Dreams Action 004
[As it's a dream, there's no recollection of how he got here. He just knows he's standing in the throne room. It smells of blood - heavy and permeating, no way to ignore it or deny it.
There's been a lot of blood spilled.
His sword is in his hands and, when he looks down, he sees red. Blood. So much blood.
And bodies everywhere. He doesn't need to check, doesn't need to think - just knows they're dead by his hand.
All around him, he can feel the power of the Beast Rune, steadily drawing in more and more power. More and more and more. From this blood, this chaos, these sacrifices that Jowy's made.
In front of him, there's a single figure. One single person still alive.
Riou's on his knees, bruised and broken, looking up at him, eyes full of hurt and betrayal and disappointment - and still, there was that same, solid love there.
He feels himself move - no; NO, no, no, no, no - sees the sword being lifted and - please, god stop, no he doesn't want to, he doesn't, this isn't - it swings in a smooth, practised arc and - please, not this -
He screams.]
There's been a lot of blood spilled.
His sword is in his hands and, when he looks down, he sees red. Blood. So much blood.
And bodies everywhere. He doesn't need to check, doesn't need to think - just knows they're dead by his hand.
All around him, he can feel the power of the Beast Rune, steadily drawing in more and more power. More and more and more. From this blood, this chaos, these sacrifices that Jowy's made.
In front of him, there's a single figure. One single person still alive.
Riou's on his knees, bruised and broken, looking up at him, eyes full of hurt and betrayal and disappointment - and still, there was that same, solid love there.
He feels himself move - no; NO, no, no, no, no - sees the sword being lifted and - please, god stop, no he doesn't want to, he doesn't, this isn't - it swings in a smooth, practised arc and - please, not this -
He screams.]