[Suggested themes: People Seized With Life, Reminiscence and Behind Blue Eyes]
It is strange, I've never really looked back at my recent past. I suppose I never felt like it, nor had to since it looks like yesterday to me. Funny how it all started between Kyr and I, it'll be almost one year since we first saw eachother. Back then it sure wasn't love we were sharing... But so much happened. From disdain, dispite came understanding, sharing, cooperation, then desire, lust and finaly love. It took quite a lot of events to ge tus togheter. It never was easy neither, always interrupted at bad timing, always trying to one another what was growing between too kind who should never feel such for one another.
Then it began, we began to be togheter, intimatly, sharing more than before. Then Yethresma appeared, how I recruited her was quite direct, Kyredn needed compagny, she was always alone and the only person she had back then was me. So I found her a friend by convincing Yethresma in the only way I knew would work the first shot with such woman... my blood heritage was usefull that day. It didn't pleased Kyr, and it took quite some time to slowly get them togheter. Things grew so much that now we all form a family... things weren't like that at the beginning, just a bunch of people who were hanging togheter.
Then Yethresma turned her back on Nherazkar and pledged alliance and gave ehrself to Er'kal, becoming one of his blackguard. Soon after I met Fell... poor Fell who was in that jail. I am sorry I tricked you back then but look how much you'Ve grown from such. Tricked in believing you were damned for a pact you never signed for, make you get your powers from the very same Yeth had and join us. It took you some time to get in ease with us, but as time past you'Ve slowly became like a daughter for Kyr and I. We really suffered like you did the day you were cursed, we both were worried and we are now relieved that it is slowly being cured by your own will. We're proud.
Then there was Alexander, this man who wished to know so much more about himself, to control the burning hell who was within him. He made the ritual and accepted an host, mastering more and more his powers under his own meditation and my tutelage. He is more independent, more a wanderer but we still believe he is part of the family, like the first son who always try to fly by himself. He is very reliable and I trust him deeply. He is ordered and he hates failure.
Then the very last one, Janella. The brachina who appeared in our lives at a time of need, who caused and cause so much troubles. Yet she is loyal and she's a talented cleric. We've learned from her, our couple had a hard time but we only grew of all this. She was a gift from Mel'lisaur, but we knew something was hiden beneat and we felt for it. But we were able to prevail from it and now after getting her out of Hell's jails she lives with us she's part of our family too. She's more than just a servant, a maid and a midwife, she's a strong stone that makes our life better, she's a great support in our clan as well as on the battlefield. She still has a lot to learn but there's deep wisdom under that careless acting.
Other important business happened between Kyr and I. The first attempt from her mother who blurred our minds, make each other think the other was sent to kill the other (which now seems somehow was true...she was to be my fated assassin but something stopped all this...) she nearly cut her wings that day, spiting at her heritage, crying in pain has blood was flowing from her wings, I still rememeber it like it was yesterday, me kneed over her, trying to stop the important bleeding... We had Kuumvar who was making our life random and we never knew if he was with or against us. But the worst was Lanalk with his mind spells and his silver tongue. He was trying to make my life worst and Kyr's too, he simply desired what wasn't his just to hurt. And since she resisted over and over and I was becoming more a threat...he commited the last mistake of his life, he violently took her. It wasn't an easy moment, but I was able to clean Kyr by something I never thought I would do one day. It was in Moonthar's lighthouse that a broken Kyr was crying over me that I started to reassure her...and softly sing the secret Erinyes versets, versets of trust and bounding, the more you sing the stronger the bound, usualy it ends after two, I went until the fifth. And thus as she repeated the last words we became bound, like a sort of Hellish wedding, we were togheter. It saved her.
We then calmly rested until we had one day to punish Yethresma from her mistakes and from disobeying. It was a very harsh torture and it ended with a retiring Kyredn and myself consuming our first night in almost a short of ritualic love. The energy was strong that night, it was the perfect night for such and has the heat was at his fullest... a life sparked from it. Kyr got deadly sick and it took us some time to realise she was pregnant, pregnant of a child who was making her life a misery, weakness, sickness, it wasn't easy for her. We weren't sure neither if we were ready for such. We wondered what the baby would be like...if it's even possible to have him live and how he would live with us in a muddy and dusty glade that too many knew its existance...
