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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2014 1:14:29 GMT -5
Load Game Aotori's Story Dwarf Woodlands || Another Side 33 Munny Lvl 1 Normal Another Side
"I'm not the Master
he saw me to be.
I've failed them,
because
I couldn't save them.
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“No, they don’t need me
anymore
and it’s not that
I’m useless;
I’m just no use
to them
trapped here.
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If you’re both
out there somewhere,
don’t worry about me. ...Loading...
“Familiar,” the single word whispered from her lips as she stood alone in the dense woods, “this place is familiar.”
Or maybe she saw it in a dream? If it were those dreams it was better to push them aside. She didn’t need a distraction now. Even with a distant feeling of nostalgia, the world felt off and out of balanced. It made her skin crawl; darkness was present, and yet there was light in the far distance. For the person she was looking for, she wasn’t sure if she should stalk the darkness or follow the light. He didn’t give her much to go on besides a fairy who dealt with darkness; he needed her for business, and she maybe able to drown her visions and nightmares for good. She tried to focus, to listen to her gut. There was nothing, a void, cluelessness. She was at lost.
With a sigh, she pressed on; her only company was the click of her shoes disturbing the eerie silence of the woods. As she walked aimlessly, she felt her body go into auto-pilot; her mind drifted to other places.
Seems like I've been walking for
a g e s
How long have I been
downdowndowndown
downdowndown
downdown
down
d
o
w
n
here?
Her steps became more sluggish; her legs felt heavier with each step, and with every passing second she felt dizzy, lightheaded.
Maybe I should
f a d e
into the
d a r k n e s s
here
I never felt any
happier happier happier happier happier happier happier happier
Something snapped and electrified her. Pain made her back arched before it raced up her spine piercing her head. Before she knew it everything went black.
Faces rippled in and out of her mind. Only voices were consistent.
she just as sweet as could be
A laugh started so modestly, and hand pressed to humored lips trying to hold them back.
“Hey, what are you laughing at?”
It was harder to hold now with both of them staring at her confused and insulted, “I can’t help it. You two would make the weirdest brothers.”
“Huh?”
She sang us purty songs
and made us smile
“…you and I have our,” the voice dragged out with a slur and hitch make the words indistinguishable, “I made us good luck charms.”
She gave them their charms; they were all identical sans different colors that suited them well, “Somewhere out there, there’s this tree with star-shaped fruit..”
Yes, somewhere out there. Knowing there were other worlds felt magical. Her heart was lighter then to the point of being overly sentimental, “You’ll always find your way back to each other. Technically I think you’re supposed to make them with seashells, but I did the best I could with what I had.”
They’ll appreciate it. Wouldn’t they? She was so hopeful then.
“Sometimes you are such a girl.”
Her nose wrinkled trying to decipher that. He had ways to rub them all the wrong way, and he knew well enough to do it clock worth, “Hey what do you mean ‘sometimes’?”
At bedtime, she told wonderful stories
About falling in love an’ the Prince she’d met.
An’ when we went to work
she gave us all
a kiss…
Power is born within the heart. When the time is right, you just need to look inside yourself, and you’ll find it there.
She had the power, and she had eyes of wonder. She smiled looking up towards the sky. Tomorrow will be a new day. Her head shifted to look at them, but the faces were blurred from the distance. Still she looked happy.
An unbreakable connection…
That was the thought she had. In her hand, she clenched a blue trinket shaped like a star.
Together…always.
She was so full of kindness
– why, she made better folk of all of us.
“%#@, you almost had him, Just try it again!” She cheered as he was recovering from another spar. He was the little brother she never had, and she’d always cheered him on until they all reached their dreams.
“Hey wait, you’re teaming up now?”
She smiled impishly in response. He can use a harder challenge, the brunette, and yet she watched over with enough confidence. She could easily take him on, but this spar was for growth, not pride. The youngest of them was anxious to do so. He didn’t take long to pick up the wooden keyblade before going at it again. A few more rounds wore him down, while the trio sat together.
