Valkyries Eternity

by Gaian Knight

Volume III of the Voluspa Saga

9. Act VIII

Oh My Goddess! - Valkyrie's Eternity

Volume III

Act VIII

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-One reverent evening upon a shoreline-

He had begotten a lack of understanding, after all this time, of the things he saddled himself with. Even if per his own gross actions. This as a still self professed knight, above all other titles, just gazed out over at the Pacific Ocean before him, on the shoreline of the same beach, he remembered those wonderful memories of. The beach party that the entirety of the Morisato clan, at that time, smaller in number, no less rowdy, or cherished, attended to all joy of hearts, and sun caressed (or baked) skin. This before the past events that should have traumatized, yet rather, made a Clan ever stronger.

And now another, off of several other events, that all seemed to transpire to an end, that caused Imladris to hold in his right hand, looking at the glowing orb of blue-gold, to eye over, of his consequence, of an act that Celestine himself hath been punished for prior. Now, the spell imposed result, of an act that Imladris had no other choice in conducting.

Imladris just sighed, seeing of the Intracellic code orb, within a wing festooned symbol of a mini Almighty Staff, the same of the symbol of the Great Tree of Yggdrasil, floating within the spell orb that represented the Contract that held an entire family together, off of the love of two iconic souls that he hath pledged far more than life of his own, to defend. The spell orb, was nothing less than what it was. The same of the rotating code strings, of Almighty himself, orbited further, by those whom he called Bound, unto. The icy spell fringes, literally frosting from this extra code ring.

All this, a more than indelible symbol, of a final act of acceptance.

Consequence...

...hope...

He just sighed, as the light of evening, off the eastern sea, drew close enough to formal night, prior all such, was as muted, as his own wary heart.

And he sighed again... and a third...

"What have I done."

Memory plied, like a faucet, being squeezed of all fluid contents. Such they flowed as such...

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Just plain dark and stormy prior.

(Whether day or night. Ya know.)

*Sounds of someone being choked.*

Mist just watches on, the same of her bemused Code-sisters. "At least she's consistent." ...as a Lindful grasp of a knightly neck, seems to put even nigh immortality, at risk of a lethal result!

Even the 'new' goddess watching, just blinks. "- Perhaps I erred in foretelling. -" ...such as Lind just accuses. "How dare you have a hidden relationship, out of mind, behind my own back!"

Imlade just keeps gurgling, no amount of further allowed out, as Belldandy watching of a tilt to her head, just quips. "I wonder if I have any of that code, within me now." ...such is Keiichi's stabbed look over!

Finally, Jora just calls out... "Don't think tha bloke needs to die again today Sister!" ...such Lind looks over, and promptly dumps Imlade down below sight. (Such is his manic stab for breath, all akin from.) Imladris then eyes over, through his blurry vision, at the sight of... "So... *cak* ...is this be why... *gurff* ...my mind finds familiarity of... WAIT! ACK! NOT AGAIN LIND!"

Lind just looks down with a HUFF, before looking over at the celestial vision watching with amusement. Such is her level tone... "And just whom be you anyway?" ...such the all but akin clone of Eihwa just quips back... "- Should I be so forward? Or maybe there are those here besides our mutual Tyr, that knows of I better. -"

"But this so much fun to watch of mystery." Thor just suddenly quips, Sifa in turn rolling her eyes. "It's not helping Lord Tyr's problem here."

"It's still Imladris ya know." Immy just blurts back, and gets bonked in the head, by a Sifa sponsored light orb, (aka, like a rock. Same effect. Ouch.)

"Svahn." ...Frode quips out, getting his own eyed over mate, in reaction. Ishara however just accents, looking back. "The First Valkyrie of the Order."

Lind (heck everyone else with 'Valkyrie' in their earned title,) all react as they dang well should! And Svahn in turn, just makes a cute bow in turn, to them all. "- Of presence and grace of the Order. -"

Keiichi for one, of a raised hand... "Um... explain? First?" ...which Frode in turn, speaks of nothing less than reverence. "She... is... the progenitor of all other Valkyries of the Order. She... yes... she was... is... the first goddess chosen, when Tyr created the entirety of the Twin Orders."

Tyr... Imlade... just hates being stared at, as he sits listening, such Lind looks from her father, to this Svahn. Ishara looks at both in the same vein, as Thor takes up... "By far, the oldest General that... HEY! ACK!" ...such Svahn just SHOOTS over at... "- Just because my essence belies the Ages, does NOT mean you can call a goddess OLD! -" ...such Sifa in turn just accents, arms folded and all... "He never had the sense of a proper god." ...which irks Thor.

"Does any ever?" ...comes from an unexpected source, as Imlade makes light of himself as well. Lind just chuckles... "Such we are learning." ...before Thor snaps back... "Then do ye want to tell what we know, or rather we?" ...such directed, that Svahn just smiles in turn. "- Such would be a telling that would impose disbelief, on one honored mortal amongst us. -" ...such Keiichi just blinks of focus. However he replies in turn. "Ah, I am guessing that gold dude, in a previous form, I guess, was the one that chose you to head the Valkyries, when they all began? Yeah, a stretch for me."

Svahn just smiles further, as Belldandy accents of a crown of an amazed eye... "But such would mean, given how ageless we are within Heaven, that your own existence is almost beyond reproach of a belied age, that would hold both true disbelief for even us goddesses to accept. Nevermind such, all such would reside of a beginning that 'does' have a line towards, for us all here. Save my Beloved Keiichi, though such would attest unto him as well."

Such words, for those around to wrap their encoded minds of, accent back as Keiichi just flat out says, to a awe struck face. "That makes it all sound like this Order was around for millions... even billions of years... or... whatever amounts to such in Heaven. But that... that means..."

"- A timeless Being that walks amongst such, endless and everlasting, such I hail a Beginning from, as far as the Twin Orders are concerned. -" ...a 'well' matured goddess serenades back in turn.

Imladris just bares through his teeth, trying not to faint at an obvious prospect, as he clenches at the grass beneath him. "Just how OLD am I anyway? I HAVE to ask of such then!"

Svahn just looks over, relatively longingly, of a version that is quite removed in sensation. "- Ye are only at your current age begotten of this current life. Tyr as you are now, is only your current living age. Of the one I remember, of your 'same' facade of both memory, and current eye, had several lifetimes, all separated from each other of centuries. Each lifetime, literal Ages in the breathed life, between each Sacrifice. Such a cause of my current condition. -" ...the explanation more than chilling Imladris beyond measure. (Hardly just him either.)

Thor just pipes up, despite the sensitive nature of the converse. "Pardon My Lady Valkyrie Svahn, but... I was understood of ye as the beginning of the Order, both by status and station. But you talk in a fashion that belies past my own existence of Heaven." ...Sifa in addition gawking... "And mine!"

Svahn just cocks her ghostly haloed head. "- It is, and ever remains. You know of me, due to my experiences with the 'last' version of Tyr, that you 'both' know of his demise, from hence. -" ...such Thor and Frode wince badly at. Sifa and Ishara just feel such a chill from their respective links, all the while Tyr-Imlade just gulps. The ghostly goddess just nods, noting enough. "- I however hail, from a time that remains timeless. The definition is 'supposed' to lose all meaning, to those that live in the moment. Such you are all gifted of, and I live as a curse all the same, for living with what I have endured, through the Acts of our 'mutual' Lord Tyr suffered. -"

The next question, scared Lind to nigh death... "How many times, did I die?" ...Imladris asks uneasily. Svahn just sighs and only answers, without losing what is left of her very real sanity. "- More than can be counted, without tears here killing all joy. Such even a sacrifice a Valkyrie is not easy in conduction, has your War with the Seer, lasted. The first reason the Orders were created, was Voluspa. Further understanding of this matter, belies my own understanding, to where only Lord Almighty can properly attest. -"

Blood and code, all go cold. None move, even in fear of a possible obvious of current measure, as Svahn continues of ghostly chime. "- However, I hath said, that there were Ages in between these Acts. Even I, as long as I have existed, have not an easy count, of the days and years, of existence, that Tyr lived, verses the ones lacking. Such his life, was of many centuries, that many saw his tutelage of. Such as many here in witness. Such were his facets of existence, for everyday, that I know of him. -" ...which gave more ease of minds, and two sets of smiles, upon Thor and Frode alike.

More added with... "Well I do like living like this." Imlade, sitting on his butt, just bobs his head in commenting. The laughter around, was needed. Especially of one closest in heart.

Svahn then regales in the next, swooning around the others, her mere approach, a stark awe that 'filled' each Valkyrie, and further of a Blue Wing, gods around inclusive, Generals that all listened, and heeded a part of their own forgotten history, and then unto two, that was a part of her final plan.

Words amongst, as Svahn stood all but still, floating as the vision she is... "- Yes, I Began, of time before Lady Frigurina hath formatted the current optimum ways of the goddesses, during the early days where Hild Fell. Aye, I know well of those days. A time where Hild enforced an act that nearly set the Pillars against each other, of Wars blood spattered ways. Such was prevented, by one here, that seeked to protect Family, with method of honor and determination, such all could find Courage by, and find strength to conduct to the Lower Planes. More than one format was used, though I represent the obvious for all of the Order here to learn of. War Division. War Section. The Vakil. Valkyries. The Orders of the Twin Blades of Heaven. They all represent the same, as do I.

I was chosen, as the First Valkyrie, of qualities all of the Order know of encoded heart. HARDER! FASTER! SMARTER! For whatever else is simpler, as the 'first' teaching, I begotten, all but moments after I was formatted, and chosen by Tyr, in 'the' beginning. Such has echoed through the Halls and Fields, when the Orders were structured, filled with the honored fallen, and the risen encoded, as the Vakil and Valkyries were imposed, with all due respect attended.

I witnessed the formation of the Divisions, then entire Hosts, this as the overseer as the first General earned, that learned that Seals were for the unprepared, for the responsibility that enraptures endless Lessons by. I found my vein of Joy, as Spar with Tyr, were directed for the entirety of the Orders to find equal Joy in. Indeed it was I that infused this, to ensure that when Duty became more than the norm, there was no Fear, that would have found Cost, in any Innocent. Such was initially, the recklessness of Nidhog, when... well, that truth of Tyr, is not for here. -"

It was no happenstance, that not even Keiichi, was spared from seeing the memories Svahn imparted, as she spoke. All as clear to their very minds, as if living each day that passed for the First Valkyrie. Sights that Valkyries know by heart, are overlain by antiquity beyond recognition. There had to be imagination overlain, since mere acceptance of the mind, didn't have enough time to digest all that was being seen, from the offered mind of the First Valkyrie. The 'last' of the memory, makes Imladris rather fearful... "No... that much cannot be."

A GOOD bonk to the head from Svahn, suddenly stops that train of thought, memory alike, as the ghostly goddess just dryly quips. "- I sayeth Nay to 'that' Truth yet, my love. -" ...such Imlade just plops, knocked out cold for a moment, as minds digest everything. Keiichi just gleeps out, from all that information. "I feel young." ...a good hand taken from Belldandy, whom in honest turn... "You are not alone there then, Dear."

The next voice, was full of fear of losing a loved one, to another. "Does that mean, I cannot compete here?" ...Lind starts, before eye of three others of her family, draw an equal worry. Svahn just sighs, her roundabout progress halted back whence she started her mini-jaunt from, the emotionalism not remised. The same in her response. "- Nay... it is I now, that cannot. -"

Imladris is regaining cognitive function again, (nevermind the others of Valk mode, regaining their senses from what was imparted,) when Svahn just offers... "- For even I now, there is a first. One where you take my place. -"

Lind blinks, as Imladris sits back up, rubbing his dented melon (more than just fancy,) as the First Valkyrie just turns her tone unto a more jealous vein. Such the white in ghostly warrior, just levels in. "- Such I am 'not' happy about. -"

"Ut oh." Sifa quips, knowing a jealous tone well. (Three other Generals listening, hath a history of such, of their mutual time in Thor's company.) Lind just cocks her own eyes... "You mean to say, you are jealous, of my love for Beloved?"

"- Ye hath 'no' idea. -"

"Didn't we just go through this?" Keiichi blurts, remembering the whole Edge deal, of recent note. Such comes back, of a tone dead right at Lind, comes back from... "- Ye hath, what I want. -"

"I. Beg. Your. Pardon." ...Lind levels back, hence something utterly anew, somewhat, spikes the very air. Senses are soaked with it. One bloke the focus of it all, just warbles from his hind backside... "S... sa... say what?"

Svahn just smirks, and then pirouettes around, and promptly floats back to the stone she started all this from, and then 'pulls' a missing artifact, out from within it, as if from a container. One eyes immediately recognize. Such Svahn just looks back sidelong, at the others, as she floats, lifting the weapon for all to see... "- Familiar, would be this weapon? -"

"Morphemic!" ...comes from all, save Keiichi! The lad in turn, to accent... "Gold dude's sword!" ...such Imlade starts at first... "So that is where..." ...and OUTRIGHT interrupted by Lind in turn... "You stole it!" ...ala Svahn in coy turn, as she turns about, and cradles the infamous weapon, in her arms, like a cherished trinket. "- Hath not I, the offend that left it bereft to become my prize here. -"

Imlade, the next feeling he feels, leaves him with NO feeling at all, when Thor ZIPS over, and SMACKS his former pupil in the head! "WHAT did I tell you about not losing track of your weapon!" ...hence he's comically out cold again, for another moment. Such gives time for Lind to snarl in. "What makes you, of the right to behold the weapon that helped fell Caceroth?"

