Copyright of Twisting Demon aka Gabriel Ang. You cannot blah blah blah this fic and blah blah blah. I guess you know the drill
This fic will seem a little like Lyn Chan's work. OKOK, a lot. But this is an original fic that shares a lot with her's. So if I used some stuff that she plans to use....... SORRY!! *gets down on knees and begs for life* By the way, this is a Mint POV. And it's my first time to write in first person. So.....
Before you people skin me alive for what I just did to that Crimson Rider and Mint (whom I know you know when you read this), PLEASE R&R it first ^_^
Note: I decided to add a HUGE section for those who haven't played the game, so they'd understand it better. Also to give a bigger emotional background on the characters.
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I was terrified.......horrified.
I looked up from the gound beneath me. I saw him. The face I've dreamt about so many times. I never thought I'd see his face again. I always believed so. But...... not like this!
"It can't be!! He couldn't be the one!! It's impossible." I thought to myself. His clothes... His expression...... His aura..... It was completely different. Despite what he looked like, he seemed like someone else. Someone.....sinister.
He rode a black Stallion. A large majestic creature. The rays of the sun gleamed on its black shiny skin, reflecting it on my face. He wore crimson robes, as if too show murderous intent. His weapon. A silver blade he once used to protect.....was now a deep shade of crimson. The smell of a fresh kill, a disgusting scent. As if this blade has shed so much life..... the lives of humans..... that it has infused into the weapon itself.
He looked into my eyes, and I looked into his. I saw someone in those eyes. I saw a familiar soul, as well as that of a complete stranger. It was like.... I peered into the souls of 2 people residing in one body. The body of the one..... I cared for so much.
I couldn't believe it. No..... I didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to believe that he was fighting with.... THEM. That he was on their side. They who have caused so much suffering and grief in this Kingdom! Why does he fight with them?
It was then that I finally stood up.
"Why? Why are you in with the Kileski?? Why" I asked.
He didn't answer.
"Why? Why?"
"Because of you. Because I want to."
I fell silent. Motionless. A rage of ideas, memories and nightmares assaulted my mind. I was shocked. I fell to my knees. My body felt so weak at the instant he said those words. My body felt numb. I couldn't move, much less breath.
"My God...? I...? Because I..." I thought to myself.
I didn't want to remember it!! I wanted to erase it from my mind, but I couldn't!! It pained me so much the first time, and it contnues to.
"I know you know. Don't deny it." He said. Coldly.
I tried to reach for him, but he just slapped my hand away. The pain. Yet.... I felt like I deserved that. He looked at me with stern expression, one of anger and indifference. He looked away again. I held my hand close to me. I looked back at his face.... and cried. I couldn't stop and I didn't want to. He looked at the river of tears that went down my dirtied face. Still he said or did nothing. Then..... he giddyapped his horse.
He began to ride away, leaving my pathetic being sobbing on the forest floor. I just stared at him with a blank expression. I couldn't react. I was just there.... looking at him..... riding away into the green.
That day on the fort, the day would never forget, the day I....left him to die in the arms of Claire, continues to haunt me every single goddamn day of my life. It continues to eat me inside out.... piece by piece.... pathetic morsel by pathetic morsel.... to this day. I never forgave myself since then. But now, as I watch him ride away, I felt like I was being eaten away ever more faster.
Ever more cruel.
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My selfishness..... my pride..... all these things I harbored within myself.... they were my undoing. I cared not for others but for myself. I blamed others for mistakes that even I obviously made. I surrounded myself in a cloud of perfection. I loved myself too much. I wanted it all for myself. Eveything. I was like that even before I ever knew I was, but I never cared to notice. I was spoiled, I admit.
But these things.... all these things began to disappear as soon as I met him that fateful day..... in Carona.
