@AmbitionOfLight@FortitudeCreed And so the shadow ceases, losing itself to the light that penetrates through his person.
In the center stands a hole, spreading to the lengths of the final showroom.. until it stops, exploding into a purple portal.. and its center stands the real world, the true world.
The โ
@AmbitionOfLight@FortitudeCreed โ would say.
Salvation that, by the hand of those living with determination, had burnt to a crisp with all their false selves' dread.
โ; #FIGHTORFRIGHT!
@AmbitionOfLight@FortitudeCreed โ only lead yourselves to destruction, to pain..!โ He shouts, his words falling into a whisper as his voice finds itself extinguished by the slice of two mighty blades.
โYou will never know.. salvation!โ
.. Salvation that would better the one and hinder the many, Marionette โ
@FortitudeCreed@DonTheStrings โ
blow to send the doppelgรคnger towards the roof of the chamber.
โOur selves are our own, forged by the allies by our side and the trials they help us overcome, theyโre not for anyone to decide, Darkstalker!โ
ใ #FIGHTORFRIGHT ใ
@AmbitionOfLight โ there is darkness, and where there is darkness.. there is Shadow, holding onto his last thread to his realm for dear life.
โDo not be a fool..! The world is mad! I will give you true meaning! You ungrateful fools.. you've no idea what you are!โ
โ; #FIGHTORFRIGHT!
@AmbitionOfLight โ shadows of the room scurry towards their master.
They need him, they love him. They must save him..!
.. But that's not enough against the light that engulfs all, a light that sends the shadows back to the depths of hell from whence they came.
Still, where there is light, โ
@DonTheStrings โ
X would reverse the grapple and pull in the gastly doppelgรคnger to the eye of his flaming tornado, the light of his attack erasing all shadows in the hellish domain, with only one holdoutโdue to expire by the Demon Breaker.
ใ #FIGHTORFRIGHT ใ
@AmbitionOfLight โ spent savior.
โ.. Utterly meaningless, just like you. Now, why don't you meet my friends from the other side?โ
The evil hums as his disjointed body tightens its ( assumed ) hold on the robot, pulling every which way in hopes of breaking this old, sad little blue machine. โ