Night woke up to a familiar musky scent, his body felt stiff, but warm. Someone was beside him, crying their eyes out but not making even the slightest sound.
"Ren, thanks for waiting ".
Night said in a low tone. Ren simply nodded not making a sound. He tried to stand up, but ren helped him. Night couldn't help but pat his head. He felt different, not just because he woke up, but everything around him changed.
He felt the flow of aen around him, unlike the flow in his soul, it was enormous and wild. Like an ever flowing river, still, he couldn't help but get overwhelmed by it.
"You've changed". Sylvia's voice echoed making him shiver.
Her gaze made him feel the unending pressure he felt since the first time he met her.
"Your power, abilities and even your personality always made me think, no, it always made me want to know who you were. Your not awakened, neither have you unlocked a single art in your path. Yet, you always surpass yourself. Your abilities are weak, yet you manage to use them in the most surprising ways.
Whenever i see you fight, your will is tangled up in your goals. Your emotions lack clarity and you. You are traumatized by your self.
I could have killed you the first time we met, yet i couldn't. All i can tell you as your master, is what choice have you made that keeps you going. Your death is unavoidable, but you keep fighting on. Your weak, yet you grow stronger every time you fight. Your strength is meaning less since, a single true strike can kill you.
So tell me. Why do you fight?"
Night was speechless, it was the first time anyone asked him that. He thought carefully then said.
"Yes, your right about everything, am traumatized by my weakness, selfishness and even my choices. When i pick up a weapon, i consider whether to fight or run. I have no intention of becoming the strongest.
My selfishness is to blame. But, the truth is, am just tired. Of waiting for someone to die again. I don't want to lose anyone because of my stupidity. I have no main goal, i don't want my hands stained with the blood of someone who i could have saved. I don't want to stay as someone who wants to protect anyone just for respect.
I rather protect people i care about than live with myself.
Am tired of standing at graves and regretting my decisions. I might not be able to let go of my regrets but, my choice has been decided. "
Sylvia stared at him silently, ren looked happy. Then smiled at me.
He couldn't help but feel strange. But it was clear, ren wasn't him, but a soul born of his broken light.
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Night lunged at Sylvia, trying to get a clear attack at her, but each time he failed miserably.Ren was faster and quicker than him. He couldn't help but remember what Sylvia said about him.
"That boy as more potential in my heart than you. The more you learn it, the farther you dive into the hollow abyss you created in your heart. But, he as clarity in his sorrow, he's much more suitable learning it than you."
She was right, using the blue short sword night created for him, he was quicker than night. He had more chance at beating sylvia than him. Yet, he gave all his opportunities to him.
They're gazes locked. Ren smiled, then his voice echoed in his ear. "Master, your getting better".
Hearing that, night lost focus, allowing him to get struck in the stomach by sylvia.
"Don't get distracted ", Sylvia said with a death glare.
Ren soon joined night on the ground. Sylvia didn't even break a sweat.
"If this is you limit, then your dream might as well stay a dream."
Night tried to stand, so did ren.
Together they shouted rematch.
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Both were sweating they're minds out. No strike landed, even hours of countless attacks, didn't even make lose even a ounce of her energy. Her speed and strength were unmatched.
After figuring out her attack pattern. Night stood up, he listen carefully to ren's voice in his head, somehow, the connection they shared allowed them to hear each other.
A wild idea popped up in night's head.
Night told ren something. Then,
Ren focused his aen into the only trait he had.
Night lunged at her, Sylvia prepared to knock him out in a single attack. Night jumped over her, Sylvia was a bit surprised, and the next instant. A dark veil instantly covered her.
Before it closed, night saw a surprised look on her face as he landed.
We won.
Ren had a pleased look, after hours of beating, he was finally able to stop her. Night fell to the ground, clearly exhausted to his core. Ren's expression instantly changed, the veil split instantly, inside Sylvia's sword was raised.
She was far from happy.
Her presence made the air grow heavier as she stepped out of the broken veil.
Ren crumbled into dust, as night ran into he forest as. fast as he can.
Sylvia's voice echoed as trees crumbled down under her slashes.
"COME BACK HERE NIGHT ".
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At night fall, nIght summoned his runes. He never got the chance to check it since he returned.
Attributes: [Shadow], [Light]
Traits:[Lost ], [Sealed], [Night Pierce], [Shadow Devour], [Seal], [Shadow Kin], [Shadow Manipulation],[Shadowless], [Shadow's Blessings],[Black Flame],[Divine Light]
[Divine Light]: Light is truth, truth is acceptance. Even darkness, light is what you choose it to be. When light is born, not to illuminate but to free. Then its glow becomes true.
Rank: Sealed
I got the light attribute, but it clearly went against my Shadow abilities. Remembering what the hex said. He shrugged of the feeling and went unto the remaining part.
Darkling:
[Ren] — Birthed from sorrow, his will birthed to serve the one who forgot himself. Though separate, they are one.
Rank – Seeker
Race – Unknown
Traits – [Lightless Veil]
Attributes – ?
Just as he thought, the info he had on ren was short and hidden. Still, he smirked. He knew that slowly everything was coming together.