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The Blessed Woodlands
Umbra of Chaos:
Uria
"Poor Vanguard." It wasn't anything like pity that came from Uria's mouth. Their light could only be unkind, and even their tone lacked anything like empathy or sadness. They were merely remarking on things as a matter of fact. "Your body isn't yours and your memories aren't yours. You can't begin anything for yourself until you know yourself, y'know?" They ripped out one of their own eyes. It lashed out with tendrils of light and dark spikes, blood poured out of their socket, but Uria didn't so much as flinch.
"So I want this to be your gift. Only for you, the Vanguard who exists now. Because you were so cool and gave us all such a fun fight! You should get the chance to know how things are too. Even Lubei cheats with his bird, so it's only fair now." And they tossed it at him. The organ swiveled in the air, headed right for the empty socket that had been blasted into Vanguard's head earlier.
YOLF:
Lubei
An effervescent disdain allowed him to move his arm precisely, despite himself, and Lubei caught the entangling orb mid-hair. It stilled perfectly in a chunk of ice, and he crunched it into dust with a squeeze.
"Keep your gifts to yourself," he barked. "How is he going to learn about his own self with someone else's poison giving commentary?"
Kotomine_Rin:
Within the Forest
This was not the time for strife.
The frost demon's hand reached up for the child's ominous orb. He was a terrible foe, whose very touch could freeze and shatter creation itself. The moment it'd clutch against that orb, its fate would be sealed.However, his touch would not break her gaze. Because it changed. Burning circles appeared beneath him and a sudden chill filled the air as the sky cracked even more intensely. Their destiny already changed.
Suddenly, a black shadow ripped out of his extended hand- and leapt out of Lubei's fingertips.
Who could it- it couldn't be!
"It's pointless. Your words can no longer reach their hearts." A fiery surge shone behind him, and something grabbed him by the clothes hard, trying to keep him from falling. A litterally broken lawrence filled with cracks, holes, and half his head missing was using all his strength to keep Lubei from falling, until he was hoisted on the back of his fiery bird.
When the two touched, the grail king lying in his shadow moved from the palm of his hand into the depths of Lubei's shade. They had only touched once. Only once. But the rest is history.
Lawrence
Without warning, the strange shadows that had danced about made themselves known as the black remnants of a lion. It growled, with its face obliterated by the icy grip, and glared at the demon hungrily. Uria's orb laid inbetween its maw, for the nightmare sucked its bond for the sake of its master. But it didn't look like it planned to stop there. Its body was bubbling before, warning of an impending attack!
*clap* *clap* *clap*
"I don't think he is in a position to learn... anything." A voice with no love or emotion stated from far, far above the two at the edge of the precipice. Like a shadow blinded by light. Like the savior of an old story, backed by a brilliant phoenix. A thief of kings.
It was his turn now. He wanted to play too, you know? The sky cracked even further. It was so close.
Umbra of Chaos:
Uria
They clapped their hands together in delight, but even their joy could draw blood from the ears of those who listened. "You finally decided to start playing too! This whole thing has been so much fun... But I think I need to take a break now. I need to make sure everything is ready for next time." There was an almost sad note to their voice as they raised their hands and the forest shuddered again. Then, like a child, it was being ripped up into the air kicking and screaming. Roots and branches twisted while the ground seemed to crumble to escape its destination.
But nonetheless, it rose with Uria towards the sky. They even rested themselves upon the floating soil, reclining with one hand lifted up ever so slightly towards the cracked heavens.
YOLF:
Lubei
Instinct cleared his head like lightning as the deception showed itself. In that instant, he knew with certainty the measure of those he beheld. Vanguard was a peer, Uria a danger, and the crumbling man, an enemy; free of the armor's burden, he forced his frostbitten legs to coil like springs.
What was left of the forest began to collapse towards the sky, and Lubei jumped away from the obsidian beast with the knight on his shoulder, while half a score of black spears surged up with a resentful scream to take off Lawrence's head.
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