the light will never fade

Independent RP BLOG - Final Fantasy/Dissidia Warrior of Light "A warrior of light clad in armor, wielding sword and shield. A noble warrior that fears no one and gallantly faces any foe." TRACK TAG - imustconquermyself

[persuadedbyboko]

" Yeah, well they say that even the smallest speck of light remains in total darkness. There is no complete black, because there’s always something to linger within it. ” Cannot release him, so sits in front of him instead.

[imustconquermyself]

"Verily, that is a lie."

The d a r k n e s s was with him. Assured of its blackness he was calm. His strength best left conserved. It had long since proven useless to struggle against the holy chains that bound. Each breath causing his bared chest to rise and fall with his thoughts.

U n w a v e r i n g.

[persuadedbyboko]

”...Mm..Light rope looking wrapping…I’m guessing you just got literally bounded by the light. “

[imustconquermyself]

"Another spec of light come to wear down this shadow... It will be in vain. The nearer the light comes, the darkness only grows."

R e l e a s e me.

[seraphicworld]

      …

      ≲☯≳— Such venomous words escaped his lips as the goddess watched silently. Undoubtedly, to have her warrior reduced to nothing more than a mere puppet who served for such darkness left a rather bitter aftertaste within her mouth. How cowardly. Manipulating others to do their bidding was such a wretched and cowardly move. Though, she could not put it past them…

      Pathetic.

      Watching him tug and pull at the chains that bound him fazed her no longer.

      ❝ The answer is no. ❞

      Simple as that. Cosmos was not foolish enough to simply comply with his wish.

                                           { Not until you have returned to your rightful self. }

[imustconquermyself]

The l i g h t  always played tricks. On the eyes and the mind. He knew this as a vessel steeped in d a r k n e s s. So while her approach brought calm it was a fearsome peace. Not unlike the eye of a storm that had grown quiet. The stifling silence embraced them while they r e g a r d e d each other.

"I do not fear you. Nor death."

A Warrior of Darkness had no use for f e a r.

[imustconquermyself]

"Why do you pretend to be merciful?"

These c h a i n s would not hold him for l o n g. He would not stop f i g h t i n g. The death that his honor d e m a n d e d still urged every bone, every muscle, every breath.

"No light can escape the darkness. Untie me so that this matter may be laid to rest."

[sophosvallem-deactivated2017120]

        A s  e x p e c t e d . . .

Banal was the answer and banal was the prospect of distorting his darkness thus. It would not deign to risk incurring the wrath of a time sorceress, albeit it spared no regard for her. Still, he seemed polluted with memories, and this fanned its curiosity, unbearably, a twinge somewhere in its entity. Left and Right seethed. This handiwork, should it truly be left alone?  "She has your whole trust." A statement of affirmation, it reflected only what he said, presuming a singular cipher for the sake of chance. Callous were the features stilled in its human shaped countenance. The markings of Ultimecia continued to mock its ruby gaze. "O piteous warrior, you have lost your way. Can you say your will is your own, without doubts, with conviction whole?"

[imustconquermyself]

"Darkness only blinds those who fight against its nature. Within the shadows I am calm. A loyal servant of its will, without need for my own. Yet if I must present my resolve to you it is steadfast. I will not falter."

For he did not f e a r.

Nor did he question or doubt. 

His timeline and his visage dyed black by one single yet significant alteration. No memories of what once was existed and so could not struggle against the words he spoke. The compromise of his character lost to the magic that possessed him. A witch's job well done.

[sophosvallem-deactivated2017120]

The reply only renewed both surprise and intrigue, however faint the blemish on its veneer. Tentacles hissed at its waist, murmuring confusions, falling silent if only to ponder another question. Careful must the creature tread, for the work of a comrade could be undone. Yet… Even the prospect of ruin did lend bemusement. Sharpened smirk to a sneer. "The god of Discord, you say," spoke the Cloud of Darkness in a tone delicately peppered of mirth. "Memory does not fail us. Only we ask: who has your trust?" Until its curiosity was satisfied, inquiries would not cease. The circumstances mattered not.

[imustconquermyself]

"I trust in the darkness and those dwelling within its true colors. It is always with me... However..."

Had he a less curt tone to offer his tongue may have accommodated. In lacking the necessary understanding the only option was to continue being composed. This floating entity was no enemy to guard secrets from. He could speak of her to this one. His comrade. His f r i e n d. 

The mark of the sorceress adorned him even now. His attire notably reminiscent from furred collar to plunging neckline. So it was this horned vessel spoke the obvious. Ignorant of the spellwork upon him.

"In this instance I assume you are inquiring after Mistress Ultimecia."

[sophosvallem-deactivated2017120]

              The stench of distortion...

Slight is the curl that aligns the smirk of lips; it is intrigued, having scented the darkness on a light so feeble. Here, the dark and light taint each other, in constant cycle, lending victory to total oblivion. But who is his benefactor? Its eyes follow his contours up and down, pondering, as it wafts in the thin air. Finally, it speaks:                                                   “Who is your master?”

