@CreedTheChimera Darkness looms over a kingdom hidden in the far reaches of Issac's world. A place hidden from the other species for eons, a lost garden of the pillars, the gods of this universe....and in this spot, for the last two years, a master of the dark art has been working her vile magics, twisting life into death, and death, into life...A tornado, a swirling vortex of not air, but the energies of life itself swirls, souls of the damned and pious both trapped as they are forced into a mold, a cast, melted and distorted down, into pure anima, a liquid version of that which brings life to living beings, that which makes them, them. She had done this many times, and never had it worked quite like this time....a pure red, waxy liquid settles into a stone. A powerful tool, one which maybe could of caused the end of the world itself, if it fell into the wrong hands....
She moved over to the jar, filled with blood, bits of shattered bone, and pulped organ. A grizzly thing, but it was all that remained of him....that cruel monster had destroyed him..obliterated him....but she would rebuild him..he'd be back...and she'd have him again, to hold...to be there when she needed him...and she'd be there, for when he, needed her.
Carrying over the cast of anima, she opened the jar, and poured forth the liquid of life itself. For a moment, nothing happened.....the chunks of bone and meat just floated higher, being lighter than the thick viscous goo...but...suddenly, there was an explosion. Not of force, not of flame, but of magic, and life....All around the garden, plants shot up, flowers rapidly bloomed....and from where once a jar of rotten bloody chunks once was, now stood a revived hero of old....
Kevin Clive lived again, brought back by a power most foul, fueled by a love most pure.
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