Fairy Tale Event (Caius/Lulu, Lancelot/Red Fairy)
The Leviathan Knight...he thought to himself, kicking away a small stone in his path. It clattered upon the ground before stopping several feet away from him. Despite the immense power that his nickname possessed, he did not feel as though he was strong enough to overcome this current dilemma. His yearned for one who was far away from him, in a place just out of his grasp. His foe this time was a keen enemy, able to strike him in places that caused the most damage. Alas, such was love.
Lancelot placed a hand over his heart and clenched his fist, before looking upward at the moon, and lamented over his loss. His banishment from the kingdom, his true love lost. He must find a way to conquer these obstacles and win the day for himself. The knight dropped his head, closed his eyes, and sighed deeply.
His own passion seemed strange even unto himself. It was as though some creeping shadow was in the back of his mind, silently urging his emotions into a fervor. The knight shook his head, his armor and sword clinking in unison. No, his feelings were not from any dark desire, his obsession was his own; and he must find a way.
In the distance, he spotted a light. It slowly made its way towards him, though its soft red glow did not seem menacing. Still, he placed a hand on the hilt of his blade, and called out, "Who goes there?!" to the mysterious illumination. Be it friend or foe, or harmless will-o'-wisp, at least his train of thought had been interrupted, for mulling about past misfortunes caused him much distress, and it did no good to remain depressed.