SoC: Mission 17- Core of the world

Here everyone stands united in the core of the world. Years ago, none of them would have expected the enemy they would fight against is the world itself, it’s ironic, they fought for the world and now they have to fight it, laughable really, though I can’t seem to laugh.

The choices had been set for us, there are four choices and they expect us to choose? Stop messing with me! Zion, our own world, rejects us, it wants everyone killed, I understand its reasons, this world is corrupt, everything is out of joint; it would be so much easier to start anew.

Peace? It’s just a fantasy, the perfect world, but I know for a fact it’s unobtainable in this reality, it’s just an era, as long as they are living beings, chaos will always return one way or another and the cycle continues.

Justice? Justice is subjective, ruled out by the people in charge. I lost hope from justice a long time ago, I learned that if I wanted judgement to cross upon those that had done me wrong I had to carve it out with my bare hands. Was it fair that my kind was run out of the village, was it fair that the humans did that out of fear, and was it fair that I lost everything I had because of that? It wasn’t, all of it, done because the humans deemed it justice on their part, that we deserved it. There can be no true justice, only the majority.

Independence, what defines independence? Even if the gods stop meddling with mortal affairs, there will still be the leaders, the ones who pull the reins of society onto their feet, the ones who lead people and have everyone else follow in their footsteps. Some people aren’t even ready for independence, during that short disappearance of the gods, a number of people just broke and they fell into pieces like a puzzle.

Personally I don’t care what happens to this world or me, take my legs, my arms, my eyes, my voice, but…the people that I care about. I can’t lose them, no I just can’t, not again, not again. Everything I did up till this point was so that I don’t have to see them vanish. Having freedom is the only route I can go with this in mind, as long as I can live the way I am, I can keep these morons safe, I’m happy.

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A few hours ago, a pink headed girl and a metal man stood at the edge of a cavern watching Zion run though the tunnels below, it seemed to be cornered by a portion of the army.

“Heh, so ya kids gonna blow up a crystal and ya will just jump on down if it goes wrong eh? Sounds fun, you better not cry though if ya late for the party. Against me, Zion might fall on its heels by the time ya come over!” The meta man laughed without a care in the world, he always sounded so confident with himself that at times it sounded just plain egoistic.

“…” The girl didn’t say a word, she clung onto his cape with one hand before she huffed and slid the mask on her face to the side. She stared at the man anxiously, never once letting go of his cape.

“Oy girl, what ya staring at me for? Don’t worry, we’re gonna be fine and once we best that over grown lizard of the world, we’ll go home and have a nice dinner kay~!” The man reassuringly petted the girl on the head.

“Ira....

f-fight with me....just like old times.” She said with a stutter and looked to the ground but her unwavering grip showed her determination in going through with her choice.

“……Girl…" He said with a silent sigh, smiled and dematerialized himself, his being returning to the sword in the girl’s hand. “Heheh! Going old school eh? It’s been a while since I took a back seat. Right. Let’s fight that beast."

"Together, just like old times.” That was the last thing the voice said fondly before the girl jumped off the edge to group up with the others and prepared for the final battle.
 
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................ LAST MISSION, the last story mission of a group 3 years in the making, wow it's a glorious ride. I think everyone else already knows how I feel about this group and all though my comics and pics I posted for anniversaries. SoC, is a chunk of my life, my first rp group and I met so many fabulous lovely people here, made so many stories along with them too. No regrets ;u;

Specter is planing to blow up a crystal and have it splat on Zion like the not so tiny pest it is if you didn't notice huhuhuh
It maybe the last mission for the group but not the group, I'll still be here till the very end. Peace out peeps and see ya later~



Louka/Rashad + Louka/Azre/Litrai Lines (c)
Litrai + Litrai/Azre/Louka/Mavis/Emiris/Rashad colors (c)
Kel + Kel Lines (c)
Emiris + Emiris/Mavis/Rashad Lines + Kel colors + final touches (c)
Mavis + Background (c) me