Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190421032824/@comment-26517142-20190512004346

MockingJester wrote: (Sorry about the absence, went somewhere all day)

The dark rift and the bright mote cast their attention to Ash, the former, somewhat intrigued "Your mana constitution is breaking down. You mind reeling it down or are we going back!?"

"I do not believe she is intentionally doing this"

'''"So we're going back then...the sooner...!" '''The world cracks and drips solid glass, shattering more and more. Whatever compelled them to this deep sleep now was breaking as the dark rift now no longer saw fit to remain here "The better!"

(Not a problem, Jester. Things are picking up anyway. The RP goes on as it will. XD BTW. Happy Mother's Day suckers.)

As an agitated Ash reels, screaming..something invades her mind. A realization of what she used to see as a lie.... a truth non-distinct to her. What she believed was once the foundation of why she and Jalken are now enemies....was a memory she believed out of distraught.

...yes.

She believed on a false memory.. because the truth was too much to bear.

In the memory, Ash was already a teenager. Aided by black winged Mamonos known as Fear Makers she enters a ruined building that was filled with odd drawings plastered everywhere. All of them rung of the same image. The same message.

Hacked images of the Sanguine Comedian. Ahead...Jalken was drawing more of the comedian in a whimsical, chipper tone. Ash pulls the paper off Jalken's hands. "This is UNBECOMING of you. STOP obsessing over a being we had seen once in OUR CHILDHOOD!!"

"No, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!!" Jalken hissed. "He is the ONE. THE ONLY ONE THAT CAN STAND BESIDE US..IN OUR EVENTUAL RULE OF THE NAETHER. You remember what he was like? All that bloodshed he ensued...all the power he had in his hands. He is Death incarnate. He is more than a pathetic human being - feeble and mortal. This one... this one will stand with us in the test of time. HE IS what I PINE FOR ---"

"You are mad. Jalken, wake up from this FOOLISHNESS!!"

AT THIS point .. Ash believed that the reason why she and Jalken began a rivalry of who is to assume control over the Naether was because Jalken and her followers declared the war themselves, to which she later responded with an equal violent attack ---

But not this.

Ash raised her hands....the hand that bore the draconic form...and threw it across Jalken's face. Pure crimson....erupted in the vacant air. Jalken screamed.

"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!! MY EYE!!!!! MY FACE !!! GWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--!! (collapses on top of her endless pile of drawings of the Comedian )

Ash wipes the blood of her claws. "If you ever think of bringing up this nonsense ever again...this will not be the last time I wound you ..SISTER." SHE walks away. Jalken grabs one of the images and hugs it on her chest.

"Oh...how I wish you were here. I wish you would take me.....away from here. I wish....YOU COULD make this WORLD burn ....."

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