It had been a long journey here. Seclusion was best when one wanted to keep the mind clear of any sort of perversions, distractions and the EVIL that continued to decimate the world that was made perfect by HIM.
She had come alone, leaving the few in her small following back within the shadows they kept themselves. Waiting. Worshiping. Spending almost every waking moment devoting themselves to aiding their GOD’s reign. But, despite everything they’ve done so far, their attempts have been futile, and desperation had begun to set in.
The one who seemed to show more strength and power than the others, their appointed leader had decided to trek to the bowels DARKNESS, to the very den of the BEAST, to bestow praise, and perhaps shed the proverbial light upon them all. Perhaps gain some favor, or at least, be seen.
Barren land, juxtaposed with the tall blackened, tree-like tower within the center. Many days had been spent to reach this place, and she was that much closer to her goal. Even in full garb, she managed to traverse steep terrain, and eventually make her way inside. It was then that she began to think; she had never seen AKU in person before... And yet, she had spent her entire life in the shadows of an ominous gaze of a stone replica. Blackened fingers grip to her staff as she approaches further, only to stop abruptly when a voice broke the silence like a thunder clap.
Her pale mask is suddenly illuminated by the warm tones of fire, and yet it remained just as expressionless as ever. But underneath, her face was frozen in awe as she continues to step forward in a rather automatic fashion. Akane stops just enough to watch him, listening intently as he finally SPEAKS once again. That VOICE would remain ingrained in her mind, and never would it leave.
The motion was sudden, and there’s a sharp clacking sound as her staff drops to her side. Her body is suddenly on its knees, torso and head forward near the floor as hands stretch out in front. She could feel her heartbeat increase and lungs inhale quickly and deeply.
Yet her voice does not waver.
“ I’ve come to offer praise... My LORD.
I, along with others, have been offering our own lives
purpose to aid in your CONQUEST. I’ve come for
confirmation of our constant attempts at APPEASING
you, MASTER.
I’ve come a long way to look upon the FACE
of the one who has given us everything good
in this world. HE who grants mercy upon the
wretched who live in this world. “
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