Whoa...reviews...didn't expect so many positive ones...and so many threatening ones...
Anyway, there's not much else to say but...thanks! Wow. And did I mention that this story is going to get a lot darker?
And to address all of Rosa-Aquafire's questions: Yes, I made up demon script. It's essentially coding English, but in a way so you can speak it (sort of). This'll be the last time I'll be using it, so I'm not going to post a translation key. If you're desperate or obsessed (because I don't translate everything), I'm sure you can do this yourself.
No, it's not a Hawk/Riesz fic. I will now run and hide in my Holyland shelter.
Carlie slowly sunk into the cold, dark sea. She breathed in a lungful of seawater and exhaled, feeling oddly disconnected.
=Over there,= several voices said.
Carlie winced at hearing those whispery voices. At first she had been unable to keep them quiet, and with the powers these spirits had given her she had seen Hawk and Riesz try to kill themselves. But then they had backed off, allowing her more freedom.
It still bothered her, hearing so many voices tell her hundreds of different things, but she realized that they all wanted one thing: revenge. Revenge for wrongs, revenge for rights, revenge for goods and bad, but they all wanted payback for their deaths.
"Is that all there is to this world?" she asked. "Death and revenge?"
=Yes,= they had all said so loudly that Carlie had nearly passed out from pain. =That's it.=
"But what's the point of living if you only want to kill?"
=None. No point.=
Carlie felt her small feet touch the ocean floor, sending up clouds of dark sand. She made her way through the black water, and she smiled when her hands touched something very cold.
Soaring several storeys above her was the Mana Stone of Darkness. There was a large crack in the hewn side, showing where the Godbeast had escaped. It loomed like a shadow of eternal darkness set in black ink, but Carlie's eyes could see it as clear as day.
The elf-girl gripped an edge of the stone, feeling its rough texture. The Mana Stone hummed at the touch, and began to glow as Carlie examined its surface.
"Is it powerful?" asked Carlie.
=She sealed me in that for centuries,= growled the voice of shadow, chilling Carlie to the bone.
=It is the last remaining testament of my time,= said a female voice, much sweeter but just as cold.
"No, this is," said Carlie, and she drew the gleaming Sword of Mana.
=Do it,= the voices chanted at once.
=They'll never feel the pain,= a piercing and icy voice laughed, her sound resembling a cat's claws on slate.
=This is a gift compared to what we got,= murmured the voice of red fire and smoke.
=And it will end all suffering,= finished the glowing voice that shone green light into her vision.
Carlie pointed the Sword at the Stone.
Neme Rvumi!
O en vji Fubyiry xju lsievib au'!
O en vji Fubdievr xju kotib xovjom au'!
O en vji Rqosovr xju f'esbib au'!
O en vji Rusririry, vji Xopesb, vji Lkisol xju r'nyumr au'!
With a roar the light from the Mana Stone began to pulse, as though it had become a living thing that now awaited Carlie's orders.
Carlie took a breath, then yelled:
Sori! Vji Rjurim Umi lekyr gus au'!
There was an ominous rumble, and with a jerk the Mana Stone of Darkness pulled away from the sea bottom.
Carlie slammed the end of the Sword on the floor, and she too began to rise.
Vjor or em elv ug nisra, emb ev xoky omb vjor reb "Iesvj r'gyisomf.
Mana Stone!
I am the Goddess who created you!
I am the Godbeast that lived within you!
I am the Spirits who guarded you!
I am the Sorceress, the Wizard, the Cleric who summons you!
Rise! The Chosen One calls for you!
Anyway, there's not much else to say but...thanks! Wow. And did I mention that this story is going to get a lot darker?
And to address all of Rosa-Aquafire's questions: Yes, I made up demon script. It's essentially coding English, but in a way so you can speak it (sort of). This'll be the last time I'll be using it, so I'm not going to post a translation key. If you're desperate or obsessed (because I don't translate everything), I'm sure you can do this yourself.
No, it's not a Hawk/Riesz fic. I will now run and hide in my Holyland shelter.
Carlie slowly sunk into the cold, dark sea. She breathed in a lungful of seawater and exhaled, feeling oddly disconnected.
=Over there,= several voices said.
Carlie winced at hearing those whispery voices. At first she had been unable to keep them quiet, and with the powers these spirits had given her she had seen Hawk and Riesz try to kill themselves. But then they had backed off, allowing her more freedom.
It still bothered her, hearing so many voices tell her hundreds of different things, but she realized that they all wanted one thing: revenge. Revenge for wrongs, revenge for rights, revenge for goods and bad, but they all wanted payback for their deaths.
"Is that all there is to this world?" she asked. "Death and revenge?"
=Yes,= they had all said so loudly that Carlie had nearly passed out from pain. =That's it.=
"But what's the point of living if you only want to kill?"
=None. No point.=
Carlie felt her small feet touch the ocean floor, sending up clouds of dark sand. She made her way through the black water, and she smiled when her hands touched something very cold.
Soaring several storeys above her was the Mana Stone of Darkness. There was a large crack in the hewn side, showing where the Godbeast had escaped. It loomed like a shadow of eternal darkness set in black ink, but Carlie's eyes could see it as clear as day.
The elf-girl gripped an edge of the stone, feeling its rough texture. The Mana Stone hummed at the touch, and began to glow as Carlie examined its surface.
"Is it powerful?" asked Carlie.
=She sealed me in that for centuries,= growled the voice of shadow, chilling Carlie to the bone.
=It is the last remaining testament of my time,= said a female voice, much sweeter but just as cold.
"No, this is," said Carlie, and she drew the gleaming Sword of Mana.
=Do it,= the voices chanted at once.
=They'll never feel the pain,= a piercing and icy voice laughed, her sound resembling a cat's claws on slate.
=This is a gift compared to what we got,= murmured the voice of red fire and smoke.
=And it will end all suffering,= finished the glowing voice that shone green light into her vision.
Carlie pointed the Sword at the Stone.
Neme Rvumi!
O en vji Fubyiry xju lsievib au'!
O en vji Fubdievr xju kotib xovjom au'!
O en vji Rqosovr xju f'esbib au'!
O en vji Rusririry, vji Xopesb, vji Lkisol xju r'nyumr au'!
With a roar the light from the Mana Stone began to pulse, as though it had become a living thing that now awaited Carlie's orders.
Carlie took a breath, then yelled:
Sori! Vji Rjurim Umi lekyr gus au'!
There was an ominous rumble, and with a jerk the Mana Stone of Darkness pulled away from the sea bottom.
Carlie slammed the end of the Sword on the floor, and she too began to rise.
Vjor or em elv ug nisra, emb ev xoky omb vjor reb "Iesvj r'gyisomf.
Mana Stone!
I am the Goddess who created you!
I am the Godbeast that lived within you!
I am the Spirits who guarded you!
I am the Sorceress, the Wizard, the Cleric who summons you!
Rise! The Chosen One calls for you!