“%#@. You see all those dents and nicks you got?”
“Each one of those is proof you’re learning,” she chipped in. They were in this together forever and always.
Her voice rang clear; it was definitely hers, but it was filled with sincerity, a heart, “From what you’ve said she must have been very loved.”
“@*$! how can you do that to him?”
“I’m on my own now, all right?”
“Listen to yourself…”
“You’re awful…”
“What else is darkness but hate and rage?”
“The three of us can never be torn apart, all right? I'll always find way.”
“@*$! ... Put an end to me.”
“I'm asking you, as a friend... Just...put an end to me.”
...I might not make it back as soon as I thought.
Maybe...I should fade into the darkness here.
I couldn’t save them.
As if she was drowning, she sat up quick gasping for air. She felt a headache coming from the strain, trying to swim out of the depths of her unconscious. She coughed with ragged breath; she didn’t felt centered, but erratic, unstable. And while she tried to grasp reality and what happened, it all faded out of her grasp leaving her sweaty with her lungs desperate for air. Looking around, she noticed she was outside of the woods.
How did I get here?
She looked up confused at the cottage.
Where am I?
This world was going to be the end of her.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2014 1:46:21 GMT -5
EVEN IN THE HARSHEST DARKNESSTHE LIGHT NEVER LEAVES YOU This was a feeling he was hoping he wouldn't feel for a very long time, in fact he was hoping that he'd never have to feel it again. Powerless. Everything he had learned, everything he had been through and he couldn't even save one world from the darkness? He was doing a really crappy job of being a Keyblader, and of being a hero. The fight on the Dwarf Woodlands had ended so badly, the forces of Darkness had kept their grip on the world...and they had tightened it. Drove it even further down into the depths of darkness, and now everything about the world was twisted once more. The leaves on top of the trees had all but fallen off and the trees themselves appeared to simply be dead. No color was held within their once brown bark. He could only blame himself for this too. Maybe Vanitas was right? Maybe he was just wasting his time trying to play hero, trying to pretend he could make a difference.
He slammed his fist against a nearby tree the sheer force of the impact causing the wood where he hit to crack slightly, "Stop it Ventus, you're letting him get to you. You promised yourself you wouldn't let that happen." the words seemed to ease the thoughts within his mind. He needed to stay positive. This was just one mistake, one mistake that he could and would fix when the time was right. He'd find the Keyhole within his world and when he did he would restore it to its former glory, doing it now though would prove a problem. He was still weak from not only his current battle but also the fight he had with Vanitas days before this little attempt to reclaim the Woodlands had taken place. He needed to recover, but he couldn't just spend that time doing nothing. He had put his search for his friend on hold long enough; it was time to focus his full attention on finding them for now. Little did the young Keyblader know, he was about to finally reconnect with one of his friends.
He let a small sigh escape from his lips and his body began to move forward, the pressure of the darkness trying its best to slow him down but he kept on moving. If he was still here maybe Sora or Cloud were still roaming around the forest, he couldn't just leave them here. Besides they could be hurt pretty badly, they did far more fighting than Ventus himself did...which also ate away at the young man's mind. He didn't let the thoughts build up however, and instead let them pass freely through his thoughts. It was hard to tell where he was going, and every once in a while he would have to press his hands against one of the trees to get a bearing on his surroundings once more. He kept at this until he found himself unable to find a tree, but luckily he found something else. A person. They were passed out on the ground and appeared to be struggling with some kind of nightmare; he stood motionless for a awhile. He did recognize them, at least from a distance anyway. So he wasn't sure of approaching would be a good a idea.
