Vanguard?
Thunder and lightning swirled and crackled. As the earth was uprooted and melted to ash, clouds began to darken around the hole in the sky. The fallen hero couldn't save anyone. No, he never could have saved anyone. Is unmoving body was being surrounded by strands of light reaching out for him.
I... we're... eternity... it hurts... it really hurts... save us...
Why just us...? Why do we have to...
His bleeding eye poured endlessly. His head throbbed, his grip loosened. But it wasn't the arrow that caused him to fall. Static was filling his head, images of something old and terrible and unacceptable. A sin from long ago. Flashes of some incomprehensible chamber of light and metal, a great void, and children panicking and trying to escape a tower, and more images began to flash in his mind. They cried out, they fought. But as the structure fell, one truth was certain.
None of these children were saved. Some protested, others cried out. This was nothing like the citadel in the sky. So why was this sight so familiar. It's as if it was a glimpse of a dark future. These trembling children in robes. Why were they-
But even so...! All of this is wrong!
I see... this world is mistaken... a world this warped... it must be corrected. This illogical world that stole everything from us...
No matter what, we kept fighting because we believed we could overcome it!
THe lights... the grace... YHWH... no, Uria's own puppet. The giant angel emerged from the forest. No, it was the forest itself, now sinking unto itself and revealing a strange light. With a calming smile, this mass of divine energy opened its arms wide and opened up the earth, revealing a great pitfall. Dozens of arms reached out for the fallen hero. To soothe him. Comfort him. To become one with him.
Promise me... promise... that you won't forget us...
...
This is the world our friends tried to save!
Uria, Vanguard, that being of light... there was nothing that would stand beneath them. And so they all fell, deep into the chasm of the abyss. Only there would they meet once more, and only then would the dream end.
So open wide, O earth. Reveal what lies at the bottom of this dream.
LawrenceThe ground was gone, there was no footing to rest onto. Even with all the magic in the world, a fall like this was certain death even for an immortal demon lord. No, it wasn't the fall that was most terrifying. It was whatever laid at the bottom of this.
"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.
They were now flying, over what had once been a forest. Now, it was naught but a gaping hole surrounded by pallid white vegetation and beasts.
"I wanted to stop this. At least, once upon a time. But I've learned it the hard way. This world's will isn't to be saved. It just wants to change into something else."
It was a truth... a painful one from long ago. It's as if some incomprehensible memories were filling his head. "I must make a pitiful sight. Even so, I wish to challenge this world. I won't let that girl have her way."