Svahn smirks, seeing the love and loyalty are well placed, just plies her actress mode, in leaning towards Lind, ever so slightly, yet noticeably. "- Behold? I only have hold of a Trophy. After all, you that holds his Heart above my own, leaves me with only trinkets to hold memory unto by. How 'else' can I hold his heart as my own then? -"

A Belldandy best then immediately plies in, unintendedly interrupting an orchestration, as she floats forth, her own jumpsuit lengths fluttering of her Norn wake. "Such would be a false act, of a goddess part. Even for a Valkyrie, you stand to find your act, in violation of your own heart. Such would be a mistake, to not find well of wisdom upon."

Aye, a few unnerved jitters, (Keiichi: "Wow.") as a Norn voice most imposing, just makes even Svahn looks remorseful. This as Imlade starts to return his senses (again,) Svahn however just eyes Belldandy in return. "- Oh? Perhaps my heart should settle on your Blue Wing there, given his heart is as full of honor as such to attach Love unto. -" ...which got such a level stare back in turn, from the Norn. Keiichi however blurts out, arms waving like anime mad! "AHH! I'm with Belldandy! Ring and all even! Not even thinking otherwise here, Lady!" ...which got a good blush all around, the profession was well and truthful.

Svahn appreciated the inference, Belldandy's blush more than ample to attest. Lind in turn just stabs a retort back. "Do you intend to antagonize here, goddess? My own heart is spoken for, by Confession without fail!"

Imlade swears he feels (somehow,) his own facial flush, as Svahn just smirks back, ever hauntingly, on more than one level. "- If so, then why not claim him as your own? The same I Claim Morphemic here, without fail! -"

Lind was well and truly riled now, Jora about to interject, though her about to attempt to initiate even the thought of this, is interceded by a quick abstaining 'thought' retort from Frode, one she 'and' Ishara look at! All this just prior to Lind flat out leveling back, of another traded verbal volley. "Then we are at an impasse for words here."

"- Indeed. -" ...returned, the word 'well' measured. Her 'Trophy' phased within her unseen folds of garb. The inference was obvious now.

Of another witnessing part, Tsuyana of the watching gallery (all they dare do,) just holds a quickly begotten Spaffa orb, held like a camcorder, and quips. "This could be really good, or really bad."

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"You're all gonna let this all happen?" ...a Takano-esc chord, stabs out, as a nigh teenage format Hild alone just smirks at. "Oh we are. For more than one reason."

"Even if it is all an act." ...a strangely coy tone plies next, such eyes look at Isa, whom just pets at Celestine's canine format, below her floating form, just 'above' the Temple steps. Such the youthful in youth Frigurina just sighs. "Even I know what you are plying at. I am wary to ask of why here."

Isa just sighs. Nearby, two daughters hearing, just shiver when in turn, Isa remarks. "Everything that has a beginning, has an end. Everything."

When even Hild shivers facially at that, it's certain none present, of the Morisato clan here, don't feel something abstract, of everything being witnessed. Keima however just quips, a good bit confused. "Isn't that a quote from that one weird movie? One that seems to fit this place well, I may add."

Almighty just laughs well and good, at the inference, such Hild in turn, with quite a few eyes noting, remarks in a tone that is hardly demonically vectored. "It fits, because there comes a time, a story 'must' end. But to setup all such, all the pawns need be positioned. All the aspects controlled as proper as one can. The Will steeled where even She can't combat against. All such things, are as not complete yet."

"Not all of the Days, have passed." ...a High of High tone speaks, which Hild 'did not' have of thought. Frigurina just looks over... "Love?" ...before Almighty just smirks of his youthful format, more than glad he can 'feel' such a vector, unto his Eternal soul. "Nay nay. Such would take away from the story here. One where I only watch, with the rest of ye. It all must come to pass, before Nuptials are completed. As such a part of the Plan."

"Aggravating." ...Hild just grinds, again hating and loving, the Aspect that created even Her.

Course it's all interrupted by... "Oh dear Nephew..." Frig blinks, in 'seeing'. "...bad move." ...such before the next act commences, Takano pipes up. "Might an well do all dat, on a full tummy. Anyone?" ...as a lot of cheer calls for snacks, ply a more enlightened mood of air.

The rest, was of a scene that memory would paint a canvas of...

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Morgan watched another couple attempt again... she tried again...

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She was correct, in her corruption.

Her Will was succeeding...

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*One terse scene, once more.*

"Excuse moi!" ...Imlade just balks at!

By now, two nigh powerful Valkyries, the ages of beauty belying them both, were just glaring at each other. Such that the one 'between' them, just tries to defuse it all... "May I simply ask in return of my weapon of arm here? Nevermind all that of I..."

...such in turn... "- Mind your place, naïve! -" ... Ala 'both' Valks, in simult! Such that Imlade just looks like he got hit in the head again, such he turns around blankly, muttering out... "I make my Prayers... I eat right... I do my duty to Existence and Galaxy... I... I just..." ...as he's led back away, by a bemused, helping Thor. "Ye get used to that, never at that." ...and he's put back amidst the slightly retreating gallery.

"Is Sister going to be okay?" ...Jora 'has' to ask. This in turn, she hears chuckles from three Generals listening, such heads turn to hear Hirund of note... "I sense something else." ...such Rend looks over. "You as well? Huh." ...which Phosus just blinks over. "What does 'that' mean?"

"Not as attune." ...Mist injects, though the angst looks she gets from the Gold Wings onlooking, just hear... "She hasn't long left." ...Hirund 'seeing' more than well enough. Thor nods, folding his arms, as Imlade regains his composure, again, the War Master commenting. "She's been holding on, for this moment, for so long. Perhaps too long."

"Just for this moment?" Frode comments back, as Lind and Svahn look on, with their own vein of a locked Kensai, in action now. Ishara asks over next... "That makes all this, preordained?"

Imladris misses the glance he gets, from Hirund, whom in turn... "Or a change from what once was."

"- Give me him, through you now. -"

"Find another alternative."

Imladris blinks appalled... "They... they can't be..." ...Sifa giggling. "...fighting over you?" ...such Imlade blares a look back! "But after what Edge did a short while... a... ago..." ...he realizes, such Lind hears, and accuses outright. "You and Edge, planned all this."

Svahn just makes a mock look of bent back postured coyness. "- Why, whatever could I gain, from accomplishing that. Other than to ensure the Heart, is of the proper mode. -"

Lind blinks, as Svahn commits to her course of action, as she plucks at her own version of a Valkyrie earring, one as white and ethereal as she. One all too familiar of 'what' such comprises, yet fully activated, such she seethes further. "- Now we find, who here, is proper to Claim Tyr. -"

Lind reacted to that, by quite emotionally yanking her own Valkyrie Axe into the open, of her Diamond Axe version, just as hard looking to the eye, as Lind's eyes were! In turn, Svahn ups the ante, by finally 'activating' her own axe, one that essentially echoes the formal shape all Valkyries Axes comprise, though this version, is of pure white blinding Light! Keiichi sees... "That looks like the stuff from that dragon girl's attack!" ...this Thor nods. "Aye pup, an Axe made of pure, solid Light."

Belldandy however just watches on wordlessly, a more numb version from her Cousin, as Lind just imparts... "Impressive."

"- But not all we can demonstrate unto each other's Eye. -" ...such Svahn eggs on further with. Lind slits her eyes, and then brings out Cool Mint and Spear Mint, the Twins still bringing a good blush, to a Knightly cheek. Svahn however just squints her own eye set encoded, and then counters...

"Wh... wha... what the HECK?" ...Keiichi outright BLURTS, as Svahn's Angel is brought out, of a version that everyone else's eyes, equals Keiichi's aghast voice! Lind even blinks, as Svahn looks over... "- What? Tis my Angel, this is. -" ...as the sight of detail of said angel, ala Keiichi... "But... but... wait... a swan?" ...this as instead of a humanoid version of an Angel, of such Keiichi thought he had been used to, a Swan is in said place! One of the usual angelic cloth, (ghostly here,) and wings as replete as any other Angel incumbent, with disbelieving sight added of a body, neck, and head, are of a swan, of detail instead! The ghostly halo effects the sight equal to the mistress.

It's not only the participants here, that are stunned. This before Sifa just quips out. "Oh aye, the first Angels were not automatically, as they are now. In fact, not all of them are, even still." ...this Keiichi blinks over. "Really?"

Belldandy accents. "Indeed. Though I have witnessed only a few Angels 'not' of akin alike my own Holy Bell..." ..whom appears of example beholden, the usual gentle lay of Angelic hand, of a goddess shoulder to complete beauteous sight by... "...this I believe having to do with the aspects of the Angel Eggs themselves."

This in turn, Glaud-Sepith-Glinor take up for all to heed of expertise... "(x3): All Angel eggs when currently created, have the essence of code instilled to 'obey' upon the soul of the Goddess that ingests each egg. Not all eggs however 'behave' as such, as occasionally, some induce a 'mind of their own', of a difficult explain aspect. They are usually abstained from use, due to uncertainty of stability upon the Goddess that would partake."

"Hmm..." Imladris wonders aloud, as in turn, he beholds Evolution out unto sight, such even Svahn makes a enraptured gasp. Such to accentuate example by... "...could that be off of the original Eggs that Almighty created of Progenitor. Such that were 'weaned' of aspects, as... bad pun... evolution progressed, of their further creations, from the Angel Tree?"

Svahn nods afar, as her Swan soul looks on, as keenly as any Angel partner does... "- When I became one of the first Goddesses to Test of the Aspects of the first nominal Eggs, my own soul decided upon this format, which I felt of complete ease by. I have since come to know, my soul was always beholden to be a Valkyrie, such I found my serenity to grow by, soul and skill alike. -"

Demesus however just cocks an eye... "Forgive me, but a swan (which I get the nomenclature now here of ye,) is unto a Valkyrie, a creature of the soul of Battle's Joy?"

"Got chased up a tree once by one, as a kid." Keiichi, more than understanding, just quips to bemusement all around. He even adds to Belldandy's giggling amusement. "They sure can hurt, when they bite ya on the butt."

Imlade just joshes in, to accent. "At least you didn't get nearly poked in the hind, by a bull, like I nearly did, my First Life." ...which gets some more laughter all around. Imlade even adds... "And then there was that porcupine that chased me. And then that deer. And that black bird that didn't like me much. And those bees into the Yellowstone. Sheesh, First Life was a creature nightmare."

Two Valks, after one soul speaking, just shake their respective heads. Belldandy just cutely inserts... "Then we see where a part of your Wish, was begotten from Cousin." ...which despite said detail, just gains a good smile back unto said Norn, from Immy.

All that however, is suddenly STABBED silent, when Svahn outright attacks Lind, spanning the distance between the two, in less than a blink of an eye, that could get time to blink at all! This as all eyes then see lain, a Axe of Light, lain across of an assault, upon a Diamond version!

Both 'sets' of Angels, are cocked at the battle ready as well, as two Generals just steel it out...

"- Too fine to be caught flatfooted here. -"

"I learned of my tactics, from our mutual charge well." ...this a Knight gets a good elbow from Thor, and Sifa each. This all of a sudden, all around, Belldandy included, a good cheer of the War Section best, just cheer on an obvious spar, with no equal!

Jora for one... "Common Sister! Show her what our Family is made of!"

Of a different vein, from Sifa... "Show the best of what our History is thereof, honored General!" ...this directed at Svahn instead! Imladris stabs a look over at her, as then in turn, Hirund whoops it up with a fist pump to match... "Just who really here, deserves our Godson, without fail!" ...Rend and Mist cheering to fan the flames of Battle's Joy!

Only Keiichi, despite all he's seen and endured, couldn't fully tell from those sets of Valkyrie faces, that 'joy' was the word to apply. So wordless was he, that he just watched, ever the usual spectator. The silent shield around him, via a usual author of his beholden heart, just silently wishes... 'Let this be a cherished memory, for my Cousin. This I plead Father.' ...before Belldandy just cheers all Valkyrie like, as well!

It's added from echoing cheers from the Encampment, far below in the forested glade, of a tone of mood, that didn't seem to meet the eyes of the two Valks staring each other down of!

Of trigger value to set it all forth... "- Come Valkyrie, let's dance. -"

A verily unique dance now takes place. One where all throughout, both sets of Angels are relentlessly present, the same of the swift assaults of both goddesses upon each other! This as a Diamond Axe, swats uncompromisingly unto a Light Axe, the first three parries alone, about ripping the atmosphere asunder!

Which Keiichi alone watching, feels serious unease in noticing. "Should I be in awe, or worry for my lungs here?" ...this no response is returned, as another two 'preparatory' assaults of two Axe sets, looks like they should have shorn the ground they fight upon, into sand! The last of the twin set, has both Valkyries eyeing each other of deep respect for each other.

"I am honored."

"- As am I. -"

The held exchange between the two, sees them both suddenly leap back from each other, before lunging at each other, a second time, for another twin Axe exchange! This before they zip BACK a second time, this time on landing, Svahn suddenly tests another vein, and SHOVES her hands forward! "- : Let the Scalding Fire of Holia, wave a front like the storms of Earth and Air sundering! : -" ...causing a strange sight of a billowing wave of storm like clouds, full of fire, electricity, and wind, all as her Angel literally 'breathes' the latter, all of which combined, have the overlain effect of Light of Holia spell power, flooding the entire spell, a sight truly unique to witness!

