After days on end of just moving nonstop, Noire finally sees a glimpse of the center, an island surrounded by water, only connected to the outside world by the four soul bridges in each direction. Noire looks down at the structure from on top of a mountain. She smiles, knowing what comes next.
NOR: Almost time to have some fun!
She jumps down and uses her axe to slide down the mountainside, a crazy stunt indeed. Noire descends the mountain in style. Suddenly, she bumps on a small rock and loses control.
NOR: This didn't go as pla-
*SMASH*
Noire smashes face-first into a tree on her way down. She lies on the ground, looking disappointed.
NOR: It was just getting fun too!
*STEP*
SHZ: What a pity. It looked fun.
NOR: Hmm..? Who the hell are you?
SHZ: Aww, is that such a way to greet an old friend?
NOR: Old friend? What the hell are you talk-
SHZ: Get up Bette. We have unfinished bussiness.
NOR: You called me by my first name...
Noire gets up from the ground and observes the innocent looking woman in front of her.
NOR: I can't quite remember who you are.
SHZ: That's a shame. It would've been better if you remembered why I'm doing this.
NOR: Doing what?
SHZ: The fact that you don't remember your own victims is infuriating to me.
NOR: Oh... so you're one of them. It's been some time and you've held onto that hate.
SHZ: Noire... I promise you... I will take revenge for what you have done!
NOR: I have no regret for killing your dear friends. Do you want to join them next?
SHZ: Let's see if you survive your own medicine.
Shazz pulls out her sword and swings it in an instant. Noire picks up on this and manages to block with her axe, but gets pushed back.
NOR: Huh?! What was that just now?!
SHZ: Haha! Are you scared yet?!
NOR: That wasn't your power!
SHZ: You're right. I have to thank my little friend for that. His name is Kampfschwert.
NOR: It can't be. How did you get your hands on one of the 4 sacred treasures?!
SHZ: You would know if you gave two shits about the family you killed! This sword has been passed down from generations! And I plan on killing you with it!
NOR: Tsk, it doesn't make a difference. Sacred or not, a weapon is as strong as the wielder. Here I come!
Noire charges her axe up with hate. Shazz wields her sword in front of her. The both of them are ready.
End of Chapter 104
"Advance"
[ Noire is confronted by an old enemy. Will revenge prevail or will hate come out on top? ]
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SOULTALE | By ShadowNTS
FantasyRhett Murdar, dismissed and driven, now journeys to mend the world's wrongs and compose a symphony of perfect lives-an ode to a harmonious existence where every soul finds its rightful place. An undertale story. Not affiliated to the already exist...
