#SUMMONS HEROES OF ELD

[charmingbrute]

we make fun of raha's hero worship but never talk about eli's hero worship of azem enough

[voidsentprinces]

Xenophobia is often associated with the fear of the foreign or what one might consider alien. But it is also known as Fear of the Unknown. Both definitions infect every inch of the Hydaelyn/Zodiark Arc. In how each expansion shows how the lynchpins of the narrative both fully accept it in a double edged sword sort of way.

The Garleans have a xenophobic destain for the Eorzeans who they see as weak and primative as the Beast Tribes. Because, like the Beast Tribes summoning their Primals, Gaius believes Louisoix called on the image of the Eorzean's Twelve to succeed in Carteneau. But, due to how Gaius functions as we see in Orphans of Werlyt Arc. He also sees potential wrapped in his xenophobia. That so long as you are of use to the Empire or his conquest, you are good enough. But he is clearly neglectful as we see how easily Varro just moves in to fill his power vacuum in both his, Nael and Nero's absence from their respective "projects". In considering Lahabrea could be playing him like a fiddle. In believing and relying on the Allagan Ultima Weapon to subjagate and prove his right to rule, which is why he had broken off without Emet's blessing to pursue the conquest in the first place. So while Gaius and Garleans are hypocritical from foundation to cause in that they fear the primal's power after Solus showed them the Burn and then again when facing the forces of Doma, the Confederacy and Eorzea. They are more than willing to place their faith in the unknown weapons of Allag or a simple soldier suddenly discovering cereuleum and making machines to run off them after being a timid, stoic figure previously.

In Midgardsormr, we hear about his traveling through the sea of stars and seeing all the dead planets and worlds. He does not know what caused this, he is younger than the summoning of Zodiark and yet Meteion had all the time in the world to destroy every planet but the Omnicron's and the Dragonstar which fell to war and destruction. His fear of the unknown manifesting in his indifference to Ishgard and the Dragonsong War and the blessing the Warrior of Light has been granted by Hydaelyn. Believing that weak mortal like us couldn't stand up to the despair that Venat must of notified him of. Which is why he calls the Blessing, a Curse. He has seen the destruction of this unknown despair but is willing to let the First Brood War against the various forces of Eorzea without oversight.

In the Holy See, who literally built a war against literal canonical aliens in the fight against Nidhogg's Dravanian Horde and through their xenophobic zealotry are also more than ready to suddenly turn to the alien concept of summoning a Primal based on their founding heroes of eld. How Thordan is so easily swayed by the whispers of Igeyohrm, Elidibus, and Lahabrea. And while seeming to himself to be fully in control of the situation. Becomes a Primal to become immortal to obtain the alien presence of a God. And doesn't even stop to consider, he is literally goading the Legendary Primal Slayer into conflict by doing so.

...Jesus Christ Stormblood. I do not think I am qualified to even begin on this. Doma and Ala Mhigo are beaten down for twenty years to be alienated from the prospect that they are free. They eventually submit to the Garlean rule because it is better than death. Living under the oppression is better than dreaming for better. They let it consume them, let it eat them, and fall under it. They reject their fellow revolutionaries who bring the outside power of the Scions because of this. They have seen the rebellion flag raised and lost their young and old alike in the revelry. Ala Mhigo having the freshest scars from Baelsar's Wall being a trick by Ilberd. Doma reeling from the death of their Emperor and perhaps his son Hien. The Oronir reject the outsider interference to the Rite of Naadam until they have given tribute and are welcomed in by the Mol. The Dotharl are indifferent to their pains. But when Garlemald marches on their lands, they go to the banner of their new leader by sacred rite. Elidibus and Asahi use Doma's overcaution to orchestrate a coup plot to oust the Popularis and bring Doma into conflict with Garlemald once again. While Varis is knowingly leaning on the foreign power of the Ascians to see his plan to fruition.

Shadowbringers, I mean...literal eldritch beings who will take away all you know and love because they veraciously consume the resource of aether and how this corrupts or strengthens those who are victim of this. Emet orchestrating the birth of Vauthry to lead the masses with a strange power they don't question, Ran'jit clinging to the Oracle of Light until this moment, the Viis fiercily defending the Ronkan Lands at the behest of the long fallen empire even though it hides a Lightwarden which brings most of their woes and dwindles their tribe on the daily, the fear of the two Dark Religions in Rak'tika and how they deal with death. One immediately siding with Eulmore if it means they will have dominion over the Greatwood, the others somber but in revelry hoping for the return of the sunless sea, Lakeland most accepting of the foreign exarch and all his...quirks. Il Mheg being once a proud kingdom now overtaken by the fae. Their King corrupted by the Light Madness. Amh Araeng at the foot of the Flood of Light paused. Its ill sickened by the light poisoning. All of them wholly welcoming the foreign aid of the Crystarium and the Warrior of Dark while being apathetic to their own plight, not wishing to hope.

Emet-Selch. Seeing us as lesser beings and wanting to burn all down in service of a God he thinks he knows. Which also putting a faint hope the success of a fragment of Azem. His empire built upon the xenophobic zealotry. His heart steeped in spite and the hatred that Azem disappeared that day and Hythlodaeus is lost. He understands we must learn of the Ascians and Amaurot to know of the unknown. While rejecting Eorzeans and Mortal Kind with every fiber of his being. Ignorant in his wisdom and spiteful in his intellect. Elidibus more or less the same but because he can't remember, while Emet-Selch cannot HELP but remember.

Ardbert literally over there being a foreign shade alienated from the world he cannot touch. That his friends are sacrificed for. That hates him for the heroic sacrifice they brought upon them. Only to be welcomed back and find rest by his oldest and dearest companion, Seto. Who will forever keep him in his memories. And in us, the Warrior of Light who he taught what little he knew of the cultures in his age. Ardbert forever living in our hearts.

Fandaniel wearing the suit of Asahi, the familiar but never knowing his true face until he introduces himself as Amon. Ironically, or thematically relevant, another character who wears a mask. Only once we peel off that mask do we meet Hermes. Who rejects the practices of Amaurot and actively seeks out into the unknown. Creating Meteion who becomes the all encompassing force that consumes the unknown. He fears and relishes the Answer he so desires.

