recreator: (♊︎ | Early to rise)
Emετ-Sεlch ([personal profile] recreator) wrote in [community profile] songerein 2022-09-26 02:38 am (UTC)

Oh, come now. Must we wallow in such melodrama?

[He'd remained silent until now, but in this moment the other Emet-Selch slowly unfolds from where he is seated and rises to his full (bowed) height.]

What happened, you ask? The answer, Elidibus, is simple. The individual of whom you speak refused to choose. Neither taking the side of the Convocation nor the side of their dearly beloved teacher.

[There's a hint of a snarl in Emet-Selch's voice as he speaks of Venat.]

In short, they abandoned us and their duty. Never to be seen again.

Not that there was much time left, mind you, for our two gods were pitted against one another. They fought, and they fought, and they fought. And with a mighty blow, Hydaelyn struck Lord Zodiark down so soundly that his very essence was shattered into ten and thirteen reflections.

Yet it did not stop there.

[Emet-Selch's arm sweeps behind him to where the orbs hover about the ampitheatre. His expression is one of suppressed fury and anguish.]

The very star itself was sundered - along with all life upon it. Three of our number survived.

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