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Lucifel's Ideal World v.3
—The world is ugly, he once declared.
Chaos is inevitable in this world. Pure good can’t be achieved, and pure evil breaks down. And these two extremes are always incompatible with each other. There is still some evil in a good world. That is how the world is, and it is what continues to create ugly things. Evil sneers at good, and good rages over evil. But, in a world where good and evil oppose each other, there is a group that is far more numerous that always appears.
That is ‘grey’. Neither good nor evil. A group that drifts through life haphazardly and merely exists. They don’t believe in goodness and are simply proud that they aren’t evil. Even though they affirm evil acts, they deny evil intentions. They happily say that ‘I am not evil, I am a good person’ and pardon all forms of cruelty.
They kill people while sneering. They kill people out of contempt. They kill people as part of a game. They use the excuse that they can’t restrain their desires—That’s how humans are. That’s how the world is.
Yes—this world is extremely ugly. Neither dyed by good nor fallen into evil. Unable to decide on a color, the wills of people continue to waver. As long as such evil intentions and such foul-smelling corpses aren’t destroyed.
The world will surely continue to rot eternally.
While wrapped within a curse-like fog in darkness frozen to its core.
He thus concluded.
Powers are off.
Corruptions are off.
Carry-on Weapons are not available.
Other carry-on items are available.
Re: 『Heaven's Grass』
My claw....! ♥ ♥ ♥
Re: 『Heaven's Grass』
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[ . . . ]
Although right now it is only a dream gift from you.
[ . . . Which is nice but a little sad because it means that once they return it will not have the properties and strength it should possess. He allows it to return to 'normal' size again with a slightly nostalgic and melancholic smile. ]
What happens if I lose the card game here with you?
Re: 『Heaven's Grass』
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Then I cannot afford to lose. But I suppose we should not delay.
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[ flicking his wrist, a card coming out into the air: ]
Re: 『Heaven's Grass』
[ The special cards are the ones he understands least of all. He... immediately has to read the instructions again.
It might not matter what card he plays... if that is the case. ]
I will... play this one, then...
Re: 『Heaven's Grass』
They both dissolve into shimmering light, returning to card form.
Lucifel has lost 1 WILL (?? WILL remaining).
Leviathan has lost 1 WILL (2 WILL remaining). ]
This isn't your first time playing, right?
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He shakes his head. ]
No. The false Doodle challenged me when I tried to disrupt the world by destroying his groceries.
It was quite distressing.
[ Wasting food is... one of the worse things you can do. But it's....only a false world. At least. ]
Re: 『Heaven's Grass』
They both dissolve into shimmering light, returning to card form.
Lucifel has lost 1 WILL (?? WILL remaining).
Leviathan has lost 1 WILL (1 WILL remaining). ]
. . . That he battled you, or that you destroyed his groceries?
1/2
[ Fight boy... likes to fight. ]
Rather, food can be very uncertain at home, so it felt very sinful.
[ BUT IT WAS JUST... pretend food. He will remind himself of this. ]
2/2
............................
...
He looks VEXED while looking at his cards.
. . . .
Is his only option the strange one...? Or is he reading things wrong...? He's certainly second-guessing himself.
. . . . . . . . . .
He takes a rather sizable and lengthy pause... he needs to try and preserve his WILL. But he didn't play first, so... does this mean that he won't lose WILL if he plays the one card? Or...
.................................... He very hesitantly places a card down. ]
1/2
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When it dissolves, it's in a dark glow, and the very air thrums violently with the energy that's summoned forth—the beast that's summoned is gangly, long-limbed, letting out a violent howl before swiping at the green RULER, which breaks apart instantly. However, it doesn't seem done, swiping a claw at Lucifel—the Grail breaks to its swipe, and the force of its claws through the air is so sharp and swift that the pressure itself lands a cut on Lucifel.
At the same time, Leviathan sees something else. ]
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[ He didn't know what he expected when he summoned the card. But he hadn't expected it to directly try and attack Lucifel himself. Panic grips him and he moves a step toward him.