And Hydaelyn...a previous Azem who developed xenophilia. Being enamored with the world and all its cultures. When a time traveler drops on her door step she is enamored. She has to test our strength, learn of our aetheric weakness, becomes the first to accept dynamis as principle, to accept our story of the Eorzea become. Shows us her world with the utmost happiness. The only xenophobia she encounters is the fear of the unknown. She is apprehensive that we might fail and builds the moon to ferry us away if that is the case. But she also puts all her faith in us. As that ship could also send us to Ultima Thule. She does not know if we will succeed but she hopes. She hopes beyond limits. She hopes our stories of the Final Days and the Convocation sacrificing 2/3rds of its population is false...until it happens. Until she sees her fellow peers succumb to being bound to Zodiark. That she realizes that all that was said shall come to past. And so she endures and endures and endures. Until finally, she retires to the lifestream. Both she and Hermes dying without gaining the Answer to their question. Venat's being: Will we succeed? She will never be reborn to know as she is not like Zodiark where Elidibus might of existed after his vanquish. She is a primal and fully committed to returning to the lifestream never to gain the luxury Hythlodaeus, Elidibus, Lahabrea, Fandaniel, or Emet-Selch will. A chance of rebirth and happiness. And she is content in that.

While alot is strenched in this on the definition of xenophobia in both bigotry, racism but also fear of the unknown. It can be no doubt that Venat and the Warrior of Light are the antithesis as xenophiliacs. We love to experience the new worlds and sights. We do not shirk from learning of other cultures and people who inhabit the stars and its reflections. In Dawntrail, we make a concerted effort not just to learn of Tural and all the cultures Galool Ja Ja has prospered and made welcome. But of the Empire Sphene and Zoraal Ja build and their history and beliefs. We are no longer fighting against Gaius's conquests without a second thought. Garlemald is our catalyst that its founding Emperor, Solus zos Galvus began. To learn of our enemies and our allies and to understand them completely before the inevitable meeting of arms. For in the wake of the antagonistic there is a beautiful weave of people who can be our friends, colleagues, rivals, peers and they each and everyone hold a beautiful story.

To hear what they say, to feel their emotions, and think about their tales.

I was going somewhere with this but I forgot. K bye.

[theherosreturn]

(A.N. Did you look into Bahamut? Because there was seemingly a crystal within him (namely his chest) given what’s seen in the Coils of Bahamut. This incomplete summoning also is an easy solution to the “seen” depiction of Zodiark being shattered)

(Sam wasn’t directly controlling Zodiark…but his presence was enough to make The Eternal Darkness a major threat to all.

Massive compared to all, the ledge the heroes were on (even as it detached from the walls of the room, with a sizable gap left behind no less) was a saving grace for reaching the recreated Eldest of Primals.)

Bradley: Everyone…*forms a summoning circle for seven more allies from across time and space, to give more of an edge in this incoming battle*…let’s finish this.

(As glyphs of eld and floated around the room and Zodiark moved to summon dark flames from similar glyphs and created monsters of flesh from Aether…it has begun.)

(Music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-AkpqhMrggI )

(A.N. The created monsters part is literal, even if they dissipate quickly. Also…Two Words: DUTY COMMENCED)

*Uzi and Hank began gunning down any of the monsters that came their way while Molly would do her best in dumbing down the damage of any of the monsters attacks...Soon, the guards would hear the commotion and either fire at the rogue Primal or the heroes due to them intruding into their base*

Gray Soldat: Fire at will! Use the experimental weapons if you have to!! Just kill 'em all!!

[genshinarchives]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇. 𝟏𝟕

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟕 : 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 : Something important has been revealed to you as a demonic fog is unleashed upon Mondstadt City.

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 : Aether, Albedo, Baizhu, Bennett, Chongyun, Dainsleif, Diluc, Kaeya, Kazuha, Osial, Razor, Venti, Xiao, Xingqiu, Zhongli

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 : Romance, hurt/comfort, reverse harem

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : N/A

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 : If you’d like to learn more about Muramasa (his canonverse version), here’s his profile.

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟔

Lumine approached the kneeling Transcendant, Abyss Herald and Lector before her, her eyes devoid of the sunny warmth they once had. Muramasa held his breath in fear and trepidation as her gold-accented boots came to a halt in front of him, and before his brain could register what was happening, a powerful blast hit him which sent him flying into a stone pillar. The impact of the sudden collision created a dent on the surface as a web of cracks appeared around it, and his body slid to the floor pathetically.

"Be grateful that I'm not in a foul mood today. For almost ruining our plans, you could have had it much worse," she said, lowering her hand that unleashed the attack, "I ordered you to act like her enemy and incapacitate her, not break free of Crestoria's influence and help her. It was a good thing I ordered Regn and Elding to check up on you since you were taking longer than expected."

"I'm sure he could have survived a stronger blast, Your Highness," the Abyss Lector, Elding interjected, "He does possess the gene of the Transcendant Kusanagi, who was known to have the sturdiest body among the seven."

"Indeed. We had been fortunate enough to obtain the Transcendant's data and create him after retrieving Aragami Muramasa's brain," the Abyss Herald, Regn added.

Lumine narrowed her eyes at Muramasa, who was still recovering from the collision. "The Abyss Order created you and gave you a second chance in life, which is why you're obligated to follow my orders. If you don't want me to force you with Crestoria, then do not oppose me."

"I... I apologise," he uttered, coughing, "But I have to ask... what does Your Highness plan to do with (y/n)? Couldn't Your Highness just talk to her?"

She folded her arms over her chest. "It's not easy to convince a loyalist to abandon their ideals. Her king was a cunning man as he made sure to raise her to become humanity's sole protector. Showing her the ugly side of humans by having them turn against her after everything she's done for them will break her and give us an opportunity to convert her to our side."

Muramasa's eyes widened in realisation and he rose to his feet. "So you're telling me... that you'll make her a hero in their eyes and then instigate an event that will make them think she was their enemy all along?"

"That's correct."

He didn't know what to feel about the plan, but he knew that something was morally wrong about it. However, he decided to keep his thoughts to himself in fear that Crestoria will be used again in order to make him obey. He swallowed thickly.

"I have one more question. Where did the original seven Transcendants come from? And why did Celestia order for their total annihilation?" he asked. Ever since he was born with a body that was made using a Transcendant's gene, he's been wondering about their origins; even omnipotent beings like them must have originated from somewhere.

Lumine was silent for a moment. She had expected him to question her about the Transcendants one day, and decided to spare him a portion of her knowledge.

"The original Transcendants were seven great heroes summoned by the Primordial One from another world to fight against 'one enemy'. The one that will cause humanity's premature destruction. Brahmastra, Excalibur, Fragarach, Gae Bolg, Gungnir, Kusanagi and Ruyi Jingu Bang... The strongest of them all was Gungnir," she explained, "The primeval seven that watched over this world were innovative beings who loved the humans like their own children. Perhaps it's their immense love for humanity that warranted the end of their era."

Muramasa could not believe what he was hearing.

"That's not fair," he murmured, lowering his gaze to the floor, "They were summoned to Teyvat to watch over the humans, but were later rejected because of their love for humanity?"

"Ironic, isn't it? It's always those who have a lot of love in them that misfortune greets first," Lumine said with a sardonic smile, "In any case, story time is over. Put on a good show for everyone in Mondstadt. There is no room for failure."

