[Dream] She will change the past for you
Warning: Slight spoilers for Nabari no Ou
Dream Effect: [Optional] Power. Just. Power. Because the Shinrabanshou is wisdom and power and power enough to grant anything he wishes for. Temptation, and perhaps, regret.
The fleeting image of wind, and a little girl all dressed in white is staring at you from afar. Kimono-sleeves ablaze, she twirls in the wind as though she were something alive and beautiful.
Power.
It emanates from her in waves, coiling around her abdomen and whipping her hair to and fro so that it resembles the tumbling of the waves.
Would you like to change the past?
She stretches out a hand. Fleeting. The leaves swirl around her ankles and burst out into the distance in two different directions, crossing. A water droplet falls from the sky, and balances on the tips of her fingers.
Slowly, she brings that finger to her lips. The moisture saturates the grayness, and expands.
Like a cloud.
I can grant you everything you wish.
That beautiful wisdom.
A laugh. A small, tinkling laugh of a little white cat. She-
Do you not have regrets?
And the power surges.
Surely you will be able to destroy everything that you hold dear with your own hands.
Or with mine.
They are one and the same, are they not?
The wind swirls, and she is gone but her echoing voice.
It fades.
You will seek me. You will seek me. You will
[He awakes with an apathetic nod to the ceiling.
... how troublesome.]
Dream Effect: [Optional] Power. Just. Power. Because the Shinrabanshou is wisdom and power and power enough to grant anything he wishes for. Temptation, and perhaps, regret.
The fleeting image of wind, and a little girl all dressed in white is staring at you from afar. Kimono-sleeves ablaze, she twirls in the wind as though she were something alive and beautiful.
Power.
It emanates from her in waves, coiling around her abdomen and whipping her hair to and fro so that it resembles the tumbling of the waves.
Would you like to change the past?
She stretches out a hand. Fleeting. The leaves swirl around her ankles and burst out into the distance in two different directions, crossing. A water droplet falls from the sky, and balances on the tips of her fingers.
Slowly, she brings that finger to her lips. The moisture saturates the grayness, and expands.
Like a cloud.
I can grant you everything you wish.
That beautiful wisdom.
A laugh. A small, tinkling laugh of a little white cat. She-
Do you not have regrets?
And the power surges.
Surely you will be able to destroy everything that you hold dear with your own hands.
Or with mine.
They are one and the same, are they not?
The wind swirls, and she is gone but her echoing voice.
It fades.
You will seek me. You will seek me. You will
[He awakes with an apathetic nod to the ceiling.
... how troublesome.]