Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170103080604/@comment-28358106-20170107184730

"And you would gladly condemn the loved ones of all whom you hold dear?  Billions, dead, because their wives turn, and in doing so, destroy them...a steep price indeed, for you will not be the one to pay it.  The intention of your goddess was never to have you slay the Demon Lord, Champion.  It was for you to be her avatar in the waking world, gathering her glory that she may gain strength.  It was never to save humanity, for slaying the Demon Lord would almost surely destroy it.  No, your family is dead because your goddess seeks to spur you on, as a mule.  When you are idle, you do not wander to do her deeds.  A family and settled life do not befit a Champion.  Your goddess is not as honest as you have convinced yourself she is.  If she were..."

Victivius waves his hand and a visage appears. It is an image of a fight, though it is difficult to determine what is going on at first. Then, it comes into focus.

In some unknown woods, Antoinette is in the middle of a maelstrom. Dozens of Valkyries assault her from all sides. She whirls and strikes, and with each thrown bolt of light, each thrust of her spear, she finds her mark and a Valkyrie is struck down, disappearing into golden dust. She is fighting furiously, but she is bleeding, and badly outnumbered...