He solemnly knelt before his master with his head bowed. "Yes... Your Highness."

❀

Time stilled for a moment. The people of Mondstadt ceased their activities to gaze upon the haunting red light that had suddenly flashed from the hands of the Anemo Archon's Statue, awed by its inexplicable appearance.

Kaeya, Amber and Eula stared at the spreading hue from their seats at Good Hunter with wide eyes, their practical soldier's instincts telling them that this was no ordinary occurrence.

"I have a feeling that we've just made a grave mistake," Kaeya remarked, sounding unusually grim.

Eula immediately stood up and frowned at Kaeya. "Grave mistake? We've made a very fatal error in our judgement. We let the enemy take us on a wild goose chase, and it turns out that they were in the city all this time!"

"It was a decoy," he said, pressing a palm against his forehead, "The enemy knew that (y/n) would hinder their plans, so they created a decoy to lure her away from Mondstadt. By letting her leave, we've pretty much fallen for their ploy."

"What about Aether? Is there any way for us to contact him?" Amber asked, leaping onto her feet.

The Cavalry Captain let out a muted sigh as he rose from his seat. "We can't rely on the Traveler to solve every single one of our problems. We're the Knights of Favonius, so we should take matters into our own hands."

"Captain Eula!"

Eula turned her head when somebody called her name, and saw the surveyor of her division running towards her. Mika looked extremely panicked and she could already figure out why.

"Mika, your report. Now," she ordered.

Skidding to a stop before his captain, he then saluted her. "Yes ma'am! 50 hilichurls, 25 rifthounds and 5 abyss mages have been sighted on the bridge leading to the main gate! I've also received a report of 20 strange beasts and 2 ruin guards congregating at the Northeast Gate!"

"The enemy is not giving us any time to prepare," she muttered.

"They've blocked the only exits from this city as well. We're essentially trapped," Kaeya remarked, cupping his chin, "Judging from Mika's report, the ones at the Northeast Gate must be the main army. The enemy is planning to make us focus our manpower at the main gate so that they can break through and storm the headquarters."

"Shall I inform the knights to gather at the Northeast Gate?" asked Mika nervously.

"No. Hold the line before the bridge and let the enemy's main army in. We'll ambush them in a pincer attack once they're inside," Eula replied, "Relay my orders to the knights in charge of guarding the Northeast Gate. Make haste!"

"Understood!" Spinning on his heel, Mika left to carry out his task as the other three knights prepared for the tough battle ahead. On his way to the Northeast Gate, a blue portal suddenly materialised in his path, causing him to halt in his tracks. He took a few steps back when a gloved hand protected by a glowing blue gauntlet emerged from the galaxy-like hue.

"You'll be my first victim."

A deep voice resonating from unknown depths echoed in Mika's ears, sending chills down his spine. A being he had never seen before, fully clad in a dark regal attire, pulled the rest of his body out of the portal to tower over him menacingly.

Regn promptly activated his water blades and lunged for Mika.

Before the Abyss Herald could get close to him, a thundering spear swiftly sliced off his right arm. The surveyor let out a gasp as he stumbled to the ground, his awestruck gaze landing on the (h/c)-haired woman standing in front of him.

"Your opponent is me!" (y/n) exclaimed, pointing one of her spears at the herald.

As black ash coalesced in a cloud at his arm stump, Regn growled and lowered himself in an attacking stance. "Very well. Let us fight to the death, Spear of Dawn!"

"Go. I'll keep him busy," she told Mika, snapping him out of it. Nodding, he pushed himself to his feet and ran away to complete his task whilst praying for her safety.

(Y/n) waited until he had disappeared from sight completely before speaking up. "First Khaenri'ah, and now Mondstadt. When will you monsters ever be satisfied?"

"You talk like you're not a monster yourself for murdering your own people 500 years ago," he said, making her eyes widen.

"I would never do such a thing!"

"But you did because your so-called duty blinded you! We weren't trying to harm them that day. You were the one who turned against us and killed the very people you had sworn to protect!"

Her head throbbed as memories of Khaenri'ah's destruction flashed before her eyes abruptly, and she quickly shook her head, blinking away the pain that was etched in the remnants of her past as King Irmin's spear.

"We used to be the proud humans of Khaenri'ah," he continued, "This monstrous form is the curse we have to bear."

She stared at him in disbelief, her mind struggling to process this new information. "Then what about those riftwolves that's endemic to the Abyss? They instigated the kingdom's destruction-"

"Those wolves couldn't be controlled, so cease the blaming game!" Stabbing his water blade into the ground, he broke off a large piece of the stone path before swinging it in (y/n)'s direction. She immediately reacted, piercing through the boulder as the tip of her spear glowed blood-red. Cracks webbed out from the impact point before it shattered into tiny cubes; emerging from the curtain of falling debris, she then propelled herself forward and engaged in close combat.

"You've been betrayed twice, yet you still choose to stop this old world from perishing. Why?" he asked, parrying a lethal slice to his torso.

She shot him a burning glare. "As long as people wishing to live proper lives exist, I will continue to protect them. I was given this power for that purpose. Know that as long as my life remains, my king's ideals remain immortal."

"Absolutely foolish!" Regn roared.

"You're the one who's foolish for thinking that sacrificing one's joy for another's pain will bring back what we've lost!" she furiously yelled.

(Y/n) raised her left arm to block a roundhouse kick before swiftly catching his water blade between the top of her knee and right elbow. She then swung her spear horizontally in front of her, prompting him to flip into the air to dodge her attack. She quickly followed it up with a cross-shaped slash that forced him to retreat a few steps, and when he leapt forward to retaliate, she leaned back and slammed her foot against his abdomen. Red lightning crackled around her leg briefly as (y/n) channeled all of her strength into that one kick, and Regn was blown backwards from the impact, his back smacking against the wall of a nearby building.

He didn't get a chance to recover as (y/n) promptly threw her spear at him, forcing him to jump to avoid getting impaled; however, she had anticipated his move. Without another second to waste, she leapt towards Regn and kicked him to the ground, causing a loud crash to resound through city. Extending her arm in the direction of her spear, she opened her palm as a red galaxy-like aura was emitted from it.

"Come!" (y/n) yelled, commanding her spear to dislodge itself from the wall and spiral back into her grasp. Gripping the pole with both hands, she descended upon the weakened Abyss Herald, aiming to impale his chest.

Suddenly, she heard the sharp crackles of lightning and something collided into her side, knocking her away from her target mid-air. A gasp was forced out of her throat and before she could crash on the ground, a pair of clumsy arms caught her.

"(Y/n)! Are you alright?" asked Bennett, his eyes roaming around her body to check for any injuries. (Y/n) gritted her teeth as he carefully lowered her to her feet, frustrated that victory was snatched out of her hands at the last second.