They darted themselves up though and Ventus blinked a great deal of times, was...was that...Aqua? It looked like her? But something was different, the way she was dressed. A surge of emotions filled the young boy's body and he took a very slow step forward, his mouth opening but words failing to escape from it. Why couldn't he speak? Why couldn't he just say Aqua I'm right here? It was shock. It was shock that quickly found itself passing away, "Aqua! Aqua!?! Is that really?" the words rushed, and came out so fast. Ventus began to run and without so much as a second thought let his arms fling themselves around the familiar female. "You've no idea how happy I am to finally see you again! I've got so many questions, and so much to tell you." his voice was shaky as if he tried to fight back all tears he wanted to cry, he was so happy to see her.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2014 2:21:57 GMT -5
“I’m done,” she couldn’t search anymore not like this. This episode had drained her. She needed to seep in darkness, release, and forget. Dive deeper into inner peace into the void and feel nothing. Closing her eyes, she let go and gathered her breathing until it was even, “you’re fine.”
Standing up tall, she solidified the mask and fortified her heart. She won’t be able to find her aid if she just yielded every time. Still she wondered how she got to this part of the world. Aotori frowned at the only logical explanation; she was walking, while sleeping. There wasn’t any comfort in her lack of control. The fairy better be worth it; she can’t stand by her caretaker if this was going to haunt her. There can’t be a partnership if he could hardly take care of her when it was demanded. He should keep his promises; unfortunately that fulfillment depended on her successes.
He was sly like that with a way out.
“But why,” Hades was the last person on her mind now as she stared at, “the cottage.”
Was she meant to be here, or was she as mad as they come.
“Aqua!”
A name was shouted and rang through the air.
“Aqua! Is that really?”
Instinctively she turned, she thought she was alone. How disappointing. Her face held no recognition; she squinted to peak past her curtain of blue hair. Her brows knitted pondering, while her blue eyes were undeniable. Was he lost? She couldn’t even drink the boy in or decipher the situation before he came running at her. Her reflexes were sharp, but it slowed down a beat to open a window for him to embrace her.
She was taken back and didn’t know how to respond to the warmth. This was unusual. It was nice, but awkward; they were strangers, and she had an agenda. Hugs didn’t fit the bill. He surely must be lost, poor thing, and she couldn’t continue with him clinging to her like this. There was a buzzing conflict within her: to pull away and to hold.
“Sorry,” her voice cracked as a hand rested on the top of his head. She had to play this naturally; the situation was delicate. She cleared her throat; this would require talking with care. She gripped his shoulder to peel him back to look down of his face, “I..”
What could she possibly say?
“I’m sorry,” she started pushing him up more trying to gain some distance, while trying to find the right words for clarity, “I’m not who you’re looking for. I can’t help you.”
Stepping away from his embrace, she looked away from him towards where the castle should be. He told her of castles here, “Go to the castle. Someone can help you there.”
Not giving him a second glance to see his sadness, she pondered what to do next. Could she continue, while ignoring him? She felt like she was fairing fine when she inquired the cottage; it sounded like it was empty. Cracking the window opened verified it, empty, and everything looked too small for the one she was looking for.
Before closing it, she glanced over her shoulder; the boy was still there, “You should go. The world isn’t safe.”
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Post by Deleted on Nov 8, 2014 12:36:07 GMT -5
EVEN IN THE HARSHEST DARKNESSTHE LIGHT NEVER LEAVES YOU Ven's mind began to wander to another place once his arms were wrapped around Aqua's body; the warmth of being pressed against her was something that he missed. The sound of her soft voice telling him everything was going to be okay, telling him to be strong. These were things he hadn't had in such a long time, that out of instinct he just imagined them to already be happening. His mind was playing tricks on him, because he just felt like Aqua returned his embrace. It felt as though he could feel her arms wrapped around his body and pulling him closer towards her, but alas it didn't happen. Instead Ventus was met with tension within her body, tension he could feel from within his hug. The word sorry escaping from her lips as she placed a hand atop his head. Her hand moved from his head to his shoulder, and Ventus felt her start to peel him away.