But the horro stroke us the day I came back from hunt, finding Kyr passed out, on her belly, blood around her a vial in her hand, it was still full. It wasn't since so long that we got in the Wicked Glade, our new hideout. I slowly looked at her and realised she had no wounds... the baby was no more. It broke Kyredn, she was finaly ready to have a child, it was part of her dream to get a baby from her own flesh and she so wanted to give me a son who would be like me... It took some time before we could touch each other, but with patience I was once more able to make her heal and to continue to live, hoping for a better day... We weren't sure if it was because we were unlucky or if all our babies would end like this because of our bloods.
And then someone else came back in our life... Mel'lisaur, my mother. She secretly came to Kyredn, lulled her with promises, charms and dreams. She made her dream of another child, of an house for him to grow, to have her get what she wanted. Thus she made a pact with her, she would be able to make their second baby live, she wished a boy and they would get a home as well to raise it, a proper one, with protection. In exchange... Mel'lisaur got her way with her as he charms broke her and they ade a pact, making Kyr more ordered and more dark, but such strenghtened our hellish bound, but at the same time, damned her...
So, since more than two months she awaits a very living baby, who seems to be of devil blood and to be a boy, he'll be named Elvindel in honor of a fallen comrade and because it is a strong name. Much happened as well between then, but they always amd us stronger, our love's pure and deep, it's a True Love. Even the wicked find something to hold to somewhere...
As for myself, ah, so much changed, from the wandering fighter to the settling ranger to the clan head and husband and father's figures I've lived a lot. Everything changed since I've met her. She's what made things move. But more recently, the fall of Kalbraxis, Tyfarus' failure and his wife's suicide made me think. I seeked redemption, for her, for our mutual futur. Such turned me human, it was a hard test for both of us, very hard. But it ended with Tsauri reawakening my blood.
Then things started to move, since I got redemption I started to dream again, has I had lsot my main mindshield, Ynn'Ogoul Dak'Shar, my devilskin. Pushing me toward a hope of sort, as well as Lucifer trying to still reclaim my soul and trying to make me cower. Then Hell got more and mroe involved with us...then that book... that book about the powers of the layers, the book that, by Glortor'rai's words can make one control a layer. Then all this visions Kyr and I had about that mysterious entity, these weird missions Jen and the crew had from Er'kal and Mel'lisaur, that lense of translation we found... that enabled me to decypher the book...
[Suggested themes : Come and Get them, Fever Dream, Returns a King, When World Collides and mainly, Pillar -Fireproof]
But tomorrow...tomorrow it end it all. We're going down, to get Anni back. All these years were leading me back there, back down to where I becme after my second rebirth. My destiny's unfolding before me. We'll be a full party of legends, of mystical powers. We can't fail, I'll find back my daughter, we'll save her from Lucifer, we'll stop him to control all the Layers and we'll build a bastion for all of us.
I shall take that book to the First, take it to the Desert, I'll shout the words of powers from the book and grasp what's to be mine. So that finaly, I hold the power to protect them, shield them against the main threats, to have the power to always prevail. I maybe begin my final walk, the deadman's walk. Tomorrow may be the final one, like it shall be a new begining. I am ready to risk everything, for her, for him. The pieces are slowly getting in place. I presently prepare my Hellbreaker, my Starmetal Katana, my Soulguard and my Hell Visor, items specificly made for that day by Rinnok. For the day I'll breach Hell, for the day I shall conquer, for the day I shall rule...
Tomorrow we'll breach the Gates, we'll go deep into the seventh layer, we'll find her back, we'll reach the first and we'll stop Lucifer advances and cut his dominion. We are all ready, my team's ready. I cannot find better, Jennifer Yethresma, former whipmaster, weapon master of the whip and blackguard of Er'kal. Alexander, Hellfire Adept, sorcerer of might and power and blademaster of the katana. Fell Lydiane, the wildkin, monk of agility and druid/favored soul, strong and wise. Janella Velg'larn, brachina of the Frozen Hell, cleric of experience and attentive to us, ready to support and heal as well has rise her mace if needed. Kyredn Urathadar Asgaar, reliable arcane archer and mage of big potential, I trust her deeply and she's the source of my strenght, with her at my side, I am unstopable. And finaly, me, Raelk Daemonbane Asgaar, warrior of order, expert tracker and now Bane-of-many, my blade shall strike true and kill my foe swiftly.
And I promised her, that I shall always return to her, no matter what, such is a promise I make upon my soul and I shall never fail it... for I am fireproof !
_________________ "Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour".
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