Writing Prompts Archive/10/Naomi

*Garlemald, midnight, location unknown*

*The room was dark, a bit too dark for my taste. All I could see were various weird contraptions, barely illuminated by the faint neon lights they were emitting. They produced some rather eery yet quiet noises. Barely got up to sit from the main operation table as I spotted her coming closer. The sound of her boots echoing through the room, getting louder with each step she took towards me. Her face was concealed, yet her mouth projected a satisfied smirk.*

*“So… my champion, what will you do with your newfound power? What will you use it for… What will you fight for?”*

*She clearly was expecting me to say a word… I rubbed my tired eyes and looked up to her still not used to the new body nor the new voice.*

*“What… do I fight for?”*

*Suddenly she extended her hand resting it on my shoulder as she smiled down on me in an almost motherly way. It was sort of creepy, yet I somehow felt her touch to be… calming.*

*“Do not be afraid to speak your mind. After all who am I to judge? You don’t need to hide behind primitive principles… just tell me what your heart desires the most, tell me what it’s yearning for so much!”*

*As she spoke those words her voice got more and more excited, if I didn’t tell her now, she would pull the words from my tongue, yet I’m sure she knew anyways.*

*“All I ever did in my life was fight. I want to grow even stronger, I want to fight more!”*

*“For what? What would be your cause? Would you fight for me? Your friends? Your allies?”*

*At this point I felt she was mocking me, she knew I wasn’t a hero nor that I could ever be one. No protector of the innocent, no warrior of the light, none of that… I just was a…*

*“I fight… to get stronger I suppose?”*

*She sighed in disappointment as she took her hand from my shoulder shaking her head in disapproval before wandering around me like a beast observing its prey.*

*“You are no different from the crownprince… a beast… no, a monster even!”*

*“No! I am not a monster!... I… I am….”*

*I didn’t know what I am… neither do I ever asked myself that question expecting an answer… yet she clearly gave me an answer, even though it was not what I wanted to hear.*

*“The way you cut loose in battle has made me consider you as my chosen one from the beginning, young one. You fight for no other reason, but for the thrill of it. You don’t attack the weak ones, because you’re too righteous to kill them, no no no… You disregard them entirely, because they are not worth the effort… isn’t it?”*

*She was right… Whenever I fight, I just fight for the fight itself, throwing away all what I stand for, all that’s dear to me… just for the thrill of battle.*

*“So… I’m no different from the beasts, the primals… guess that really makes me a monster huh?”*

*The robed figure chuckled amused… guess she really got what she wanted, eh? Not that It matters now anyways.*

*“Does that fact trouble you? Only the victor writes the tale and the vanquished will be it’s villain. Go out there and fight, fight to one day please that insatiable will to fight, just make sure you don’t lose, my resonant champion!”*

*At this point I thought I made up my mind… her words they sounded so sweet. Almost like she knew what I wanted to hear. Despite all of that there was some truth to her words, which made me consider them.*

*“Do you mind giving me some time… alone? I need to meditate and think about this conversation”*

*She silently nodded, giving off a rather satisfied smirk again as she turned around.*

*“We will speak later, Naomi… or should I call you… Ava van Junitus?”*

*I heard her chuckling after saying those words. It was only an alias, she seemed to grow rather fond of it. Not that her kind ever cared about names.*