Decadence
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In Memory
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"Why aren't you fighting me, dammnit?!" A young gray haired teenager exclaimed.
The flame haired god general eyed the younger human with distaste. "You're forcing yourself to fight in that condition?" He mocked at her, his eyes slashing at the wounds that adorned her body.
The young girl gritted her teeth and steadied her grip upon her sword, "It's all your fault. You killed them."
A sneer came upon the male's lips, and spoke in a menacing tone, "It was not my fault they could not survive the arte. And here you are, the very thing they hope to save, fighting me. You make their deaths be in vain."
"Shut up!"
The injured girl lunged towards him, the sword poised high in the air but the battle veteran blocked the blade with ease and used his strength to push her away. She was pushed back, landing on her behind and the sword that was once in her grip sailing just a foot beside her.
"It's not use trying to fight me."
The girl only gritted her teeth and hissed at him, "Murderer."
He plunged his blade upon the earth; rain began to pelt down upon them. He crossed his arms over his chest, clearly in control of this uncalled battle. "Yes I am a murderer. I have stained my hands with blood but you are not the only one who has loss a family by these hands."
His arms unwound and his emerald eyes focused upon his gloved hands. They were stained with splotches of blood and his eyes glazed with a certain emotion. Sorrow or regret perhaps?
The young girl took this chance to retrieve the sword and made a mad dash at the general. He seemed to get back to his senses but he was not quick enough to dodge the blade.
It penetrated his side, injuring some internal organs as it passed through him. He choked on the blood that rushed to his lungs. A thin line of blood trickled down his lips and he glared down at the smaller figure that steadfastly held the blade.
"Such a worthless attempt in finding peace." He mused and coughed out some blood.
"Shut up. It's because of you I can never see them again." The girl pushed the blade further into him and he coughed out more blood. He gritted his teeth and swung his sword towards her but she parried it with a dirk that had been hidden.
She pushed the man's sword away, jumping back but landing on unsteady legs.
The black-clad general staggered as his hand gripped the hilt of the sword and roughly plucked it out of his body, blood gushed out from the wound and he groaned in pain.
The young girl shook her head, wiping the rivulets that the rain had brought unto her body. She tightened her grasp upon the dirk and lunged at the fatally wounded general.
Their bodies collided against each other and blood mixed with rain.
Her dirk pierced through the fabric of his tabard, wounding him yet again. The dagger pierced through his right lung. He gritted his teeth at the pain that overrode his body.
The young girl was not unscathed. In fact, she had received the full blow of the general's sword which pierced from her back and through her. The tip of the blade dripped off her blood which trailed with the rain.
She gritted her teeth and pushed the dirk further into the man while his opponent did the same, plunging the blood further into her.
Warmth seemed to fade away from their bodies and they fell away from each other. The flame haired general laid upon his back while the gray-haired girl laid upon her side.
Rain fell down from the skies as if weeping for them.
Emerald eyes were lidded with heavy eyelids whilst an amethyst pair seemed to be as well.
Only the sound of pattering rain could be heard within the terrain.
And then their eyes closed shut.
A/N: I always had another universe in my head if I make stories so this would probably be the alternate universe or the actual universe of the game as contradicted to my 'Auldrant no Gakuen' which is on hiatus because my brain is too incompetent and is suffering from writer's block.
Gory much? And here I'm supposed to be hematophobic.
All right, will shut up now.
Hope you liked.