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niteo_nix2012-10-21 07:03 pm
rightsiderequiem) wrote in niteo_nix2012-10-21 07:03 pm
10th Death
[the feed is once again showing a memory...]
[it shows a long hallway with walls and floors made of stone. it's rather dreary looking with a strange green glow lighting up only enough to see a few feet ahead. silence rules over this place but eventually it's broken by the sound of footsteps and Dextera soon comes into view. his clothing is tattered and is stained with blood. he's breathing heavily and has one hand on the wall to keep his balance while the other is pressed against his side where he seems to have been injured. someone or something had attacked him and it seemed that he was trying to get away.
the mute moves slowly down the hall and makes turns when the pathway splits off. it quickly becomes clear, however, the randomness of the turns and the more dead ends that Dextera stumbles across makes it clear that he has no idea where he's going but he still presses on, especially when the sound of metal being dragged across stone echoes not to far behind him. in fact, it cause him to run.
eventually Dextera finds a large room dotted with a few glowing tiles. he makes his way around them carefully since he knew what would happen if he touched one. blades would pop out of the walls and he didn't want that to happen again.
he finds one of the exits and wanders down the hallway that looks no different from any of the others that he's gone into before. it was like Dextera had been trapped in a maze with no way out with something hostile hunting him down.
Dextera presses on until he once again ends up at another dead end. he sighs, apparently tired of running into dead ends, and is about to turn around when there is that metal on stone sound and he turns around just in time for a monster's claw to rip right through his chest, killing Dextera on the spot.]
[the feed immeadilty cuts out after that, but slowly comes back on for one last memory.]
[you wouldn't be wrong if you said what you were looking at was still Nesreca. destroyed buildings littered the background of a baren wasteland and sand drifted along the ground. it was quite and very much dead, save for a howling noise in the distance. the only two notable things were the fact that the sky was blood red and that Dextera was lying on the ground. his eyes are open and he seems unharmed. he always came out of his deaths unharmed, no matter what was done to him.
footsteps echo in the distance and soon a man with white wings comes into view and stares down at the teen. when he speaks he sounds disinterested, as if he's already done this a number of times and was bored of it.]
"Death will not save you. How many times has it been now? There is meaning in death but it probably doesn't mean anything to you now. Still, you could call it a learning experience even if it's not a very pleasent one."
[Dextera doesn't respond to that - he can't after all - and instead gets to his feet. the other man seems happy with this, even if his expression doesn't change much.]
"Good. Now go and do your duty. Purify the Absolute God. It's the only way to heal your sin of destroying this world."
[the mute nods again and the man raises one hand but the feed starts to flicker like static on a T.V set until it becomes impossible to see what happens next.]
[the static eventually dies down enough to reveal that Dextera had been watching the memory play. without expressing anything on his face or typing anything - no questions this time, he knew the answer - Dextera picks up the PDA and gently turns it over so the video feed is blacked out by the floor. he knew what was coming next but for once the mute did not want a question answered.]
[it shows a long hallway with walls and floors made of stone. it's rather dreary looking with a strange green glow lighting up only enough to see a few feet ahead. silence rules over this place but eventually it's broken by the sound of footsteps and Dextera soon comes into view. his clothing is tattered and is stained with blood. he's breathing heavily and has one hand on the wall to keep his balance while the other is pressed against his side where he seems to have been injured. someone or something had attacked him and it seemed that he was trying to get away.
the mute moves slowly down the hall and makes turns when the pathway splits off. it quickly becomes clear, however, the randomness of the turns and the more dead ends that Dextera stumbles across makes it clear that he has no idea where he's going but he still presses on, especially when the sound of metal being dragged across stone echoes not to far behind him. in fact, it cause him to run.
eventually Dextera finds a large room dotted with a few glowing tiles. he makes his way around them carefully since he knew what would happen if he touched one. blades would pop out of the walls and he didn't want that to happen again.
he finds one of the exits and wanders down the hallway that looks no different from any of the others that he's gone into before. it was like Dextera had been trapped in a maze with no way out with something hostile hunting him down.
Dextera presses on until he once again ends up at another dead end. he sighs, apparently tired of running into dead ends, and is about to turn around when there is that metal on stone sound and he turns around just in time for a monster's claw to rip right through his chest, killing Dextera on the spot.]
[the feed immeadilty cuts out after that, but slowly comes back on for one last memory.]
[you wouldn't be wrong if you said what you were looking at was still Nesreca. destroyed buildings littered the background of a baren wasteland and sand drifted along the ground. it was quite and very much dead, save for a howling noise in the distance. the only two notable things were the fact that the sky was blood red and that Dextera was lying on the ground. his eyes are open and he seems unharmed. he always came out of his deaths unharmed, no matter what was done to him.
footsteps echo in the distance and soon a man with white wings comes into view and stares down at the teen. when he speaks he sounds disinterested, as if he's already done this a number of times and was bored of it.]
"Death will not save you. How many times has it been now? There is meaning in death but it probably doesn't mean anything to you now. Still, you could call it a learning experience even if it's not a very pleasent one."
[Dextera doesn't respond to that - he can't after all - and instead gets to his feet. the other man seems happy with this, even if his expression doesn't change much.]
"Good. Now go and do your duty. Purify the Absolute God. It's the only way to heal your sin of destroying this world."
[the mute nods again and the man raises one hand but the feed starts to flicker like static on a T.V set until it becomes impossible to see what happens next.]
[the static eventually dies down enough to reveal that Dextera had been watching the memory play. without expressing anything on his face or typing anything - no questions this time, he knew the answer - Dextera picks up the PDA and gently turns it over so the video feed is blacked out by the floor. he knew what was coming next but for once the mute did not want a question answered.]
not here;
It's better than nothing.]
also not here;
thank you, whoever brought this :) ]