He looked up towards her and was taken aback by the confusion that was present on her face, "Aqua are you okay?" of course she wasn't okay. Once again she apologized to him, but why was she saying sorry? Was it for the events that had happened in their past? No, this seemed like a different kind of apology. She slipped away from their embrace and as she did so the new words that came from her lips did something within Ventus's heart and mind. It was like a record skipped and just kept skipping, like glass had shattered and the sound was echoing throughout an empty room. A pained expression passed across his face and while he wanted to think this was some kind of joke he knew Aqua better than this. She wouldn't joke about something so serious. Besides the tone of her voice was all too real.
She stepped away from him after this and didn't bother to respond to the sadness and pain present on his face. She kept going about her task as if Ventus wasn't there at all. His whole body was shaking now; he didn't know how to handle this situation. Aqua clearly didn't remember him, did she even remember Terra? He forced his body to move, taking a single step towards her. "Wait." he said, trying his best to fight back the tears, fight back the pain. "You really don't remember me Aqua? Don't remember everything we've been through?" he looked at her with longing, as if he needed her to remember. Which he did, he needed her to remember him, to remember Terra. He didn't want to be alone anymore; he needed someone else with him so badly right now. After everything that had happened, after everything they had been through at least for once the worlds could through them a bone. Was that too much to ask for?
"You have to remember me and Terra, we promised never to forget each other. We promised..." he couldn't hold them back anymore and slowly the tears began to roll down from his cheeks. "We promised we'd be friends forever." surely his words would affect her memory, would affect something within her heart. He needed them to, and he was sure she needed them to as well. He only knew how he himself felt right now; he could only imagine what Aqua must have been going through. What had happened to her though? Just what had taken away those precious memories from her?
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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2014 2:31:25 GMT -5
This was disheartening. How can she stand like this, while he crumbled before her? He used named she doesn’t know, and for a moment, she wish she could be his missing person. He wouldn’t have to cry anymore. It was too much to bear, the tears. Unknown to her, her eyes started to water.
“Stop,” glassy eyes stared at him as a hand gripped his shoulders, “I’m sorry I’m not your Aqua. I can’t be.”
I can’t. Look at me.
I don’t think warmth is meant for someone like me, so broken.
“And I can’t help you find her,” she hated admitting such a thing, which would only make him lament more. She wasn’t one to pose what she wasn’t, “I’m just as lost.”
Withdrawing her hand from him, she let them dangle at her sides hoping what she had to offer was enough. Naturally it wouldn’t be. He needed this Aqua, but instead got,“Aoi. My name.”
“She’s lucky,” whoever she was, “to have someone who cares.”
She couldn’t recall when she ever felt such warmth. The Underworld was cold and dark. The Lord was lively, charismatic, and hot-headed, but she was sure he was as damaged. He was too volatile to emit any form of love and affection. His mind was too narrow and focused on a goal to open his arms. Perhaps his work ate away at any humanity in him. Yes, he was a god, but they emote like typical people. Being the dark depths with only the dead as company made him hallow. What kind of person, a god, would he be basking in the light, in the sun? What would she be like?
“Don’t waste your tears for her on me. It’s more than I deserve,” her head tilted displaying a weak smile, “You should save you energy looking for your friend.”
She looked onward away from the mountains. The castle should be in that direction.
I’m looking for someone too…
“But if it’s a promise, you shouldn’t worry right?” Her brow knitted trying to think of something. It was buzzing in her mind, while eyeing the dusk filled orange sky, “It’s…”
She turned her head to look at him as if suddenly realizing, “…an unbreakable connection.”
“I’ll walk with you,” she stated after an unsettling silence, “towards the castle. They may be able to help. You wouldn’t be alone out here.”
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2014 4:53:14 GMT -5
EVEN IN THE HARSHEST DARKNESSTHE LIGHT NEVER LEAVES YOU Her words cut even deeper into Ventus's already open wound; even his tears didn't seem to awaken anything within the woman in front of him. Still she claimed not to be the Aqua that Ventus knew so dearly, that he looked upon as if she was his actual sister. "But you can be...you are." his words come out as whisper as whipped the tears from his face. Just what was he supposed to do about this? If Terra were here he'd know how to handle this situation, he'd be able to wake the memories sleeping within Aqua up. He couldn't deal in what ifs right now however. He had to think of what to do on his own, as was often the case these days.