Bennett then gasped, drawing her attention. "There's blood on your clothes! Where are you hurt?" When he tried to get a closer look at her already healed wound, she pushed him away. He was slightly shocked at her aggressive rejection, if not a little hurt.

"I'm fine," she hissed, the frustration from earlier still lingering in her tone. As she turned to look at her incapacitated target, she saw an Abyss Lector helping the Abyss Herald get through the portal they would always withdraw to when they need to make a quick escape.

"Her Highness has ordered for us to fall back, Regn," Elding said before facing (y/n) and Bennett, "I have to applaud you, (y/n). Truly, you and the real Gungnir are selfless heroes... who will only end up being betrayed by their own ideals."

She knitted her eyebrows together. "... The 'real' Gungnir? What do you mean?"

He slowly retreated to the portal whilst supporting Regn. "If you wish to learn more about the Hero of the Heavenly Spear, consider joining us. Her Highness will tell you everything you want to know about him... and his five remaining companions who still wander below the waters."

"Wait! Are you implying that some of the Transcendants are still alive?" (y/n) asked, stepping forward. However, she never got her answer because Elding had already disappeared through the portal with Regn in tow. As if on cue, a powerful gust cascaded from the direction of the Anemo Archon's statue, threatening to send (y/n) and Bennett flying. The former instinctively reached out for the latter and shielded him with her body as a mysterious fog rolled in, draping a foggy veil over their eyes.

"Wh-what's going on? What's with this fog?" Bennett exclaimed in surprise.

"I don't know," she whispered, bewildered by the phenomenon herself. She didn't know what was happening, but she knew that she had been too late in stopping the Abyss Order from carrying out its plans. "Just stay close to me. We don't know what's-" Her sentence was abruptly cut off by the clatter of an armour and a human-like groan.

"Someone's hurt!" Bennett said. Freeing himself from her arms, he headed in the direction he had heard the noise come from. The red glow of his Pyro Vision caught her attention, and she watched with wide eyes as the fog in front of him parted to create a path for him.

Realisation dawned on her.

(Y/n) quickly distanced herself from Bennett and the other person, ensuring that they were well out of her range before stopping. Driving one of her spears into the ground, a three-petal flower glyph expanded beneath her feet. Two identical glyphs then materialised on top of each other in the air, summoning a single massive bolt of red lightning that created a large dome of energy around its impact point. The surrounding fog dispersed just like she had predicted, though she knew that this was only a temporary measure.

She soon spotted a certain blond sitting on the ground a few metres ahead of her, gaping like a fish out of water. When she approached him, he snapped out of his daze and glared at her.

"Are you trying to get me killed?" Rubedo hissed.

"Where have you been?" (y/n) asked, helping him stand up.

"I've been trying to find a particular someone who left me with those two guards by the main gate earlier," he replied, dusting the dirt off his clothes, "Anyway, what were you doing just now?"

"This fog is dense with Abyssal energy. Celestial energy repels it, so I thought that I'd be able to clear the fog if I used my lightning."

He raised an eyebrow. "Well, good job. Because you also made the Favonius Knights paranoid about a powerful enemy being in the city."

(Y/n) grimaced. "At least I did something that produced useful results, unlike you. Is there anything that you're capable of?"

"Yeah. Saving your ass every time."

Rubedo yelped in pain when she punched his shoulder.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟖

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[egoiistas]

jewel of the sun (9) - friable

ffxiv - (ShB EmetWol) The Warrior of Light slumbers in the huts of Fanow and Emet-Selch is weak. Explicit

WARNING dubcon->noncon. somnophilia.

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This... addiction to her renders him feeble.

The wooden planks beneath Emet-Selch’s feet squeak and groan underneath his weight as he enters the Warrior of Light’s hut in Fanow. She does not stir as he approaches. She’s tired. The Greatwoods are vast and her little troupe covered a lot of ground today, thanks to his retrieval of their Sorceress friend.

It’s the dead of night and he’d like to collect his thanks.

The Warrior of Light slumbers - her face serene and free of any troubled expression or indication of weight from her role. Her skin glistens magnificently in the moonlight. The air in the woods is heavy with humidity, always like it had just rained. It makes the heat sweltering for those of normal constitution, even in the absence of light. Before the absorption, she would still sleep in nightwear that could hardly count as such: trousers short enough to barely reach her thighs and a strip of cloth that served to cover her breasts all around her torso. The rest of her was a feast for his eyes to ravish.

Gauging her reaction, his gloved index finger slowly travels up her leg from her ankle. By her calf, another finger joins his touch. Upon reaching above her knee, his hand feels the flesh of her thigh and squeezes a hair’s breadth short of reaching her sex. His disturbance is minimal to her rest and his cock strains against its restraints at the notion.

Bolstered, his fingers venture to the small piece of cloth in between her legs keeping her modest. It moves aside all too easily. His gaze at her sex ignites what was already beating in him quickly. He tests the touch there with it, pulling it taut to slip in between her lips. He tugs and moves it around to brush against her clitoris and she groans, but only in her sleep.

The blood in his veins pulses faster with exhilaration as he sets it to the side, snugged between her lips and thigh. He licks his lips as his thumb presses down on the hooded nub and lazily rolls it in a circle. He watches for any jolt or shift, but all he notices is the way her chest rises and falls faster. The cloth from his glove dampens as he delves into her sex and plunges into her with a single finger. She jostles slightly, moving her head from one side to the other, while smiling.

Defiled little hero… he hums ominously.

Emet-Selch forgets himself and feels the surge of lust for this husk summit at new peaks. The glove from his other hand is discarded to feel her heated skin with his own. He lifts the cloth and her breast pops from underneath as if eager for his touch. He fondles a palmful of flesh there with her erect nipple in between his fingers, kneading it with each roll of his wrists. She sighs, turning her head back towards him and wiggling her hips. He gambles a lick to her nipple, then a small bite, suddenly interested in how far he can go before he puts her back to sleep, if at all.

Her mouth opens with another breathy sigh. Parted lips look all too inviting. The upper layers of his regalia disintegrate into the aether until he can reach his trousers and release his cock. He holds himself, already hard enough to be aching, but the only thing in his mind is the feel of him wrapped around those plush lips. He angles both himself and her jaw to receive him.

A groan escapes him; it's guttural from the wet heat of her mouth. Her lips tighten around him and he looks down, fully expecting her to be awake. She’s not. Her breathing is still deep and his cock is still inside her mouth. The last thing Emet-Selch expected from this is the thrill of it, the risk. The thought that even in her sleep she is somehow enjoying this without the knowledge of who she should thank.

