Blood. Screams. Massacres. Agony. Terror...
Victoria let the delicate white flower slip between her long pale fingers. It fell on the old, stone tomb without a sound and stood there, its petals slightly moving with the wind. Black lightnings crackled around the body of the God Slayer while she watched the tomb with a sad face. She knew she was doing herself no good by staying there, that this Tombstone held a curse, a curse invisible to the world, but that bought old, horrendous memories to Victoria, and that was capable of sending her to the edge of insanity. She huffed, and looked up, then took her left hand up and passed it through her scarlet red hair. She noticed a crow flying a few feet above her head. She rose her hand and made it a sign to go away, but the damn bird continued flying above her head. She tried to scare it off during a few more minutes until she finally noticed that there was no way to scare the bird away, and the only way to get rid of it was to kill the bird with a high-voltage God Slayer Lightning. She rose her hand and covered it with black lightnings, then aimed at the crow and...
Agony. Hatred. Superiority. Torture. Egoism. Cruelty...
She took her hand down and fell to the ground on her knees. She pulled her hands over her face and inhaled deeply. It was happening again. She was losing her mind once again. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, to reinforce the seal which she had put on her insanity. But even she wasn't as stupid to think that she would remain sane.
She had it enough clear that, in the moment in which she joined a guild and began using her powers too much, she'd make her insanity return. Yet again, she did it. She joined a guild, and, for a tiny peace of time managed to forget about this insanity.
Victoria got up and walked to the shadows, hiding from the crow. She managed to hide in the shadows, and the crow began looking around confused, uncertain where his objective had went to. After a few minutes, it went away, seemingly far away, and didn't return again. Victoria sighed and began moving towards the exit of the cementery, silent. She was uncomfortable there and wished she could just go away, return to her house and forget any of this had happened. She'd have a hot coffee and would read a book peacefully, then she would go to sleep and, on the next day, she'd go to the guild.
A sudden pain in the chest threw Victoria on the ground. It was agonizing, as if something wanted to break out of her chest, to escape. She tried to get up by putting her hands as supports, but the pain was too unbearable for her. She fell on the ground and tried to stabilize her breathing, to make it get back to normal. Progressively, her breathing returned to its normal state, but the pain didn't cease. Victoria's breathing continued stabilized, but she needed something to stop this pain. It was worse than the pain and nausea she felt while on a vehicle. She dragged herself towards a shadowy area and consumed part of the shadows there, however, she didn't recover or feel any better. She just remained laying on the ground, breathing hard. Her vision began turning blurry, until she finally lost consciousness.
Thunders. Lessons. Betrayal. Happiness. Betrayal. Insanity.
Victoria let the delicate white flower slip between her long pale fingers. It fell on the old, stone tomb without a sound and stood there, its petals slightly moving with the wind. Black lightnings crackled around the body of the God Slayer while she watched the tomb with a sad face. She knew she was doing herself no good by staying there, that this Tombstone held a curse, a curse invisible to the world, but that bought old, horrendous memories to Victoria, and that was capable of sending her to the edge of insanity. She huffed, and looked up, then took her left hand up and passed it through her scarlet red hair. She noticed a crow flying a few feet above her head. She rose her hand and made it a sign to go away, but the damn bird continued flying above her head. She tried to scare it off during a few more minutes until she finally noticed that there was no way to scare the bird away, and the only way to get rid of it was to kill the bird with a high-voltage God Slayer Lightning. She rose her hand and covered it with black lightnings, then aimed at the crow and...
Agony. Hatred. Superiority. Torture. Egoism. Cruelty...
She took her hand down and fell to the ground on her knees. She pulled her hands over her face and inhaled deeply. It was happening again. She was losing her mind once again. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, to reinforce the seal which she had put on her insanity. But even she wasn't as stupid to think that she would remain sane.
She had it enough clear that, in the moment in which she joined a guild and began using her powers too much, she'd make her insanity return. Yet again, she did it. She joined a guild, and, for a tiny peace of time managed to forget about this insanity.
An error she should have never committed
Victoria got up and walked to the shadows, hiding from the crow. She managed to hide in the shadows, and the crow began looking around confused, uncertain where his objective had went to. After a few minutes, it went away, seemingly far away, and didn't return again. Victoria sighed and began moving towards the exit of the cementery, silent. She was uncomfortable there and wished she could just go away, return to her house and forget any of this had happened. She'd have a hot coffee and would read a book peacefully, then she would go to sleep and, on the next day, she'd go to the guild.
Alas, Faith had other plans.
A sudden pain in the chest threw Victoria on the ground. It was agonizing, as if something wanted to break out of her chest, to escape. She tried to get up by putting her hands as supports, but the pain was too unbearable for her. She fell on the ground and tried to stabilize her breathing, to make it get back to normal. Progressively, her breathing returned to its normal state, but the pain didn't cease. Victoria's breathing continued stabilized, but she needed something to stop this pain. It was worse than the pain and nausea she felt while on a vehicle. She dragged herself towards a shadowy area and consumed part of the shadows there, however, she didn't recover or feel any better. She just remained laying on the ground, breathing hard. Her vision began turning blurry, until she finally lost consciousness.
Thunders. Lessons. Betrayal. Happiness. Betrayal. Insanity.