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Post by Dime Price on Mar 17, 2021 1:26:07 GMT -8
She would do as was told and feeling the blood and power rise in her sent a tear which finally welled up enough to feel gravity’s pull down her cheek she looked around and saw the reflection of the space around her. How she wished she could spend more time here just in memory. But the decay would probably remind her of what she had lost for the rest of her moments. But this feeling even if less extreme than what she felt the first time, she was fortunate and grateful to feel it again in such a hallow place.
She listened to Ramses and wiped that rogue tear away seeing the mark on her hand. “It would be quite the vengeance if this blood can be carried out to the end to wipe out this cruelty and stop it. What exactly are we facing?”
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Mar 17, 2021 9:09:37 GMT -8
"All I know for sure is that there is a great destroyer that covets power. More than that I can not say."
He admitted.
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Post by Dime Price on Mar 17, 2021 9:51:54 GMT -8
“It was... one being?” Dime asked a little confused. The idea of something having that much power seemed hard to wrap her head around.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Mar 18, 2021 12:48:02 GMT -8
Ramses nodded slowly.
"That is why it is imperitive that you somehow unite the people of the world you're on. If you fall to war and bickering as ours did, and all these worlds before ours, then it too will meet the same fate. The task you are being given is not an easy one."
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Post by Dime Price on Mar 19, 2021 7:48:23 GMT -8
“We both know that is a tall order... too many people have different minds.” She sighed calming her growing anxiety. “Maybe some kind of leadership needs to be established. Our democracy was one that was lead by the strongest, but hoarding that power lead to both the saving and the damning of us... we need to grow together. I’ll figure out how to do that. Pray that I find the answers before the end.”
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Mar 19, 2021 17:50:12 GMT -8
"The path to greatness is a difficult one. Remember even our King was once a punk kid that got involved in matter well behind his years and capabilities. It is time for the next generation to take up the task of growing strong and defeating the unknown."
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Post by Dime Price on Mar 19, 2021 21:33:06 GMT -8
She gripped her hand and a thumb rubbed the tear that now tattooed it feeling it’s surface she had nothing else to say. She had plenty of doubts and yet plenty of plans were still being made in her mind. She’ll have to get help... maybe it was time to speak to a few people she knew had great power. Drake would have to be one of them of course. He’ll know more others. It’s a good place to start at least.
“What now Ramses?” Assuming they were nearly complete with what they needed to do, the next task might be sending her back.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Mar 26, 2021 21:56:23 GMT -8
"Now, it is time to send you back."
He would say as he knocked the contents of his pipe onto the ground. He would then stand up and walk over to Dime and place a hand on her shoulder.
"Believe in yourself, especially if no one else believes in you, and know that I'm putting my final wishes, passing on my last will and testament onto you."
He would say with a sad smile. Before backing up.
"Any final words before I send you on your way?"
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Post by Dime Price on Mar 27, 2021 0:16:43 GMT -8
“None but my greatest thanks for your faith in me and I will do all on my power to make sure it’s not in vain.” She breathed deep and prepared herself... it was more like she adjusted the weight of the world so that it was just a bit more comfortable.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Mar 27, 2021 2:02:18 GMT -8
Ramses nodded and tossed her his pipe. It was a hand carved wooden masterpiece, definitely something made before the world ended. "I'd like for you to hold on to that for me. I have no more use for it, and I'd rather it not end up decaying in a world like this one."He said with a sad smile as he pull out a ceremonial knife. "Sending myself back and forth between realms I have been is a simple blood ritual. However, opening portals to places I have never been... that was something that required the King's Blood."He explained. It was the same thing he said earlier but there was something different in his tone this time. "If it would help, close your eyes, you may not want to see this. But should you choose to, then know that I do this freely and of my own accord and that you owe me nothing more than what you already have."He would give a minute to close her eyes or watch what happened. If she watched then he would silently nod as he plunged the blade into his own heart pulling it out so that the blood would pour from the wound. He would drop to his knees but no sign of pain would be on his face, nor would any sound escape his lips. In fact, he seemed almost... serene in his final moments, as though he had finally found some peace... The red blood would seemingly move on it's on accord to create runes on the floor all around Dime, turning black as the Runes were completed. Ramses, with a smile on his face, would fall over dead before the last rune was in place. So ended his story, so that another's story could continue. With the Final rune in place and hardened they would all begin to glow until it got so bright Dime had to cover her eyes! When the brightness faded and Dime felt it safe to open her eyes she would see that she was back on the beach and it was night, or early morning. Very dark outside with only the moon to illuminate around her. In the sand around her the sand would seemingly have runes burnt in to it. She was back in the New World. Now, with a new mission.
Unlocked reward from the last event.
Can now sense when she is in proximity to someone with Rai's blood in them! (Message GM when you touch someone with Rai's blood)
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Post by Dime Price on Mar 30, 2021 17:33:41 GMT -8
She had closed her eyes at first but hearing the noise they flung open and her mouth gasped with a hand to cover it while the other held the pipe clutched it against her chest tightly. She wasn’t squeamish with blood but she might never get used to the sacrifices her allies were making. If it was her enemy she’d hardly blink.
When things went bright there was hardly a time to react and it was just as said she had to cover her eyes and when they opened again she felt them burn from the strain they were put under and the tears flowed fast after that. In the sand they moistened like the ocean at her knees. The pipe was being gripped by both hands while she took the moment to wail like she hadn’t been able to do so since their arrival. Trying to do a million things to make a difference and distract herself from her grief. This was such a quiet moment other than her cries her mind could no longer hide. Once was enough but twice made it feel like there was lesser hope for a happy ending.
But twice was also further motivating her to start fighting instead of simply surviving. When her tears were dried and not left but the sound of waves crashing at the beach she laid in the sand puffy eyed and tired and looked at every detail in the pipe and really took in its mastery. It was a beautiful piece and made by a powerful soul. She’d want a world to remain for others to appreciate it.
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