Disclaimer: Kazuki Takahashi owns Yugioh. I'm just using his characters for a while.
A/N: Just needed to get this idea out of my head. It isn't very funny, it's just a silly idea.
In truth, Zork is shorter than Halakti. It really doesn't change anything.
Halakti stands, tower like, in the realm in-between realms. Not living, not dead, (though that realm is very partial to humans). Existing only slightly. A very meaningless place with very little to be found in it.
It's a good thing Halakti and Zork don't feel boredom. In fact, they don't feelmost things.
The last time they spoke to each other was 2,036 years and three days ago (though time, like a lot of things, doesn't exist here). It was only a repressed sigh by one of them followed by a "hmm...?" and nothing more anyway.
Halakti stares blankly into the nothingness, eyes fixed on no particular thing, for no particular reason.
She (not that she even has a reason to have a gender) is waiting for something. She knows she is waiting, waiting, waiting for something to happen.
Zork is inanimate, also waiting.
Neither hope for something to happen as they stare into that blank space. They only know that it will happen and they will be of some use to something.
They don't think to go anywhere in the immaculate space. They don't think to seek out their own destinies because as deus ex machina they aren't programmed to do that, in a sense.
So they stand there, side by side, waiting for destiny to happen to them.
When it does, for those few fleeting minutes, seconds, whatever, Zork feels it. What it means to be born, to be alive. To destroy, destroy, destroy. He has a little bit of himself back, a little bit of himself which lived in that world before. That 'self', the spirit he infused in the ring, and the man who collected the items for him, makes Zork a little more human. He can feel greed, anger, power- the darkness in all human souls.
He can feel and that's the lust for power he drives on. The world shall be plunged into darkness, something somewhere inside his great self tells him. He abides by it, delights in it.
Feasts it.
Tramples it.
Loves it.
Something close to a goal permeates in himself. He wants to see the Pharaoh die. Wants to kill him with a vengeance he never had before.
Halakti also feels it. When she is born from the merging of the three great gods (so does that make her the greater god?) it touches her skin. As she comes into the world to reveal the sun, the day, lightness in human hearts. She feels the gentleness and warmth of the light as it tears Zork apart.
She doesn't feel regret for her former companion as he fades away. Instead, she tells the heroes how they defeated him, as if that knowledge was always inside her- locked and put on hold until it was needed at the very end. Is that true power then?
And then she feels herself disappear as if that was all she was ever needed for. She doesn't fight the feeling, she simply acknowledges it and goes with it, just like she has always done.
She can only feel emptiness as she melts away. She embraces that feeling, because at least it's something.
A/N: Whoot! Halakti x Zork because...because...I have no reason.
Poor Zork and Halakti)':