http://foreverourdream.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] foreverourdream.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] bizarronia2010-07-20 01:55 pm

so i herd u liek trollin?

This was something that Firion had to do on his own, and he couldn't let that Evan got hurt in the process. So, he started walking, telling him that he was going to check to make sure there weren't any monsters around. It wasn't a surprise for him, all of this. He was used to fight creatures in Hell and in the War.

He has seen too much blood, and yet he stands trying to help everyone. The darkness of the place didn't make him hesitate at all. He had a strong will, and he had all the support of his friends inside his heart. They were always with him, no matter the place. And Firion was glad to know that.

At the distance, he could see the figures. Was that the witch? He didn't know. But he had his weapons near him just in case. There was no going back now. Firion was strong like to protect them all. Also, nobody had the right to play with other people's lifes like that.

Firion kept walking, determinated to end this.

Beato: *burns her :D*

[identity profile] enepece.livejournal.com 2010-07-23 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
Silence followed Firion's words. On the shore, Cecil's eyes were still on the water, a sad light on them.

Beato: *no :D*

[identity profile] enepece.livejournal.com 2010-07-23 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
The door was locked from the inside. The house was locked. If you claim there was a murderer besides the Witch, how did the murderer do it?

SHE LOVES YOU WITH MURDEROUS LOVE.

[identity profile] enepece.livejournal.com 2010-07-23 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
And what happens if nobody can enter the house? I did tell you in Red that the house was locked too.

*THROWS CONFETTI*

[identity profile] enepece.livejournal.com 2010-07-28 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
As soon as Firion mentioned the last word, a blast of light could be seen in the sky. The stone started to crumble and the waters disappeared, and with it Maria's body.

In the shore, Cecil just smiled softly, looking at his fellow warrior. A soft, feminine voice whispered in Firion's ear...

"And so, the saint passed the first trial, yet another is to come..."

Before the world turned black, Firion could've sworn Cecil's lips had moved along those words.