Event || In Your Worst Memory

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Characters: All Heroes of Light. Only those who signed-up can start a memory.
Where: Interdimensional Rift
When: May 27th - May 30th
Summary: The Heroes of Light relive some of their worst memories, with a twist. All characters participating in this will be physically missing from Crystallis for the duration of the event.
Warning: It depends on the memory.

Where you were or what you were doing— It does not really matter. Not any more. Everything around you freezes, nearly as if time itself stopped, as if the world was frozen in time. And before you have a chance to understand what is happening, you can hear a voice right behind you.

"Kali Shashidhwaja."

Should you turn around, you may see a child who seems to be the only one aside from you unaffected by what is happening. And as she stares right at you, it makes no doubt these strange words are aimed at you. But before you can reply to her, the world around you collapses. Reality twists and shatters... Or maybe you are the one who is collapsing and shattering away from reality as you know it. No matter what the answer is, it will only take a few seconds for you to find yourself sinking into a void, Crystallis vanishing into the distance. There is nothing but darkness as far as the eye can see.

And once again you feel different: all the powers from your Jobs are fading. Not only that, but you might find that your Crystal is gone and your clothes back to what they were before you woke up in Crystallis. It is silent, cold and before long it feels as though life itself is slipping out of you... And yet, slowly the world reforms around you. The darkness fades away and a new world appears, yet at the same time this is not a world.

This is a memory. The question is, is it yours or that of someone else?

Comments

[jadethenecromancer]

"Hm. I see." Jade had little to say to that. It sounded like a personal matter, and this wasn't the time to pry anyway. What happened next would not be conductive to casual conversations.

The guard called out to the boys, demanding to know what was happening. The Nebilim replica slowly turned to stare at him -- and in a blink of an eye, she was moving.

The scream was cut short, and the guard fell on the snow in a splatter of blood. Saphir gasped, while the younger Jade froze in shock, all arrogance vanishing. Standing over the dead soldier, the replica turned back to them. She was grinning.

[makingfriends]

Since this memory had first begun, Ven remained more or less passive. Not indifferent, but his reactions had been kept minimal; his reflex to try and heal Nebilim had been the one real exception.

This time, he visibly jumped, as only someone entirely caught off guard could. Even with his original agility and perception returned alongside his powers, he didn't even see the replica move -- and that was saying something -- until the soldier was already dead.

Ven was no stranger to the violence of battle, either, having bled, sprained, and accumulated a few scars, but that didn't mean he wasn't impacted. On the contrary, he probably felt more than most would for that soldier -- faceless, nameless, long since dead if Jade's current age was any indication, but all the same...

He followed the replica's stare, and while there was some comfort in knowing one of those boys lived, he knew nothing about the other, and that uneasiness showed.

[jadethenecromancer]

It was the other boy, Saphir, that the replica stared at next -- before extending an arm and conjuring a blast of energy. Saphir screamed and collapsed to the ground, motionless. The young Jade looked back at him in alarm -- then turned back to the replica.

The silence stretched for too long as the two stared at each other. Then the red-eyed boy drew a shuddering breath.

"Go away." At first, the words came out in nothing more than a whisper. Then he raised his voice. "Go away! You're not Professor Nebilim! You're just a failure! You're nothing like Professor Nebilim! Go away!"

By then he was shaking from desperation and anger. It made no difference. Withing moments, the replica had rushed forward, seized the boy by the throat, intent on strangling the life out of him. Jade struggled in vain, groping helplessly at her hand and trying to gasp for breath.

The adult Jade said nothing. He thought, vaguely, that he should have been more bothered by this -- but of all the things in this memory that could have unsettled him, seeing himself on the verge of death was not one of them.