[Game Thread] Lord Windos’ PokeRole Adventure 2: The Wild Lands

[Lord Windos]

Tapu Ruins

A Deal of one's soul, to be indebted to a deity. Now that rings close to home doesn't it? 

Back on that fateful day, the one that would change his life forever. A debt to be paid, a boon to be earned.

To prove......


To just 'give up' now? To disregard what they had already pulled off, to not even try and vanquish the monster himself, to betray her and his purpose for some people he would never know? No, he couldn't do that.

This may be his battle to fight, but it wasn't his choice to make.

He would stay loyal, in body and soul.

The W a r l o c k was certain, mind clear and calm as the sea. He would only utter a single word.


''No''

Quite so - in fact, you could feel your Patron reaching out to you even now, and from the feel of it She was....

...Was that horror and awe?

What?

You couldn't get more from her, however - not even if you were so brazen as to pull out the Water Mirror and commune with her in front of what might be the most Intensely B e y o n d Entities you've heard of, much less seen of felt.

She was being blocked. 

And not actively so - just being....here and in the P r e s e n c e  of this......Being was sufficient to scramble and obstruct what should otherwise be one of the most ironclad and foolproof of connections.

Dear Tapus.....just what were you Dealing with here....?

You could feel that cool, palatable RELIEF from your Patron as you Refuses....THEM, though you can feel both yourselves shrink Instinctively away as THEY bring their FULL ATTENTION upon ye.

.....A h

I  s e e

Y o u  a r e  B e h o l d e n  t o  A n o t h e r

S o m e o n e . . .

F a m i l i a r ?

You could FEEL the sudden tension from your Patron, before they relax as the scrutiny is....lessened.

. . .  I t  m a t t e r s  l i t t l e , I  s u p p o s e

C u r i o u s  t h o u g h  I  a m

T h a t  i s  n o t  t h e  r e a s o n 

W i t h i n  t h e  M i s t y  L e n s  

P r o f a n e d  a n d  D i v i n e d  b y  E a r t h  a n d  S e a ,  H e a v e n  a n d  S t a r s

W h e r e  I  c a n  a c t  a n d  r e f r a c t

A s  I  W i s h ,  A s  I  M a y


Y o u r  L o y a l t y

Y o u r  C o m m i t m e n t

Y o u r  B r a v e r y

I t  i s  . . .

You find yourself sucking in a breath -

. . .  W o r t h y  o f  A p p r o v a l

- and letting out in an explosive *SIGH* of relief

Y o u r  Q u a l i t i e s

Y o u r  R e a s o n

Y o u r  D e n i a l

I s  N o t e d

 "FALL - Light of Ruin: Rhongomynaid."

SE: ROARING

*F L A S H*

*ZZZZZZZZZEEEEEEEEEEE!*

*Ding*

This…was the last memory of Oz before the big finale she brought upon the hateful enemy alongside her friends and allies. Oz-Zoete-Hecate. Three minds and three souls. United as one for the sake of this world.

She never felt so…free. So…Powerful.

Is this the feeling of being a hero? Of…make a difference?





Her thoughts are interrupted, when she finally opens her eyes, and sees herself around a big White Space. She looks around and sees her sisters and her companions. Fortuna also flies to Oz's shoulder and gives her protegé some beaks of love! Oz laughs a bit and returns the black Raven affection with double the efforts. “We did it Fortuna! We really did it! I was scared back there, but then your words, everyone's efforts gave me strength! We beat Sand-Goth! We all did it!”



Persephone appears behind Oz and just shoves her sister's hat while giggling like a Goblin. While Oz was trying to put her hat back in place, Glinda appeared in front of her, smiling, worried…but oh so much full of motherly/sister pride. Bethy was probably just close to Meza, grinning and probably saying something funny and saying something like: “Told ya my mom was right!” Oz was blushing like cherry tops, all of her fingers from her four arms timid point at each other. She is not used to receiving such attention like this from her sisters.

“W-Well…It was nothing really! The credits go for everyone! Everyone did their part and I was only able to finish the enemy because everyone also did their best! Included Hecate and Zoete. I felt…powerful. More than ever. I could feel me, Zoete and Hecate fighting together. If we win today, it will be taken by the combined force of all.”

It was then that she heard that booming and powerful voice.

FAYETTE

Giving everyone their praise, and honors. Oz still is not used to receiving such kind words, she just timidly bow in respect towards the mighty presence, unsure in how to proceed. It was then that Fayette made her offer: The chance to change Destiny. To make the dead back to life. To destroy the powerful being causing destruction. In exchange for a favor and servitude.

Oz was…agap. With their efforts able to call the attention of such divine beings, they could easily change fate! They could avoid all this suffering! And easily destroy the Malefic Monstrum with that divine being help!

Part of her wanted to accept the deal…

But…

She then looked at her other companions. She sees their struggles…but they are alive. She looks and remembers what she, her sisters, Akumo, his dragons, the Priestess, the officers, the BBs, John, Hecate and Zoete have all done together. They defeated a dangerous and terrible terrible enemy. They were able to fend off Chaos, and challenge Sandlossugeist greatest creation. They challenged “Fate” headon, and won.

Yes, the battle is far from over. There are still Sandlossugeist  to fight. And if Sand-Goth was powerful enough to change the landscape and even dimensions, what its master is capable of?

