Primaris just stared for a minute, taking her all in. "That does not belong to you."
Ingrid twirled the dagger loosely around in her hand as she spoke, "none of this belongs to you, none of this is truly yours. After today everything will change." Her body started shaking again with her pooling rage. "You are going to die Primaris, today, with this dagger I will kill you. I will kill you for every single person you have harmed. I will kill you for the Priestess herself, with her light guiding my blade, it will all be worth it."
The shadows in the room began to fade in and out, crying hopelessly with warnings, reflecting both their rising emotions. Preparing them for the fight ahead.
"Oh child, you don't understand do you." Primaris said it casually as Ingrid began to walk forward, blade glinting in her hand. "She doesn't want you anymore. You were forsaken as soon as you left the Abyss. Your path will end here no matter the outcome."
Laughing, the words flew past her, lost in her own ever-growing darkness. "Lies, she has given me signs, I've had dreams. She is coming and when she brings the Rings back with her you'll die. And we'll rise once more. There's nothing you can do to change it."
"I know."
Ingrid paused in her steps.
"I have ignored the signs long enough, as you have as well. We are both equally guilty, and I will make you realize why."
Brimstone filled the air, but this time Ingrid knew that she would not be the one ending on the floor. Though Primaris did not move from the shroud of darkness it lounged in, she knew when Primaris attacked before it even did. Through the corners of the chamber every inch of shadow funneled together into a great swirling mass, reminding her of the one the gate below them had tried locking away.
The ball of energy flew towards her, shaping itself into the vision of Ingrid's death. Yet, she continued walking up the steps, the Priestess' memory trailing behind her. And as it seemed to impact her body, each strand of energy unraveled itself. Wrapping around her, welcoming her as its master and billowing out into a cape, landing on the stairs beneath her.
"It's pointless you see. Our powers can not hurt each other. They are one and the same."
"We are nothing alike" Proving Primaris wrong, the darkness behind Ingrid unfurled against Primaris' body smashing against a tapestry above its head.
As the banner fell, fluttering gently to the floor. A window peeked behind it, and with the welcoming of cloudy light she saw now what Primaris had meant. What it meant when they were the same, since for the first time since Primaris had been Created, a human had seen its form with the absence of its shadow.
Primaris grinned with a set of pitch black teeth, and through her surprise. Ingrid was able to see familiar rows of dark gray scales, armoring its skin. All except for a single spot of human-like skin on his shoulder, surrounded by a dark mutation.
"Do you understand now? How we are the same?" The way Primaris spoke to Ingrid sent nauseating waves radiating inside her, like she was its family. Like she could ever be anything like him. "We were plucked from the same shadow, you were changed in that Abyss. As was I hundred of years ago. You saw it didn't you. You saw where we came from, it showed itself to you. I'm sure of it."
"You're lying."
"Am I?"
Rooted to the floor below her she failed to notice all darkness in the room slinking backwards, escaping a climbing light filling the room.
As the heat rose so did Primaris. It walked down towards her, and yet she still stayed still. A part of her wanting to uncover what secrets lay hidden and with a hand dwarfing the size of hers. Primaris took the dagger she still somehow gripped onto and cut a thin stripe of scale and flesh, human and darkness a like.
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The Abyss
Short StoryHundreds of years ago they came. And for hundreds of years they've stayed, feasting off of the world's energy and enslaving the humans. Yet in the world's darkest hour of need, their protector seemingly vanished. So when signs of the humans savior r...