Andrita
The Ultimate Wielder of the Dark Side
BriiAngelic
The way Aozora reacted was nothing less than ... shock ? Terror ? The Swarms of Darkness surrounding her. The feeling of dread, confusion , and inferiority all weighed down uponShe recognized these things, albeit barely. They were the ones who killed her mother, as she saw the hind of yellow eyes before her mother met her unfortunate end. Her terror turned to anger, her newly acquired weapon in her hands. It was so familiar yet foreign, like an extension of her soul was able to be held in front of her. She clasped at the weapon, and without any further way to wrestle her way out of this one, she charged.
"... I... Won't let you all get away! AHHH " . Testing the enhance technique, she was amazed to see it actually work on the Keyblade, and it was now enclosed with a yellow aura. She then slashed then with such force it wasn't even remotely funny. She chased down each and every shadow creature and made sure none escaped. It was strange, this feeling ofcombat, it appalled her yet was familiar, like somewhere before she's done something like this.
Knowing however this would last a small Eternity and she knew she didn't have the stamina to continue the fight, the young girl nodded to the voice, hoping she can see it again. She attempted to head through the dark portal, arming herself for whatever she would see down the line. Her eyes were scanning for any attempts at life here.
It was nothing. A pure void. A void of despair and darkness. But the portal has since closed up. There was no going back. So, she merely wandered into the depths , truly trying her best with the waves upon waves of heartless in her wake.
Somehow, someway, she managed to survive this long. Due to her sheer determination and formidable strength of heart, that was all that was. She was creepingalong, barely able to stand, her Keyblade shaking in her hands. It was bad enough she did what she did, but actively she knew , and her Keyblade hopefully did, she did it for all the right reasons. Hopefully.
The way Aozora reacted was nothing less than ... shock ? Terror ? The Swarms of Darkness surrounding her. The feeling of dread, confusion , and inferiority all weighed down uponShe recognized these things, albeit barely. They were the ones who killed her mother, as she saw the hind of yellow eyes before her mother met her unfortunate end. Her terror turned to anger, her newly acquired weapon in her hands. It was so familiar yet foreign, like an extension of her soul was able to be held in front of her. She clasped at the weapon, and without any further way to wrestle her way out of this one, she charged.
"... I... Won't let you all get away! AHHH " . Testing the enhance technique, she was amazed to see it actually work on the Keyblade, and it was now enclosed with a yellow aura. She then slashed then with such force it wasn't even remotely funny. She chased down each and every shadow creature and made sure none escaped. It was strange, this feeling ofcombat, it appalled her yet was familiar, like somewhere before she's done something like this.
Knowing however this would last a small Eternity and she knew she didn't have the stamina to continue the fight, the young girl nodded to the voice, hoping she can see it again. She attempted to head through the dark portal, arming herself for whatever she would see down the line. Her eyes were scanning for any attempts at life here.
It was nothing. A pure void. A void of despair and darkness. But the portal has since closed up. There was no going back. So, she merely wandered into the depths , truly trying her best with the waves upon waves of heartless in her wake.
Somehow, someway, she managed to survive this long. Due to her sheer determination and formidable strength of heart, that was all that was. She was creepingalong, barely able to stand, her Keyblade shaking in her hands. It was bad enough she did what she did, but actively she knew , and her Keyblade hopefully did, she did it for all the right reasons. Hopefully.
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