His hips undulate towards her, careful and deliberate, and it’s a torture onto himself. Nothing would thrill him more than to grab a handful of her hair and simply bury himself in her throat, to feel the flex of it around him as the tears emerge from the corners of her eyes. His jaw clenches; it’s to be left for another time. He moves away from her without even a flinch. With the desperate need threatening to crest, he summons dark tendrils to assist him in collecting his gratitude.

With utmost care, the aetherial appendages slither under her to rotate her entire body towards him. Her legs spread but comfortably hoisted. Lust-addled, he doesn’t care to check if she stirs from this and rubs the tip of his cock against her. She’s not as wet as he’d like her to be. He spits into his bare hand to lubricate more of the space around her entrance.

Damnable Warrior, he curses, then he slowly enters her. The size discrepancy is evident as he can’t find all of himself inside her, not yet. But what he can feel is making him feel feral. There’s an animalistic urge to simply thrust into her without abandon.

Not yet.

Emet-Selch paces himself, despite the threat of his orgasm on the horizon. She wets his cock the more he fucks her. The hero squeaks or breathes deeply every so often but nothing to show for cognizance. It emboldens him. The tendrils turn her over to her stomach and the Sorcerer of Eld ensures her slumber remains undisturbed.

Even if she could not wake, she would still feel him.

Emet-Selch grabs the bend of her hips and thrusts into her, burying himself deep. Then he does it again, and again. He curses his weak will. He praises her sweet soul. Every single decision that has brought him here, the eons and eons of lives that should have left him apathetic and cold, only to have that hardened will turn friable in the face of her soul. His perfect existence as an unsundered soul reduced to acts of monstrosity. To violate the container of her soul for abandoning him..

He relishes it.

[crystalliccs]

It makes me inwardly cry at how much G’raha had endured over his entire life - as he was born in Ilsabard yet grew up in Gyr Abania ere his tribe was driven away by the Garleans. Then he lost his mother when he was young, was shunned by his tribe, gave up on his very first crush because he refused to even attempt to become Nunh because everyone preferred his younger brother anyway and considered him cursed, went to study in Sharlayan then to learn more about his heritage - and even there he was still always considered eccentric and odd. No matter where he went, he was rarely ever fully accepted, not even among the sharlayans who at least recognized his potential and his vast knowledge.  HE WAS NEVER FULLY ACCEPTED ANYWHERE - not even inside NOAH when he had the feeling everyone was merely holding him back until he realized that he was indeed just a burden and they meant no ill - and then, when he awakened in the dark future and the entire fate of the world rested on his shoulders he suddenly was not only recognized but also utterly crushed. It took him to literally sacrifice himself - his past, his life, his own body - for people to value him and he had never learned to perceive himself as worthy of their trust due to that. The Scions who he happened to summon per accident were mistrustful and yet he intended to take his own identity to oblivion to save all of them. Because of this point he had long considered him to be just a marionette of fate, to serve the greater good albeit his name would never be found in history. And he was content with that.  You want to know why the post 5.3 scene is so very impactful and emotional? Because he finally found a place where he belongs to. Where people value him for what he is, for what he has done. Where he can grow and learn and is treated well. Where he can finally be like one of the heroes of the eld who can protect and save others - since his liking to such tales hails from his tragic background and the misery he had seen. And he had proven as much in the First already. 

[blackmetalstellar]

Black Metal Stellar top 2010-2019

No real order here, just pure (and insane) Black Metal :

1. Schammasch - Triangle

https://youtu.be/CQ5lgS8DN48

2. Spectral Lore - III

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nq2uQHd3w_g

3. Dornenreich - Flammenmensch

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GAw_gqaig8U&list=PL295B62C84C360BBC

4. Blut Aus Nord - Memorial Vetusta III - Saturnian Poetry

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9FKjDJDZQ3w

5. Bestia Arcana - Holókauston

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kv2XAeoFVxE

6. Volahn - Aq'Ab'Al

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xPQtAMUN3Pk

7. Decline Of The I - Rebellion

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l1m80pA0WN0

8. Glaciation - Sur Les Falaises De Marbre

https://youtu.be/5Iu41GhDrmQ

9. Der Weg Einer Freiheit - Unstille

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VFwTeqpUllo

10. Akhlys - The Dreaming I

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_SK1Gn63f0

11. Sordide - La France A Peur

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hvRHXP2RCcE

12. Amestigon - Thier

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y2La1PAFp-4

13. Khaos Dei - Opus II - Catechism

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SAnlioS8NmM&list=PLM1Y-v_RSGBzUV5GyE3Zjra8_qKJudO3h

14. Shining - VII : Född förlorare

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tl1oEpnCSFg

15. Absconditus - Katabasis

https://youtu.be/STXAEJKaeHU

16. Dodsferd - Wastes Of Life

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VPXACVif8PA

17. Tod Hütet Uebel - Malícia

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sndjd0S8P_Q

18. Kvltist - Catechesis

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ngmM31nezPE&list=PL_PNXapeu58C3s5A0sIztLWSBeiEBmuQJ

19. Selvans - Lupercalia

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ry558-9ORhg

20. Ur Draugr - With Hunger Undying

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MDNYwXz0c1Y

21. Black Twilight Circle - Desert Dances And Serpent Sermons

https://youtu.be/fY8egIF4B3c

22. Titaan - Kadingir

https://youtu.be/51Bv-BjXr-E

23. Morte Incandescente - …O Mundo Morreu !

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ij2KsGkKhlk&list=PLa1fa0H5sJDalsAMpKlTfxLLb_u8hcNWA