Lind is stunned by the sight, the split moment before she manages a barely erected ice shield, that shatters, yet deflects enough of the spell energy, to only toss Lind back, from mainly Holia 'wind' driven effects! Lind manages to catch her stance, rather than falling flat, as her Twins support her, despite a sight on all three, that amazes all others of sight!

"Is... is Sister 'burned'?" Jora looks aghast, as effects of smudges seen upon Lind, are rather of darkened burn marks, are of a version where they are 'white' like a sun-bleached version, of the same effect! Worse, (sorta,) is that they are clearly glowing of Holia spell power!

"Impressive." Lind levels out, trying her danged best to not show her pain, especially unto one that was looking with worry, over all others watching.

Svahn minces no words, and only draws back, as on immediate retaliation of Valkyrie induced anger, Lind throws forth a pose, of her hands level, the same of her Axe of horizontal, the equal same of her mirroring Twins. ": See the angry storm of Ice, the wrath of pain of Cold, the Ire of seethe of Winter, whom holds my Anger! :" ...such Imladris sure is amazed of Lind's empowered spell retort, of an out of the blue winter STORM that appears around Svahn so fast, it reminds him of that one moment he literally first entered Lind's Room in Heaven! This as a literal Sphere of Ice empowered Wrath, just assaults around the first Valkyrie, of a dreadful fury!

It all is as lethally severe to see, in those short few seconds to endure, before a literally -burst- of Holia energon, rips the spell apart, to a sight of a freezer burned First Valkyrie, Mistress and Angel alike!

And another stare traded between, such they then hear...

"Impressive..." ...which blushes 'both' Valks, as the others eye weirdly, at Imladris's amazed explanation of... "Advanced spell power of melded Holia-Elemental energon, verses nearly unclassifiable Winter with no other natural apex. Their power is akin to the Lower Council without fail." ...this before Thor interjects, with a bemused tone on looking over. "There's a tone not heard as such, in forever."

Imladris doesn't even have time to react to that, before Lind just snaps forth... "Let me demonstrate further!" ...and such Lind outright attacks, Svahn outright split assaults towards Lind as well, then next thirty really hard to track combat motions upon each other, difficult to witness!

Before minds can register this further, the two rupture back apart, and Svahn just clarifies to no fail... "- Enough preparation! -" ...of such Lind acknowledges by ERUPTING at Svahn with complete battle to expound in hand!

Somewhere after the lost count of the second combat exchange between the two, (the first exchange was that fast,) Jora just blares out... "Okay, I need to evolve further now! I lost track!"

Another higher Council voice, just quips... "Only here do we find such lacking, not of an ill." ...Frode quips, Rend adding. "I think only 'one' of us here, had better be keeping track." ...such Imladris feels another elbow from Sifa again. Ishara just remarks of her barely following vein. "To think thus borne of myself, would find one of loved normalcy of the Division, and another exceeding even the highest of the Order, to both be proud of."

"I just feel numb." ...Keiichi admits, as the chuckles around, sees Belldandy barely keeping up as well, this she looks over and finds a Cousin's sight, following better. It 'was' the one time she smiled, for a silent admission of lacking, verses another that 'was' enraptured of a sight, that already had entered the seventy-sixth Spar exchange! (AYE, it was THAT fast in all conduction, in those few moments!) Such that to ensure of focus, most facial warming to ensure, the ninety-third exchange a few seconds later, ends with both Valks finally bounding away from each other, both essentially landing 'back' from where they mutually started!

"Back away from my piece of Meat."

"- Make me, child of the Axe before me! -"

"H.. hey!" Imlade just bares teeth at, and in due comical turn... "- Quiet ye Trophy! -" ... "Mind your place indeed!"

The snickers at Imladris's expense, are not meek.

The two Generals then keep their endless stare. And then their next motion, BLASTS them both into the sky, keeping furious pace of each other! Such that Imladris just blares out! "Whoa! Wait a tic!' ...and shoots off into the sky to give witness to the chase!

Such he is the only one to do so. The rest, not even Sifa or Thor, bother to do the same. Such that Ishara just looks at Frode... "I guess we let go in a fashion, after all." ...this a Judicator just chuckle shakes his melon. Jora just gives a lay, off kilter look. "I guess I should be jealous huh." ...as Thurd floats over, the Valk giving her equal number a good friendly lean upon. Jora looks over, and hears... "Of Lind?" ...and in turn rather... "Nay, of keeping up with Sister. What after so long supporting her, and then all evolves unto this."

"You'll find your own heart, someday." ...a mindful tone comes out, from Sifa. Jora notes this, and nods back simply.

And then, cause one bloke just felt lost to do much else. "Anyone for Smores?" Keiichi warbles out weirdly. Such that he gets a good cheer from all around, Soliana added... "Commendation for the Blue Wing!" ...this Belldandy just hugs in. "A wonderful idea Dear." ...hence one part of the celebration, soon returns back below, to a place, part of a 'room', that never was still in Japan at all.

Or Earth for that matter...

---

In heavenly fact...

Their two-thousandth and sixty-seventh set exchange, was WILD to witness, this as Imladris keeps trying to give chase, to close in upon at that! Such all is being defeated, that in short turn, Imladris realizes that the furious Spar is being kept 'away' from him, of an exacting pace of dynamic measure, of about fifty-six meters, at the closest! Such barely adjusts from this span, for the entirety of what comes and follows!

"Blazes all beseech, that I..." Imlade chants out, not realizing past the 'distance' vector yet, as Svahn and Lind continue their two-thousandth, six-hundredth and third volley, that they are hardly above normal terrain now. The sight of white grasslands, something for one, missed, of a continuing journey.

Nor of the glowing white forest, that part of Imladris's mind, hints from the Hikari Trees of galactic note.

Of the hilly field of white roses that stretched into forever.

Or the blue and heavenly white pink sands of the pearl white desert, that they pass over.

Of a blizzard howled snowfield that causes Imladris to almost lose track of his chase.

The white seas, of water and whitecaps, glowing the same.

The same of the vast beach, luminous of splashed white waves of Holia, under a brilliant Holia encrusted sky...

The broken pillars that floated of chalk white stone, with umbrella canopy trees, like each were a perfect white-in-white umbrella...

The Glowing halos off of perfect diamond white mountain chains, capped in pearl white snows...

The all but seemingly sculpted white of melded crystals, of all melded shapes of landscapes, both mundane, and exotic beyond imagination.

The clouds of Heaven, their own mountainous chains of pearlescent fluff, many of sculpted shapes akin to titanic artworks, many attuned of the styling of the one having a most difficult chase, in his giving best. Such that in passing over a raging white Holia furnace of all akin of a star, all its own, of below, that Imladris realizes on 'too' much detail to ignore... "This is a Heaven's Room of Residence. Gods." ...such he keeps giving chase, all he can do.

And almost loses that, when his head suddenly is filled with nothing less than Orchestral music, such his mouth blurts off his absconded mind! "Eh? This is... ah? Beethoven's 9th Symphony? Finale at that! Blazes!" ...this he then stops to 'heed', of a fact it swamps his senses, not noting the Spar has also stopped movement, equally deliberately! This as the Spar hath entered an exchange range in the five thousands! Imladris glares a look back, but trying to shout is pointless, as he can't make his own harsh words, over such cascading music, within his own mind!

Such the intended trap being sprung on him, as the external witness to what occurs from here.

'I like what you have done, with the place.'

Svahn smirks back at Lind, as they finally, lock Axe shafts, to make pause by. '- Such was 'not' easy, wrapping a Dimension of my own Room, onto a Mortal Plane of World. Our trap is set now. -'

Some blaze of hundreds of blurring motions of Spar, occur next, as two souls begin an attunement that Lind isn't expecting. Well before this however, Lind levels it out to all accord! 'I will not let you take my Beloved as your own! His soul is deem fit to choose his own path, as he let me chose mine!'

That was retorted right back with... '- Then you do not have the heart of a true Valkyrie in Love! -'

Lind just swats some fifty more of her strokes in, as in all the meanwhile, the reason why Angels partake of the Triple Challenge, of their tickle method, is shown as both sets of Angels displayed, endlessly tickle at each other, of their own empowered wrath of strange battle! This all telling on Lind's wincing facade, (no less to Svahn's,) such that Lind ROARS back... 'I was the third Blade when Beloved lost his hand to Caceroth, and all such defeated him. The same that vanquished Voluspa, that I know well in mind Truth! Say you that I hold less love, against such a vein?'

Some few hundred more Spar strokes traded, that all but cleaved the starry sky of brilliant stars of white night, asunder, that Svahn vectors them through planets of such ivory radiance! '- Then why wait on him, when we both know what is proper here! -'

Lind stops suddenly, before a detailed sky of velvet black, a nebula of Holia white framing her. (One heck of a trip, be told.) All the while Imladris manages to draw back near, while shaking at his head! Such he does not heed, of a First Valk then told... 'I only wished to see his mortal love, find it's reward.' ...this in turn, Svahn outright assaults Lind once more! ' - FOOL! Then you risk my Fate, worse than even Norns could call foolish! LOOK at me, of what shorn love has bereft me, of insanity that the Death of Tyr, one too many times, has begotten unto me! -'

Lind gasps, (somehow,) through the battle of Axes that added a few hundred more nigh impossible to track movements. Such all becoming fodder of glittering gift wrapping for Imladris to witness, as the real stroke of battle plies by the word of mind. This as Lind heeds the harshest lesson of all, of the nature of... '- I loved Tyr, despite his nature of unable to Love in specific return. This his Celibacy as Heaven's Guardian and Teacher, the friend of Almighty, guarding all that was Created, cherishing all that came from Frigurina's Power, the Fence against Hild's impossible Lust, all to remove himself, from the folly I found my heart attached unto anyway! -'

Indeed Lind feels fear, the spar continued unabated, all voice of Svahn, to level the truth that caused Heaven to 'forget' Tyr existed, for a thousand years. '- All for the unwanted Duty against Voluspa, the same you saw merely 'defeated', I saw Return, time and again, each time nearly Breaking Existence, for him to Consume himself by, of a Title of Sacrifice, that sundered my Soul, 'each' time I beheld witness to this! Each Age to end, with his Death, to stop a Seer that Cannot die! -'

It was therefore 'good' that Imladris 'was' being blocked from hearing this, as Lind in the midst of her Spar, almost went insane in hearing all of this. Such Lind was all complex shades of dour emotions that soaked into her database code! The focus of the Spar was a needed bulwark against this result!

Such Lind then hears further, through more pasted strokes... '- And then that last time, prior unto your time, he died in a new, Unique way. One I 'knew' would ensure 'my' loss of him. A Crime of Almighty, by a formal Choice of Tyr, for a future that Cannot be Written. Only lived in! -'

Lind halts all motion, right there and then! Such that Svahn halts, and such that Imladris finally zips in close of... "About time you both... OW!" ...such he's WHACKED by Lind's Axe of flat Diamond base, across his face! Such he starts falling a 'bit' too fast, towards a 'white' Singularity, that he quickly realizes and FLAILS like mad to make dire escape from! (Such is the magna comedy for that moment!)

All this to cloak in the next, of two minds alone, and only. For the telling of a ghost goddess... '- I loved him, all that time, never to be given the full same, beyond that of a close friend that wanted to scream my soul unto him. Each time he died, it was lost to me, all the magnanimous time in between, of the Joy his Existence gave, by just being 'there'. I should have done, by all Selfish' nature, against the Goddess Code, to Claim him as 'my' one love, to all other Consequence be Divined! All such however, would have made me Violated against the Codes of Heaven, Intracel, the Orders, and even Ash Tree, of the 'last' time, Tyr lived, to claim him of my own. Such would have risked the Valkyries, the Vakil of, and the Skass of Hild's corrupted mirror of our Order, as Tyr balances both Mirrors to prevent what Voluspa would have wanted all along. All unto a result, that would have seen ALL collapse! -'

Lind stops again, but Svahn makes skillful offensive in turn, as she continues... ' - I wanted Tyr as mine! But to do so, would have angered Hild. There is a form of love there, that Imladris can never know of, that Hild shows you her jealousy of. The same of her Corruption of Tyr, that prepared him for what is to come. Such of my Claim, would have Censured me of Almighty, even despite Him knowing all Absolute well. I bade the time I could not claim my love, as time of centuries, spent in Joy, of his last existence, attempting to restrain any further of Voluspa's impart, from the story that now takes place anyway. -'

Lind was growing numb from Svahn's prose, worse when it turns upon the lead coin of... ' - But I was not as brilliant as He, our Tyr, as the truth I hold, drove me mad, when I witnessed to learn the last Sacrifice was all Planned! All of an Event that drives the ones now playing out, to the Breaking of the Existence! -'

Lind just took 'offensive', from there, spouting in utter disbelief... 'But you make all this sound of, that Beloved 'wanted' to Die, and make everything occurring now, all come to pass! How monolithic a Trespass is all of this? And 'how' can you know of it, when all of Heaven was Sealed of the same, after Tyr's last death? This I even know now, through you...?' ...she gasps out, in realizing her thoughts are echoed from her opponent's!

That was when Lind started to 'feel' something odd, in her very Networked Code. The tale furthers, as the 'stars' and 'planets', turn into 'galaxies' and 'universes', as if this Room was its own Existence somehow! All that shimmering Holia, sapping the senses of one Knight, that was equally distracted by it all, as intended. Further to this ploy, the plot Svahn puts further with... '- You begin to understand, because I have made my Choice now, as well. This at the last, as we Spar to find each other within, for all Goddess Truths. -'

Lind felt outright panic, but also fathomless knowledge and experience, to 'witness', all where words of the melding Spar, were of failure to describe. Svahn accentuates to an elongated Spar, that now has only detail of Serenity, between the two. This all, including one shocking detail to behold.

