Drabble 1: ElsEve
Eve - Code Empress
Elsword - Lord Knight
The clock struck 9 with the moon shining ever so brightly without any cloud to deter its glow. Joyous music filled the once silent room of magnitude in size and pleasant lights shed away the enveloping darkness. The air is diluted with the fresh aroma of various cuisine, all displayed on the many arranged tables.
Furry creatures known as the Ponggo dressed in formal wear of black suits and dresses, happily frolicking about the reflective white floor. Other creatures in similar dress code linger about such as the Lizardmen, the Trocks, and the Phorus as well as the Humans and the Elves and not before forgetting the race of the host for this year's party, the revived Nasods.
Laughter and chatter boomed, all filled with good will and benevolence. The many cuisines quickly shivered down to a speck and in need of refilling. Everyone bears the face of delight even the masked Nasods, all except for one particular individual.
She stood at the side, her arm crossed and her heel silently taps the floor. She is in her compulsory wear fit for an Empress with a solid white tiara rested on her silver hair. Her face shows neither joy nor sorrow, only the stillness of mind and yet her tapping signifies her need to be away from this event. At her two sides are her personal and most trusted servants, Oberon the butler and Ophelia the maid who stand ready to perform any order she would issue.
She takes a glance around the room, focusing on certain individuals amongst the many guests, her companions in bringing peace to Elrios. The first one or two are the married couple, Rena the Elven Wind Sneaker and Raven the hybrid human Nasod Reckless Fist, having a pleasant talk with the wife's race.
On the other side is a well-built blonde man, who towers a blacked and white haired girl in height. Their identities are Chung of Hamel the Deadly Chaser and Ara the last Han family the Yama Raja, happily toasting a drink with the Trocks. One would not believe the sudden growth spurt the man would have as he once had a feminine body.
The Empress unconsciously grips her chest tightly at the sight of their happiness. Her amber eyes then scan around for more and find another particular couple, a white haired man with a red strike at his left eye who wears a white suite instead of the common black and a purple haired girl dressed in a black gown that almost break the issues dress code. They are Add the Mastermind and Aisha the Void Princess respectively with the man letting out a maniacally giggle as he caresses one of the Nasods while the girl simply face palming.
All that is missing is the colour of red which causes her body to sway briefly and her footwork becomes more erratic. Thankfully the sound of her tapping is drowned by the music and chatters. Her two servants know of her behaviour but could not assist her in her problem.
"Your majesty, it is time for your speech." a small Nasod scout states, successfully halting her tapping. The silver haired girl stares down at it and nods in confirmation. She takes a deep breath and makes her way toward the stand with the music slowly dies down for the compulsory speech of gratitude.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen of different races." She said, gaining the attention of guests. "I, Eve the Queen of Nasod, am honoured to thank you all for attending this year's party…"
After half an hour or so, the speech finally ends and she bows before walking down the stand with everyone cheering. Her companion approaches her with greetings and compliments on her speech as well as for hosting this year's party. She replied nonchalantly with a simple gesture while her face never changes from her common expressionless state.
In the empty dimly lit hallway, Eve grasps onto her chest and leans herself against the wall. She had left the party shortly before the closing ceremony using the excuse of not feeling well. Her companions looked at her in a worried expression and had offered their assistance which she politely turned down especially Add who she used a cruder tone.
Oberon and Ophelia tries to assist her to return to her room, her sanctuary by providing a shoulder support but she sternly orders them to leave her and continues to move along the walls. However they still follow her from behind in case the unfortunate event was to happen again.
The journey back to her room left her gasping for air as she endures the pain in her chest which always seems to intensify everything time she left her room and especially during this particular event. After an excruciating period of time, she finally arrives in front of a door to her room. She opens it and enters with her two servants waiting outside, standing guard.
"Hey Eve, what's up?"
Welcoming her in her room is a red spiky haired boy who is sitting beside her bed, wearing the Velder's Lord Knight armour. For the first time of the day, she smiles and her eyes melted passionately. The pain that thrashes about in her chest slowly and magically disappears.
"Greeting Elsword. Today's event is insufferable." The words she spoke held livelier tone than what she had used. She then walks toward the changing room to equip her sleeping gear with the boy turning toward her direction.
"Oh, I bet it's not as bad as the time my butt got scorched by Aisha's or Ferdinand's misfire." He laments and she let out a giggle in response. Her cheeks emit a soft heat as she felt his gaze onto the changing room's door as if boring inside to see her being.
After equipping her sleep wear, she immediately exits the room and proceeds to climb onto her bed. On the bed, she folds her legs underneath her thighs while gently sits on her heels. Her amber eyes stare deeply into his eyes, captivated by the warm red as if a moth toward a fire.