24. Cripta Oculta - Ecos dos Dólmens Esquecidos

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_kFmfI8tAE

25. Black Howling - O Sangue E A Terra

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VW_7zeXLZ_Y

26. Misþyrming - Söngvar Elds Og Óreiðu

https://youtu.be/_RFkNeI-pJ8

27. Grey Aura - Waerachtighe Beschryvinghe Van Drie Seylagien, Ter Werelt Noyt Soo Vreemt Ghehoort

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jSXOiFcf2II&t=1s

28. Paria - Surrealist Satanist

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9iHARlOuLoc

29. Árstíðir Lífsins - Vápna Lækjar Eldr

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3PRkyZMixwc

30. Abhor - Ritualia Stramonium

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I40ktCyizmw

31. Temple Koludra - Seven! Sirens! To A Lost Archetype

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C5NFV-VK7pQ

32. NEDXXX -  NEDXXX

https://youtu.be/xrpB1wMf2G8

33. Minenwerfer - Alpenpässe

https://youtu.be/KljxIoJJwbY

34. Nightbringer - Ego Dominus Tuus

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RuO7EPgEtBM

35. Endalok - Úr Draumheimi Viðurstyggðar

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4pxGturmRh4

36. Black Cilice - Banished From Time

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M_5kdIhx_to

37. Trono Além Morte - O Olhar Atento Da Escuridão

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ngUvYc0mIwY

38. Aversio Humanitatis - Longing For The Untold

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ih1A32pAeQs

39. Viles Vitae - IV

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4f9MhJN14W0

40. Theurgia - Genómasis

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E045wFeZmHo

41. Blaze Of Perdition - Conscious Darkness

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lf1zkmd8kB4

42. Battle Dagorath - II - Frozen Light Of Eternal

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xk6nurt5Pcs

43. Andavald - Undir Skyggðarhaldi

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wV6DcOGWg1g

44. HWWAUOCH - Into The Labyrinth Of Consciousness

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NNADkLRRNG0

45. Wolves In The Throne Room - Celestial Lineage

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GXe5244hb4M

46. Osculum Infame - The Axis Of Blood

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xXgN4op0Ek

47. Deuil - Acceptance / Rebuild

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f3JurC3zu2c

48. Omitir - Cotard

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I_VfQU-iIsA

49. Imber Luminis - Imber Aeternus

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZIDqJuFXdak

50. Panopticon - Kentucky

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QBzd8yMUs1k&list=PLt7__XHhJCZbvoGkI1CanIpxC7ULuQ7jz

51. Pestilential Shadows - Depths

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YfWf51vRtu0

52. Blood Stronghold - From Sepulchral Remains...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qd7ay8W_sk4&list=PLR77jXkFrAjSJJD4b2h7r-5u4p1w7Gzgw

53. Rauhnåcht - Urzeitgeist

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4WQhy7Dt6dU

54. Cebren-Khal - A Mass Of Despair

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lt--doP5hjY

55. Sapaudia - Furvus Spiritus Ancellus

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1wAvQobnAIs

56. Borgne - Royaume Des Ombres

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKODe9LmrJQ

57. Darkspace - Dark Space III I

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CnMqLgDdgoM

58. Negative Plane - Stained Glass Revelations

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGeDYcWe86M&list=PL6EA6E8F8B60FA9FF

59. Regarde Les Hommes Tomber - Regarde Les Hommes Tomber

https://youtu.be/x_b1J8Webhg

60. Ecferus - Pangaea

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lgfIYHmEsW0

61. Cult Of Fire - Triumvirát

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3KBV8AXoItI

62. Ygg - Ygg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5WhhuoG1Po

63. Shaidar Logoth - Chapter II - The Ritualist

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jN82bnLMXlk

64. Darchon - The Stygian Black Beyond

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qVn8InZ7Gkk

65. Verge - Sex & Violence

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HoRqGgXh7gQ

66. Aptorian Demon - Libertus

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3hD28QEmlAA

67. Grisâtre - Esthaetique

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_744nXOTAY

68. Suspiral - Delve Into The Mysteries Of Transcendence

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nfZDSQR44tg

69. Imperium Dekadenz - Procella Vadens

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mZy0n3cCHvU

70. Anus Mundi - Les Heures Pâles

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ydlyfOfTY8A

71. Enslaved - Axioma Ethica Odini

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W6ElARRA0JI&list=PLPkyV9qqKhSwLIUxZGiBhdcAiW71lyb96

72. Temple Nighside - Condemnation

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=myxTkZyL6k4

73. Invehertex - Hacia El Vórtice

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHcCiUoDzpg

74. Jassa - Lights In The Howling Wilderness

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U5jt1nZw_lE

75. Kosmokrator - First Step Towards Supremacy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5LQaVJyJqLE

76. Israthoum - Black Poison And Shared Wounds

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mVjS_PUl3yM

77. Druadan Forest - The Loremasters Time

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-4vYSVMy74k

78. Ifrinn - Ifrinn

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D_pzY30RvpI

79. Dakhma - Passageways to Daena (The Concomitant Blessings Of Putrescing Impurity)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RVWjaaEtOAo

80. Mistur - In Memoriam

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OCsCMFNhpBA&list=OLAK5uy_mdL4oc0JfTbHBvx0brRK6iLSvGOtauyD4

81. Merknet - More Ancient Than The Emptiness

Sorry, no link, but very good album, underestimated.

82. Lux Occulta - Kołysanki

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IXuBb0FiAOQ

83. Do Skonu - Великое пробуждение среди великого сна

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sIlr8VM5qnw

84. Void Omnia - Dying Ligt

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=agokb6YF7ZY

85. Endlichkeit - Teile I-VIII

https://endlichkeit.bandcamp.com/album/teile-i-viii

86. Ondskpat - Arisen From The Ashes

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xwvSmSgp7FQ

87. Absolutus - Pugnare In Iis Quae Obtinere Non Possis

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mlHsG7cDAAo

88. Seeds Of Iblis - Anti Quran Rituals

https://youtu.be/VGayS__fdLQ

89. Catacombes - La Démoniaque

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dFyJ8J9SO7I

90. Serpent Noir - Erotomysticism

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fBWFeZez5M0

91. Abigor - Leytmotif Luzifer (The 7 Temptations Of Man)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=25p9-ifqjLo

92. Summon - Parazv Il Zilittv

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q0V7PdBTiCA

93. Se Lusiferin Kannel - Valtakunta

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pNrX9hk63gQ

94. Voces Magicae - Atavisms

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5BHFXp5Dzow

95. Dagorath - Evil Is The Spirit

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JxocPoPYMzk

96. Cosmic Church - Ylistys

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g1ZTtlIyuKY

97. U.N.C.U.L.T - אוּסִיפְרְטְנְסְמַאֶל קַנְטְבְס אַדְרַמַלַס אוֹסְטִיבְם (Ucifrtnsmael Cantvs Adramalas Ostivm : Anti-Estrutual Formulas Da Genesis Do Anti-Mundo)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qccZxzeXvQ

98. Spectral Wound - Infernal Decadence

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=29Ncl7clJjo

99. Det Eviga Leendet - Lenience

https://youtu.be/zMhZ-4PaQLc

100. Bölzer - Hero

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rXdd7vNyQE0

[eldridgecandell]

Ashes & Embers

@priscilla-adams @eldridgecandell

I - Forced Hands

The summons could not have come at a worse time, Priss thought to herself as she took the envelope from the courier with a slight frown. Well, it could have come two days when she'd been shot which would have made for an even greater inconvenience but that was neither here nor there.  Closing the door in the boy's face after tipping him, she frowned and made her way to get ready for the journey to Arom's Stand after leaving Emma notice of where she had gone so that she wouldn't worry. 

 It would be several hours later that the gryphon safely delivered her to the stand leaving her cheeks a bit windburned from the flight and a slight shiver to her form as she was still recovering from her injury incurred in the line of duty.  Lifting her fur collar to ward off the cold, she shoved her gloved hands into the thick muff and marched into the head quarters of the Order only to be greeted by Lord Inquisitor Albot. 