Svahn just looks of this serenity, as their mutual world, is of Axes and Angels in combat, for external of only one to witness. Within, the Truth plies forth, hidden from a Knight that could not possibly accept, what is to come. Such comes detail of, amidst primordial Holia 'galaxies', upon a Soth background, as if time was reversing unto itself, Universally.

' - Know this, Love of Tyr. What you know of now, from me, is NOT for Tyr to learn, not until time comes, and what comes, comes. You 'will' be in fear of it, the same as HE knows, why of it all, of His hidden knowledge, of Tyr's Plan, that Tyr Sacrificed himself upon. Of a Plan that Voluspa is Unknowing of, that has been prepared, for 'all' this Time.

To Claim him, is your Right, as a Valkyrie 'not' as Bound as I, of a Forbidden Love, you do not live of Torture under. Hild cannot defeat your Love of him. Nor your Anger for him. Nor your Truth. Nor any other of your complete self, that you hold back, for a shard of his Soul, a Facet, that is only 'one', of several that represents 'each' life of Tyr, that all can be 'yours' to Claim, if you will have me, as example to evolve by. One that instead of a choice, instead gives him none, in favor of incarceration most loving. All such to bind him, in more ways that this singular one, of the heart. -'

Lind was starting to 'see' a larger picture, that just was too immense to immediately comprehend. The whole story of the last battle against Voluspa, that saved a galaxy, was inadequate recompense, in comparison of what she was 'seeing' now. And for a weird reason, she liked it. A weird reason, another, she loathed it.

A reason to love and despise Tyr anew, and LOVE 'Imladris' beyond more.

Such the Spar sees two melding unto one, ever so slowly, so slightly, until Imladris can't ignore the obvious afar, but seems to have even the waves of cascading time unto Holia, through the dimensions itself here, of this Room(?) This where further...

' - And all such that my true daughter Eihwa, inherits your love as well, that she gives the same. All to Bolster 'further', the Plan to prepare Tyr, for the End to come. Beyond this, I do not see, but you 'can' when time comes. -' ...such Lind starts to 'ask' the obvious question, but finds it seems, her own voice, is becoming akin of Svahn's own. Not of a vein where 'Lind' would disappear, and Svahn begins, but rather something not even Imladris watching, never even considers for himself. Such the query comes out as, through her murderous Axe sparring... 'How can Eihwa be your 'daughter'? And what does she have to do with...'

An answer back that seems to tear apart the Goddess Rules, Lind thought she knew... '- Eihwa, is a part of me, that entered another soul that witnessed Tyr's Sacrifice, of the Last time. The truth of the matter, is as startling, as the effects Tyr was employed, when Almighty... no, that much is too far here.

What is not, is that my Daughter, is Isa's own, of the same, at the time Isa held the code of what could be, but not yet engendered of love Incarnite. Not until after events of the Invasion of the Last Tyr's fall, did she find her mind to want to bear new encoded souls, ones that held part of my own shattered soul, that finally lost too much, of the Last Sacrifice, of Tyr. All such means, we 'both' are of her Mother, Isa and I, due to results most unintended. The same that befell Tyr, and all that has now come after.

One that borne 'you', of 'another' Shard, of my soul lost, where I was a part, to have found Frode witnessing, to later find womb of his own beloved. -'

Lind lost it all for a second. 'How can I be you?'

All those traded spars, more and more merging... '- My soul shattered that final Day. It. Did. I am the last reflection, of too much lost in witness, the Sacrilege of what happens, when a Goddess cannot fathom the death of a Love! Why 'else', does the rules of the Doublet exist, that our Beloved Tyr knew completely the consequence of, in enduring. Of Engendering.

Why 'else', does a goddess find so much Power from Love! I represent the consequence.

Why else does Love Create and Break, all the same. You now, represent my Dreams, come to pass! -'

Lind flat out stopped, the spar just couldn't continue for a moment. This Imladris just reaches near again... "Can someone stop this music box in my head, I... OW!" ...Lind just wordlessly/comically SLAPS Imlade back a good few 'Light-years', or such of the 'Room'. Such Lind turns back... "Don't 'you' have any self respect left, to say otherwise? Stop saying your life is over! This I feel in the words, in all of them!"

Svahn appreciated that, boy did she ever. "- Imladris truly embedded his Love into you. Would you have said such words, in 'that' context, if you were otherwise now? -"

Lind looked remorseful, but a version that held that light tinge of loving giddiness, applied like an ever light icing to a cake. It still was noticeable, in her tone. "I... admit this. No... I welcome it."

The ghostly vision that seems to be fading more and more, to any lay eye that would have been present. (And there was one, besides a Knight trying to finds his way back.) Such she echoes out... "- Then you have already defeated me. Our Spar only delays the inevitable. But know my lesson, as an Iconic Valkyrie. Waiting for him, is 'not' our way. Claim, with all the meaning of your love to shove down his throat, and then let him savor the flavor, to drown and cry joy from it. For whatever else, is there, to impose a Valkyrie's Truth, where 'our' Love, becomes yours, along with 'mine' to merge with. -"

Lind gasps, as the glow to her encoded sight, becomes detailed once again. Her arms just softly are ablaze of Intracellic code of blinding white, of what is occurring. This she looks up, and sees Svahn give an ever fading smile. Her Angel, now as translucent of Holia halo, gives unto Lind, a 'feeling' anew, of her Twins.

The more becomes unstoppable. The moment Lind realizes, from a fading voice of echoes... "- You will be the Love, Imladris desperately needs, at the grasp of his throat. The drive to ensure he is proud for ALL to feel same of! You, in my place, 'with' me an ever part of you, will Claim, and make my demand earlier, yours to cage his Heart by. Make 'him' want the same way, and therefore, the Song become your own, with his, together. -"

Lind understood the entire intent finally. She kept losing her usually opinionated words, as Svahn just puts in, no longer moving of 'her' accord. Her voice, more like Lind's now, of her own 'residual' speech. "- You will find consternation still, of unsaid vectors yet to come. I expect, the Skass, the Mirror 'horde' that was enforced name the same the Vakil of plain 'Petitioner', after the Sacrifice last, will be amongst soon enough. I do not know 'all' of what will become of what Ends all of this Tale.

But I do know this. Love Eihwa 'with' me, as we magnify, to ensure Tyr as Imladris, never knows a dark day alone, ever again, in any Cosmos of any Existence. Make my Love, your weapon, to hone, stroke, and empower. All else that I am, is yours to use, the same that 'all' of Tyr that is as yet present yet, will be of the same, for 'Imladris'. This, ensure the Test, and the Twin, cascade that minty essence, that just won't allow respite, unto Him. -"

Lind, of all she can respond with, is of a... "I see." ...that mixed tones of want, demand, and untold what to come, to both cherish, and be terrorized by. There were more emotions, more details, and more everything, that only experiences and time, plied out, as per done every day alive, would so in do, for a Valkyrie General anyway. But that still didn't stop Lind from... "Don't you have a right to exist as well?" ...of a tone, seeing Svahn as still a separate entity. Svahn smiled, ever more fading into a waking dream. "- Only as you have a right, not just Privilege, a Right, to be Loved. Both words apply the same. Do this, and I 'will' still live, nonetheless. -'

Lind smirks, before Svahn even adds in, leaning in slyly. "- Plus, ye can be in Core Love, and know it riles Hild, for every day it all will happen. Do be sure to display this, unto her, to revile in. I personally, will find satisfaction for it. Such only after Eons teased the same, from Her. -"

Lind looked down, left and enamored, sensing his approach again, finally. Before he can approach within a Parsec, (or something here,) she plies forth, twirling her gleaming Axe about her, serenely. "It would seem, we are trapped by love, indeed." Lind then asks, with enough time to spare. "Where are we exactly? Your Room seems far larger than it should be."

Svahn looks around, as much as Lind does. "- I truly 'have' existed, for a long time. All the lonely time apart from Tyr, was spent in the artwork around us. None live here, with my ending sorrow. Your all of mutual presence, has been the first life, breathed into this Room, in Ages. It will all be yours, to whatever final end. Such was to be a gift to Tyr, that never occurred. You will have to find time, however, to enforce visitation, upon Tyr's Room. Such has been a life breathed in history, such of the exacting vein, you already have experienced, at Hero's Ball. -'

Lind looks at Svahn again... "How much of us, have you been detail of?"

Without fail, in tone... '- Everything. -'

Lind would have asked further, of a lot of details, but the Valkyrie felt the Knight draw too close again. The muttering of divine cursing was of note, to their mutual Valkyrian minds. Such Lind asks... "What now?"

Svahn showed no sign, at all, of her last moments, as she and her Angel just swoon a sweep of her Axe, a motion Lind feels to nearly echoing it herself, unintendedly. '- Let us spar together, so that we are One, and all consequence be divined from it all. Through this, we will make clear, your honest intentions. Let us begin now. -'

Imladris only began to draw back into sight, at the first of the last... "You know it gets old when I get shot back that far back, and... h... huh?" ...as Svahn already has entered her last spar, of her long, interminable existence. The music in his head, was silent now. His heart couldn't contain it's witness, as a white in ghostly Valkyrie, gave herself unto fully, into the strokes that Lind elegantly danced with. No longer so brutal to watch, rather the sight was nigh iconic, as each Axe blade and staff, danced in spar with the other, Light upon Diamond, two sets of eyes that beheld one heart.

During all such, something in between the two began to display the radiance, that overtook Lind's appearance, more and immeasurably more, consequences seemingly thrown to all waysides. The same apparently unto the Angels as well, as an upper Axe slash of a Diamond, fells to swoop to dynamically parry with Light. One would spar unto the other, and back again, as motions managed to be dynamic still, but were all of motions of 'one', all that the same time, their motions activated a code melding Mandala, one constructed of their own very Spar.

It was a sight that fit the majesty of the scene they all were surrounded in. Akin as if at the cusp of the Genesis Event, unto another seemingly taking place as Imladris tries to speak out, of, against, or anything, of what is being witnessed. It just would never fully find unto his mind, to know why he never did. Would any other, been able to do so, when at some undetermined point, Svahn just began melding fully unto Lind, the incumbent Valkyrie General now feeling the application of 'Svahn', as more centuries unto Ages unto Eons of knowledge and experience, flooded Lind's format, code, network, and beyond. Even sound of the event, melded from clashing weapons, to something that the mind found too soothing to describe, nonetheless attached to a fathomless inherit.

Lind then 'asks', within herself. 'Are you... we... I... doing the right thing here?'

That was then Svahn was Lind, as Lind found only her own mind to hear in reflection.

Such it all was, that she then hears, at a point that time itself seemed was lost to her... "Incredible..." ...hence she turns, to a sight of her love, gazing endlessly at her in turn. Lind just smirks back, not yet noting some 'new' details, that at first, remiss in favor of... "Enjoy the choreography?"

"Your wings..." Imlade just blurts of his first detail of awe stricken note, such Lind has her Mints floats back some for her to see, and finds... "Four wings?" ...as both Mints, have a full set of wings, upon the each of them now! But moreso of detail, Cool Mint's hair, has a coloration of Svahn's ghostly version, Spear Mint, the nominal of the Twin's former glory. Both manes are longer and flowing. Their robes a bit more akin of Belldandy's version unto Holy Bell. The eyes however are unchanged, or of their innocence, despite what was clearly applied onto even them. The sight of the Swan, is instead felt as within her Twins, of another fully chosen accord. Lind just wonders to herself, of such details. "Wonder what else has changed."

"Wh... wa... whu... ah... whut tha..." ...Imlade just babbles, as Lind looks back and smirks again. She considers for a moment, within herself, and then floats near her Beloved. "You have more effect, than you could ever know, my Tyr. My Imladris Beloved."

Imladris just shakes his head of a hollow, mind blank measure, Lind dispensing further. "She was at her end, Svahn. She waited with her true last, of goddess essence, to prevent her demise. She did this, because she loved you too much, such was her wait for something, that this moment now comprises. Beyond this, you will have to suffer ignorance of, such I sense I will, for the immediate term."

Only another side to side shake of a numb head, could respond back to that. Such that Immy then feels his chin 'grabbed', by Spear Mint's 'old' wing feather, of tip, one wrapped around his chin, of akin of Lind's stiff hands. One still of the old jumpsuit of long-standing, the same of the Valkyrie jumpsuit that adorns her. 'Apparently some things, never change.

But some do...' Lind in accenting her 'grab', with Spear Mint leaning in. "How dare you hide a love, you did not know about, that I now have full memory of. You have some explaining to do, Beloved." ...such Imlade just sputters out... "B.. but I SWEAR I..." ...which a nice chibi-bonk to a chibi-brain is returned.

And the feathered 'hold' upon his chin, becomes that much more tender. So much so, Imladris at some lost point of unrealizing starts forming that 'singular' spell in hand, interrupted once before, and once again he starts... "Lind... I..." ...but is prevented by a separate 'finger' of an attached angel feather, across his mouth. "Nay nay Beloved. Just enjoy the view, since you have no choice now."

He tried, dearly, to muffle out his intentions, but to no avail. Imladris just finally sighs, as Lind eyed every detail of him, external to soul within. She almost made a similar act, at that moment... "(No... I still want their added Blessing, as well. I sense soon enough now.)"

