Return from Limbo
Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Yu-Gi-Oh! ZEXAL series.
Summary:
Nasch is a valiant soul fighting for the collective dream of the condemned.
A soul responsible for protecting other souls. The million phantom flood in the swirling location called Chaos. In Barian World. Their eternal soul asylum.
Quick! Warriors of the Crimson World, unite behind your king!
Nasch. The one who leads. The Seventh One!
Ruling with silent honour, the ark knight. The dark knight, who'd vanquish those who'd bomb their dream.
Aboard fallen lands' ark, his voiceless subjects. The army he got killed, lost to his age-old foe. The shark swimming among them, eager for another opportunity. Clacking its jaws. A third, a fourth, a fifth, a sixth opportunity. The opportunity to drop the sword on him again.
Giants tearing through the seas. Nephilim, warring with gods and monsters as their pawns.
Vector.
United, they are his purpose. The steady hand that guides his and the Emperors' Barian's Chaos Draws.
United, the Seven Emperors. Names and destinies, cursed stars in the North sky.
They return from Limbo. Ascend, to show the legacy of the valiant.
Appellations, pride, rivalry, and fealty. Revenge, emotions, and friendship.
He throws them away. Launches them into the ocean, where his humanity is washed under.
Fully armoured in sinking pain.
How he must revise himself. From leviathan. From drake. From roaring waterfall god.
His drowned memories resurface out of the maze of myth. Out of legendary depths. Bubbling up and breaching, sad glory out of the abyss.
Merag. Her crystal tears. Her mournful irises.
The Barian Emblem dangling off his neck. Hope emblazoned on his chest.
Say something!
Yuma.
A life lived and forgotten.
A body usurped and a life forsaken.
Dark Soul Over.