Thread: ~ яαgиαяσк ~ [[ Aeris & Jugger82 ]]

RE Ragnarok Aeris Jugger82 The stench of rotten corpses and burning flesh plagued her senses. Bewildered cries followed by desperate shouts, metal bracing metal, blood staining the ground a bright crimson red. The sky was murky, filled with ominous black clouds that blotted the sunlight. A dark burgundy texture painted the horizons pallet. Sparks of luminous fire were created by the dry funeral pyres, the ends of their tails trailing distantly behind them. A path of gnarled devastation and debris lay in waste. Nothing was sacred enough to be left kempt. Her brows furrowed, a hand moving to her crested steel helmet to straighten it over her head. The grip on her golden spear tightened, the chains dangling from its shaft clinking against each other, rustling up the slightest of sounds. She kneeled down gracefully and her smeared hand over the burnt soil, feeling the hurt in the earths core. Her head solemnly rose, feeling the vibrations of a thunderous collection of footsteps. All around her was fire and Death, brimstone hailing from the parted sky. A slight breeze blew her beautifully flowing golden locks, her body rising so that her back was facing it. The Valkyrie saw hundreds upon thousands of giants suddenly emerge from the apex of a large hill, beginning their descent down until they would ultimately reach her. She closed her eyes Do you see now, Aeris? This is the fate of your world this is the fate of our world. In the end, this will be our shared doom. It was foretold eons before I even existed that this event would inevitable nothing can stop this certain future. A boisterously loud sound awoke her from the trance of sleep. It continued with its lecture, its voice a deep, cold baritone. All that we can do is pray for a swift end, and die with honor. Do not attempt to defy Fate she has already determined the outcome of the End of Days. She has even told me of your end, of my end, of all of our ends. As morbid and depressing as he sounded, he was right. It had been predestined that on Ragnarok, Armageddon, the forces of Light would finally be vanquished, leaving only Darkness. Her eyes slowly opened, her brilliant cerulean blue gaze peering directly at the charcoal black raven perched in front of her on a nimble branch. She was back in the birds room, the vision of the future vanishing like smoke whisked away in the air. Her plush red lips parted as if she was beginning to speak. Is there truly no other way? she asked sweetly, her tender voice sounding like a rapturous chorus to the ears. Is there nothing we can do to stop this? Even if we fight valiantly, we will all die? The Valkyrie shield-maiden tipped her headgear to the side, flexing her right cheek while anxiously awaiting the ravens answer. Being the brazen fighter that she was, accepting Death wasnt an easy task for her. I wont accept Fates decision until she has come to greet me on her own two feet. I do not fear the omens and the premonitions the gods have of war, you know this. If it is my destiny to die in this upcoming battle, then I would rather do so by combating the Darkness than cowering in fear. Aeris was one of the last Valkyrie in the dying land of Asperitas. She was a demi-goddess, seeing as both her mother and her father were deities of the Pantheon. As a shield-maiden, her job was to ensure that the troops remained calm, rallied, and virtuous during a battle. She wasnt merely another pretty face, though her gorgeousness was beyond that of any mere mortal. For countless ages, the spawn of men, elves, giants, dragons, and hundreds of other fantastical beings lived in a harmonious rhapsody, none challenging the others existence to live. The Gods of the Pantheon maintained a watchful eye over these creatures, though with time, a new seed of dark offspring rose. Of them was the Goddess of the Underworld and Death, Lilith. She hid her strength, posing as nothing but a mere Ferrier of deceased souls to the Land of the Dead, Nifleheim. However, trickery and debauchery proved to be her greatest weapon. The child of Darkness persuaded the giants and demons to turn on their peaceful neighbors, the humans, in the beginning of the First Great War. It resulted in a bitter lasting feud between the two, still lasting to this day. For such a long time, Lilith hoped to one day achieve her goal of spreading Chaos to all the reaches of Asperitas. By the time she had become strong enough for the Gods to take notice, it was too late. She was vastly superior to any of them in strength, and a mere Pantheon could stop her no longer. Wars drew out for centuries at a time, the forces of Light combating the forces of Darkness, neither side growing stronger than the next. But Fate had plans of its own. In the final battle, the ultimate conflict known as Ragnarok, the victor would be the Lilith. It was predetermined, predestined, and undisputable. Grief and sorrow struck the mortals, knowing that they would perish regardless of how much of a fight they gave. It was the reason why Aeris had come to Sven the Wise, a raven of knowledge, to humbly seek information regarding another possible outcome. There was none. The bird chortled, shaking its head side to side. Child even now, when you are faced with an impossible task, you are stubborn enough to foolishly disobey my counsel and try to create a future on your own. You must understand, Aeris, that you cannot control your own Fate. Though you pull and tug and run as you want, your Fate will ultimately pull you with it. The raven shook its body, feathers falling elegantly from its side. The day of reckoning is but a mere month away. Steel yourself and your soldiers in body and mind, for if you truly mean to do battle against this unstoppable force, you must be prepared to lose everything of value to you. The avian creature remained completely still, eyeing her with its beady black eyes. I I understand, Sven. Thank you for your time. Aeris bowed graciously and left the ravens residence, opening the silk-thread tents entrance with both her hands. She looked at the sun, just as it started its rise into the sky. A hue of bright pink and royal orange struck the ground with a magnificent reflection, causing everything in the landscape to resemble the two colors. Aeris took a deep breath in, her large, exposed chest filling with air, and then sharply exhaled. I never thought I'd live to see this... Ragnarok. She chuckled, tapping her fingers gently against the smooth surface of her chin. Heh, I suppose my mind was elsewhere, telling myself that Id be living a peaceful life. How silly of me Her half-open eyes morosely stared off into the distant horizon, holding her slender arms tightly. She sauntered over the edge of the sediment cliff, her eyes scouting the land beneath her. On the rugged, outcropped terrain was a bastion legion of men, elves, and other races that opposed the ever-growing Darkness. It stretched further and wider than she could comprehend, let alone see. It was the largest gathering in Asperitas, but it was for good reason. They knew what was at stake. Everyone would fight to the last breath... or else the world would surely fall. The elements, the beings, the sun, the moon, the stars, the skies, the earth, the seas, day, night... Life, Death - they would all have a part to play in the grand scheme of things. It wasn't given the namesake 'End of the World' for no reason. Ragnarok would destroy all Light on Asperitas, and eventually, the Darkness itself would fade into oblivion. What is the purpose of all this? Who does it benefit? When will it all end? What is the cause? she pondered, her mind trailing in circles. Perhaps there wasn't meant to be an answer to any of her questions. Chaos drove all of this to occur, and it had no motives or confines, it merely sufficed to exist and spread. She chuckled, running a hand through her sleek hair. I suppose I should stop being so apprehensive of the future when it's already determined for me. She spread her magnificent, feathery wings, feeling the warmth of the sun beam down on them. Fate... is there truly no way to sway you? Are you so determinate that not even the will or mettle of the greatest of men can change you? She closed her eyes once more, feeling the cool breeze... And with that, she let her body fall freely over the cliff, her wings spread, and soared across the sky. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Currently in Valkyrie Form