melodiesoflife | Event || In Your Worst Memory

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?

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It was a small mercy that Risen did not scream. They merely made that wheezing, unnatural groan regardless of what happened -- and thus, when magma exploded underneath the Risen's feet, Robin and Morgan weren't treated to the former prince's screams. He still flailed, though, trying in vain to escape the spell. The lava had him, though, and he burnt bright and fierce for a moment.

Then he collapsed, so much ash and dust, like the other Risen had. As the ash collapsed downward, Robin was left staring -- both at the remains of Chrom, which already scattered, and at Morgan. She glanced away from her son, then, and from Jade too.

She didn't know how to face either. The hand she put over her face had the dark violet mark of Grima on it.

She kept herself from sobbing or any other such display. It was just a dream, she told herself. Except, it had been her dream, and not one that she shared with others. She felt sick to her stomach and shuddered, before her hand fell away. She took a deep breath. It didn't stop the shaking.

Then, she spoke in a voice that lacked the firmness that she hoped for: "I... I'm sorry."

With the Risen breaking into ash and dust, Jade merged his spear with his arm again and straightened. It seemed the battle, at least, was over.

Looking from the remains to Robin, and then to Morgan, he took note of the identical attire -- as well as the fact that the boy had called her "Mother" earlier. More timeline confusion, then -- and while Chrom's role in all this wasn't as clear, Jade thought he could see some resemblance in Morgan, in more than just hair color.

He kept that bit of speculation to himself for now, however.

"I would prefer an explanation over an apology. Is what we just saw real?"

Breathe in, breath out Morgan repeated the mantra over and over. The threat was out of the way, so now he just needed time to pull himself together.

After he manages to compose himself, he turns towards the other Hero, the one who had helped them. They'd have been in serious trouble without him, but at the same time, it was something that might have been better for no one else to see. It's not strange that he'd want an explanation either, but that was gonna be pretty hard to pull off.

"Yes. No. Kind of?" Maybe he'd be okay with 'It's complicated' as an answer?

"I don't know," Robin admitted, in answer to Jade's question. She looked sideways at Morgan -- did he know more? -- and then she looked back down at the flagstones of the Dragon's Table.

"It's a vision that I've had," she said. "But it feels real. It doesn't feel like a dream. Something between a memory I've forgotten and a nightmare. Except... it's never come to pass. I've fought with Chrom in my world, and we only fought that sorcerer once. He died by our hand, when he tried to assassinate our leader."

They thought, then, that they had saved Emmeryn. They were wrong.

"But this was different than my vision, too," she admitted. "In my vision, it was just Chrom and I, against that sorcerer. And Chrom--" She looked down at the ash, and her head fell. "He never... I always killed him after something took me over, but he never... was changed into that."

She closed her mouth after that.

Edited 2015-06-29 19:27 (UTC)

Jade mulled over this information. It had never come to pass, yet Morgan seemed to know how it was supposed to have gone. The future, then, one that had happened to him but not yet to her -- at least, that's what it sounded like. Jade wondered what the odds were that he had wound up with two coworkers headed for a future of betraying their comrades.

"Every memory I've seen before yours seems to have been twisted to test its owner's resolve. Chrom's transformation was probably just that. As for the rest of it..." He gave Morgan a pointed look. "I'm afraid I can't help you there."

Event || In Your Worst Memory

it's roasted Chrom D:

what's wrong with having a barbeque?

roasty toasty exalt

one sovereign of ylisse, please, extra crispy!

(chr)om nom nom~