Finally, Imladris just sighs, as his eyes look around again. He then notes to detail, enough to break the angelic muzzle. "Are we at the Genesis Event here?" ...as Lind looks over, and all perceived space here, was akin of the near endless white in white flare, of that 'one' Moment of all Almighty Creation, prepared to flare upon them both. Imladris just balks out, at a decent precipice, of his sanity. "How can this be a mere Room?"

"When one makes another wait, for far too long." ...Lind imparts, her tone alluding to the very 'wait', Imladris was trying to end, right there and then! He just bemoans instead. "To think such a sight, begot all good and evil. All wonders and cruelties. Histories and stories replete. All cats and dogs. Even cake, which I have a hanker for now."

Lind just giggles, her ravishing Twins to match, this she just quips back. "I suppose we should go back to the party then. I sense there is more to come, before it all ends."

"And for me to get punched again, for this." Imlade just bemoans.

"Speaking of which..." Lind realizes, and 'produces' Morphemic, in a phasic-wipe display. Imlade coos out in response... "Awesome! You got my weapon ba... OW!" ...and gets decked by Lind, free hand, the said weapon hovered above him, as they float within perceived space. This all before she imparts... "That's for losing track of your weapon. Poor form for the Master of Our Order." ...before she chucks it at his throbby melon.

"oH... s... ShWuRE... erck..." ...he sees six versions of Lind, in turn thereof. Such hence Lind just turns around and smirks... "Let's get back to the Encampment."

Course Lind has to teleport them both, concussions and incoherent babbling from everything and all.

---

As soon as the 'extra' eye saw what happened, and was 'not' as impaired of Link hearing, as Imladris had been, the Sensor that engendered her own eye to witness, for her own reasons, returned to her Hostess, whom then gasps in a kind of shock on her face, that horror 'and' awe couldn't equal, in 'equal' parts.

"Assolutamente impossibile."

Almighty just looked at Eihwa. Even a twelve year old format, gave a good stare. "You spied on something you are not ready... eh?" ...the Kith-Creator blinks, as Eihwa suddenly accosts him! "We need to talk I'Onnipotente!" ...and carries him into the Residence... (of the kind mansions aspire to. Oh, and at SPEED noted.)

Frig, blinks, and shouts in manically chasing after! "Who said you could carry off my Uber Sweetie like that!" ...hence Ex blinks, back and forth... "What was that about?" ...as she gives chase as well, due to her Apprentice attachment!

Ere just blinks weirdly. "I'm with her. All I saw was the party, Lord Thor was throwing." ...which Peorth blinks as well, as Ere looks over. "I'm... aleatoire..." ...is all Peorth can say in return.

Afar, at the side of the Temple, Urd, literally 'caged' within Troubadour's arms, as Rei sits on his head (truly no weight to feel there,) just comments. "Did Peorth's Sister just learn something, we might not want to know?" Which Urd quips of a cocked eye. "Given the triangle between her, and Lind with Cousin, we might find out more, whether we prod or not here."

Troubadour just 'presses' his chin into Urd's head. "Let us allow the chaos, to come to us here. Enough from 'one' part, already?" ...which the eldest Norn of the Past just retorts dryly. "I get the feeling, the old days of fun I used to cause, are at an end."

"- There are always better versions out there. -" ...Rei quips, which Urd just announces. "Yeah, married life can be messed with, just as much!" ..which Troubadour just anime exhales in reaction.

One other however, isn't watching. This as Isa floats off to an unexpected confrontation.

For truly certain. (And not just her, quickly enough, at that.)

---

"You mean you raced against Celestine?" ...Sifa gasps in hearing, as Keiichi, in the middle of blowing some blue-green flames off of his Alliance prepared marshmellon, for the Smore he was seeing Belldandy construct for him, just nods. "Yeah, didn't know it at the time, when Belldandy and I raced against... er... what's her name and Megumi." ...which Belldandy helps as eternally ever there. "Morgan Le Fay. All during that... incident, we are all well aware of here." ...though Belldandy then considers... "I suppose however, with Celestine's return, we should not be sad anymore, of such events. This as long as my old Mentor, knows of his own lessons to come." ...this Keiichi, for one, nods amicably at.

Before them both, around the 'campfire' of a long evening, one of a blue-green spell glow, rather than of a real fire, Belldandy constructed the offerings, of Smores, the Alliance version with the usual ingredients, bursting of nutrients (and all those flavor types,), and marshmellons that in this case, took flame colors of all kinds, meant to amaze the eye by. All this as around, about a hundred Valkyries sat in rapture, as Keiichi was cutely cajoled into more racing stories, that begot even the General's, and moreso Sifa's attention.

The current story, as K1 put another Mallow to flame, entered theme of... "Yeah. But that one race against the ghost bike of Chihiro's, was just as weird. Nevermind that one with gold dude's horse. We just get all sorts of races to look back on."

"You sure have plenty to remember by." ...Demesus quips, Keiichi and Belldandy trading a good smile in knowing, between them. It puts most... er... all... listening Valk hearts here, of a envious notion. (Rend: "Lucky.")

Hirund however kept mind on All that was such, a side affair, as a core Valkyrie family of four... (or... five...) were all off to the side, as a Father beheld an unexpected awe, of a Daughter. "So you both, are really one now."

Lind smirked low key, towards her Father. "Indeed. I am uncertain how to treat this, other than of objective it was done for." ...this she senses Imladris off alone again, off near the overhang lip, of the crevice nearby enough. Ishara notes we well, and remarks. "So, all of this because Tyr could not take Svahn, as a formal Love?" ...this Jora gulps out, holding as her own jumpsuit uneasily. "But... that speaks of such a thing, over more centuries than..."

"Millennia upon more the same." Lind corrects to a proper shiver, all around.

Frode then points a finger into Lind's chest area. "You are still whom we borne, correct? Or should we expect consternation to arise from this melding?"

Lind 'looks' inside herself, and finds only her 'evolved' Twins, looking 'back' at her. To her own amazement, to speak out of... "I still speak of my own voice. I truly believe Svahn wanted to assure this, as would be the proper way of a goddess most truthful."

"Not that there is anything close to the alike." Ishara quips back, her arms more than just stiffly folded. Lind looks over, and finds no annoyance, in her Mother's pronouncement. "Do expect me, to keep a 'very' close eye, on your own Network."

Lind just smirks back, a bit of that Svahn assertiveness, melding nicely with her own. "Do apply the same for our new addition, to the family." ...which Ishara blinks, Frode rolling his eyes at. "Tis not I, that decided this path." ...before Ishara bonks him. "Oh like you complained, of the process."

"Back to prior topic please?" Jora warbles out, more than uncomfortable of the topic. Lind just smirks. "Actually the 'current' topic, may belie the prior one, all the same."

"Oh really." Ishara quips in light accusing. Lind however responds with a look back. "Indeed. The Family Favor, is tantamount now."

Jora however blinks. "You're still going through with that? Why not just finish this, here and now?"

Frode recovers his standing posture, in time for Lind to offer out. "Because I want him to know the meaning of our family, for all such truly matters here." ...which begets growing smirks around, one Lind accents with a look at a still mind numb Beloved, afar, yet close to her, all the same. "I can even amend such, to the Claim, as all such stands."

"We can do that." Frode quips, looking as well.

Imladris for one, wasn't of 'hearing' this. As he looks 'up', back into the 'sky' of all alien mode. His mind was occupied enough, to not bother notice the Link was occluded from him again. Such of first subject to mind. "This is really a Goddess Room? Wow."

"Aye, be surprised pup." ...Imladris yanks his head over, as Thor strides up near, about half his nominal size as usual here. A former teacher, just looks 'up' at his former pupil, and remarks, folding his yet as still meaty arms. "The secrets here, are mainly of your love now, it would seem."

"It's devoid." Imladris responded back, the eyes of wonderment, ones Thor sees all of the 'same' day, he assumed tutelage of the former mortal. Such of those days, of a voice replaced of one that knew all too well what was spoken of. "There's no life here, save for us. Lord Keiichi Morisato, more than any of us. She never seeded this Room, Svahn."

Thor cocks his head, as Imladris looks around at the nearby landscape of green, the fringes of white noticeable now, from not even a kilometer away, about everywhere one looked. Such to Imladris detail to impart, as he stood, rather flaccid looking. "I don't have the same sense Lind has now, but I 'know' this place, has no sentient life, beyond the ken of microbes and grass. All more of a painting, rather than a living place. I can only truly guess, at why, this all is so."

"I never knew Svahn well either." Thor admits, such Imladris looks over, adopting a parade rest posture. The Lord of War adds, to conduct. Such Thor looks at his Equal, in kind with... "As I was only under tutelage of your prior version of Tyr, before what happened not spoken not of here, of event. I only knew Svahn in a fleeting measure, despite all chances I could have better."

Imladris listens fully, as if the pupil he still sees himself as, in this presence. Thor adds in, of something akin, of nigh opposite, all of a mirror reflection of said vein here. "Svahn truly kept to herself. Tyr... you... never said much of her in turn."

Imladris gulps more, as more is offered from Thor... "There was always a sense, between you two, of a relationship, that I for one, am glad takes place, between you and Lind. Why it was not as so, beforehand between you and Svahn, lies with Hild I fear. And of details I am forbidden to speak of here."

Imladris silently tried to connect those dots together, but Thor interjects by all rights to a selfish vein, of Thor vectoring all unto Lind's auspice instead. Thor even made rare light of a softer side. "Perhaps if Sifa hath been able to participate, back in the days of our Training, pup, then you and General Lind would have been as one, afar much sooner, than all such hath taken place."

"And Lind's fate, not so different from Svahn's own." Imladris interjects. Thor grumbles a shiver, as Imladris imparts off of a cruel vein of mercy. "I sense, a hazard mind you, that if Lind and I had a longer relationship, of the kind Tyr and Svahn had, of whatever measure, Lind would have been as torn as Svahn, in the after of events of the Invasion. Maybe what we have here now, is a melding of the right place, and time, of the heart."

Thor smirks, as a good Tyr best takes over, and gives hope, against a conversation that started as anything but. "Maybe there is such the same, for this Room. Though I do not know if Lind will be able to keep this Room, akin of her current one."

"Maybe there can be amendment to that, by Council measure." ...which Thor in turn of speaking, is returned with a strange stare from Imladris. Such that Imladris then asks... "Was I a selfish god?" ...which jerks a good look from Thor. Such Imladris responds somewhat introverted. "I ask, as it seems all of this occurring around us, is so obviously focused upon me. My auspice. I fear there is too much attention unto moi, and not for others, save for Lord Keiichi nearby."

Thor smirked, he really did, and didn't answer that...

...Sifa did.

---

*Inside an enlarged Residence...*

"You sure know how to carry a god away."

Eihwa just blanched back to Almighty. "That is NOT what this is about.. er... My Lord!"

Behind Eihwa, Frigurina just comically huffs. "Indeed, such a display is my right." ...such a devilish retort comes back, from a popping into sight Hild. "Oh sure, claim all of Existence, for your own as well here."

The gravy train of an audience finds their way within, and past, several rooms of opulence, and a few rather plain and unfurnished, before they all end up in a room, that seems all like a meeting room, at the Emperor's Palace in Tokyo. Takano for one looks around... "Good thang Keiichi boyo ain't pay'n rent on all of this." ...in amazement, all as they manage to find where Eihwa deposited Almighty-the-kith, as Eihwa just flat out demands... "Either tell em the truth of my existence, of wipe my mind of all of this now." ...as Almighty notes a most unexpected fear on Eihwa's brow, take shape. Such he'd seen on few others the like, and such he notes of one more approaching, to then sigh and cock his head with. "I should do the latter here, for all cruelty of doing so. This because for 'that' one reason, that your Mother knows all too well of." ...this Isa appears in open sight, this time with a consternation that belies centuries, upon her memory. It shone upon her facade.

Eihwa looks over, as Peorth floats over as well, Ere and Ex by happenstance, the next closest, with Talos behind them, Chrono near him, all witness of Isa imparting as calmly as she can muster. "Why I am one of the few to know, of that day, I still cannot even riddle unto myself, of such a thing."

"The same that Frode and Thor bore the Nidhog, of the same knowledge." Almighty remarks. Frigurina 'and' Hild just weather this, as best they can. Almighty looking about, seeing the other remaining souls of the Residence, hearing on in ignorance. They were the lucky ones here.

Until now.

Almighty then strikes up a hand, open palmed, and one that suddenly cascades into sight, a black orb of energy, with coursing white veins of energy lacing all around it. It put everyone on immediate edge, as all other sound in the area, ceases. Hild remarks out in a fearful tone of the hollow. "A Silence Spell... for the entire Planet?" ...which Almighty says at first, before truly imparting. "Only those here, will hear this. All else, know of sound, of only their own world. As such, I will only tell this once. Say this of any unto my Friend, and you will be Stricken of Memory, of it all. This I sayeth in Command." ...which 'all' hearing, froze in hearing. Hild alone was terrified of what suddenly occurring. It showed. Almighty saw... "This is good. Even this small format holds what you all fear. The same of what all Goddesses fear. All Demons. All sentient Life. The fear of Death. If only the same, had fallen to prevent from my Friend, from Sacrificing, time and too many again, over and again. The exact number, too numerous, and not spoken of here."

"S... sure." Ex for one, bears her encoded teeth at. Almighty then looks at Hild, and 'feels' her shudder. And then at Frigurina, and 'knows' her unease.

