Misterican Memories || Accepting
⏰ + Chaos' invasion of Misterica because you know I had to
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ It all just keeps getting darker.....
Everything time he looks to the sky now all he sees is dead black. This must be the Dragon Lord's coming and he didn't know how he was supposed to stand against this when Lady Tiamat has never told him how.
Usva is dead and he doesn't know what has become his teachers. He can't find Revon either and it's been a few days. Even Usva's teachers seem to have gone missing and he can only pray that none of them were swept up in the torrential winds or that ever expanding dark.
That Musta Pilari has sprung to life on them without warning and it just has to be - it has to be that of Lord Bahamut - isn't it? No. It's something else.
Lady Tiamat is very adamant within the space of his mind that her brother is not the cause of this and nor is Windaria. She keeps calling it The Great Calamity but he doesn't know what she means by that. She keeps telling him he needs to be mindful of himself because he is without His Other but he still doesn't even begin to understand what she means by all this Find your Other nonsense.
She tells him that if the Great Dark finds him, then he's going to be in trouble so he should keeps his wits about him as long as he's alone. Well he doesn't have anyone else. He doesn't know where Mother and Father have gone off to. Usva is dead. Revon is missing and so are his teachers.
He already is alone, so he doesn't know what she's expecting of him.
It takes a large show of skill on his part to manage to not get whipped around in the winds and land on the capital island that has yet to topple from the skies like so many others had. This was the most, he'd ever seen of the Kingdom as a whole and it had to be when the Musta Pilari was busy tearing everything he's ever known as loved limb from limb.
The trees were being shredded like paper as the ground peels apart like the rind on a kastemeloni. The sky has been stained with black ink and the clouds have long since faded away from within it. Remants of the old ruins and the fallen islands are being tossed amongst the winds, as Misterica herself cries out. The Celestial Mother is weeping within him.
She is practically begging him to find his Other because he cannot hope to stand against this without this person.
But she's not the only one he hears begging.
One of the members of the church. One of the higher members, Harmaa Myrsky, has him by the wrist before he has time to register it and the man is weeping.
"Your Eminence." He cries. "Spare me please. Please pardon my Mist by the Celestial Mother's light. Save us from our transgressions so we may be accepted back within the skies."
And it takes everything in his power not to yank his wrist back as he listens and watches this man beg and fall to his knees as he continues to weep.
"Transgressions? What exactly have you done?"
The man gasps as terror fills his eyes and he shakes his head.
"I - we - the papisto - we - I am sorry, Your Eminence - it was the Piipsa's idea. It always has been. It was always his call and he said it was for the betterment of - of Misterica! We- Forgive me, Your Eminence!!!"
He doesn't have time for this and the vague way this man is begging so the lunar royal is yanking his wrist free only to snap his hand forward and take the man by the collar and drag him in close as he growls.
"What was the Piipsa's idea? What has Sumu done? Out with it!"
The man trembles in his whole as he looks deep into jade eyes with terror as if he is looking at the Celestial Mother, herself.
"Forgive me, Celestial Mother. He said it would bring purity to the world and it was our duty to make sure Misterica also had a fit and proper ruler. "
His patience is wearing thin and he no longer has time for this man's games when he needs to find Mother and Father. He's giving the man a good shake to make his point as he snarls and mist pours out from clenched teeth.
"The Royal Family!" He shouts in fear. "The Piipsa has been pruning away the weak ones to make sure our ruler is truly fit! Long before the Piipsa. His Father and his father long before him! I - I don't know how long! I'm sorry, Your Eminence. Please spare me! "
He's throwing the man to the ground as he pulls his hand back and both hands ball into fists. A scream tears from his lungs as Mist pours out of like a dragon's breath of hot fury. Myrsky remains frozen in place only for a click to fill the space between them and the Maken rises from it's master's belt as if possessed by a will all it's own.
"I-It's true. " He stammers in fear, as he watches a small pale hand come down on the hilt and he cries. "Please My Lord! Spare me!"
It's a violent yell as jade fades out and white replaces their color with an eerie glow.
"C-T-The Celestial Mother - L- Lady Tiamat f-forgive me." He's throwing himself to the ground, to bow before the visage of his Goddess reborn.
"WHERE IS HE?!" The Holy Vessel bellows again as he points his weapon towards the man as if to make his point. A turn of his wrist and the blade glows and transforms before the man's eyes to become the truth of all they have worshipped for all these years.
"I - I don't know! Forgive me, My Lord! Lady Tiamat I beg you!"
There is a low growl as white pours out of the body before him in wrathful plumes.
He hisses as his blood threatens to boil.
"I'll find him MYSELF!!! Get out of my sight and PRAY that the skies will still take you!! I don't want anything to do with your filthy Mist! You're a disgrace on all that represents that of the Celestial Mother!!! Now GO!!!"
It doesn't take another word for the man to find a way to scramble to his feet and run from the scene leaving the heir to the Blood of Salvation to find the man that had scorned his family for the last time.