OOC: edensphere DREAM
Firmly holding his head up high, he walked with strong and sure steps. The streets were clean and peaceful. No one was rushing and running about; passersby were safe and calm. Everything was orderly--perfectly structured and just as it should be. There was a warm and gentle breeze as the setting sun faded warm tones into the approaching cold of night. Finally he arrived at a manor. He slid its large doors open and slipped off his footwear before stepping inside. Then he carefully seated himself, choosing to sit in the darkness and meditate.
There was someone behind him. He could see her dark hair and delicate face from the corner of his eye. She spoke, but her words were not as important as the sound of her voice. Although he never acknowledged her, there was nothing more valued or more treasured than her very presence. Even though he would only show his cold face, the truth behind the mask was that she was more precious than anyone or anything else. But it would be terribly out of place and unfitting to show it, so he never once truly looked at her.
Then he closed his eyes, allowing calmness and serenity to take him over. He gently raised his hand, extending a finger to allow some small creature to perch on it. There was a voice...Execute her...
She was his treasure; she was the most important thing to him now. But he had no choice, so he opened his eyes and rose, preparing himself properly before leaving the manor. Like before, he walked with head held high and sure steps. Stately. Important. However, chaos was rampant in the streets. The sound of battle was so clear, so distinct, but completely insignificant so long as he obeyed the call of execution.
He continued along when before him was a baboon. A brilliant crimson-red baboon was beating its chest in superiority. Then it lunged at him, all the while grunting and groaning in gross, incoherent sounds. A hindrance. He drew his sword in defense, but in the blink of an eye, the baboon had tackled him and drove him down to the ground on bended knee. Inconceivable. The man rose to his feet, confidently releasing his sword and allowing it to fall. Suddenly a deluge of shimmering pink petals swallowed the baboon. "Know your place." And the man moved on.
Finally, he reached the place of her execution, but she was nowhere to be found. What awaited him was a masked bandit in black robes--a man who had rescued her. Infidel. He raised his sword in judgement, and it glowed white with power as he spread wings like an angel. The two attacked, energy exploding into a huge flash of only black and white. If... If I was you... I would definitely... fight the rules.
Lawless. Barbarian. "If we do not obey the rules, who will?"
The bandit vanished; a black fly sat in his stead. For whatever reason, the man's left hand and leg were now useless. And there she was again, his beloved treasure... was holding a blade to her own neck. Despicable. Unlike his earlier feelings, he felt infuriated--how DARE that pitiful insect threaten her with her own weapon. Ignorant arrogance. It took but one strike to destroy that meaningless creature. "The only reason I am slaying you is because you had the audacity to raise your blade against my pride." And he thought to himself that even if he was fighting rules and established laws, he would never allow anything to take her away from him ever again...
There was someone behind him. He could see her dark hair and delicate face from the corner of his eye. She spoke, but her words were not as important as the sound of her voice. Although he never acknowledged her, there was nothing more valued or more treasured than her very presence. Even though he would only show his cold face, the truth behind the mask was that she was more precious than anyone or anything else. But it would be terribly out of place and unfitting to show it, so he never once truly looked at her.
Then he closed his eyes, allowing calmness and serenity to take him over. He gently raised his hand, extending a finger to allow some small creature to perch on it. There was a voice...Execute her...
She was his treasure; she was the most important thing to him now. But he had no choice, so he opened his eyes and rose, preparing himself properly before leaving the manor. Like before, he walked with head held high and sure steps. Stately. Important. However, chaos was rampant in the streets. The sound of battle was so clear, so distinct, but completely insignificant so long as he obeyed the call of execution.
He continued along when before him was a baboon. A brilliant crimson-red baboon was beating its chest in superiority. Then it lunged at him, all the while grunting and groaning in gross, incoherent sounds. A hindrance. He drew his sword in defense, but in the blink of an eye, the baboon had tackled him and drove him down to the ground on bended knee. Inconceivable. The man rose to his feet, confidently releasing his sword and allowing it to fall. Suddenly a deluge of shimmering pink petals swallowed the baboon. "Know your place." And the man moved on.
Finally, he reached the place of her execution, but she was nowhere to be found. What awaited him was a masked bandit in black robes--a man who had rescued her. Infidel. He raised his sword in judgement, and it glowed white with power as he spread wings like an angel. The two attacked, energy exploding into a huge flash of only black and white. If... If I was you... I would definitely... fight the rules.
Lawless. Barbarian. "If we do not obey the rules, who will?"
The bandit vanished; a black fly sat in his stead. For whatever reason, the man's left hand and leg were now useless. And there she was again, his beloved treasure... was holding a blade to her own neck. Despicable. Unlike his earlier feelings, he felt infuriated--how DARE that pitiful insect threaten her with her own weapon. Ignorant arrogance. It took but one strike to destroy that meaningless creature. "The only reason I am slaying you is because you had the audacity to raise your blade against my pride." And he thought to himself that even if he was fighting rules and established laws, he would never allow anything to take her away from him ever again...