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Mar. 11th, 2020 01:19 am
cometkin: (guitar | some say i have no direction)
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[Some light guitar strumming. Sung to the tune of the 'Little Butler' themesong:]

A voice mailbox with no one home
So if you want to reach my phone
Leave a message,
Leave a message
bestswordmaster: (postskip leaving)
From: [personal profile] bestswordmaster
[Felix stares at the message for a minute, his mind's eye immediately fixed on the Lance of Ruin transforming a screaming Miklan into a horrific, murderous beast. On Sylvain's face as they fought him. On the corpse looking just as human as ever once they felled the monster.

Didn't Greg say his son was just a teenager? The same age, perhaps, that Felix and the others had been. And yet, he was able to rescue those corrupted soldiers. Could Rhea have done something similar, if she'd tried? She must know more about Crest stones than anyone else; could she have found a way to reverse what the Lance had done?

Felix shakes his head. Enough of getting lost on memory lane.]


I'm familiar with that kind of battle too.
someone I once knew stole an ancient weapon he shouldn't have touched
and it transformed him into a demonic beast.
we had to take him down.
it happened again with others, but deliberately inflicted.
we never found a way to reverse it.
I commend your son for doing what we couldn't.


[Then, after about ten seconds, another message comes:]

wait your wife is 5000 years old??

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