With Heart I swing my sword down on a fallen beats back pinning it down. Countless vines pin its legs to the bone. A arrow cuts the wind and hits it in the eye. Finally a figure slides under its head cutting much of its neck open. I can't help but glance up into the distance as i catch my breath. The lord of shadows, sunless... is that like his real name? Because if it is i have to give his mother a grand round of applause for her foresight. Anyways. That fighting style... I have seen something similar, wars fighting style. Although the way war fights is different as they change forms far more often, the core of it seems to be the same. To predict the enemy and use the best counter possible. Although I can't see to much of him fighting. Nor have I seen much of war, thankfully. I lift my sword yet again, this is just the start and many more will fall if I don't act now.
I lift my sword and its hit throwing me back. I roll on the ashy bone. I barely get up in time to keep my head, or well to keep hidden. I back up hitting someone's back. I feel them fall and I hear screaming. I glance back as I cover my face. Spores fuck. That death had to be horrid, worse then anything else. I roll to the side as the fallen demon comes cashing through right into the spores. Not much longer. But how much longer can they take? Can the army take. I hear a horn, I grab achie who had at some point taken a injury to the side and I start running. I need to get him away or something will finish him off.
"Hey dipshit I can run on my own"
I scoff
"No you really cant"
"Can I have that memory your using to stay cool? Its too damn hot!"
I get to the healers, I notice a figure I remember. Its the healer my future self hired. Its odd she's here i have to admit it. It doesn't matter does it? She's a healer after all. I drop Archie like a bag of rocks in front of her
"Oh come on!"
She looks up at me
"oh you just had to drop him didn't you"
She reaches down picking him up by the back of his armor with the ease of a master. She unceremoniously tosses him onto the chair.
"Ow..."
I promptly go to leave. He needs healing after all.
"Hey come on dont leave me here!"
"Oh shut up I have to heal you idiot"
With Sun army I land on top of a corrupted devil i stab into its head. I finally use the ability of my dagger as well, a plague. The more essence I put it the more it spreads and the worse it is. I don't use it often because of how much of a drain it is on my essence. Even with all of this death around its still not the best, I'm lucky I gain small amounts of essence any time anything is killed around me or I wouldn't have any essence. This time i active it with good reason. As I jump off the devil starts to rot and fall apart rapidly. Thanks to another member of the special unit, one of the rare ascended with a true name, king of the white dunes. He's able to speed up time on just about anything. Good for allies to get back essence, bad for already tired enemies, or worse one with a horrid illness. I nod to him and i quickly leap away to go help with other threats. The slower I move the more who die after all.
I collapse into my tent. It hurts, but yet it is so odd isn't it. A puppet body, yet i still feel pain. I still... bleed? It looks like blood, but its too thin, more like water. I look at my hands, under the gloves there's far clearer hits as to what I am. A puppet, controlled by a version of itself. How did the first one feel? How did that one feel when it let itself die to save the original. How did death feel when witnessing a version of themself die due to something so close to being it? Why did death leave, and what are they doing? Questions, that's all I have. I suppose it doesn't matter, it won't to the sovereigns I'm sure of that. Judging by the things like memories and the like that appear, I'm sure whatever their doing is something quite important. Out of everything i know of the original, only something that threatens the very existence of humanity would be able to pull their attention away from this.
With Storm. I sit on the walls kicking my legs. I can not believe there's 25 people, or well 26 people including minion... I should memorize his name, in just this citadel. The midnight actors guild has 50 members, 20 ascended and 30 awakened, insane ratio i have to say. Half of them are at this citadel and the other are at the ash mansion. Connection to ash prince? I don't know.... now i have to wonder, what enchantment did noctis put on the citadel? I am aware that each citadel given to us has a extra little something from the guy but what he did i don't know. Ascended dread sits next to me
"So?"
I look out for a few seconds....
"So are you aware of how citadels.... like work?"
He shrugs
"Not much. I have some guesses"
I nod, I've got nothing better to do as I can't be raiding all the time or I'll be caught.
With Beast I crunch on a weird thing one of the actors made. I mean... it tastes good so I doubt it matters. I sigh deeply. Its hard... hard to stay grounded in the horrors of what a normal awakened is going through. I feel so far away from it all. I hear loud noises and I look down to see awakened blake... playing with a echo. Huh... reminds me a little of flame. I wonder how the big guy is doing. Or cetus, even spider queen... then again i gain access to spider queen a lot so I'm not shocked. Flame has to be a lot bigger now, being a great tyrant and all. I open the window and I jump down, its hard to stay grounded so I'll have to interact with someone more normal to stay normal.
"Oh look here saint cold hands is joining us"
I huff
"Yeah. Mind if i play with you?"
He stares at me, then he slowly starts laughing loudly. And the echo goes into a wide playful stance.