The scene unfolds quicker than he can react, however, and then he sees that.
He saw something similar once before... in a dream, too. But seeing it a second time does nothing to ease or erase the shock, horror, and trauma of witnessing so much sickening brutality and violence against helpless individuals and being unable to do a single thing about it.
His stomach lurches and he swallows down the bile in his throat. That is and was... more than any one person should ever have to endure. ]
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The beast rears back, meaning to strike once more—but Lucifel is quicker, another green card flashing brightly: ]
[ The RULER card materializes, scale smashing into the BERSERKER and shattering it. When it dissolves, its card form returns to ash.
Leviathan has lost 1 WILL (0 WILL remaining).
The battle is over. Leviathan is unable to continue.
Leviathan has lost a total of 3 WILL (0 WILL remaining).
Lucifel has lost a total of 3 WILL (??? WILL remaining). ]
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But with it's shattering, he loses, too. The last of his will disappears.]
Ah...
[ . . . . . . . . . There are still others, right? Who can bring him home? He's genuinely upset at having lost because he has no idea what that means ultimately in this place. But his worry is up there, too.
He will try and cross back over to him. ]
Lucifel...! Are you alright!?
1/3 (body horror/body dysphoria adjacent)
As a denizen, you may recover that WILL through rest.You do not "hear" so much as "sense" that you cannot lose your WILL—that it is imperative to keep—but you have already begun to feel the effects.
Inside of yourself, it feels as though something's taken hold—your stomach and organs ache, the same ache of extreme hunger; at no point does it hurt, but you can feel yourself craving as though you hadn't eaten in weeks, parched as though you hadn't drank any water in days—
Then, there's a feeling of twisting, as though someone takes your insides and wrings them out. This, too, does not feel painful, though it feels uncomfortable all the same—like someone's turned off your pain receptors but left every other feeling there—and finally, after it feels as though your insides have knotted themselves up . . .
. . . something inside you blooms. Warmth swells, from your stomach and your chest, but it's a pleasant warmth—you could almost lose yourself to it—and it leaves a sweet taste at the back of your mouth. The feeling and taste will pass after a moment, but you no longer feel hungry. Instinctively, you know this means you no longer require sustenance to live. ]
(body horror/dysphoria adjacent, cont.)
As a denizen, you may recover your WILL through rest.You do not "hear" so much as "sense" that you have been welcomed into this world—it's as though it's acknowledged and registered your presence, and you understand that you have lost.
Inside of yourself, it feels as though something's taken hold—your skin begins to burn, feeling sore as though you're recovering from frostbite or stretching for too long; at no point does it hurt, but you can feel your body tightening in on itself, as though you were freezing outside overnight—
Then, there's a feeling of twisting, as though someone takes your body and wrings it out. This, too, does not feel painful, though it feels uncomfortable all the same—like someone's turned off your pain receptors but left every other feeling there—and finally, after it feels as though your body has knotted up . . .
. . . something inside you blooms. Warmth swells, from the tip of your head and fingers to the very ends of your toes, but it's a pleasant warmth—you could almost lose yourself to it—and it leaves you feeling as though you were standing on something soft, pleasant enough to sink into and lose yourself. The feeling will pass after a moment, but instinctively, you know this means you have become a denizen of this dream, and you can no longer hurt or be hurt by any other denizen.
You have lost your WILL. As a denizen, you may recover your WILL through rest. ]
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1/2
Until they aren't.
Suddenly it feels almost nice. Like he could sink within it all and stay suspended like that forever.
Finally, he moves again and blinks rapidly, before giving a small shake of his head. ]
2/2
[ He looks on his person for a handkerchief but he doesn't have one, so instead, he'll approach to try and check him over properly. ]
Are you sure you're fine?
[ Fretting a little. ]
I had the card with me when we started? I'm not sure if I played it correctly. Or I did something wrong with it somehow, considering it just attacked you.
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. . . It wasn't meant to be one you could access in the first place . . .
Well . . . nevermind. I'm alright—this much is nothing.