Nearly 3 years ago, I was stripped of my title as princess of East Heaven Kingdom, the most powerful kingdom on the planet. And of all people, my sister! Yes, it was Maya. I've always known that she was a snotty self-righteous bitch, but she stooped so low as have my title removed! She even chased me out of the castle with pumpkins! Ugh, I hate pumpkins, DANGIT! I swore she'd be SSOOO dead when I get back at her!
That was when I decided to find "it". The most powerful objects on Earth. The power to grant all dreams and wishes. Devices made by the long lost race of the Aeons. A.... [Relic]!
So I left the castle that day, in the midst of embarassment and anger. but for 2 years after that.... nothing. Nill. Zilch. I was out leads and had nothing but bad luck. I decided to place my bet on the place to have a relic.
The city of Carona, on an island in the great sea. I heard a rumor that there was a relic there, so I decided to finally go there and check it out. There I met Klause, an archeologist, and his family who were also after the [Relic]. It was also there that I met..... "Him".
Rue was his name. A young, white haired boy from the north. He said he had come for the [Relic] as well. But there was something different about him. During our investigations, he never even once bothered to take any riches we found. He never tried dirty tricks even when the time called for it. He even helped people who were our rivals for the Relic! His honesty was unreal. I never believed anyone was that much of a goodie-twoshoes. But he was. He said that he wasn't after the [Relic] for money or power. He said it was for something else. He said that he just wanted to use it once, then we could do whatever the hell we wanted with it.
The truth was..... I was planning to take the [Relic] all for myself. I wanted it all again. That part of me never ceases to take advantage of the situation. My selfishness once again brought me to my own dream. A world of me, myself and I. A world of ONLY me, myself and I. Nothing mattered but me. It was all about me. Klause wanted it for scientific research, but I didn't care. Bell and Duke, 2 of our rivals, wanted it to pay off their debts, but I didn't care. As for Rue, whatever reason he had, I still didn't care. Until.... I finally found out why he wanted it so badly, why he'd even die just to make that one.... precious wish.
Her name was Claire. Rue said that one day, out of the blue, he woke up without knowing who he was or where he was. He had no memories of his past. He was a lone figure who walked the earth like a zombie, without a purpose in life. It was in that time that Claire found him. That time Rue was in total desperation. After finding him, Claire became his guiding light. With her, he found a purpose for living. A purpose for existing. For 2 years after that he lived peacefully with her in her home in the frozen north, staying ever by her side. That is.... until one night. On that cold night, a creature appeared and scared the animals in the barn. Rue said he went out to check, and much to his horror, a large man-like creature with a huge arm stood expressionless before him. Without hesitating, he fought the creature, but to no avail. Claire then came out to try and pacify the creature. And with one vile swing that seemed like eternity, while she looked at the injured Rue, everything he ever lived for simply disappeared.....
I began to think a lot that night after hearing his story. I never guessed why he wanted the [Relic] so badly. As the revelations sank into me, It stirred up the emotions in my heart that the people who knew me never thought I had. Feelings I've never felt before. Pity, awe, sympathy, you name it. I didn't know how to react. Perhaps.... perhaps because I never knew how it felt like. How it felt like to love someone, and have him/her love you back. How it felt like to be lost and helpless in a world so foreign to you. How it felt like to have paradise in the palm of your hands..... and to let it slip away into time like sand between your fingers.
I wanted to change myself. No longer did I felt content to serve myself and only myself. I wanted to help him. To help him get Claire back. Power and riches no longer held my interest. It was now human life I was interested in. I realized which one was more important, from a man a barely knew. He taught me what happiness really is, and I wanted to find it for myself. And for that matter, I wanted to be by his side. Yes.... from that moment on.... I loved him.
We reached the end of our journey a few days later. Flying above the town lay the fortress of Valen, the creator of the [Relic], where it also resides. We took our own separate ways into the fortress. Once I reached the top, as the fort began to collapse, he appeared with and unconcious girl on his shoulder. It was Claire.
