“It is time for you to rise once more, and claim this chaotic land.” A female voice whispered down.
Screen fades in and out.
“Rise, Child of the Stars.” The voice whispered once more.
Screen fades in and out.
“We give you life once more.” The voice whispered before a blowing sound is heard.
The screen fades in showing the view of wood and stone walls.
Vincent looks around, stopping at the familiarly dressed woman.
“It is time for you to rise!”
“(Says wife’s name) is that you?” Vincent proclaims in a low shaky voice, “I thought you were dead.”
“The woman you speak no longer has a soul residing in the land of the living.”
Vincent remains silent as tears roll down his face, a flash of seeing his family taken comes to view.
“And my daughter?”
“She has received the same fate.”
“Then why am I still here?” Vincent sits up.
“You must unite the people of Umbra and return them to their true home.”
“How have they come to be divided?”
“You will remember in time, for now you must follow me.” She gave out her hand.
Hesitantly
he took it. She helped him from the stone alter and led him down a dark
corridor to an empty room lit only by torches.
“You must be taught the ways of Krysta.”
Vincent
remained silent as he watched the woman hold out her hand, palm facing
the floor, and pulled blue krysta straight up from the ground and shaped
it into a perfect sphere.
“Here I will teach you the ways of Blue,
Red, Green, and Black Krysta.” She spoke as she folded her arms, and the
ball dissipated.
“I understand.” Vincent spoke as she walked towards him.
She
placed her left hand on his chest, “You have been gifted with a heart
of Black Krysta, it is the most powerful Krysta capable of being used in
the most destructive ways yet also used to create. As of now your body
is changing and adapting to this krysta, either you or it will be in
control.”
“Will you teach me to control it?” Vincent asked.
“No, I will only teach you one skill for each of the krysta I have mentioned.”
“Alright.
. .” Vincent, already being angered at the fact his wife and child were
dead, did not want this gift to turn to a curse.
“I will teach you to create destruction utilizing the black krysta in your body. Stand.”
He stood.
“Hold out your hand with your palm facing me.”
He did.
“Now look for the hole to open, not affront your hand but within you.”
He dropped his hand, “What hole?”
“This
one.” As she said that a black hole opened between them. Though it was
very strange, for it did not suck anything in it was just there and just
as fast as it appeared it vanished.
“You must feel it.” She said, “Now, hold out your hand.”
He did.
“Feel the hole inside you.”
He
took a deep breath and closed his eyes, as he opened them a black hole
appeared between them, this one was far greater. Red lightening struck
out from its center violently. As he stood admiring what he’d done, it
began to slowly suck him in. The woman said nothing as it seemed that
she could not see through the deep abyss that stood before her. As he
was almost inside the abyss, it abruptly closed.
“You have done well.”
Vincent said nothing, he was still in shock for almost having killed himself with his own creation.
“Do not fear your abilities Child of the Stars.”
Vincent’s heart sank as he heard this, this was what he had been called long ago, but he could not remember why.
“Now, I shall place Blue and Red Krysta within you.”
“What?
How are--” Before he could get the words out, she moved yet she hadn’t.
It was as if she flashed affront him and them moved back to where she
was standing without moving.
“What was that?”
“Look at your hands.”
There
on both of his palms was a glowing red liquid that seemed to be
growing. As he watched it, it began to burn. Shortly after he was
brought to his knees in pain as the Red Krysta burned its way through to
the inside of his body. He writhed in pain for what seemed and
eternity, and passed out.
Something wet splashed onto Vincent’s body and he abruptly sat up.
He looked around and gained his bearings, “What was that?”
“The
first was Red Krysta, long ago you said it reminded you of Earth Lava,
and Fire. The second was Blue Krysta, you have previously called it
Earth Water.”
“The second?” He was confused, and then he remembered
he felt something wet and cold cover his body, yet as he checked himself
he was completely dry.
“Where is the Blue Krysta?”
“It has entered your body through each of your pores, are you ready to learn their uses?”
“Yes.”
“Close your fists.”
He did.
“Now think of the pain you were in when they were covered in Red Krysta, and place that pain on me.”
“You want me to hurt you?”
“Do not fret, I am of the oldest Umbrans, a mere child cannot bring harm to me.”
Vincent
felt offended for a moment but understood what she’d meant. He closed
his fists and thought of the agonizing pain. He felt hot, hot enough to
burn everything around him. He was no longer focused on her, instead his
eyes rolled back into his head and he levitated from the ground. His
right arm slowly rose, resting extended with his index finger pointed at
the woman.
