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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 1, 2010 19:06:08 GMT -5
Malice noticed the pain in Aya's words and understood the significance of the mirror at once. "What happened?" While he truly interested in Aya's story, he could stop himself from looking for the door to Aya's power.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 1, 2010 19:09:15 GMT -5
Ayalan growled to himself, and nodded..
"I..killed my wife because she led a rebel revolt against my crown, my warlord.." He growled and looked at the mirror; walking toward it, and smashing it with all his might, shaking his head.
"And..I didn't even know it. Not under the armor and such..I just did what I was told, and ended up hurting myself for it."
Malice would note that the mirror kept rebuilding itself; the only five things in the room, were the three men, the mirror, and the sword of a General, sheathed in Aya's belt. It was all he had in his dream world, a truly dismal place.
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 1, 2010 19:29:58 GMT -5
"I cant imagine what that must be like." Malice was lying, he knew exactly what it was like. Malice pondered in silence Aya's loss. A glint caught his eye. "There it is."
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 1, 2010 19:32:17 GMT -5
Ayalan looked aside, folding his arms, nodding.."Im sure it happens to everyone. It's why I don't complain so much-"
He then looked up, "Found..what? Malice?" He started to walk toward him.
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 1, 2010 19:49:57 GMT -5
Malice quickly grabbed the sword from Aya's side. "This is extremely important...Is this the sword that killed your sister?" Determination washed over Malice.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 1, 2010 19:54:48 GMT -5
Ayalan pulled his hand back as Malice took the sword away: It was indeed dripping with blood and hate as he shook his head..
"...Y...you know..it..it might be." He looked away and hid the sheath now that the sword was gone..
"...Yes..you win Malice. It IS the one." He grabbed the blade with his hand and looked at him, gripping.
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 1, 2010 20:10:40 GMT -5
Malice looked directly into Aya's eyes. "Destroy it. Let go of your mistakes." He knew this would be difficult for Aya, but he was ready to stay put in Aya's mind until he did it.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 1, 2010 20:16:49 GMT -5
Ayalan was taken aback...
"...D...destroy it?...no no..you see it has destroyed me..."
He looked back.."That mirror, is what needs to be destroyed.. These people..myself." He sighed and breathed in, taking the sword...
He held it between two hands.."This..sword did the deed but it was I who held it..."
The tension grew greater as he debated, over and over; it ended with a snap: The blade did break, and the blade also swept across his chest as he winced, a nice streak of hate on his chest as he let go of it, grimacing...
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 1, 2010 20:32:17 GMT -5
"Aya...you have to let go." Malice walked to the mirror and stood behind it. "Come. Look at yourself. What do you see?" He had put it together, he knew how to find Aya's power. The only problem was Aya's pain, and his guilt.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 1, 2010 22:03:49 GMT -5
Ayalan frowned, and looked away, he held the broken sword in each part of his hands, looking deeply in the mirror..
..."I see Ayalan, Dauzi, Invargas. The Second of a lineage of a bad family: A father with no care, an early dying mother, and a sister who sacrificed herself for me. A killer, a mercenary, a failure." He pondered this, holding his hand to his chin..
"..But at the moment...I am Aya. A hero who wants to save the world from the Saints, and to make it more livable so people don't have to deal with what I had dealt with.."
The wound healed itself over, and he sighed, tossing down the blade to each side.
"Malice. I understand. I Can let go, but...I still think of it..I don't place blame on my commanding officer..I did what he asked but he didn't know; yet neither did I.." He forcefully snapped his fingers, making his magic alive, "It'll always be a pain in my heart..but I have to care about those who are alive. Not about those who have passed on."
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 2, 2010 5:25:41 GMT -5
"Good boy." Malice smiled. "Lets go." Malice stepped out from behind the mirror. He claped his hands together above his head and everything went dark. He opened his physical eyes and removed his talon from Aya's temple. There was no wound left behind. "Wake up sleepy head, we have so much to do!"
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 2, 2010 5:30:09 GMT -5
Ayalan's eyes jolted open and he breathed in; he actually gripped Malice's shoulders out of wondering what the hell had happened in his dream.
"...So ..so much. Yes. You are right." He shook his head, and did a kip up- that is, he immediately jumped to his feet, and held his own arms; he was still in a slight bit of shock, but he was smiling about it.
"Ahm..so..Maliciferum...-" He started, before he felt his hand glow with crackling light.
"Eyah! I didn't call upon my spells...!" He shook his hand and the crackling went away, he looked up again, as he scratched the back of his own head, "Sorry then. Tell me what I must do for you."
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 2, 2010 13:43:35 GMT -5
Malice laughed at Aya's accidental magic. "Youll learn to control it in time." Malice stood. "Now all you have to do is focus your magic into an object, essentially enchanting it." He walked closer to the center of the grove, a large and exquisite throne rose from the ground. Malice sat it it gracefully. "With the rate your going, I doubt that this will take long." He smiled.
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Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Mar 2, 2010 21:54:52 GMT -5
Ayalan looked over and laughed himself, "h..Hey..do not laugh at a man's simple plight!..." He was kidding of course, but he then shook his hand free of magic, and grinned.
"Looks comfy...Malice."..He started.
"I thank you for bettering my skills..but..you still haven't let me in on the full story. You've seen one of my darkest secrets afterall" He grinned, and walked over, he held his head, still a headache from his latest Dream.
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Post by Maliciferum on Mar 2, 2010 22:21:21 GMT -5
"Everything is better when its home grown." Malice smirked and then shifted in his throne, "What do you want to know? We've covered the acquisition of my power, and my first indiscretion against humankind..." He was afraid of what Aya wanted to know, what he wanted to dig up. It was a pain kept buried, beneath the soil.
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