[imustconquermyself]

"Have you forgotten me?"

Its question was an oddity. It clashed with the memories he had been given. This agent of the Void should have known him well. Despite that he retained his calm. A vessel swollen with darkness, not curiosity. He found he did not care whether this one recalled him or not.

"Verily, I answer to the god of Discord. The same as any enemy of Cosmos."

[imustconquermyself]

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(( ~ You have a fantastic Warrior of Darkness though; your writing is exceptional and that roleplay is gripping to read! ~ ♥ ))

Outoflight: Thank you for saying so. I'm glad I'm keeping you entertained and I'll do my best to finish the threads I have. But I definitely think I'm gonna have to go back to regular WoL after that. My muse is unhappy.

[imustconquermyself]

[compressedxhistory]

"Yes. Should the worms choose to feign bravery, we will be sure to make them writhe. We will give a demonstration of our prowess.”

The man standing in front of her was the perfect example. A man, sworn to protect the light, converted with the snap of a finger. His entire being unmade and reconstructed, all to will of one. Were it possible to take some of the others, she would do so without a second thought. But with this man alone, it took much effort to cast the spell he was under. His spirit was so strong—yet, such a pleasure it was to break it.

"We will show them true power; and we will prevail.”

[imustconquermyself]

A display of true power she requested and so that was what she would have. Loyal muscles and bones compromised his stance. His posture inclining to better devote him to her cause. 

"Thy will be done."

He would pursue their goddess.

[compressedxhistory]

"…no. We shall leave him be for now. We will allow him the time to go warn his komrades of what he has seen. Let our koming be foreknown."

It would not matter either way whether they were aware or not. The fact still stood that Cosmos’ men were outnumbered, and more importantly outmuscled.

"In due time, we will strike. Their forces are lacking. They do not have the resources to kompensate that which has been lost."

[imustconquermyself]

"Living in darkness has made you wise. I heed your command, as always."

A simple truth lay in their mutual shadow. He spoke of this belief now, unwitting.

"May fear gnaw at their bones and leave them more brittle than before. The blame for their precarious position rests upon their own shoulders."

[compressedxhistory]

"Good. To speak for others is an akt that is not taken lightly. Nor is it akcepted."

Then came the faintest clanking of armor. An armor that was not of the same weight as Exdeath, nor of the Emperor’s. The sounds were not quite the same—even the movements of the wearer were different than that of her own comrades. But for now, it would be ignored. Or perhaps, somewhat of a warning; to both the warrior before her and the little worm sneaking around.

"Impudence will not be allowed. Your leader’s orders, whether they are of my word or the god Chaos, are to be karried out without question. Failure to do so will result in the ultimate konsequence. Do not hesitate to strike down those fools of Cosmos should you come akross one. Am I understood?”

[imustconquermyself]

"Shall I pursue him now? Is that your wish, Mistress Ultimecia?"

Although his gaze followed the sound his attention remained her possession. Stoic figure still within her grasp, a vessel of discord that lived and breathed and listened as she bid. Ignorant of her strings or uncaring that they existed. That was the way of the spell that consumed him.

[imustconquermyself]

"Within shadows I find repose."

[compressedxhistory]

"My, my. Such an unwavering resolve.” Gently, she cupped the man’s cheek, guiding him to shift his gaze directly toward her. “I do admire that in a warrior. Such resolve is the way it should be with all of mankind.” Crimson painted lips twitched into a devious smile. ”Do you not you agree?”

[imustconquermyself]

"I speak only for myself."

Dulcet eyes conveyed emotion that his tone could not. His voice curt as his body language, held to a professional edge. Yet beneath composure existed fabricated fondness for his f r i e n d. Both inspired tolerance for however she might touch.

"For you, who n a m e d me. You, who my eyes first saw upon opening. There is no task I will not complete."

[asouldivided-deactivated2021102]

"…I see. So you have forsaken our ranks for the enemy. I had thought much higher of you."

[imustconquermyself]

"Be silent. I have always belonged to darkness."

The light always played tricks. Deceiving eyes as well as ears. He would have none of it. For he remembered none of it.

[compressedxhistory]

"I am pleased to hear it. I do hope I shall not be disappointed. After all, it is best to keep one’s word. Should you fail, I kannot promise I will be willing to give you a sekond chance. Do keep that in mind.”

[imustconquermyself]

"Better death than failure."

His conviction allowed for nothing short of that. It was not in his nature to crawl home licking wounds. To his last breath he would strive towards success. Every order absolute.

[compressedxhistory]

"As you should, my loyal warrior. The darkness is such a beautiful thing…within it, there is nothing to see—nothing to kause such fear. It is komforting, is it not?”

[imustconquermyself]

"Yes."

Inescapable in its embrace, the element that now composed him was absolute. No fear, no distractions, only the n o t h i n g.

"In his name, and yours, I will extinguish every glow."