P̷a̷r̷a̷d̷i̷s̷e̷ ̷L̷o̷r̷d̷ ̷R̷y̷u̷

“I’m glad to hear that at the very least. I might just bring someone with me next time I take the time to roam around Morioh.”

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“There’s a pillar of madness somewhere in the world. What would happen if I reached out for it, taking back what I had shed?”

“Very much so, though it can’t be helped. At least not now. Have you or your townsfolk been in good spirits?”

“This world smells like death.”

“…If taking on the role of the reaper helps, then so be it. Maybe it will be ample fuel to fight the serpent, or maybe it won’t…”

He’s collecting souls.

“I’m so glad I’m biologically immortal…”

“I’m still finding this hard to figure out, but my general has provided me with some suggestions, some insights into what I should do…”

“The Smiling fool said to me: ‘You finally get it now, don’t you? The source of desperation is a cause of inspiration. If the road once previously traveled has crumbled and cracked, the other weary path that you have neglected becomes more welcoming.’

Hmph. His words aren’t entirely wrong…”

“He says ‘who are you to cast judgment as you stand within my court? You harbor my decrees in order to weaponize them against me, their author.’ I never understood how he could claim credit over what happens in our own heads. For what it’s worth, I’m glad that nuisance was destroyed.”

“Why do I find a strange beauty in that memory of the end? Was it my invulnerability, or was it the spectacle…?”

“Hoping that cyborg got her happy ending, wherever she is.”

“Do your best to enjoy it. The world outside can be quite unpredictable.”

“Did I scare you away?”

“Now, I rest…”

“I see the past of a great monster that has slain many heroes but I can’t help but marvel at it….”

“I…detest that arrogant grin. The only name fitting for him is the Smiling Fool. And he will fall by my hand.”

“Nothing interesting as usual.”

He’s sharpening a sword in the depths of his home, watching the dark blade before him shimmering under the lights. The repetition and solitude were calming as he dragged the whetstone along his blade, his eyes like still waters.

“Either way, I know a few who would say otherwise about those dragons. They could turn out to be quite the catch, not to mention that they suit you.”

“No mercy is handed down to thieves. Treasure hunters, grave robbers, or…just your petty street punks?”

His tone was distant and dispassionate, his mind quickly shifting from questioning to just saying the next thing to pop into his head.

“Thieves…I see. If that’s the case, guess a dragon’s gotta eat anyhow…”

He spoke dryly before he exhaled with a cold breath. He took in the atmosphere of this blood-soaked environment, just watching silently for a brief moment in time.

“That mirror into the past said to me…I’m not going to slay the chaos for I am the chaos. Chaos creates spectacle even in tragedy, madness as its fuel…I will devour the flaming star of the end….”

“It’s strange…I’ve been backed into a corner for so long, and yet on this day…”

The lord shrouded in black fell silent momentarily, sitting with his thoughts.

“When I close my eyes, I sometimes see my old self smiling at me with that same crazed fervor that I once lost.”

“Is this…acceptance?”

❝I'm perfect, my strength is perfect, and with that, I shall bring equally perfect destruction through the rest of the universe.❞

— 𝙲𝚎𝚕𝚕 (𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗 𝙱𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚉)

『ᴀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴠɪɴᴄɪʙʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅʀᴏɪᴅ』

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