its way around the other kid next to her, and then circling around her body. She was confused and slightly irritated, making this known the Axeus's... minion that stood by his side, him mumbling something about gathering details regarding their height, weight, and age. Why was that even important? She would have told this directly to Axeus if he desired to inquire.
She opened her mouth to speak once again before the other kid, now known as Kotaro, rushed forward towards the throne like a child spotting a candy store and introduced himself, sputtering some type of nonsense regarding his previous partner, Tamius. She scoffed to herself when he mentioned how long he had been searching for Axeus... one week. A week! If only her journey had lasted a mere week. Try three years, kid. She ran a free hand through her slick black hair and silently sighed, waiting patiently for her turn to speak while shooting visual daggers his way. She hoped that at the very least, he had a fighting spirit, because his mouth was nothing to make note of.
Kotaro's introduction finally came to an end, and Isadora glanced around the room, making sure no one else wanted to chime in. The room was silent and had a cold aura which made her spirit calm. She looked up at Axeus and saw that he was waiting for her to speak, and taking a few steps forward, now just a few feet behind the still-bowing Kotaro, she lowered her head, picking it back up to meet his gaze a few moments later.
"I am Isadora of Otherverse, Master. I once knew a Key Bearer named Helena that fought alongside you in the battle with the World Eater--she told me many things about you." She paused and half-grinned deviously, making sure he knew that Helena had only great things to say about him, and that even though she had never met him, Isadora gave him her utmost respect. "I have been searching three years," saying this with emphasis on the last bit, shooting a glance at Kotaro and then continuing, "for you, and I suppose my journey has now come to an end. It would be an honor to become your apprentice as Helena wished."
Her eyes danced around her environment. The group had remained silent for the most part after the lack of introduction, so she was able to listen to music the jungle created. Birds sung songs of joy to one another, leaves whispered secrets into the wind, and dead, stiff branches and flowers crunched underneath her feet with each step she took. It was calming, which was especially nice considering the previous shock of her rude awakening. Breaking away from the near-daydream, she thought back to what the leader said earlier. The "big man" wants to see me? Could it be... Axeus? Or could it be some other enemy? She almost wanted to break the silence by asking who this man was, but she didn't bother considering she'd find out soon enough. She didn't really know how to use her weapon very well, but if it came to it, she sure as hell would do her best.
After a little while of walking, they finally reached their destination--a rustic looking building shrouded in various forms of greenery. From another section of the forest, another group emerged. All except one of them had the same look as the members of her group--one was a boy that almost comically stood out from the lot. He had an aura about him that screamed happiness and light; Isadora slightly frowned before shifting her gaze back on the temple. Once the leaders of the two groups acknowledged each other, they entered the temple. As they slowly crept through the entrance, a wave of uneasiness came over her. It felt like someone was blowing snowy air into their sweaty faces. Negative thoughts and darkness overcame her entire being. It was as if the invisible demons of the night were invading her body--however, she didn't mind this feeling. It felt right. The darkness in that temple felt like a newfound home. Relishing the feelings, Isadora closed her eyes, following the group's footsteps with her ears until a booming voice was heard.
"Greetings, my guests. My name is Axeus. What brings you to this far-flung corner of the cluster?"
Isadora slowly opened her amber eyes, fixing them on the being that sat atop his black throne proudly. His face and the look in his fiery eyes felt like they were hypnotizing her. He almost appeared inhuman--like some sort of being that flung itself from the darkest world in the universe. His presence captivated, mystified, and thrilled her. She wanted to know more about him.
...Wait. He's Axeus. It's him.
Her heart leapt in her chest excitedly. The crash on this world didn't turn out to be the end of her journey. This is where it would all begin--Helena's spirit felt like it was filling her brain with joy. Her face did not show these emotions, but feelings she didn't know she had filled her being to the brim. It was an odd experience, to say the least. Before she decided it was time to speak, she was interrupted by a fireball moving across the room, first making its way around the other kid next to her, and then circling around her body. She was confused and slightly irritated, making this known the Axeus's... minion that stood by his side, him mumbling something about gathering details regarding their height, weight, and age. Why was that even important? She would have told this directly to Axeus if he desired to inquire.
She opened her mouth to speak once again before the other kid, now known as Kotaro, rushed forward towards the throne like a child spotting a candy store and introduced himself, sputtering some type of nonsense regarding his previous partner, Tamius. She scoffed to herself when he mentioned how long he had been searching for Axeus... one week. A week! If only her journey had lasted a mere week. Try three years, kid. She ran a free hand through her slick black hair and silently sighed, waiting patiently for her turn to speak while shooting visual daggers his way. She hoped that at the very least, he had a fighting spirit, because his mouth was nothing to make note of.
Kotaro's introduction finally came to an end, and Isadora glanced around the room, making sure no one else wanted to chime in. The room was silent and had a cold aura which made her spirit calm. She looked up at Axeus and saw that he was waiting for her to speak, and taking a few steps forward, now just a few feet behind the still-bowing Kotaro, she lowered her head, picking it back up to meet his gaze a few moments later.
"I am Isadora of Otherverse, Master. I once knew a Key Bearer named Helena that fought alongside you in the battle with the World Eater--she told me many things about you." She paused and half-grinned deviously, making sure he knew that Helena had only great things to say about him, and that even though she had never met him, Isadora gave him her utmost respect. "I have been searching three years," saying this with emphasis on the last bit, shooting a glance at Kotaro and then continuing, "for you, and I suppose my journey has now come to an end. It would be an honor to become your apprentice as Helena wished."
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