Instrument Of Sin: Reflection [[COMPLETE]]

Lampas: Scaena

"When it comes to a reality of a Grand Sphere, it can either lead to Legends, or Legacies. How those are made are driven by what one seeks,many end and become Legends, ones that make a mark. Become Legacies... I know where I stand..."-Sunriel Galaxos [[Audio log ends]]

Vyktor and I scanned the map of the Adela Region. The Aethryn were using the Grand Archive of Axalon to act as an reinforced stronghold. They were also struggling to build Junction Fortresses. Those kept falling by Illumanari raids of twenty Barges. The Greater Trees Of Life near the Grand Archive Of Axalon were holding even though they have taken multiple Seed ships that made it into each Lesser Sphere.

"One thing about the Aethryn, can't help but to respect their will to stay steadfast even though the darkest of times...." I knew he was playing an act I smiled at the Raven.

"I agree... how's your flower doing?" He smiled back

"Surviving...." The Universalist sent a wink looking up somewhere.... I would never get used to that... either way. At least I understood why he was doing what he did. Just wish I wasn't to late to do the same for mine. The Universalist let out a breath when he stared my way.

"What you're feeling, is normal with loss. I know this because humans back home go through it all the time. Best to keep clawing your way. Until you move on...."

"Is it easy?" My question made Vyktor shake his head as if that was his answer without words. I lowered my sight, he stepped over patting my left shoulder. Summanus stepped in sharpening his sight towards me when he finally came to the map. My brother tapped on the Grand Archive of Axalon.

"We should siege it." Vyktor humored the suggestion

"Right that will lead to more losses on our side, I have an idea in mind for it but it isn't now.... we siege Myria and Cazara." Summanus replied not enjoying the tone of Vyktor

"House Chrysanta is growing in power and will have the whole of the remaining Aethryn Legions under their command...."

The Raven snapped "I fucking know that! this is about attrition now, they will bring more resistance then what you have knowledge of...." I nodded in agreement with the Universalist. My brother said nothing else, I had Knowledge of Aethryn arts, culture and strategies. I remembered the calm walks my Marigold and I took when visiting Iddelon, peaceful she enjoyed hearing Sonneteers sing their melodies forged from the soul Itself. The Aethryn were civilized but due to the Euthanization Protocol, the civilized nature Aethryn were known for was now labeled as Uncivilized and animalistic. From what I know of Aethryn strategy. I understood that their Barges would act as a spearhead if they ever get a chance to do an offensive, because of what happened, an offensive will just be their downfall. I stepped out of the bridge without a word, footsteps followed. It wasn't Summanus thankfully. The Raven handed me My Marigold's necklace, I held it, the design of it was like the flower she represented with a hazeled gem in the middle which represented me, I made a gem just for it, I used it to keep an eye on her when she was doing her own diplomatic duty as well keep an eye on Vamphus when he was alive before this happened...

"Thank you. Battle brother...." Vyktor chuckled and patted my shoulder again before walking off

"Get ready for Myria, we don't deploy yet. Get some rest." I nodded before placing the necklace around my neck. I still had the ring on my left hand that was made for me when my Marigold and I got married. It was made from Xashine though it mimicked diamond qualities. I began to walk to my room until I saw Transports enter. The beings exiting the Transports had pointed ears with a physique made for agility if they were built for it, they were humanoid too. Around the same size as an Symulacron one stepped passed me, saying nothing, I had a feeling that these beings were sent to reinforce each Legion. I didn't word anything towards one. They were probably more of Sin's Instruments he had many. Some I remember reading about in Codexes, Exothyn. Those beings were dragon like but they acted like how the Empire was that my Creator was apart of.

One caesed his steps with his sight on me "Are you one of the Lord Commanders?" I answered

"I am. Who are you?" The pointed ear being replied

"I am Vynsil Aeralei....I'm an Eldari. Where is the Blackbird?" Vyktor was off elsewhere in the ship, I thumbed to the right direction. Vynsil formally bowed and walked off. I went back to my quarters after. That same feeling of uniform made me feel so much emotions. I leaned against a mirror in front of me, placing both hands over the rim. I reflected on what happened, I reflected on those who fell. Every fiber of my existence screamed, didn't want to see myself as an extension of Sin. But my eyes didn't loose their Scarlet color with the crosses still in the middle of the irises, the whites I had began to go pitch black as tears bled out from them. I tried to breath, that only made this worsen, I kept letting this emotion out, what was this? Was I even stable? Was even fit to fight like this? Did Sin want me to see myself as a Devil like him? Was I supposed to take on the name that the Aethryn called him? Or was I supposed to mirror him in how he placed pieces to manipulate others? Was this me? Or was I him? Would I gain what the Aethryn called him as a title? Dyablex.... Dyablex... Dyablex.... Devil.... Devil.... Devil.... Devil.... Devil.... Devil.... Devil.... Devil.... Devil.... Devil.... Devil... no I shouldn't but it was already to late.... I spoke locking eyes with myself in the glass...

"Calaendylla... love.... forgive me for what I have to do...."