Her gaze widened as she could feel the krysta inside of
her begin to boil, “Enough!” she shouted yet he did not stop. Her body
cringed and she fell to the floor, he body contorted as she began to
dissolve to ash from the inside out. After a few moments her presence
was exterminated, not even ash remained.
Vincent closed his fists,
and the heat subsided. He was ashamed for what he’d done. He looked
around and he was alone. He fell to his knees sobbing.
“Stand.” Her voice rang from behind him. In upset cinfusion he swiftly turned about and there she stood.
“You have done well, though it seems the Red Krysta inside you has a will of its own.”
“Is that bad?”
“Had
you not regained control you could have easily reduced this holy place
to nothing. You must remain in control. Now I shall show you how to draw
krysta from one body to another using Blue Krysta.”
“Why would that be necessary?”
“Along you travels you will encounter many enemies, and in order to replenish yourself you will have to take their Krysta.”
Vincent was silent, he thought this to be violent and barbaric.
“Now
you must drain this body of its Krysta, call out to it with your soul.”
She took a few steps to the left, and it was if she split herself in
two, one of her stood still and the other moved to the left.
“Which one?” He asked in mass confusion.
Instead of answering her, she snapped her fingers and what seem like a tree root impaled the “her” to her right.
“Well I guess that answers my question.” He said sarcastically, “But how do I call out to it with my soul?”
“Achieve serenity.”
He
thought about that for a moment, and realized that in those two words
she had asked him to clear his mind of all burdens, and that ment
clearing his mind of his family.
“I can’t.” He whispered dropping his head.
“You have not attempted.”
He said nothing, instead he went to the dead woman and placed his hand on her, he could feel all the Krysta in her body.
“Is
there another way?” He asked, yet no one answered him. He looked to his
left, and the woman was gone, there was only this corpse. He left his
hand on there for awhile, thinking about how he could draw the krysta up
into his own body and after awhile he could feel and see the Krysta
being sucked into his veins. He felt a flood of power, as if he could
destroy the planet itself if need be.
“Good.” A voice whispered through the air, “Now, go!”
There was a sudden flash, and he stood in a barren land, with no idea of what to do or where to go.
Moments later men and women in white lab coats with stitching all over their bodies had surrounded him.
“We
know who you are, you escaped us many years ago, you will not escape
again!” One of the men stated, the sound of a gun shot rang and Vincent
slumped to the ground.
Screen fades to black.
“Find out what he knows.” A computerized female voice rang out.
Screen fades in and out a few times, then returns to normal.
“Where
am I?” Vincent asked struggling to get free, yet he was bound tightly
down to a chair and some sort of machine was hooked to him via IV.
“What the hell’s going on?” he asked, again none answered him.
A
man looking like the soldiers came into the room with a clipboard,
“Well sir, it seems that we need you to tell us what it is you know of
your past life.”
Vincent remains silent, growing more eager to escape.
“You
can struggle all you want but, see that machine there.” He points,
“That nifty little machine stops you from using any of the Krysta in
your body. You see she knew you’d come back and so she had us put
certain. . . precautions in order for you. So it would be best to just
tell us what you know about your past and how you came to live once
more?”
Vincent begins to laugh, shakes his head, and spits at the man.
“We
Eruditus have ways of finding out what you know, whether you willingly
tell us or not is entirely up to you, but we WILL find out what we
want.” The man stated with a smile, and walked out of the room.
A
long while passed, then abruptly an explosion echoed through the
facility. A hole had been blown into a side of the building, and 5
people dressed in cloaks ran into the facility incinerating all those
who stood in their way. The sounds of gunshots gave Vincent hope. He
struggled until finally the chair he was bound in fell to one side. His
right leg was free, so he turned himself until he could successfully
kick the machine. He seemed to kick at for hours, when one of the
cloaked men entered the room.
“Who the fuck are you?!” Vincent screamed as he continued kicking the machine.
“The
Resistance simply calls me Orion, I can help you if you wish it.” His
demeanor was not the same as the Eruditus he’d come across earlier.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” Vincent barked.
“I shall assist you.” The man said before coming over and unbinding Vincent, and removing the IV from his body.
Vincent
stood up, “Whew, that’s better.” He could feel the Krysta flowing
through his body, but he didn’t quite know what to do from here.
***The story cannot go any further, from this point the Player decides what to do***
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