He had made his wish. Despite that, he had a frown on his face. He still ahd worry in his heart. He told me that the [Relic] had dissapeared. What he said dashed all my hopes on getting my hands on it but.... I didn't care anymore. I didn't want the [Relic] anymore. All I wanted was to get out of here alive with him.
We ran down to the teleporter with Claire on his back when.... when the unthinkable happened. A huge slab of concrete from the top floor fell upon us. It fell between me and Rue, completely sealing him off. The barrier between life and death was just a few feet, but to me.... it seemed like endless miles. There he stood helpless, a bare distance away from me, a bare distance that separated my joy from his, a bare distance from the new life a found.
I thought that there was nothing I could do. I stood there, helpless, in complete and utter shock. But Rue... he wasn't about to give up. He took out his Arc Edge, and began pounding furiously and desperately on the wreck. He struck and struck with all his might, but still nothing happened. He dropped his weapon and began clawing through it. Still it didn't work. Still he continued on.
But as for me.... I just stood there. I stood there.... looking at him. Panic, confusion, and fear gripped my bones. Until that day all I ever cared about was myself. He taught me how to care for others, but my former self began to take me back. A cocktail of emotions swirled in my head as my 2 selves fought constantly for the one choice I could make at the moment in my life where that choice would be the turning point in my life. The irony of it all is that.... it only took a few seconds for one of them to be the victor.
I ran. I looked at him and before I knew it, the distance between us became greater and greater. The soul was willing, but the body and mind was not. I wanted to stay and help him, but my.... my "old" self prevailed. I ran towards the next elevator.... and got on as the top came crumbling down. As I descended, I looked at his face one last time. The moment I peered into his soul, it had changed forever. Disbelief, sadness and.... hatred was sketched across. And that face, the face that would haunt me for the rest of my life, was etched into my mind as I descended into the elevator shaft. Into the darkness. The darkness of my very own heart.
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Its my first attempt to write in the perspective of a lady, and being a man that's harder than it seems. Just forgive my first attempt, will ya? (-_-);
Next Chapter will be up in a while, also for Desperately Wanting I'll put up no. 5 when I can actually finish it!
This fic will seem a little like Lyn Chan's work. OKOK, a lot. But this is an original fic that shares a lot with her's. So if I used some stuff that she plans to use....... SORRY!! *gets down on knees and begs for life* By the way, this is a Mint POV. And it's my first time to write in first person. So.....
Before you people skin me alive for what I just did to that Crimson Rider and Mint (whom I know you know when you read this), PLEASE R&R it first ^_^
Note: I decided to add a HUGE section for those who haven't played the game, so they'd understand it better. Also to give a bigger emotional background on the characters.
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I was terrified.......horrified.
I looked up from the gound beneath me. I saw him. The face I've dreamt about so many times. I never thought I'd see his face again. I always believed so. But...... not like this!
"It can't be!! He couldn't be the one!! It's impossible." I thought to myself. His clothes... His expression...... His aura..... It was completely different. Despite what he looked like, he seemed like someone else. Someone.....sinister.
He rode a black Stallion. A large majestic creature. The rays of the sun gleamed on its black shiny skin, reflecting it on my face. He wore crimson robes, as if too show murderous intent. His weapon. A silver blade he once used to protect.....was now a deep shade of crimson. The smell of a fresh kill, a disgusting scent. As if this blade has shed so much life..... the lives of humans..... that it has infused into the weapon itself.
He looked into my eyes, and I looked into his. I saw someone in those eyes. I saw a familiar soul, as well as that of a complete stranger. It was like.... I peered into the souls of 2 people residing in one body. The body of the one..... I cared for so much.
I couldn't believe it. No..... I didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to believe that he was fighting with.... THEM. That he was on their side. They who have caused so much suffering and grief in this Kingdom! Why does he fight with them?
It was then that I finally stood up.
"Why? Why are you in with the Kileski?? Why" I asked.
He didn't answer.
"Why? Why?"
"Because of you. Because I want to."
