- ShizuoGremlin
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Tue Feb 10, 2015 9:08 am
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”..Foolish girl.. why did you make such a mess for me..” Animum thought as she floated several thousand feet up, amidst freezing clouds and turbulent winds. Her blonde hair blown about by the reckless, but ever present forces of nature, by the world which never seemed to stop for anyone, never seemed to care for anyone. However, wasn’t that the very reason she had come here in the first place? To change herself , instead of waiting for circumstances to force her to change? Still as she hovered there looking down she clearly remembered just what had happened, or rather what she had almost caused here. That massive monstrosity of mud and rock, created by her and that demon queen; the damage it was going to cause if it hadn’t been stopped. It was fair to say she probably could never atone for half the things that she had done, nor was she able to quell the voices that as of late whispered in her head. All those her predecessor had killed, all those that lingered within the memories of claire clixx. The hatred of injustice, and the wistful wish to see their killer repent was a endless tide of forcible emotions. Instead of fighting it however, Animum had long ago accepted those feelings and resentment willingly. Repenting however, wasn’t a real cause of her actions; she was just doing what she felt was right. In her heart of hearts, that is.
Hence why she was hovering there, with only memories of a perfect stranger to keep her company. Reliving that lie that pain her predecessor had caused, thinking on just why was it needed? The rage magnolia had felt from many that day still lingered even after she was gone. Because it was an injustice that had to be righted; or at least that’s what Animum had come to believe. Often though she wondered if she was just being selfish, trying to just justify her own place in such a large world. A world that made her soul tremble, and her very being feel like a speck of substance in the vastness of the universe. Infact standing there she could only think to herself, with a morbid disdain. ”... Hope Or Despair, i wonder which the world will ultimately choose. “ A question she had been asking herself a lot lately, not knowing just what her job entailed anymore.
When she came, she knew there was going to be a hard path ahead of her, but she didn’t expect the emotional complexity of her own emotions deepening along the journey. Never had she even dreamed that this world would make her really look inside, the feelings of pain, the pang of envy, the quivering blossoms of jelousy. The destructive emotions of hatred or wrath, Greed , she knew of such emotions but only recently had she even experienced them in such an intensity. It was hard, but even now she didn’t precisely know if it was bad or good. Instead she often just wondered and thought about, what did the demon god really want. Wondering if it was eternal despair that they really wished for, or if they wanted to not be alone anymore. The trembling in her heart, which was once tranquil, it was all new; and it really was hard to grasp entirely.
However, it wasn’t soul searching that had brought her to the scene of one of her predecessors worst atrocities, it was a face in a distant hazy memory. A face of a boy who had shown such boiling hate for the destruction, a boy who chose to relinquish the home they had to stop destruction and further deaths. Out of a sea of memories that belonged to her predecessor and claire clixx, that one stood out. Strange, and unforgettable; so she had come back here to see if revisiting the scene of that fateful day would help her sort out just what it was that she felt from that incident. However it had only brought further questions, further things that she wished to be answered. Such was life, the complex enigma which when she took a step closer, seemed to just get further away. Her past experiences shifted through her mind, Hakai and what he said, her purpose, and what she planned from here on out.
”.Just when i thought, that coming here would give me answers. . . It seems that i just now have more questions. Figures. The more i try to understand, the less i actually know, it’s kinda frustrating.. but.. “
Animum seemed to pause her right hand shifting upwards, shielding her eyes from the vibrant rays of the sun; and that endless sea of blue that was the sky above. A chilling arctic wind whipping past her blowing her hair all over the place until it was a bloody mess, but for some reason? She really smiled that time, her lips pulled back, a gentle but exuberant smile of excitement and happiness spreading practically from ear to ear while she began to laugh slightly her wings fluttering vibrating with the wriggly puppy feeling she had in her chest, it was so warm! This feeling, was so warm! Yet it was also soft, and protective. It was the first time she really felt like this. She would spin around and then let out a gleeful laugh as she felt her wings fold on her back and the wind like pins and needles with a dash of electric tingle blowing across her skin. Her hair whipping around like a halo of precious metal.
Arms spread out as she said in a soft voice first, like she was testing the words to affirm their validity.
”It feels nice..”
She would go through the cotton white clouds and her wings would spread out wide as she flew back up into the clouds, and up, higher and higher as if reaching for the heavens which may as well exist from her new revelation. It all was beginning to make sense! Why it was so interesting, Why it was so infuriating! Why she just couldn’t leave this world alone! God, was there really anything to justify someone like her feeling joy such as this!?! But she said once more, as she slowly felt her eyes glistening with sparkles which replaced that dull steel gaze with one of joy, and an amusement. She knew her place was with despair but still as she pirouetted through the air , a bone-a-fied ballerina of the sky and clouds, dancing against the winds of change. Her clothes whipping to, and fro, here and there ! as she repeated even louder as she laughed so lightly, Oh how lovely this blissful feeling was!
”..It Feels NICE! “
She then spun around and around laughing before she would have burst back down through the clouds, hovering and looking, to see if she could find those faces again!
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