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A/N: /Anubisu's Thoughts/
::the voices a.k.a. memories::
A Heaven and a Hell
Cold eyes surveyed the golden landscape. Towering trees arced languidly into the heavens, their delicate branches swaying with the cool breeze. It was far too early for the pristine leaves to shed their esteemed vantage high above the earth, and they held on to their youth with vigor.
Why aren't the leaves immortal?
Everything
Changes so quickly
A blink of the eye
And the world passes on…
The view from the enormous hill should have impressed the somber figure, should have made him feel a sense of awe as the sun set brilliantly fighting for life, and as the moon rose triumphant in its silver halo. But only a frozen smirk crossed the bronze features of the man. A snide reminder of how barren a heart can become.
…into infinity.
Can a person with no soul
Be a person truly?
When one forgets to watch the clock
How can we be sure time marches on?
The man's smirk faded as quickly as it had come, his icy eyes once more the only stunning feature on his hardened face. Not even a person with many summers behind them should find it possible to treat the world with such diffidence, with such a calm and corroded manner.
What use is
Eternity
To those who never see it…
And when one does
Can it really be true?
/I will find you/
The man closed his eyes, making the scar across his face ripple with the movement.
/They can sense you draw near/
Another sickly grin replaced the bland, near peaceful expression on the man's face.
/We can smell your blood…we desire your blood/
The blue haired warrior felt a tugging at his mind, a tugging unlike the one his master used upon him when he was Summoned… it was the draw of another power. His power.
Everything has two parts
An equal and an opposite
Plain
To it's being.
There is a heaven…
It was near mind-boggling, really, how a mere human could hold so much power and not understand it.
::You were human::
The man's eyes narrowed at the voices in his head.
They were always there, the voices were, but not always so loud. Master had merely said that they were memories… but of what?
::…once. Now I don't know what you are…::
/What?/
The hunter shook his blue hued locks. Focus. Focus on him.
/I need… I need to stop these treacherous thoughts, before they distract me anymore.../
…and a hell.
To each their own
But beware superiority, a Holiness of the Self
For it is a monster within
A monster that twists others…
There. The light's presence concentrated there. Darkness held less sway over the land where he appeared, that mortal boy whom the Armor had chosen, and who the armor seemed bent on protecting at all costs.
/I know where you are, boy./
The man's eyes flipped open and glowed softly as he "thoughtspoke" into the Light Armor bearer's mind.
/You cannot escape me. Not now, not ever./
A clawed gauntlet swung leisurely up into the air, and then with ferocity which was uncannily hidden, snapped downward causing the wind wafting about the mountainside to freeze rapidly and pick up pace.
Into mindless beings, filled with self indulgence.
Dark clouds formed and began to rapidly ensconce the mountain side in their dull radiance, forming a smog-like barrier between the earth and the blazing sun.
Soon, the Yami Masho thought to himself, everything will be barren. Everything that has life will be closed within death, and everything that was spring will be shrouded in eternal winter.
The darkness will snuff out the candle.
The darkness will deal a final blow unto the light.
The Light had heard him, oh yes. And that radiance would die.
The world will cry in agony as it becomes as frozen and chilled as my heart.
::To Be Continued::
Eh… I hope this is making sense, as the words came to me late last night and I cannot vouch for my sanity… Please review! I'll try and update soon.