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WAR IS OVER

I'M FREEEEEEEEEE

Now I can come back to being a bit more regular! I'll get to responding to the couple of posts I've been tagged in, I'll try to finish Fritz's reference sheet and draw for Artfight. I won't say that I'll be pumping content like a machine, I'm not physically nor psychologically able to do it (especially with the fucking HEAT we're getting here oh my GOD I melted a couple of inches off my height), but I'm glad to be back! 🫶

#sievert's exam saga #official ending #/j #setting the rods

As he reached the top of the volcano again, on the edge of its mouth, Igris'Ir took a long look at the horizon, all around him. The wind was heavy now, the long strands of his hair messily pulled and pushed by it.

He had made sure to absorb it all, before he descended, just in case this was his final view. He had set his prayers for his loved ones, and he had made his peace. And now, he could look at it all again, with lighter burden on his shoulders.

For a moment, it was refreshing. He breathed in and out with relief. But the fire in his heart refused to calm. As his now red eyes circled the land below, he spotted little villages, some he had passed through, some he had not. He remembered little occasions he had ignored, little problems he had found no will to entertain himself with.

In one of them, someone was murdered, but it wasn't his problem. It didnt seem important, nothing that would challenge him. He felt so wrong about it now.

People needed help, and he had refused to become involved, even if he could have made a difference.

He had been, indeed, indifferent to the suffering of others, and his willingness to do good was out of benefit... And because of Lia's influence. He wanted to do things she would be proud of.

But they were never his own. Not truly...and now, as he gazed at it all from above with solemn eyes, he realized, how many things he wanted to do. How much he wanted to change on this world.

And he felt, for the first time in his life, the desire to do it for noone else but himself.

Maybe now she would be truly proud of him? He understood her a little more.

His eyes moved to his axe on hand, and he raised it so it would stand between him and the Sun's rays, setting a soft vibrant hue to it.

'A name...' The runes engraved on its edge glowed still, a forever memory, the magma had not erased them.

'Heart, Mind, Soul... Gra'kul... Ricin.. Seoyl...'

They were more fitting than ever.

"From this day, you will be known as Grakicyl, we will be of one mind, one heart, and one soul, and together...

We will make this world a better place."

#ic #drabble #volcano arc #official ending #with the naming of his axe #Aaah feels but my god im so happy with this