 "Ah, Inquisitor Adams, you have arrived promptly. Currently between cases?" She scowled at him," On the contrary, I am currently in the midst of one and I would like to get back to it as soon as possible if you don't mind. So shall we dispense with the small talk and get to the point?" 

 He chuckled with an air of dry amusement," As soon as my other guest arrives." Guest. She loathed how he always used that term when she always felt like a prisoner when summoned here.

~*~

Earlier in the day... 

The heavy wet slap of a burlap sack snapped Jory out of his book with a jolt of surprise.  Pulling his half moon glasses from his crooked nose, the crotchety old man blinked slowly to look up at the tall figure before him. 

“How many this time, Eld?”  Jory muttered as he closed his book and stood up with a wince.  Rubbing at his lower back he would open an end of the sack and grimace at the sight and smells of the contents. 

“Three this time,” Eldridge Candell murmured as he pulled down his scarf revealing his reddened cheeks and sweaty beard.  His other hand reached up to pull back his hood with a weary sigh to reveal his thinning top and the heavy salt that coated his black hair.  “Skulking about a farm down south of here.  Bastards were tricky, but you can only hide under so much bridge.”

Jory chuckled grimly before sliding the sack to the side for the alchemists to get a hold of piece apart.  “Albot is looking for you.” 

“Oh.”  It was less of a question and more of regret at the mention of the commander.  It wasn’t that Albot was a bad authority in the growing Order but he was a part of the new school of Stormwind military.  Heroes and glory and reward.  Not like when he was deep in.  Not like when he was a younger man. 

“Yes, sir.  He asked if I spotted you to send you to his office around threeish,” Jory creaked over to his ledger and began to fill out the appropriate paperwork for the return and add up the bounty for the hunter.  “All in the same account?” 

“Yes that’s fine,” Eld reached up to swipe the sweat flakes from his hair and beard as he looked about.  “Don’t suppose you have the time do you, Jory?” 

“One o’clock,” the geezer nodded as he marked accordingly in his books before closing it with a soft thump. “Someday you’ll had to teach me the trick,  Jor.” Eld called over his shoulder as he headed for the barracks for a bit of three ‘s’s. 

“Naw, sonny.  That’s a gift to my grave.”

~*~

A soft knock to Lord Albot’s office would arrive around a quarter after three, a bit later than Inquisitor Adams arrival.

“Ah that must be him,” the lord murmured over a cup of tea as the heavy oak door slid open to reveal the witch hunter. 

“Commander Albot,” Eld spoke formally, his black leather riding boots clicking over the stone floor as he entered and shut the door behind him.  It was quite amazing what a wash and clean clothes could do to man.  Now decked out in clean black trousers, coat, and trim.  He practically looked like a gentleman more than a slayer of dark ones.  His hair still wet was slicks back revealing a growing forehead and his beard was combed and trimmed to a more forgiving length.  “My apologies for the delay.  I had just arrived from the wilds when I was informed of this meeting.  I deemed it best to be a bit less foul and a lot more human.” 

“Indeed sir, come in then,” Albot motioned for the hunter to approach the commander and his guest who seemed in far worse shape then the hunter.  “Inquisitor Eldridge Candell, allow me to introduce Inquisitor Prissella Adams.” 

Eld would approach and offer a courteous bow and accept the good hand of the woman with all the trimmings of a gentleman.  He was grateful again for his mother’s lessons as a boy, no matter how harsh or hard they had been.  As he released the woman’s good hand, steering clear of staring at her healing wounds he would regard the commander again.  “What can I do for you Lord Albot?” 

The lord would sip at his tea before crossing a leg over the other before setting the saucer to his knee and looking to the pair.  “Inquisitors I will cut to the chase as we are forever running short of time.  It has become painfully obvious that we are fighting a war that truly will have no end from the Covens power and the Drust lords that connive with.  We are short of provisions, favors, and sadly troops.”

“With that in mind we have decided to instigate a new method of safety for our members,” Albot would lift his tea again and finish off the remnants of his drink before continuing,”A guardian program to help protect our less than combat oriented members.” 

“It is a trial program that I have placed my full faith in and know will be a boon and safe measure to ensure our numbers grow and losses lessen,” Albot continued as he looked to the pair who both were hardly stupid as to what was coming but neither wanting to be pulled into it. 

 “With that said, Candell, meet your new partner.” 

[breidabliks-chosen-blog]

@mistybreeze​ [LINK]

             “Okay, this may take a lot to explain and comprehend, we should sit down before you collapse,“ Mark didn’t want to risk any harm or her to panic. From the bullet he fired, she is a cleric, a healer.

Well, that’s actually a good thing, they need all the healers they can get.

             “I summoned you here from your world to the World of Zenith. I’m not familiar where you are from, and your garments do not help me figure that out either. But I will not ask that you stay if you desire to go back home,“ the full disclosure aside, ‘Kiran‘ continued his train of thought, “In this world, there is another kingdom conquering worlds and enslaving Heroes of eld. This gun I have that I summoned you with, is capable of summoning Heroes. You must have fought in a war to be called by this gun. One capable of being reached by the Outrealms.“

             “Any questions so far?“

[seekapk-blog]

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                   CHANGES OF MANNERISM.          His feelings about sealing himself away &          the years between his awakening and the travel to the First -          essentially leading to how he now behaves.                        _______________________

G’raha Tia was widely known as an eccentric scholar of the Students of Baldesion ere he sealed himself away inside the Crystal Tower, a few years before the Scions and their Champion were summoned to the First. He was somewhat carefree, playful and mischievous, fitting of one of merely twentyfour years albeit he indeed possessed great knowledge of the lost civilization of Allag. Fond of ancient tales since his early childhood – more likely due to his inheritance of the Royal Eye of Allag – he often brooded over a book, sang old tribal songs or honed his very skills in archery which he deemed necessary to strive to be similar to these heroes of eld. As mere boy he often struggled; having low-esteem due to possessing the cursed eye and his small silhouette; but soon enough, after leaving his tribe, this greatly changed in some aspects. He indeed became quite confident – perchance even somewhat arrogant even – in his own individual abilities which has shaped over the years, whether it was about the general knowledge of the Allag or his proficiency with the bow, alas this suddenly changed upon meeting with the Warrior of Light for the first time. Realizing that such strength was far beyond his reach, he reconsidered his former approach.