I fell silent. Motionless. A rage of ideas, memories and nightmares assaulted my mind. I was shocked. I fell to my knees. My body felt so weak at the instant he said those words. My body felt numb. I couldn't move, much less breath.
"My God...? I...? Because I..." I thought to myself.
I didn't want to remember it!! I wanted to erase it from my mind, but I couldn't!! It pained me so much the first time, and it contnues to.
"I know you know. Don't deny it." He said. Coldly.
I tried to reach for him, but he just slapped my hand away. The pain. Yet.... I felt like I deserved that. He looked at me with stern expression, one of anger and indifference. He looked away again. I held my hand close to me. I looked back at his face.... and cried. I couldn't stop and I didn't want to. He looked at the river of tears that went down my dirtied face. Still he said or did nothing. Then..... he giddyapped his horse.
He began to ride away, leaving my pathetic being sobbing on the forest floor. I just stared at him with a blank expression. I couldn't react. I was just there.... looking at him..... riding away into the green.
That day on the fort, the day would never forget, the day I....left him to die in the arms of Claire, continues to haunt me every single goddamn day of my life. It continues to eat me inside out.... piece by piece.... pathetic morsel by pathetic morsel.... to this day. I never forgave myself since then. But now, as I watch him ride away, I felt like I was being eaten away ever more faster.
Ever more cruel.
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My selfishness..... my pride..... all these things I harbored within myself.... they were my undoing. I cared not for others but for myself. I blamed others for mistakes that even I obviously made. I surrounded myself in a cloud of perfection. I loved myself too much. I wanted it all for myself. Eveything. I was like that even before I ever knew I was, but I never cared to notice. I was spoiled, I admit.
But these things.... all these things began to disappear as soon as I met him that fateful day..... in Carona.
Nearly 3 years ago, I was stripped of my title as princess of East Heaven Kingdom, the most powerful kingdom on the planet. And of all people, my sister! Yes, it was Maya. I've always known that she was a snotty self-righteous bitch, but she stooped so low as have my title removed! She even chased me out of the castle with pumpkins! Ugh, I hate pumpkins, DANGIT! I swore she'd be SSOOO dead when I get back at her!
That was when I decided to find "it". The most powerful objects on Earth. The power to grant all dreams and wishes. Devices made by the long lost race of the Aeons. A.... [Relic]!
So I left the castle that day, in the midst of embarassment and anger. but for 2 years after that.... nothing. Nill. Zilch. I was out leads and had nothing but bad luck. I decided to place my bet on the place to have a relic.
The city of Carona, on an island in the great sea. I heard a rumor that there was a relic there, so I decided to finally go there and check it out. There I met Klause, an archeologist, and his family who were also after the [Relic]. It was also there that I met..... "Him".
Rue was his name. A young, white haired boy from the north. He said he had come for the [Relic] as well. But there was something different about him. During our investigations, he never even once bothered to take any riches we found. He never tried dirty tricks even when the time called for it. He even helped people who were our rivals for the Relic! His honesty was unreal. I never believed anyone was that much of a goodie-twoshoes. But he was. He said that he wasn't after the [Relic] for money or power. He said it was for something else. He said that he just wanted to use it once, then we could do whatever the hell we wanted with it.
The truth was..... I was planning to take the [Relic] all for myself. I wanted it all again. That part of me never ceases to take advantage of the situation. My selfishness once again brought me to my own dream. A world of me, myself and I. A world of ONLY me, myself and I. Nothing mattered but me. It was all about me. Klause wanted it for scientific research, but I didn't care. Bell and Duke, 2 of our rivals, wanted it to pay off their debts, but I didn't care. As for Rue, whatever reason he had, I still didn't care. Until.... I finally found out why he wanted it so badly, why he'd even die just to make that one.... precious wish.