She is still fearful about the future. She was still fearful she could fail again like she did with Lucy, Sindara and Romero. Would it be fair to continue fighting and risk the futures of everyone? To refuse the deal and try continuing fighting? Wouldn't it be better to take the easier path and less painful path?

Then it clicked in her mind to the point of her blink.

It was the same thing. When Glinda died. When all of her companions died. When she sacrificed her life to bring Glinda back to the land of the living.

When disaster struck, she ran. Instead of facing her demons, she let herself be tortured by them. Instead of facing life, she decided to throw away her life just because she thought her own life was less important. That everyone would be better without her. That her life…has no meaning. That was less important.

But…her life IS important. She is loved. She loves her family. And they love her back. She always thought she was weak, but today she sees her life DOES have value.

In the grand scheme of the universe and in front of such divine beings such FAYETTE, she might be nothing. She might be just a weak human…But for her, her sisters, her friends, she is Oz. Their friend and companion. The one they put their trust in. The one they give strength and teach her what is the true meaning of bravery.

That true Bravery is not having fear. True Bravery is having fear and still going forward.

Oz never considered herself a hero. She was a coward for a long time in her life. She will stand up.

She will be a hero and fight alongside her friend.

She’s done taking the easier path.

As the White Witch of Destiny, she is done letting “Fate” control her. She will fight for Freedom. Not just for the world…but for herself.

The White W i t c h kneels, showing all the grace and respect she can muster in her words.

“Great Being Fayette, Shepherd of the Aetherial, you honor us with such presence and deal…A part of me wants to accept the deal and end this horror once and for all…But…I…want to continue to fight. Yes, many lives could be brought back to life…But…I always take the easier way out, always the path of least resistance. And for the first time in my life…I feel I am making a huge difference to the world. For the city. For my sisters. For the ones I call friends and allies. That I now have the power to fight alongside them, along with my sisters. Both the ones here and the two souls residing within me.”

“With all the rumble of respect and gratitude…I refuse the deal, great Fayette. I want to face the future ahead of me with everyone. I want to fight alongside all, and be able to change Destiny with my hands. I am not a god…I'm just a simple human. I always was, and always will be, a Human and a Healer. And that’s enough for me.”

You know the answer to those questions.

Try as you did to hide them from yourself so long, out of fear, longing for the past, and regretful inadequency.

You were always a hero.

You always made a difference.

Its just now you're doing so on an entirely different level.

The stakes are ever higher...

...and the dangers ever more deadly and obscene

Yet....

Despite it all....

You feel like you are ready for it.

Your sisters are not actually there with you - only the other three humans are present. And yet still, you felt as if what you imagined actually did happen. Or rather would or did. 

The only ones you felt had some presence here was Glinda, who was rather confused and alarmed about what and where you were, and Hecate, who's quintessence was roused more than ever from your shared, Fused Soul. Said child of yours seemed to be more at awe about what you and she did and everything happening - the youngest of the Coven (prior to Bethy and the others) never lost that childish sense of wonder or innocence even as she grew into her own.


You don't have much time to ponder this matter, as before long THEY made THEMSELVES Known and offered THEIR [D  e  a  l]  to you all.

Hearing Akamu's Denail only served to embolden your own, any trace of unworthiness or inadequacy blow away as reflect on your own reasons to continue on the path you think is best.

Maybe not for the people and Pokemon whos lives were lost or changed.

But certainly the best for you and the ones you love with all your Heart.

Your Good Witch's relief and warm approval was a delightful balm, while Hecate.....she seemed to be getting a bit emotional - you could almost see her getting teary eyed.

Once your Denial is heard and your reasoning made manifest to THEM.....

F a s c i n a t i n g

Y o u  D e f y  M u c h A b o u t  T h y  S e l f

T h e  S a c r e d  O a t h s
O n e s  t o  D o  N o  H a r m ,  D o  A l l  W e l l

T h e  L o f t y  P a t h
W h e r e  t h e  B a s e  C a n  N o t  T r e a d

Y o u r  v e r y  R o l e  a n d  R e s p o n s i b i l i t i e s

A  W i t c h , E v e r  S e e k i n g , F o r e v e r  W a n t i n g
 A  H e a l e r  ,  A l w a y s  R e s t o r i n g ,  E t e r n a l l y  N e e d i n g

S t r a n g e r  a nd  W o n d e r o u s 

T h a t  Y o u  M a y  B e  B o t h

T r u e
T h r o u g h
A n d
T h r o u g h


Y e t


P e r h a p s  t h e r e  i s  n o  D e f i a n c e  a t  a l l

M e r e l y

T r u l y

A  d i f f e r e n t  w a y 
O t h e r  r e a s o n s
S t r a n g e  b u t  T h i n e  o w n

T o  F u l f i l  O a t h s  a n d  C e a s e  H a r m
T o  S t a n d  F a r  a n d  T a l l
T o  R e m a i n  F a i t h f u l  
T o  R e m a i n  D r i v e n
T o  R e m a i n  G o o d  H e a r t e d

T o  a l l . . .
T o  Y o u
T o  t h o s e  t h a t  w o u l d  g i v e  t h e i r  a l l  f o r  y o u . 

I t  i s . . .
. . .  m o s t  c o m m e n d a b l e.


Y o u  r   o w n   D e d i c a t i on

Y o u r  o w n  C o n v i c t i o n

Y o u r  o w n  S e l f l e s s n e s s

Y o u r   D e n a i l

I s  N o t e d