The awakening of the true strength of the Royal Blood inside his veins through the allagan clones Unei and Doga and their sacrifices inside the World of Darkness changed his view on the world forever. Whilst he was still baffled and honored to come to know someone like the Warrior of Light – a true hero in flesh and blood – he had long realized how foolish he had been acting over the years. Seeking his true purpose, his very destiny ever since childhood to explain why he had been condemned to possess the sanguine hue, he had taken the wrong steps; so he realized. Nevertheless they ultimately led him to this very place where he could fulfill it. Learning the very truth that some heroes might be lost to history forever, that even the smallest sacrifices could change the entire course of a star, he settled upon a new path. Lest his friends attempt to stop him he immediately begun to chase everyone outside the Crystal Tower as soon as he returned from the World of Darkness.

Back then, merely twentyfour years of age, he decided to cut ties with the outer world for the sake of the greater good, knowing of the Crystal Tower’s true purpose of becoming the beacon of hope for mankind. The countless whispers and voices, visions of a long forgotten past, started to haunt his memories - giving him the guidance he had sought. Nonetheless it was difficult to simply let go of his entire existence; to know that once he would open his eyes again everything would have changed – if he ever did at all. And still, after pondering all his life why he had to bear the very sanguine eye which had often give him naught but distress, he knew this to be the only way. It certainly would be a bold lie to say that the crippling feeling of fear would have not crawled inside his limbs in the final moment when he closed the Gate – the many unspoken regrets he had and now simply ignored. G’raha did not allow himself to falter for even a moment – and when he finally closed his eyes for the final time, he reminded himself that this needed to be done, that he had to be as brave as the heroes of eld. That he had to be as brave as his friend, the Warrior of Light, was.

When he finally emerged from his slumber, all he once knew were long dead. He learned much later, from people who were descendants of those who took over Cid’s lifework, that they needed the Crystal Tower’s stored energies to be able to utilize those plans and theoretical models Cid had created during his lifetime. Suffice to say, the information given about the Eighth Umbral Calamity and its consequences – the death of the known heroes and in particular his friend – were hard to swallow for one who could remember their names and the faces of the Warrior of Light as if he had merely slumbered a day. To him it did not feel like several decades; more like a blink of an eye. There was much too learn; much to consider and to let go – and too little time. The condition of the Source was already on the brink of absolute destruction and chaos, just like the Ascians had planned.

These times were challenging for the young man, seeing the world’s end with his very own eyes; the deaths of many – but he also saw the spark of hope in their eyes, listened to the stories who had endured the centuries just to ease their suffering only for a little. Taking a particular interest in the accomplishments of his old friend, the Warrior of Light, he studied their heroism while providing assistance to the researchers of their time. The stories kept him sane over the course of several weeks; it reminded him of his resolve to see this through till the very end. Also for them - those who had believed in him; who could no longer fight for themselves. Those weeks had hardened and shaped his personality in a way not even the journey alongside the Warrior of Light had; ultimately leading to G’raha finally letting go of any feelings and regrets he had while slumbering inside the Tower. There was no place for them, quite frankly.

It took him a few weeks to come to such conclusion; a few weeks in which he mourned for those who had died – for his friend who had fallen -  and also in which he allowed his heart to be filled with doubt. Pondering if he could have made a change if he had not done what he had, only to realize not soon after that there would have been no difference at all. That with the destruction of the First, as researchers enlightened him, the outcoming would all be the same. In this short time he matured further, bearing the heavy burden of an entire world’s hope on his shoulders. The Crystal Tower was essential to their plan to travel across time and space; and he was the only one who could help them to achieve this project – as the last with allagan royal blood. Fearing for his life among the other survivors who relentlessly worked to change their fate, he attempted to keep his memories of his former life dear; merely allowing himself to dwell in these happier times to remind himself what he was fighting for.

And despite his best effort to not feel anything – to not feel any regret – he could never truly shake off the feeling of utmost sadness thinking about the Warrior of Light. Their image constantly appeared in front of his inner eye, also whilst listening to starving children midst rubble and chaos, desperately clinging onto these stories his friends had experienced. This was the sole secret he took with him as he travelled to the First; the only remaining feeling he allowed himself to possess bearing the knowledge that his life would end as soon as his duty was fulfilled. No one needed to know what made him as strong; and he did not need to be remembered.

As he arrived in the First for the very first time – an entire century amiss the complete destruction of the shard – he has scarcely seen more than twentyfive years of season’s change, albeit his conscience was long old and filled with the burden he had carried over. He carried over the plan he came for; concealing his identity as it was easier for his conscience – for himself – to not let them participate in his life; particularly since he had melded with the Crystal Tower’s being to outlive time itself and prepare for what needed to be done. The moment when he laid his hand upon the cold crystal in the very heart of the Syrcus Tower he had known there was no going back – that he was giving up his entire humanity for the greater good. And how gladly he gave it; even with a smile whilst memories flooded his heart once again.

Becoming one with the ancient structure made him close to immortal – at least for the time being – enabling to live without food, even without sleep. No longer possessing his humanity, having sacrificed it, he immediately founded the Crystarium, leading its inhabitants on their path for almost an entire century.

G’raha – or how the people of the First call him: the Crystal Exarch – had lived more than a lifetime once the Warrior of Light is finally summoned and has watched over people like a guardian. And whilst he certainly had made small mistakes in the very beginning, being too young and still laying down his naivety, he used every fragment of time, every given second, to accumulate as much knowledge as he could. As odd as it was not to feel any desires of the flesh – having no need to rest his eyes or to occasionally eat – he spent many years reading in the remaining books who had survived the Flood of Light; seeing, reading and hearing more than anyone else of his true age would.

Emotionally almost completely numb, shredded by those horrifying things he had seen in the Source ere he travelled to the First and the burden of the world of the First on his shoulders, he very rarely indulges into former hobbies of his anymore. And, despite having utmost respect for anyone inside the Crystarium, he never held anyone dear anymore; not as much as he loved to see mankind survive at least – with the exception of Lyna, who he fostered ever since she was very young. But despite their relationship – close of a grandfather and granddaughter at that time – he did not even let her partake in his life and secrecies. Mayhap this was the only true time he indeed felt fear - to let anyone get too close to his heart when he was already more dead than alive. 

He never spoke of his homeland; never of those who had sacrificed himself, of those who had died. He never spoke of those he had loved and lost. This behavior, which he had kept ever since he had arrived to the First, made him appear secretive and even stoic – differently from his behavior before he sealed the Tower away or once he awoke. All of these feelings, the memories were safely hidden away deep inside lest they may be discovered at some point and made him falter. Ultimately, and he was well aware of this, he would sacrifice his life for the Warrior of Light and to save the world – without revealing his identity, without speaking to them again like the very time when he was young and naïve. Truly, he had always been reckless enough now - selfless. And now till the end of his days he could not allow himself to ever follow his own heart or indulge in his own desires. This was who he had decided to become in order to save their world and also his own home. And if his life was to be given to achieve as much, he so willingly would give it - even if it meant to suffer till his final slumber.