"So how's the gang?" he said, snapping her out of her stupor. She pouts and begins to detail what had happen in the party. Nothing is new about Rena and Raven or Chung and Ara except for the shocking news of Add and Aisha tying up the knot. She was shocked though still with an emotionless expression that Add would end up NOT marrying his cube, judging by his obsessiveness in codes and science.
Elsword simply nods with his arms crossed as always. The moment she mention the absence of his older sister or specifically her name, Elesis the Grand Master, he immediately look up at her with a smile.
"That's my sis for you, always disappearing." He said and let out a hearty laugh. She ends up laughing with him as well.
The laughter stops and a brief moment of silence came.
"You know…" she said with a sudden shyness, breaking the silence.
"Hmmm?" he hums.
"It's already been four years since our victory against the demons. I have always wanted to said this to you…but I've never gotten the chance…" she continues and is replied with another hum.
"I…I love you Elsword." The confession came in a stammered flow.
The boy smiles and nods as always, then stares deeply into her eyes with a blush mirroring hers. She leans herself forward to kiss him .However the moment her lips touched his, she felt nothing and her lips simply pass through by an inch. Her grips on her bed sheets tighten and her smile drops slightly as she pulls away.
She let out a laugh, dry and of melancholy.
She then lies on her bed as it is time for her rest. Her head turns toward him and she opens her lips with great hardship.
"Will…will you stay by my side as I sleep?" she sheepishly asked and she receives another silent nod before she finally enters her sleep mode.
The sun rises, providing the needed lighting in the hallway. Oberon signals to his partner, Ophelia that he will awaken their master while she prepares her breakfast. Ophelia answers with a nod and makes her way toward the kitchen.
He opens the door and sees the red spiky haired boy still at his designated seat, watching tentatively at his mistress. The boy filled him with discomfort and dread as even though he had become the fire in her cold world, he too became the very reason for his mistress current instability.
The boy, Elsword Sieghart was the head of the group which his mistress had joined. He is a simple boy, naïve, reckless and stubborn, traits that the Empress should avoid at all cost.
His profession is of a knight with nothing special other than his bravery and tenacity or stubbornness. He could have remedied the weakness of long range attacks if he had chosen the path of merging magic and swordplay, becoming a Rune Slayer. He could have attained a new form of style if he had made the contract with the magic scabbard, Conwell, becoming a class of Infinity Swords.
Instead he followed through his path and attains strength that allows him to overcome all odds and tt is due to his traits and determination that she could persevere under the temptation of power that bears a price to pay unlike what the rest of the member of the group had become.
The Code Nemesis grants immerse control over the many ancient weapon of destruction with the price being her right to rule as she would be demoted into a weapon instead of a queen. The other code is the Code Battle Seraph, granting access to wide arrange of control over the electron while still attain her right to rule as well as could possibly be the fastest solution to the revival of the Nasods with her emotions and memories being the price, degraded into a cold and calculative machine.
In the end, it was the Code Empress that was chosen and that is how his service began anew. Soon after he was join by a female partner, Ophelia and finally Ferdinand.
However as the boy had brought nothing but benefits to her, he too brought unrest upon his uncalled disappearance. Their final mission brought them to the demon world, to quell their threat once and for all with the armies of all the previously enslaved races. Both side experienced victories and losses with the greatest were the red haired human boy as his ever existence was not with them when they hurried back through the collapsing portal. It is made worst with the loss of her two most faithful drones, Moby and Remy.
From that day, his mistress went through much inner turmoil which she had kept hidden from the rest even her group members. Everyone had gone their separate way with the sister of the boy being the first to depart in order to perform her service with her former group, the Grand Chase, probably in hopes to cope on the loss by engrossing herself in works. Oberon fears that his mistress would one day do the unthinkable.
Sadly it happened, just a year after the siege and just when the Nasod race has begun to be revived thanks to the Ponggos' assistance. They had returned from the celebration party in Hamel and she had wished for a personal time alone, dismissing both him and Ophelia with the absolute command code.
Later on when both of them were on their way to deliver her dinner, they received no answer to their knocks or signals. At once, they barged in and were horrified at what had happened. Their mistress, Eve, was slumping on the side of the bed, her eyes were blank and puddle of oil roams the floor.
They saw a large hole, crudely carved from the outside, at her chest with sparks and fluid sprinkling out .In her limped hands laid her dimming core, still having a few strands of half cut wiring attached as well as an oil stained obsidian dagger in the other.