Her name was Claire. Rue said that one day, out of the blue, he woke up without knowing who he was or where he was. He had no memories of his past. He was a lone figure who walked the earth like a zombie, without a purpose in life. It was in that time that Claire found him. That time Rue was in total desperation. After finding him, Claire became his guiding light. With her, he found a purpose for living. A purpose for existing. For 2 years after that he lived peacefully with her in her home in the frozen north, staying ever by her side. That is.... until one night. On that cold night, a creature appeared and scared the animals in the barn. Rue said he went out to check, and much to his horror, a large man-like creature with a huge arm stood expressionless before him. Without hesitating, he fought the creature, but to no avail. Claire then came out to try and pacify the creature. And with one vile swing that seemed like eternity, while she looked at the injured Rue, everything he ever lived for simply disappeared.....
I began to think a lot that night after hearing his story. I never guessed why he wanted the [Relic] so badly. As the revelations sank into me, It stirred up the emotions in my heart that the people who knew me never thought I had. Feelings I've never felt before. Pity, awe, sympathy, you name it. I didn't know how to react. Perhaps.... perhaps because I never knew how it felt like. How it felt like to love someone, and have him/her love you back. How it felt like to be lost and helpless in a world so foreign to you. How it felt like to have paradise in the palm of your hands..... and to let it slip away into time like sand between your fingers.
I wanted to change myself. No longer did I felt content to serve myself and only myself. I wanted to help him. To help him get Claire back. Power and riches no longer held my interest. It was now human life I was interested in. I realized which one was more important, from a man a barely knew. He taught me what happiness really is, and I wanted to find it for myself. And for that matter, I wanted to be by his side. Yes.... from that moment on.... I loved him.
We reached the end of our journey a few days later. Flying above the town lay the fortress of Valen, the creator of the [Relic], where it also resides. We took our own separate ways into the fortress. Once I reached the top, as the fort began to collapse, he appeared with and unconcious girl on his shoulder. It was Claire.
He had made his wish. Despite that, he had a frown on his face. He still ahd worry in his heart. He told me that the [Relic] had dissapeared. What he said dashed all my hopes on getting my hands on it but.... I didn't care anymore. I didn't want the [Relic] anymore. All I wanted was to get out of here alive with him.
We ran down to the teleporter with Claire on his back when.... when the unthinkable happened. A huge slab of concrete from the top floor fell upon us. It fell between me and Rue, completely sealing him off. The barrier between life and death was just a few feet, but to me.... it seemed like endless miles. There he stood helpless, a bare distance away from me, a bare distance that separated my joy from his, a bare distance from the new life a found.
I thought that there was nothing I could do. I stood there, helpless, in complete and utter shock. But Rue... he wasn't about to give up. He took out his Arc Edge, and began pounding furiously and desperately on the wreck. He struck and struck with all his might, but still nothing happened. He dropped his weapon and began clawing through it. Still it didn't work. Still he continued on.
But as for me.... I just stood there. I stood there.... looking at him. Panic, confusion, and fear gripped my bones. Until that day all I ever cared about was myself. He taught me how to care for others, but my former self began to take me back. A cocktail of emotions swirled in my head as my 2 selves fought constantly for the one choice I could make at the moment in my life where that choice would be the turning point in my life. The irony of it all is that.... it only took a few seconds for one of them to be the victor.
I ran. I looked at him and before I knew it, the distance between us became greater and greater. The soul was willing, but the body and mind was not. I wanted to stay and help him, but my.... my "old" self prevailed. I ran towards the next elevator.... and got on as the top came crumbling down. As I descended, I looked at his face one last time. The moment I peered into his soul, it had changed forever. Disbelief, sadness and.... hatred was sketched across. And that face, the face that would haunt me for the rest of my life, was etched into my mind as I descended into the elevator shaft. Into the darkness. The darkness of my very own heart.
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Its my first attempt to write in the perspective of a lady, and being a man that's harder than it seems. Just forgive my first attempt, will ya? (-_-);
Next Chapter will be up in a while, also for Desperately Wanting I'll put up no. 5 when I can actually finish it!