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genessia2014-03-31 05:22 pm
tenkuunomiko) wrote in genessia2014-03-31 05:22 pm
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1ᔕ☂ ᖙᖇᗩᘐᗝﬡ ᖇᗝᗩᖇ ✿ you tried your best
Who: Wendy Marvell + Open
When: March 31st, 2014
Where: Anywhere
What: Wendy wakes up to an unfamiliar world and unfamiliar smells and tastes. She doesn't quite know what to do and she's severely injured and drained of magical abilities for the time being.
In the middle of this place somewhere, appears yet another Dragon Slayer, tired, exhausted, and unconscious. Her clothes were torn and ripped in various different directions. No one could say that she didn't put up a strong enough of a fight. All she recalled in her consciousness was the fact that Charle and her were able to stop Face. That was all it mattered. They did what they must in order to save the world, yet somehow the air smelled different.
It smelled different, and it tasted different. The air spoke of many different things,and she slowly cracked an eye opened, though she wasn't expecting a wash of sunlight to temporarily shine in her face. Where was here? It didn't smell like her world and it wasn't Edolas. It was a whole different place. The girl stayed where she was for a moment, unsure how to get up, while looking at the sky.
They did it right? They stopped Face?
"Charle...?"
Where was Charle?
When: March 31st, 2014
Where: Anywhere
What: Wendy wakes up to an unfamiliar world and unfamiliar smells and tastes. She doesn't quite know what to do and she's severely injured and drained of magical abilities for the time being.
In the middle of this place somewhere, appears yet another Dragon Slayer, tired, exhausted, and unconscious. Her clothes were torn and ripped in various different directions. No one could say that she didn't put up a strong enough of a fight. All she recalled in her consciousness was the fact that Charle and her were able to stop Face. That was all it mattered. They did what they must in order to save the world, yet somehow the air smelled different.
It smelled different, and it tasted different. The air spoke of many different things,and she slowly cracked an eye opened, though she wasn't expecting a wash of sunlight to temporarily shine in her face. Where was here? It didn't smell like her world and it wasn't Edolas. It was a whole different place. The girl stayed where she was for a moment, unsure how to get up, while looking at the sky.
They did it right? They stopped Face?
"Charle...?"
Where was Charle?
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"Let me ask you a hypothetical question," Zeref began. "If you were responsible for the existence of beings that, while destructive by nature, only wanted to find a way to please you... would you deprive them of a chance to do so, if they honestly believed that it would?"
An extremely simplified explanation of the situation that leaves out a lot of very, very important details, but it's similar to what he said to Natsu. Not that he remembers that conversation, of course.
"The Demon King would find it rather anticlimactic if I were to just show up like that."