He wanted so much freedom from everyone in the past, wanted to be treated like he was an adult, a grown up and now that he got it felt he wasn't able to handle it. "I don't need your help looking for her I'm telling you that you're Aqua, you're my best friend. My sister almost." Ventus placed a hand upon his chest. Words didn't seem to be getting anything done; it felt as though words alone weren't going to be able to pierce the cloud around Aqua's memories. Aoi..." that wasn't her name and where she got it from Ventus didn't know.
"Yeah, she's very lucky." the sadness within his voice was clear, but he knew now that he had to steel his emotions. He whipped the remaining tears from his face, and gave a very weak smile. "You're right, crying won't solve my problem. I've got put my energy into something else." like making sure she remembered who she was. He might have appeared to have been broken by the girl’s words, be he refused to let his fire die. To give up hope that Aqua's memories were truly lost. They were somewhere deep within her heart waiting to be awoken, and Ventus would be sure to do so.
He knew the real Aqua was somewhere within this stranger even more when she spoke a very familiar line, and it caused his weak smile to brighten if only slightly. "Funny, Aqua said something like that once." as he spoke Ventus reached into his pocket and pull out the Wayfinder that Aqua had created for him so many years ago. The small star shaped charm hung loosely within his grasp as he held it up, "When she gave me this. She said we'd always be connected, even if we were worlds apart." would looking at the charm doing something to her memories? Would it tug at her heart enough to awaken just a little bit more of his dearest friend? Ventus could only hope.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2014 0:23:11 GMT -5
“I don’t need your help looking for her. I’m telling you that you’re Aqua…”
She felt numb at the declaration; her heart felt nothing just distant. He was adamant in who she was, but where could he get this fantasy from. Nothing in her echoed to his plight; all that was in her was sadness. That’s all the two strangers felt in union, sorrow. She had to glance away when he declared her a best friend, a sister. It hurt to think of it; she was too hollow to be anyone’s friend or sister. He reminded her of it every time.
Her fight left cold, injured, and decrepit to the point that her sleep hadn’t mended her. Apparently her heart is entrapped with her current trouble: the dreams or memories, the voices. It was all holding her back from moving on, and too many things were triggering them all. The emotions leaking from the young man before her were starting to prick her skin. She was starting to feel what she wanted to avoid. His tears weren’t helping as she can feel something tear within her.
She didn’t want to be abrasive with this one. Aotori was damaged, not cruel. She tried to soothe him the best way she knew how. There was enough sympathy to be is escort, but Aotori wasn’t sure how long she could bear being near him. She only could handle so many of her emotions. How can she cope with another?
“Funny, Aqua said something like that once,” her eyes casted down to eye him.
“Did she?” Her head tilted curiously when he fished in his pocket. He held up a trinket of sort, an amber colored star. It was a neat craftsmanship, she admitted. She’d never seen anything like it. A soft hum broke her silence. “That’s sweet. You should take care of it then; I’m sure she’s taking care of hers.”
She assumed there was a pair set to enforce the unbreakable connection. Turning on her toes, she started to leave the cottage unsure why she was drawn to it from the beginning. Before she reached the lip of the forest, her voice rang clear, “You said you’d always be connected even when worlds apart. Why aren’t you two together? Why not always stay together, or is life not that simple?”
Small talk along the way.
You really shouldn't be getting too close. Just help him and be done with it. He'll be fine.
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Time slowed as she turned to look at him to see if he was joining her or not. With every passing second, he grew taller. It was daunting; it didn't make sense not even when she watched the floor split from beneath him. The ground was unstable as it cracked and loosened. The cottage shifted into the earth as darkness emitted. Before she could run to reach out for him, she was already free-falling to darkness.
Sky fell as darkness rose.
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