Almighty then tells it. "Despite all such, Existence, does not know of the same. Neither do I. We know of Life, all and Everlasting. My Twin Progenitor, knows 'not' this. Voluspa is the Antithesis, of what my Friend Tyr... of Imladris, knows the price of, for all we Divine well cherish. Sacrifice comes from he, that conducted it first, knowing the consequence of his failure, before the Acts of my Equal Progenitor."

Souls were all but frozen in hearing...

Almighty... "The rest of the story is already before us. It is taking place. The Last Days come, because it was set in motion, of a Plan Tyr enforced upon me, against my own abject Objections. The events, 'not' shown here, but will instead be Told, by the author of his own Sacrifice, that went against his own Code of Doublet, that he aspired unto me to Adopt."

"One damned, and well done Rule at that." Hild quite well amended. Frigurina nods. "It's all just too complex from there, to ever bother talking of. No wonder we are so uncomfortable, in discussing such things. Enduring, even less so."

Almighty then retorts to Hild, rather than Frigurina, of further the same subject. "But not enough, to conduct death, of your own measure, when so driven." ...such Hild just spites back, if lightly. "When such acts suit me. What are 'you' going to do about it?"

Almighty smiles. "Not me. And such you haven't conducted, as of late, Dear." ...which riles Hild, of the last. Frigurina just snickers, all before shot silent, with a look over at Eihwa, by Almighty. "Speaketh unto me now, if you will accept the truth, of whom you are. This or shall I make you blind in all mind, that of consequence, thwarts your participation, of a love you so dearly want wish of the same."

Eihwa gulps, looks over at Isa, then back to nod. "I want to know."

"Then know our pain." Isa speaks, which in turn, causes Peorth to lunge over and grasp hold of Eihwa's shoulders. "I'm here Secur."

"You are a 'shard' or Tyr."

Almighty's impart, shatters souls all around. Eihwa... "I... che?"

Isa imparts as careful as she can... "Is... that what I felt, that day?"

Almighty adopts a floating pose, equal to the one of a Buddha statue nearby enough. And then he presses further. "As did one shard unto Frode, whom attaches herself to my Friend, the same of you love completely the same." ...which coolly chills Eihwa, but further beyond... "The same that was of shard, unto Voluspa herself. The same that shattered beyond all barriers, of space and time. Of a paltry few Shards, are present upon us."

"One of which..." Hild gasps in realizing... "You mean that I..." ...Almighty right back at her. "...reawakened a dormant Shard, when you kissed him, and broke his Seal. Such you held a dormant one to transfer. Such broke his Seal, rather than just you alone. Poor form Lady." ...which Hild didn't react to, Frigurina then in turn. "How did Voluspa... wait... Gaea..." ...which makes Peorth's cranium shoot over!

"It explains much, does it not." ...Almighty tells unto Frigurina. For her own reasons, not said. For others, Keima for one, of raised hand... "Pardon, but..."

"Why else, do you shake his hand." Almighty says right back at Keima, before one of a thousand questions come out, the same of a few thousand more, from everyone else around. Such Almighty looks at Urd and Skuld in turn. "Why else, do you call him Cousin, with all love." ...and then at a Spaffa Orb... "And a Galaxy of such size, give themselves so replete, for one soul." ...such a galaxy replete, shudders at.

Almighty then injects to a strange tone... "I however hath a Plan of my own, when my friend conducted his. A preparation that 'will' End all this. And all beyond more, all of reasons that a soul shattered, with so many myriad versions of lives not seen here, all still resonate of one honorable Soul. One I hath no qualm of showing all manner of Gifts and Affections unto, for one that Saved even Me. For why else, do I allot so much, for just one soul, that knows we overindulge him. This not for the life of a Tool that stands at Risk again, against out Complete mutual of Enemy, but for truly rather, the essence of a Friend, that gave Me the framework, that the rest of Existence took, as its own. All such, that has all eyes before Me now, and all, that cherishes all the same, that my Friend does."

Frigurina gasps, Hild shudders, at another sight of sights, that others seeing, don't realize. One where tears fall, in small droplets, from 'both' eyes. And such were a contented sight, not a poignant one, that Almighty describes to finish. "All that cherishment, my Friend engenders and defends, most without regard to reward. The Gift that we enjoy for all full measure of taken granted, each day here, that I full take praise the same for. All such comes for knowing each day, all here in witness, to know all auspice remains with the souls own acts and actions, beholden. The same of all that are of Shard, discern to distinguish themselves still in Truth."

Eihwa is then asserted to heed, for the finishing, by a stark and staring Creator... "Enjoy whom you are. All else of what begot you, is only the framework, that the rest of your existence, and experiences, proceeds off from. No truth, is better than this. This my Friend told me one day, not long before the last Sacrifice. The Truth of Individuality"

Isa nods... "So my daughter, is still the same to cherish, for whom she is." ...which Eihwa nods, and looks over at Isa, as she feels Peorth glomming gently unto her. "Si. The same of Beloveds Lind and Imladris."

"I guess tha same for us all then." Takano quips in. Keima looking over, and trading a nod.

"Guess I can do that too, for this squirt." ...which Skuld rolls her eyes in kind. "Fine, kill the mood Urd." ...which gets a good chuckle around, to ease the stress of the moment. Such in seeing, Almighty swore to himself...

And then Troubadour then remarks. "So... we don't tell a dang thing to our heroes then, huh?" ...which he SUDDENLY ducks, when a tiny Almighty 'zap', ZINGS above his head, the bolt just making a short lived blare of celestial fireworks, to nary any other harm! Almighty just gets blinking stares back, as he just 'blows' at his finger, all gun like. Talos just reacts, cowering below sight. "S... sure... not a thang! Nope!" ...such Peorth leans over cutely at.

Rei just floats over, and quips to a barely 'older' than she, Creator. "- You just like freaking everyone out like that, huh? -" ...which begets a childish looking raspberry spree, between the two. A bunch of mortal and goddess melons just shakes at this, as a CEO version just holds hers.

All such good, that hid well 'another' matter, that was burgeoning upon a Mighty mind. All vectored away from, when Takano suddenly makes for an unwilling amplifier again... "GEE GOLLY! What's with all tha pillows!" ..ala a mental reaction, to which the others 'see', and hence what is seen off the Net.

...such started by...

---

...with her fists.

Thor blinks, as Imladris looks all destroyed below vision! More than a few blinks, all around, see this, as a twelve year old looking Sifa just quips in... "You gonna keep moping like that Tyr?" ...which Imlade just STABS back up to yell back... "What was that for?"

"Oh buck up Tyr-boy." ...Sifa eggs back, as she keeps an aggressive stance. Thor smirks, and looks ready to do the same, when Imlade just blares out... "Don't you spar with him there?" ...with a fat thumb at Thor, which makes Thor then adopt his own aggressive posture! All around, the others of the Order, just blinks (Keiichi moreso, Belldandy with a cute open stare,) as Thor barks back! "She's been busy with the Outer Planes! We are behind on our Spar anyway!"

"Since when?" Imlade just comically decries, which just gets two trigger happy War Celestials, huffing at him! He then however suddenly feels a vibe from the gallery watching nearby, this before Thor then pops his prized (Twelve year old sized,) Hammer into sight! "Since now!"

Imladris however looks about, and sees 'anticipating' glances, from more Valkyries, than one could shake an Axe at! Seemed double so, from three Generals, a fourth with two Councilors, all the same!

He amends that, with a sudden raise of a knightly gauntleted hand. Such is the note to include 'everyone' in his Spell. (Such is the looks of pause he then sees, as he engages...) ": Bring the proper weapons, of the Joy of Enjoyment of Battle, for all present can attend! The lethal, abstained from the mortal vein, but the wicked, none the same, for all of the Weapon of the Cotton, and Feather! :" ...this a sudden Incarnum-Rubicon snap of energon, flares outright from Imladris's hands, and at first snaps around Keiichi... "H.. hey? Wha?" ...before the spell then 'pops' Pillows of the softest Angel feathers in heaven contained, into everyone's hands! The intent of their use, is indelibly clear, as Imladris then eggs out in proper retort, at the foes before him. "Nay... now..." ...put, with a strange 'ki-chack' sound, from the pillow he 'cocks', all shotgun like!

Course he's the first victim, as Lind outright BLASTS over, and CLOBBERS him! "Like he said!"

This just triggers one big fat, pillow fight-o-rama...

---

*From the Spaffa point of view, of a most entertained Galactic Audience. (Boy, were they ever...) *

Male Assat Voiceover: Oyah folks, get your self-heating flavor puffs, and a evercool beverage of your choice, because we got one heck of a unique fight suddenly taking place! Yes Citizen Souls, our beloved Excellency is in the fight of his life... er... if he's still alive.

-Sight of Lind just hop twirling around a annihilated Imladris.-

That first ringer sure put our most excellent Monarch, out for the immediate count. And... by the Light, they all just started having at each other! Wow, this must be why the Excellency takes after them so!

-Scene of outright embattled chaos, as Valkyries all start just BARGING into each other with pillows! The same of their Angels, alongside! -

It's all like seeing waves of white jumpsuits, just assault each other! And... WHOA! That set of three gorgeous Lady souls, the 'Generals' as our Excellency addresses them, just swatted away... what's the count... fifty-seven of the lower level Valkyrie beings! And... WOW! Now the three of them, are attacking the Love of the Excellency, and... HOLY LIGHT! It's an amazing four way fight that... WOW WOW! That new Sifa female goddess just smacked her apparent ancient love, right at the four Generals, and... YIPE! Now all four Generals are assaulting the one designated Thor! And now... oops, make that four Generals 'and' the Lady named Sifa, now attacking the Thor guy!

Thor: "You think you can Fell me, like Pup was! I..." ...WOW, the Excellency just got up, and swatted the entire group away, in one blow!

Imlade: "That hurt Lind, I... utoh..." ...and now our Galactic King, is running for his life, from the very same group, and... oops, he didn't make it.

Anywho, as our Excellency nigh deceased says, let's see how the others are... woooo... all those Valkyrie lady souls just swatting at each other with... uh... need another orb view here, too many feathers... and... -changing view angle... then... six more attempts due to feather obscurity...- ...there we are, a high view near... eh?

-Nearby, as Edge is being pummeled by several Gold Wings at once, over and endlessly over, another male of honored pillow note...-

Keiichi: "How come this doesn't hurt?" -being swatted by Belldandy, and designated Valkyries: Olruni, Bryna, and Soliana.-

Belldandy: "Dear me, Cousin's spell barrier is truly strong. Does this hurt?" -Hits rather stiffly.- ... -Strange ouch sound, from a Protector.-

Keiichi: "Nope."

Bryna: "What about..." -Hits HARD!-

Keiichi: -blinking- "...no... and boy gold dude yells a lot."

Belldandy: -giggling-

Soliana 'and' Olruni: "What about this!" ... -DOUBLE PILLOW SLAP!-

Did the Excellency just explode with feathers? By the Seven Lights...

Belldandy: "A most well effective spell barrier, Dear."

Keiichi: "Heh." ... Bryna: "Common Blue Wings! Hit back!"

Keiichi (again) : "But I shouldn't... YIPE!"

Gee, I think the Mortal Protectorate, Ambassador to the Illuminaran Council, just got forced into a fight with those four Valkyrie beings! And... why does the Excellency keep blowing up with all those white feathers? I guess it's 'blowing up', and... uh, need another Spaffa...

-Another three view angles attempted, the fourth with... oops, the Excellency Apprentice and Alliance Star fleet Commander, new view please, and... there...-

That was 'interesting' with Commander Eros... anyway, where are... eh? Looks like the battlefield has doubled in participants apparently! There are now, all these weird bioformat beings, that apparently take after indigenous lower lifeformats, across many of our worlds, as well as the Excellency's Holy Birthworld! The word animal, though title names of Guardinal, and Petitioner, are of the lexicon to our Excellency here, are all just attacking with the same fervor, and 'weapons' of the rest of the battling flock! This must be how our apparent betters of on high, enjoy as relaxation, as... OUCH! Never saw that many pillows hit each other at once like that, even during my sister's sixteenth Overcyclons Day. (That was a rough night.)

What's this? -Viewscape shifts over to one soul still standing still, all the while rubbing her belly...- Looks like that one Motherly Soul that borne our future Galactic Queen, while... wow, her two family members can fight as well as the rest here!

Frode: "We'll protect our unborn celestial soul!" -SWATS a pillow assaulting Guardinal-

Jora: "Like Father said!" -Whacks away an attacking Valkyrie!-

Ishara: "I can fight just as well as you two, you know." -Holding her pillow in a lay, if annoyed pose..-

Frode: "But we have to protect... YACK!"

Jora: "Wow, nice shot Mother!"

Ishara: -Patting her softly glowing belly of left hand, twirling a pillow in her right hand- "You have a wondrous time ahead of you kid."

Jora: "Not talking to me there, huh Mother... ah... Mother? Oh you want some Mother! ACK!"

Wow, even expecting Soul-Mothers ala bond, don't hold back! And... YIPE! -Sudden face full of a King-Knight-boy being smacked into the same Spaffa Orb, from who knows how far!-

Lind: "Woohoo!" ...I think we know the cause of... eh? Wow... -Sight quickly after, of Lind, of all things, dancing over Imlade's mangled corpse, along with her Twins.-

Hirund: -Floating on near Imlade.- "Can't you ever take a hit gracefully, godson?"

Imlade: -Sounds of some inhumane gurgling.-

And now the Generals Lind and Hirund flat out beat up on our Excellency again. Just... how long can he...?

(Three hours later...)

Highlight 1: -The chaos breaks up into Valkyrie v. Guardinal parties. Each hunting the other into pillowy oblivion.-

(Five hours...)