She had committed suicide in an attempt to end the pain...
It was fortunate that they had discovered her as soon as possible and she was brought back from the brink of death. However she was never the same. The strain and shock from her death must have damaged her memory and processor units as there are times where she would regress back to a few years back, even forgetting about creating Ophelia or Ferdinand. Her will to live had much waned as well and they had to constantly monitor her to prevent anymore accident.
Oberon, Ophelia, and Ferdinand has to band together to think of a solution or at least try something that would ease her torment, as word on her ... sound of mind must not be known to others in fear of rebellion or any sort of danger. After a long period of time they finally found a temporary solution which will allowed them to create an artificial fire for her hazardous blizzard.
They had constructed holographic projectors that would project a clear and realistic image of said boy in her room and was programmed to be able to interact with her based on the memories stored in their memory bank. It proved to be successful… too successful as the first thing she did when she returned to her room was to rush toward him in order to grace her being with his.
Feeling of joy led to confusion when she ended up running through him and onto the wall. Then she became horrifying angry and displayed her inhuman strength by ripping the butler and maid into pieces with Ferdinand the only one to escape her wrath. Thankfully she repaired them after regaining her peace of mind.
The projector then went through countless upgrades, filled with memories of her own and his voice became more fluid though still not be able to archive solid form. A nod reaction is used when an answer to her words is not said by him.
She would constantly mistaken him for the real him and she always ends with a slight dismay. Her interaction with anyone and time outside of her room decreased drastically, only leaving to attend meetings with the Ponggos or to oversee some constructions.
"Ah good morning Eve." The familiar voice of the boy jolted Oberon from his trip in the memory lane, to the sight of his mistress yawning.
"Good morning Elsword." Eve rubs her eyes and gave a smile to the boy with her hand moving to grace his face only to stop mid-air. Her saddened amber eyes shift to the butler then to Ophelia as the maid enters with the breakfast at hand and greets them with a nod.
The servants bow after presenting her breakfast and stand beside her while 'Elsword' who was nodding to her every conversation.
This morning session, the same greetings and the same jokes have been repeating itself for three years now and will be continuing for the rest of the silver haired Empress' life.
The End?
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Once her breakfast had been consumed, Eve's system suddenly detects a high concentration of dark energy at close proximity. She and her servants quickly make their way to the designated area with her still being in her sleep wear.
Upon reaching there, all of them take their stance with Oberon pulling out his tonfas, Ophelia with her charged fist and Eve with her summoning the guardian series including Ferdinand. Sparks float around her hands as she charges her Mega Electronball.
In that instant a slash appear and the tear widen up into a portal. Oberon acts first, charging forward for a swing at anything that would exit the portal. The colour of red appears on his vision and he was knocked by it. Eve gasps in shock as she identified the red figure on top of Oberon.
It is Elsword in his tattered clothing and damaged armour.
Soon after another red feminine figure jumped through…actually she literally burst through the portal in flaming glory. She is none other than Elesis Sieghart, the blazing heart.
"Thanks for helping Dio~" the Blazing Heart said toward the portal.
"Kahahahaha! Yes human, you should thank me for it is I, Dio that had assisted you!" a voice spoke through the portal, haughty in nature. With a sound of a snap, the portal closes with the long haired girl shrugging while Eve continues to stand frozen at the spot, trying to comprehend on what had happened.
She was then snapped from her stupor when she hears the soft grunt from the red haired boy. Immediately she kneels beside him and slowly reaches out to touch him, to be certain on whether he is the true Elsword or another one of her servants' sick solution. However to her joy, he is real and warm.
"H-hey Eve, what's up?" was the first that left his lift as he opened his weary eyes.
Without wasting time, she brings her face near while clasping her hands on his face and gave him a kiss. Releasing her hold on his lips, Elsword spout random gibberish while glowing extremely red.
Elesis at the side-line simply make an 'ooh' sound with the Ophelia and Ferdinand shooting out mini fireworks. The Empress tightly embraces the knight that left his groaning in pain but the hug is returned with a gentler force.
"Wh-what did I missed?" he asked gaspingly while still being crushed. Eve simply turns a deaf ear and continues to hold him with a big smile.
All the while Oberon lay unconsciously on the floor.
The End (Real End)
A/N :First and foremost, I would like to apologize for any bad English usage and if there's any misuse of words, do inform me.
Good End because I like it okay! One-shot seems to be better than Two or More shot...as it is easier to not lose track of the plot haha~
Sigh Jojo's meme...that's what you get for having the name Dio. I'm just taking a breather before writing the ending for Wrenched Gear...possibly a long breather though...cough