Remnant's Protectors

Destined To Dance

3rd POV

When the light finally subsides we see Legion and Noctis now laying in a pristine white void. Legion groans as his eyes flutter open. Sitting up he sees smoke coming off Noctis' body. Noctis finally stirs awake and sits up. He looks at his chest which bleeds decently and softly chuckles.

Noctis: "You got me little one. Got me real good. Well done."

Legion groans as he gets to his feet. He then limps, standing over Noctis.

Legion: "I beat you. It's finally over."

Noctis: "It's not over. It'll never be over. You've only started a new cycle."

Legion: "What're you going on about?"

Noctis: "You think Creator was the first? No. He is nothing but the latest piece in a long line of pieces designed to play an endless game."

He looks at Legion.

Noctis: "A piece you have now become."

Legion: "The game is over Noctis. Just give up."

Noctis: "You truly don't understand do you? The body you see is just a vessel. I exist outside reality. I only broke into your world because it was time for Creator to hand over the reigns."

Legion: "So what're you saying? We'll just keep doing this dance of destruction for forever?"

Noctis: "Yes. But next time it'll be someone else's turn to kill me. That's the way it's always been. I get reborn, destroy the multiverse, get murdered and start the cycle all over again. If I'm being truly honest, it's getting boring. Going through the same motions."

Legion: "Then quit. Don't be reborn."

Noctis: "I don't have a choice. You and I? We're two sides of the same coin. Life and death, creation and destruction. Chaos and harmony... good and evil. We cannot exit without each other. We're destined to dance till the end of eternity."

Legion just stares, taking in Noctis' words.

Noctis: "Yeah it's a lot to take in. I didn't expect you to respond."

His eyes grow heavy and his breathing becomes shallow.

Noctis: "Till next time... hero."

His eyes fully close and he loudly exhales. Noctis' body then bursts into ashes that blow away in the wind. Meanwhile Legion just stares at where Noctis just was. His mind replays the truth bomb Noctis just dropped.

Legion: "An endless cycle. Destined to dance forever."

A quiet hmph escapes Legion's lips. Healing his injuries, Legion stands tall. He looks to the side as a stone throne manifests out of thin air. Legion walks to it while manifesting a tattered black cloak around him. Throwing the hood on he takes a seat, staring at the void before him.

Legion: "Time to start over."

He holds his hand out to the side. A golden staff appears. With a single tap on the ground the void goes up in light.