Highlight 2: -Lind v. Imlade v. Hirund-Mist-Rend fight, keeps on for two hours. A similar one for Thor v. Sifa. All those angel feathers from Pillows that haven't buried everyone, somehow...-

(Six hours...)

Highlight 30 or something: -A large force of hundreds of Petitioners face off verses a similar same number, in all akin of Medieval warfare, as they wash over each other, in waves of pillow fighting!

(Eight hours...)

Best Highlight: -The sight of Belldandy v. Keiichi makes for a good pause of fifteen minutes. Course that was mostly by lips, rather than the pillow. A similar attempt by Imlade, ends up being beaten down by a pillowy demise.-

(Ten hours...)

Okay, I need another Illuminy Juice here. I must be seeing things, after this marathon. What after a pillow fight that historians of the Galactic Archives Consortium will be speaking of, for Ages of the Illistrum Stars, they... heh... guess after so long...

-One morning scene, that finally sees everyone spent, of all of the Twin orders present, all splayed on the ground, of the feather encrusted landscape...-

Thor/Imladris: -Rising laughter...-

Sifa/Lind: -Next near their choices of the heart, joining in laughter.-

Hirund/Mist/Rend/Frode/Ishara/Jora: -Adjoining laughter of their own, rising in joyous tempo.-

Belldandy/Keiichi: -Former within latter's arms, more of their own jollity to add into the rising tune.-

Gold Wings aplenty, Third most of all: -Adding their own rising mirth of melody.-

-All around, into forever it seems, a scene where laughter is the final weapon used, as...-

They're... heh... laughing, fellow Citizen Souls. Just... only that. Looks fun.

-It did seem, all they would do, into forever, was laugh. Even unto time breaking, it was all they would do here, it seemed.

And such...-

Imladris: "This... -laughter- ...this is good."

-A Spaffa Orb, caught an incumbent King and future Queen, finally...-

Thor: "As it all should... -laughter- ...be."

-...held hands.-

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A Galaxy, 'and' a Heaven, did so as well. For some time. A night that came, was ever to be long remembered.

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-A glowing morning of final mention, for an Encampment.-

"ALL HONORED SOULS! ATTENTION!"

Boy Keiichi felt the shudder of his life, as he wheezes out in awe... "Jeepers..." ...out in the fore.

One scene, of the kind that just wouldn't have a proper equal, such that in detail:

A fine morning, where five sharp and exacting formations of a hundred combined Valkyries, another five of Petitioners shared. Edge to the fore, amidst of the central formation, amidst other various Vakil, that stood in 'opposite', all combined in a vast circle of a Formation, upon a vast open field plain, of Holia white, knee high grass. This as they surrounded in detail...

Keiichi held station on one end, between the Valkyrie and Vakil Formations of one end, as the Vakil Flag bearer. Belldandy the honored Valkyrie Flag bearer, opposite of Keiichi. (Belldandy knew the drill, and Keiichi was truly melded to her aspect, in all 'echo' of what to properly do. Keiichi never felt as 'erect' a position, in his life! (Hence the gleep uttered.) )

Of a 'drawn' line, that 'connected' where Belldandy and Keiichi kept eye on each other, until directed otherwise, was perpendicular to this, on one opposing side, where Sifa stood, on the Vakil side, of one end line of formation. Opposite and across this, the Generals in a 'diamond' formation, with Lind at the fore. To the center, the incumbent Master of the Twin Orders. Behind him, Frode and Ishara, to each side.

In a spaced circle, within the formations, the Gold Wings that started the Encampment, with one of their own, that still absent.

Such amended at first, with a Thor best tone... "Now we come to the Days, beyond long missed."

'Really? You went there?'

The Imlade mental ping, is followed by a Lind-mental flick to a mental-noggin. Mental-pain to go mental from.

Thor just huffs a chuckle, then imparts, for a moment, truly wanted to entirely witness. Such all starts with a strong tone of pride, from Lord Thor. "These are the Days, that were removed from full meaning, when one amongst us now, was missing for far too long. No longer removed, and the reason we begin to use the names of old, once more. Such they will be uttered, by one I call Equal, that taught me, the Joy of these names. This I call forth of the Valkyrie Knight, Templar-Holia and Hero unto Intracel, as Lord Tyr, to our midst."

On cue most glamorous, (and staged, to be enforced certain,) Imladris appears from an out of thin air, shimmering Intracel code laced portal, to stride forth in full Regalia, to the central point to face Lord Thor. Such Imladris just smirks on stopping, trying hard not to note all the looks of awe around his auspice.

"(Low key affair, this isn't allowed of moi, tis it?)" Imlade just pings again, Thor just chuckling simply in response. Thor then mentally pings Sifa, whom in turn commands unto clarion. "Present the Standards of the Order!"

That, is when the scene turns on the dime of the deeply emotional, as Keiichi and Belldandy both stride forth (again of Keiichi on Bell's exacting own 'echoed' steps,) the sight of such lost, when the one Flag standard that Keiichi had brought of honored carry, from the start of the Encampment, begins to shimmer and change, of its unfurled surface of silken white, unto a format and coloration that makes the Petitioners all gasp.

A similar as Belldandy's own Standard, changes to a white, blue, and silver trim format, to match the Valkyrian standard, verses the red, gold, and white trim, of the Vakil standard. A Valkyrian symbol of twin Angel wings, with crossed Axes, show against the burst of a glowing background. (That was glowing.) The Vakil symbol, was Golden Wreaths, that surrounded a tri-crossed weapon set, of a Hammer and Sword, with a Lance in between. It's background, was of a red, glowing sunrise. (That 'too' was glowing!)

And of certain, Valkyries matched Petitioner gasps, as the two Standards reached to either side of two Masters of the Order, and Thor was looking at Imladris, with nothing less than such. Imladris just eyed Keiichi and Belldandy, with hardly the same confidence of the same, though Keiichi was quite rapt in his gaze back. The one from Belldandy was a level of awe that only one other goddess in presence, would exceed of. This all, as both stop, holding their Standards, with only glowing flag rods of silver and gold, of respective Valkyrian and Petitioner measure. Such however, would change, as Thor then commands out. "These Standards, require better to be placed upon!"

"Generals!" Sifa commands out. As she and four said Generals, then stride forward in exacting pace. The pride was growing from there, as Imladris notes Keiichi and Belldandy, each take an 'exacting' step to the side, closest to each Thor and Imladris, of each respective. This to allow Sifa and Lind to reach the fore spaces, open and clear, each first. Hirund, Mist and Rend then position as a triad formation, around the circle. Frode and Ishara behind Thor, just tremble with their own growing pride, in witness. This all triggered moreso, when Sifa and Lind then flare of wordless spells, an Axe into each of their hands. The one Imladris blinks in recognition... "(That's my Axe from home. The Standards upon it... wait... By the Light!)" ...as the Axe in Sifa's hands, are much larger than of a normal Axe, and are of a Blue Diamond make, that makes Imladris reactively reach for, without looking, to still find his own blue diamond weapon, still at his side. The version in Sifa's hands, are filled with Standards, that apparently with all effect, cycle-phase with each other, like some strange, shimmering rainbow. Imladris gulps in realization, of what this weapon is.

And then, in a particularly complex procession, Keiichi 'feels' his Standard shaft tilted for him, as Belldandy does the same, to present the twin Flags of angle, to then 'receive' the Axes, as Sifa and Lind present them. All the while, the other Generals then display a triad of glowing and expanding, Intracel code orbs, that then encapsulate the proceeding, of glittering colors mustered of each General. All such then initiates a ritual of Lind's held Axe of her current Beloved, becomes melded unto the shaft of the Flag of the Vakil, such Keiichi is mesmerized by. Similar of simult of motion, Sifa's Axe of Tyr, is melded unto the shaft of the Flag of the Valkyrie. Belldandy is no less stricken of awe filled pride. The application leaves Imladris's Axe unto the Standard of the Vakil, and the obvious Axe of Tyr, unto the Valkyrie. The Symbology is apparent from there.

Which all then amplifies, as Keiichi then 'feels' his motion, then shift his Flag to the vertical, at the same moment that Belldandy does for hers held. After, they let them both go, to hover on their own. Such both then float to each other, within the Recognition Spell Mandala active from the Generals, at which when they grow close enough, Thor and Sifa then spell out... ": Let the spire of Greatness, that was Fostered so Long ago, be shone of sight, once and ever more! This to return to old eyes, the old Standard that brings all Pride, to the Order's Twin! :" ...to effect of twin sets of glowing orbs then spreading out a double helix of Intracellic code, around the twin Standards! The effect, combined by the collapsing Recognition Spell, all snaps down to flare the coalescing sight! One that squints eyes looking, but none hardly blinded, by the emerging final result.

One that Imladris 'snaps' recognition enough, of old mind, on seeing.

A melded staff of both Standards, and all the combined smaller versions of battles replete, all fluttering with pride, upon a spiral twin open coil shaft of steel and blue diamond, of the Twin Axes merged. All as if a coil of the Yggdrasil Tree, of a fashion, was the bearer of the Flags now. The sharp sight of both Axes, steel opposing/joining blue diamond, adorn the top, each facing away from the other. Perpendicular to them, the Flags fly their pride on, again the added flutter of Standards of Battle, accompany. All size of note, of the complete Standard, has also doubled, along with apparently, the same pride, along with!

Not one soul that saw this, present or not, were not moved at the sight to behold.

"Our Age of waiting, is over this Day." Thor announces.

"Way to be showy about it." Imladris accents in looking, to mixed laughs, chuckles, and giggles about. This as Thor then takes hold of the Combined Standard, and then wordlessly offers it, before Imladris. Unto whom, a Knight-King-something, feels more ice in his pit, than he nominally feels, from the General of his Life. And the eyes looking at Imladris, were wanting, for the waiting.

No less than of ice laden eyes, that were just as so.

One slight breath taken. "Are I not still, only a Knight of Heaven's mode?"

"Of more, than even I ever expected of you." Thor in return. Such that a strong right gauntleted hand takes hold of the offered shaft, and such hefted, to the immediate wellspring of more knowledge, unlocked within a Knight's expanding mind! Such came with a good whip of wind, that whips Flags and Regalia cape, alike. The same for all around. A 'coincidental' effect, that sends trembles all around.

Within seconds after this watershed moment, of a knightly held tone... "This 'has' been too long, in waiting. Life, Preserve and Protect."

A good tear jerk hic, comes from a smiling Belldandy, to a good amused set of smirks, of the immediate circle. This before all save Thor and Imladris, all step back. Imladris however then asks. "I 'do' however wonder openly, if such is time yet, what this display means."

Thor just replies back, to some noticed nods, all around. "Your status, may only be Provisional. But it is all too clear, by all actions, by all manner demonstrated, that more than enough of Tyr is before me... before us all here now, that Trust is offered, the same of what you take from me, in your hands. This for the wanted Names, all returned."

Imladris just sighed and shook his head. Not quite yet at the apex of the Orders, but the Ceremony, has its effects here. Moreso beyond. He then lifts it back, to eye the Grand Standard of the Twin Orders, and then decides a course to proceed from, when he sees certain specific Standards, below the Flags, that are of a Dark blue, with amber-gold trim. Not of Battle, these are. The Intracellic encoding upon them, makes Imladris now think of two Valkyries, of his old Training Command, that are absent of this moment.

Wordlessly to these two absent honored, Imladris then realizes an old Spell, that he only need mention of... ": This Standard, amends new honor for those absent... :" ...as his free left hand, then glows from it, to the eye of mixed versions of amazement, as upon a gauntlet, two more Standards of dark blue and amber-gold trim, with specific Intracellic encoding, appear, from a somber shimmer. Such Imladris then raises both of connecting point, to magically tie both on, with words of spell added... ": ...this to know, that we Honor the last know Fallen of battle, Valkyries Rota and Hodir, both my friends, and the added Joy of the Orders, that they ever were. :" ...onto the Grand Standard.

When he finishes, it is the first time, currently, that a Knight could ever remember seeing tears on a War Master's face. Not one other seeing, were no less now. Imladris felt his own, and the same of a Beloved, all too keen and clarion.

Such from this tune, that he even sees Keiichi's eyes well up, that an ancient tone, take up accord, for the Orders present, to heed and hear. This as Imladris tips the Grand Standard, and stabs out... "We that are here, in behest of the forty-seven of the Valkyrie Order, and the eighty-six of Vakil Order, that have fallen since last I had mind to know of my previous existence! One accepted as such, all stand here in honor of the Glory that we live for, because of the acts we honor here in Truth!"

A wellspring of pride, as few other exist, there and then, amongst the witnessing. More words to effect in cascade... "MY Fellow sentients of Heaven! MY Friends! MY Honored! 'MY'... only a word said, because of a belonging I wanted for so long, now sees reciprocation of the same! All to join in the Honor, that is in Standing as the Twin Orders, that my memory sees remembrance of founding. Know that the words Valkyrie and Vakil, are the Clarion to speak of our Standard, for the greater mode of Existence, to see, endure and experience. This, now! This, essential! This, of Joy like no other!"

Imladris looks around, and sees eyes accepting each word. All taken to the final measure. "I do not know the future. I have a Norn Cousin that holds that all the better than I. -Many snickers around...- I instead hold the past, of another Norn Cousin, as mindfulness of what has come hence, but live in the present, for the Present." ...that last, with eyes to Keiichi, and then Belldandy in turn. Adding... "Cause one is such a Norn Cousin, as well." ...to more laughter. Belldandy sure gave a good smirk back, in kind.

