Event || Doppelgangers

[melodiesmods]

Characters: All characters who signed-up for the event.
Where: Dreams.
When: Overnight from April 16th to April 17th.
Summary: The Heroes of Light have a shared dream— They find themselves in the body of a Hero of Light from two thousand years ago, both witnessing events and reenacting things that happened back then. But these Heroes of Light aren't just anybody; they are people from their homeworlds... And sometimes themselves. Please refer to the second OOC Post for details and plotting.
Warning: Battles, death, tragedies, bad things overall.

Common Dream || Mingle

Group A || The Dissensions
Group B || The Hacking
Group C || The Betrayal
Group D || The Enemy Within
Group E || The Plan
Group F || The Other Way
Group G || The End

Comments

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[nativewind]

And in that instant – yet only a brief instant that’s not to last, she was finally back in her original form. A majestic, feathered dragon to match against Dycedarg in terms of power, perhaps, although she wasn’t quite as large in scale.

“Ngh!” Ventuswill struggles to stay up, he very act of being in her dragon form alone is a massive toll on her body. Her body itself was a massive collection of runes, meant to sustain the land. Yet here she was in a world where runes were largely absent and unneeded. In a world like that, she'd normally dissipate instantly. Perhaps that did not apply here, but the fact remained: she would die. The moment she let this limit break loose, she would die. But Venti herself was well aware of her own impending passing for the longest time, even before she became a Hero of Light.

“Listen… Listen up. I am Ventuswill, the Divine Wind of Selphia… A Hero of Light of Crystallis.”

Ventuswill steps forward, but carefully, to put herself between Dycedarg and the rest. Each step was laborous and draining but she could at least use her own size as a shield to allow them to ready their assault in the meantime.

“… And these are my dear friends. I— gh…!" She stumbles, nearly collapsing before catching herself, struggling to hold herself upright. "I won’t… allow any more of my friends to die before me. Let my very life force fuel this last spell to end yours! Cyclone!“”

( "No... you idiot! Stop!" )

A roar splits through the cave as Ventuswill unleashes her most powerful wind magic, a literal cyclone aimed straight for Dycedarg, with the strength to rip any normal human straight to shreds. Did it hit? That much Venti did not get the chance to know, for she's already dissipated. Her human form collapses to the ground like a rag doll, quite clearly dead. There was no use trying to save her at this point.

so sorry for the delay!!

[darkaurora]

Shizel concentrated on her spell, and although her eyes did not once open, she could feel easily enough the events that happened around her. Someone protected her while she gathered the engery... Kwanchai? And a great magic that gathered in the direction she had last seen Ventuswill... There was a tinge of something? Pity? How foolish... though she squeezed her eyes shut still, avoiding the temptation to open them and assess the situation. Was she putting her trust in Kwanchai for this? How sickening...

Shizel... You are fighting hard, just like everyone...

She knew now. That was Meredy's voice. A voice that had been long silenced during her time in Crystallis -- but one she had never forgotten. Balir, Meredy -- she thought, what would you think of me now?

Meredy thinks... Shizel is not really...

But finally, the spell was complete. The magic she had carefully woven coming to a peak as her dark eyes finally snapped open, a gigantic sword taking shape above the heroes made of pure energy. "Eternal Fatality!" she cried, lifting her staff high above her as the sweat zigzagged down her face, her breath catching in her throat, the poison squeezing her airway shut with that final shout, as she collapsed to the ground.

No... M-mother -- !!

The powerful spell came raging down on Dycedarg -- though if those still standing weren't careful -- the magic wouldn't discriminate from 'friend' or foe.

[zodiac_brave]

The dragon's Cyclone spell hit Dycedarg hard, throwing him back against the crystal cavern's wall. The cave shook with the impact, sending rocks and stalactites raining onto the floor below. The creature bellowed.

Shizel's glowing sword delivered the death blow, shattering the monster's crystal body. A wave of dark energy and crackling thunder blasted forth. When the darkness dissipated, Dycedarg was visible. He pushed himself up with one bloody, twisted arm. "You've ruined...everything. You fools," he coughed out. And then he crumpled to the ground, dead.

Those that still stand have achieved victory.