【VXDX】 Oneshots

03 - Your Fate is Sealed

Summary:

Zyrone x Crexa

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And the Ancients woke up from their almost eternal slumber, angered with how they were treated they wreaked havoc on the world.

But the Elder Gods will not let it so, as the Ancients are loose so are their sealers.

Time has sapped all the Ancients' former powers, with being sealed for so long it gave the Elders the advantage they sorely needed.

"You should have killed me when you could." A familiar yet not tone came from Demitra. No longer just her inside but now overtaken by Crexa. Blood runs down her injured sides, she clutches it tightly, manipulating its flow to stay inside her body weakly.

With gaze unfaltering, hand outstretched glowing green with power, ready to continue the barrage of attacks to stop the Ancient God of Blood and Creation herself, Zyrone stays where he stood. The Elder God of Fate watched her with an unreadable expression as ever.

"It was never the plan. It's not the fate you are given." Zyrone, in his own half mortal body, in Erezyco's body said with false calmness.

"My fate? What do you, my own creation, know of MY fate!? I who have created YOU to control the fates of lesser beings than I??" Crexa scoffed.

"I know enough," Zyrone lowered his hand. "Enough to know I should not go against it and try, and eventually fail, to end you." He tried to come closer to her, only for her to take a step back and with her bloodied hand created a dagger and pointed it at him in warning.

"The higher fates than I that only the Universe itself could see and control showed enough for me to know," Zyrone stopped his approach just as her blade now rest just a hair's breadth to his throat, the sharp point close enough to make a pin prick cut and let a bead of blood gather.

"To know the right path to take, to plan out the best way to help you both get what you want to finally settle from the restless back and forth you two have been doing since your creation. To finally cease the constant need to create and destroy and instead live." He said as he slowly reached her slightly trembling hand holding the dagger out of her grip and pulled her close.

"To live like you always wanted since your fascination with Life's creations sparked inside both of you. To live with purpose of your making and not of the primal and integral need you both are created to do." Crexa let her now trembling self be held by him as his words washes over her, as he reminds her just why she, why both her and Vixreen chosen their new roles as the new worlds rose.

"To live like how we do, how you've made us be able to. To have a life, follow our fates, change with time until we meet our death. To have a meaning for existing." Zyrone lifted her face to him, wiping dirt and blood from her face. "So you see, I could not and would not kill you even if given the chance... not then as I am and not ever as him." Zyrone said, placing his free hand to his chest, indicating him as Zyc.