More of an Imladris best... "I say this, to ensure that what we remember, as we live for each day, is what the Orders were created for. All such to take Joy in our eternal Mission, for the benefit of all Heaven serves. For our Heavenly sky, down to the many mortal versions below, and even the darkest version below that. This to ensure protection from excesses, both ends of the Ash Tree, can conduct of mistake."

A good number of traded eyes around, including versions that were rather familial, that Imladris was not aware as current. Such of other mind, keeps to end his speech by. "Our fellow souls of the Twin Orders! We celebrate here. We remember here. We... exist here. The same past this day, and an Eternity beyond! The details are what we live of them! The memories are cherished from them! The history makes us all stronger, and all around us, more glorious! For if all this is proper, then all is well and good, for what we strove for, more than all else, for the Twin Orders we all serve!

And such is ever good, to my eye. -good shrug- And all such is ever good, beyond my, yours, and all ken. That is the meaning of our Joy, of Battle, and so much more beyond."

"Here, here." Thor nods a good stiff one unto. Imladris nods as well, and then looks over for those very pride stricken eyes, this before he has all sight blinded, when the Flags just suddenly bluster, and comically flap across his melon, and then the flags drape all around him! Sight of him, above the waist is lost, as he mumbles out, of everlasting comedy... "Well... this is a familiar mode here."

It was from there, after laughter like no other, that the Clarion soon sounds of a formal Spell of Heaven to heed, and all below to note at their leisure. And to their wary.

The Twin Orders were one, and complete again. Vakil 'and' Valkyrie, were lexicon, once and ever more.

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-On the march back home.-

"So, is gold dude finally head of you all again? If... I got everything right?"

Keiichi felt weird, when two entire formations giggled in tune with him, the Vakil version behind the Valkyrie one, of twenty-five Commanders unto each, more of a hearty chuckle, all the same. This as he held the light to hand hold grasp, of the Grand Standard, as he the apparent ever flag bearer here, just blushes. Such he hears in turn, from Lord Thor, marching ahead of him. "Lord Tyr, his Provisional status only so far as not full head of our Orders, still maintains presence the same, to allow our celebration, to give the Orders their formal meaning, once more."

Imladris, marching aside Thor, as Sifa behind, with four Generals behind Sifa noting, hear of return comment. "Don't think I'm formally ready to lead the Orders, as yet. Hardly otherwise and excuse here I... I said it's not an excuse, Lind!" ...he reacts to a mental 'icy' ping, all too noticeably felt. Sifa just amends, to finish for a heeding Morisato... "Know however, young Vakil of Blue Wings, that Tyr's status, is only halted in waiting, for only so long now. This before, we all expect to be led properly by this bloke, once and fully more."

Keiichi looks over to a smiling Belldandy, as the Silver Wings marches in perfect cadence with him, such that Hirund then offers, for no other reason, other than... "I expect that formal day of Ascension, will be most expected, of one beside me here, to be utterly certain." ...this Imladris gulps, to the all but flaming blush he feels, from a proud as ever Lind. Such was an aided emotion, that was apparently being fed from, from three... er... four others, of her family clutch. Frode for one, with Ishara beside her, in between the two formations, as they all marched home from whence-ever, just all but floods this pride forth, from his rather ancient Network.

Imladris just takes from it all. "Well, a swell bang up party you all threw." ...of allusion to all the planning, that hath come to pass. Thor just joshes in, and back... "We should do many more such here."

Imladris smirks, but has another iota, now all but swamping his mind, that only pure military discipline, kept him from busting his emotions out all over upon.

Thankfully for him, at that moment, they breach over the ridgeline, and enter sight of Nekomi proper once more. A good and well afternoon in wane, to color and details that put many seeing in the formations, of pause. Of one however, comically noted, is when Keiichi 'sees' another detail... "H... HUH? HEY! Our home!" ...as Belldandy 'keeps' Keiichi in proper formation, but all too well sees the changes of distant note, of... "Oh my! Our home was expanded!"

Of added detail, of Imladris's note... "Looks all like some bed and breakfast site of note. Of... well... a manor."

Afar, a three story, replete sight, that is at least five times larger, than what once was beforehand, that the Encampment left sight of! This along with other replete details, that make the sight unbelievable, as well as picturesque! As sight grows of detail, as they march on closer, Keiichi just wonders openly... "I hope we don't freak out that Priest dude, from so long back."

Belldandy just smiles. "Given I already sense the touch of Father, upon sight ahead, such may be a blessing to be fully had."

"Hope taxes don't come with it." Keiichi back in banter. A good humor had all around, as they soon enough, reach home.

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"Holy cow." ...Megumi awed out, Keiba next to her, no less, speaking of a tone, that the rest of the replete family, mortal and prior immortal alike saw, as the Formation parade finishes forming in the courtyard, of the 'internally' well expanded Tarikihongan Temple grounds. More than ample room now, for a parade of significant size.

Another recent returneth, Chihiro in her all but betrothed manly arms, gawks to the same. "I feel so patriotic now."

"Yupper." Takano in Keima's hand of left, right her own, amends.

Eihwa just floats, still uneasy of her place in this scene, and beyond, as Peorth in Talos arms, and Isa, eyeing towards a Spirit within the Vakil ranks, all see of next act, as Almighty smiles a twelve year old versioned pride, as before the witnessing family, as the Encampment reaches its conclusion, as Sifa commands out... "PAH-RADE! REST!" ...to even Keiichi 'reflexively' motioning of snap too! Even the Grand Standard he holds, is held at the proper. He just sees his kin of family, eye him of a unique nature here. Such Chihiro already had alluded to.

Hild, as afar as she can dare, without missing out on close of details, just smirks, as Almighty and Frigurina then stride forth, in proper Commander and Subordinate formation, despite their 'age', before stopping about five meters from a Friend, in the fore of the full formation. Such that Thor even acts 'subordinate', in placement of the Formation, as Almighty addresses to the obvious before him. "Hath ye, a full and proper time of Joy, my Commander, and Friend?"

"All that Joy merits, Sir!" Imladris steels out, more than enough of the old tone of 'Tyr', present to hear of ancient mode.

"Then the Mission is a Success." Frigurina replies with equal voice of command. Imladris in equal turn. "Indeed Ma'am."

Takes a lot, to make a Creator that 'has' seen it all, to engender a good shiver, on seeing the Grand Standard. The same of seeing the two formations, the Valkyrie in jumpsuits, crisp and taut. The Vakil, their version a myriad of earthen colored adventurer cloth and adornment, with copper, brass, and gold adorning across the Vakil mode, no other formal 'uniform' of mode, other than coloration uniformity alone. Seeing such upon Guardinals and Petitioners, alike, is just as striking, to the eye.

Almighty then nods, and such that Imladris and Thor, make a mutual about-face, to a moment later of, from a Lord Knight, after a good lay of his approving eye. Plenty of contented facades eyeing back, all then hear simply. "Encampment! It has been my Pride, to serve with you here! More to come, I am expecting, of certain.

Encampment! Dis-MISSED!" ...of such outright, the gathering finally breaks of mode.

From there, a spread of family gathering, as Sifa 'asks' Lind, to place the Grand Standard, back where Imladris's old Axe Standard, whence came, in the Temple. During this, a literal host of myriad meetings take place, as the sun sets well and true.

And a heart, despite all distraction, begins to fill more and more, of a demanding want. A need. A shout his heart slowly starts to lose control of.

Of other details, a Morisato family, with a Norn version, co-mingle to prod awe, uncertainty, and yet more pride, of a betrothed duo, that Belldandy takes to enhance Keiichi's standing with them 'all', to more lavished heights. Keiichi just keeps his end, of reversing that, unto Belldandy, for each equal measure taken.

Another, a rather Council laden group, of the small, keeps banter mild, as they can sense one of their own, losing sense of his knightly heartbeats. Moreso, when Lind reemerges to find converse with her own family, though this group is done in the singular, as only Jora of the Gold Wings, finds comfort of approach, as Hirund has her own 'sisters', keep distance, 'also' sensing the tidings, in the cool, evening, February air.

The other's mortals not as so, despite unwanted (though 'accepted',) enhancements, all float between these family groups, as the rather crowded temple courtyard, (size, and the nearby flowery laden water fountain, not a mistake of descriptor,) sees the rest not of immediate mention, just float about. This as eventually even snacks appear, at behest of silently appearing Seraphim, that take 'back' the auspices of the mortals, but not as so with immortal ones.

Belldandy just remarks at one point. "It appears we have a social party, to truly enjoy here."

"Y... yeah..." Keiichi remarks, his eye still on the lavishly sized residence, of hard to not see note. Takano just quips out... "Yah, I'm sure underdressed for this party hardy gatherin."

"Not having fun, are we then?" A Mighty voice of the small, hardly meek, quips, as He and Frig approach. Takano just waves a free hand, as she cradles a fine beverage in her right. (Not realizing the 'ambrosia' value of it.) "Oh nay nay good Big Sir! Just not used ta all this."

"Or that." Keiichi quips, Keima nodding the same. (And Keima... Megumi... Satoko... all names familiar of mortal note in presence and young.) Such is the thumb of said personage, at the obvious to remark. Almighty smirks and notes... "Such you think, I do not have a Gift, to bestow on you? I will not have the past, as the only measure, of what is to come in hand."

Keiichi gulps, as the 'hand', squeezes in reflex, to a Norn version most present. Keiichi however quips, to a good laugh from Urd and Rei. "Hope there's a road map to my room, in there, at least."

"What was that?" Al...

"Ah! Nothin! Nothin sir!" ...K1.

-Laughter- ...many nearby sources. Almighty just smirks his youthful self, as Frigurina giggles in.

"And here we go." ...comes from the last voice expected, as many eyes, look over at a CEO, that has eyes over at 'one' other, that stands rather alone, at that moment. "Eh?" Otaki for one, blurts, as eyes train over at a soul that has eyes only towards one other.

Yet about waver once again, from a course most wanted. This as Imladris, for a good ten minute streak, since the 'party' really got going, went from reminiscing with fellows of the Order, more than a few congratulatory faces he'd hath no recognition of. A few he 'thought' he should know better of, especially of the humanoid souls immortal, of the Vakil, all before his constant gazes over at Lind, stolen, all result in a growing 'sense' of aura, that all around was feeling more, and more of.

The point at the end, is one soul that acts all of a soul inebriated, that keeps taking good pulls of his present once more Tankard, to find 'courage' by. The catch was, he 'wasn't' deliberately conducting such, of himself. Not knowing a Curse effect was 'overlapping' him, the same that was 'reverberating' unto other souls beginning to realize of the growing aura, that 'it' was steering him too much. Such at first, his soul wilts, after another all too stolen look at a General, that he then makes that last draw of his mead.

'Perhaps, this is not the time.' ...he 'realizes', and starts a strange 'double-take' motion, seeing all those souls around, of such he 'loses his nerve', of a Curse reflect fashion. Such sight comprises of him bobbing towards, then 'away' from, and warily back again, before a fourth motion to 'full' pull away to 'reset' himself by.

'Don't let her go.'

The 'voice' within Imladris's head, he had no recognition of. A feminine one of certain, but despite that gnawing hint of familiarity to it, he knew not whence... 'N... no...' ...his mind steels certainty back from weakness, such he realizes too openly... "Too long."

"What was that?" ...a voice he willingly guarded over, quips out, as Imladris looks up, realizes, and sees over where Keiichi, and then 'every' eye is unto him now. Such somehow, his voice tones out... "Too..." ...and eyes at a rather steady looking, set of steel blue eyes, to add... "Too long." ...to his stumble forward, towards her.

Keiichi then feels his hand truly held, as Belldandy remains as voiceless as all others...

...save one... "Is that so?" ...of a pompous as ever CEO, that enjoys a lot of glares, for her prodding by. Such Lind has her drink taken by Thurd, for her to step forward of, amidst a space of area, that suddenly seemed ever the larger than before.

(And Frig just elbows Al's auspice at that moment, of a creative spell finger.)

"Indeed it is." Imladris responds, of a mixed tone, that 'every' ring bearing male present, could recognize. Of not so however, the method taken, as Imladris sees Lind saunter another step near, and he in turn, flares his hand of Incarnum. This time, a sharp and bright formation of a teleportation spell activates, to no interruption this time. With his own step forward, mysticism more than apparent.

'Common Cousin...' ...in spaced hopes, from Urd and Skuld, by seconds of each other, another few of a Sigrun version... 'Master...'

...and as a spell reaches formal apex to format by, a Knight begins to kneel before his one true love.

Such a Valkyrie version, of a soft smile, but then stiffens her knees.

Such that set of Tyr laden eyes, glow of a wanted moment, most giving.

Such a steel blue version, slits slightly.

Such, as Regalia looks all the majestic...

Such that a Valkyrie suit, looks just as stiff...

Such... "My love, I..."

Such... "Ahem."

Such eyes blink all around.

Such a Knight hears... "What are you doing?"

Imladris blinks quirkily. "Eh?"

(End Act VIII)

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AN: Boy this has been harder to write, than I intended. Finding that right combination that make the theme of the last few acts, all fit together just right, and fill in stuff that has been setup, over two prior Volumes, just made for chiseling, as much as writing here. Probably still not right in places, but hopefully what comes next, will make it all worthwhile.

Or all fit to be sent to the trash bin on my computer, but either way, hopefully it'll be worth the read. I thank those that have given this story, a proper fun chance. And I'll leave it all here, for now.