idolpro | Leviathan's Heart (#1)

[ Stop, stop-- the dragon thrashes for a moment in pain as more of the nasty knives pierce its body. Mouth opening, again that same, piercing sound fills the air.

It rocks you to your core, reaching inside of you to squeeze away any hope or happiness or light you have left inside. There's nothing beautiful in this world. There is darkness and void and lack of all conviction and purpose. There's nothing left for you anymore. What do you do when the one thing you are supposed to do... ends in ruin?

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Edited 2021-01-23 09:23 (UTC)

[ blessed by nadeko @ 1d20+4 = 23

i am filled with CONVICTION and PURPOSE ]

[ No one is gonna stomp all over your strength of character...!

this round... ]

[16! Die already~]

[ The corruption passes over you.... this time ]

[ 14

that's a really good question isn't it. ]

[ Well... Corruption is taking hold of you. It is difficult to find light in the world. Your sense of purpose is significantly shaken. ]

[14]

[Of course everything he does end in ruin]

[That checks out, honestly]

[ Oh Hurricane...

Corruption is taking hold of you. It is difficult to find light in the world. Your sense of purpose is significantly shaken. ]

[ The dragon focuses it's next attack on Hope. It swipes at the base of the tree, breaking it...clear in half. The resulting fall and throw will leave her with (+2 damage). And Lucifel doesn't seem to be doing much better. Charging after Lucifel it moves to attack him once again. It's claw pounds the ground and like Ren before, dozens of vines shoot up, tearing through his body like spears (+2 damage) as it charges toward him. ]

[ his spirit hurts more than the spearlike vines do, but even as his arms tremble—even as he can barely hold his bow up anymore—he's taking another shot (9) ]

[It takes him longer to shake himself out of it, this time - longer to shake off that feeling of failure, or nothingness, cutting too close to things that are buried down deep anyway]

[But he told Hiryuu he'd keep Levi safe. He said]

[So he takes a wobbling step forward, and then another - picks up speed, gradually at first and then more intent. He kicks off with the dragon leg, darting in with a 29 to slash at the vines that make up the creature's throat for 7 damage]

[ we cannot do another round like this, blease

she's rolling out of the debris and attempting to throw another bomb at the dragon, but 1d20+4 = 12 that does not... happen.

this might be problematic. ]

[It's fine, you've been caught after falling out of the tree! She's trying her best, okay. You tried your best too. ~~Nadeko is just a jerk~~.]

Ah- sorry, I tried to get here faster.

[ she like, nearly jumps out of her skin at landing in someone's arms.

briskly: ]

Just, ah—

It's fine. Warn me, if you have time.

[ she's letting herself down as fast as she can, though. ]

I'm sorry. I just didn't want you to get hurt.

[She frowns, and Hope will be able to see that she's littered with yellow scales, some of which have started to fade.]

Ah- damn it-!!

[Look, dragon, you got her to swear. She never swears.

No one tell her dad, okay.

ANYWAY. She bolts to where Hope has fallen from the tree and tries to catch her (and take the damage onto herself). Her HP is starting to get a little dangerous (8) but it's fine. She will survive somehow.

She throws her shield at the back of the dragon's head as it charges at Lucifel and it just bounces off (12) probably. Rude.]

[ Hurricane doesn't miss. The creature thrashes with the last blow, releasing a bellowed roar. It’s body creaks, miasma pouring from its many wounds. It lifts into the air, the smell terrible but rapidly lifting as though carried by a breeze and dissipating. In pain, it writhes on the ground, roots, and flowers breaking apart and snapping, disintegrating into dust.

It whines in pain, the sound difficult to listen to as the earth that had become so twisted into the shape of a dragon slowly falls away.

. . . Revealing beneath it an otherworldly white dragon. The giant creature breathes heavily, exhausted and strained. It lies still as the last of the corruption covering it melts away. It takes several minutes. After a number of deep breaths, it’s head turns and blue eyes focus upon the party below.

Unlike before, the creature in front of you now carries with it no ill will. If anything, there is a sense of gratitude in the air. Though perhaps it is still somewhat disconcerting, as slitted eyes pierce you as though looking into your very soul.

After a moment, it lowers its head and releases a huffed breath against the party, eyes closing, as though a sign of thanks. Rapidly... the effects of corruption that had been affecting everyone earlier begins to fade. ]

Oh thank God.

[ They survived...! By the skin of their teeth. To be honest, the dragon could probably mirror the same sentiment. ]

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