[1st Night Fallen - Action]

[justabignobody]

[With the rise of the sun, some might notice a new message placed right in the middle of the notice board, carefully hand written and without any clue pointing towards any specific recipient or writer.

Those, who linger just might catch the attention of the cloaked figure, that hides itself within the shadows, waiting patiently for someone to

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[Action] Apologies for the tl;dr

[swordofswans]

[It takes a great deal of will for the prince to stop himself from staggering at the beat of his own heart, forcing poisoned blood through him. Though he has left the whirlwind of black feathers that carried him from his princess behind, his pace is steady as he continues wandering. And yet... He is terrified of himself, of his fate, of the sorrow that threatens to choke his thoughts. All of it was raw, and he fears his heart would be pried into pieces within his chest. What has he done? He cannot possibly face her anymore...

It would be so much easier, he could just give in and have all the love he might ever want...He grits his teeth and walks onward, clinging to the refreshing sting of pride in his chest. It grows dimmer and dimmer, however, and his struggling more bitter, as he presses forth- until eventually, he passes the message board. He had no intention of reading it, but one very particular message catches his attention

[Action] 'S cool~ That happens sometimes

[swordofswans]

I... I want...

[He should want to protect everyone, even if he does not have anyone for himself. That should be his only desire, by all that is right in him...

And yet, there is so much in him that is wrong.]

I want to be a Prince... loving all and... loved by all...

[...Because he should be a prince, and yet, however much he clings to the idea, he wavers.]

[Action] ...I have no idea how this tag got lost. orz

[darkestsomebody]

[So it is affection, he desires, love.

Ansem almost has to laugh again; he knows so little, most likely blinded by the innocent picture of a lie the light liked to present. But in the end love is nothing but an expression of selfish possessiveness, leading the heart right to where it truly belonged.]

Then that is what you should be, isn't it? That is how you heal your heart.

Give into your desires and you shall find your true self.

[Action] That's okay! Happens to everyone. And from what I hear, LJ's been a jerk lately :/

[swordofswans]

G-give in... I must...?

[It goes against his nature, the words that were penned so long ago that forge his bones even now. But pages become faded and letters drift into blurs, and so his heart shakes.

His eyes flash, soft gold swallowed by a bloody pink as he winces.]

...It's painful... C-can I give in?

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[darkestsomebody]

[Almost, almost... soon the darkness will have gotten hold of the boy.]

Yes. Trust me, young prince, the pain will fade once you do.

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[swordofswans]

[At first, silence is the only response; not even a groan escapes him as he partially seems to collapse in on himself, clutching at his chest. It has been so long since he has felt such pain as this, and the last time, he was saved... was that not a shameful thing for a prince... and now there is no one to rescue him, just as their is no on for him to rescue, but he will not allow this to continue... No, he is no longer helpless...]

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[swordofswans]

[...As a prince of black beak and talon, he has no need of a sword to protect with, only claws to rend and snatch, which form from his pale fingers as they curl. He straightens swiftly, throwing his hands out a short way from his sides in a proud posture.]

Ah, yes...

[He will have the love of this city. And no one can stop him.]

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[darkestsomebody]

[Ansem smirks in triumph; like thought and predicted he has finally found his heart of darkness.]

Now go. Take what you desire.

[It will still take a little until all pieces are ready for his plan and then there won't be any harm in letting him roam... with in reason.

After all, from this point on his darkness will only grow stronger and stronger... until it would be ready to be returned.

Soon. Soon, the day of his ascent to power and escape from the chains of this worlds would come.]

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[swordofswans]

[He does not need Ansem to tell him; he lifts his arms higher and brings them rushing down to cross over his chest, pulling a veil of black wind about his body and vanishing into the darkness in search of a better place to seek prey.]