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Vergil's heart game r4
You feel weak, your body won't move no matter how you try, and you are falling, away from everything you know and love. Away from everything you need to accomplish. If you could just reach out, maybe you could hold on to it, claw your way back. But it's a useless endeavour, you fall unconscious, and your mind goes blank except for poetry and a familiar voice.
O mother Enitharmon, wilt thou bring forth other sons?
To cause my name to vanish, that my place may not be found,
For I am faint with travail,
Like the dark cloud disburden'd in the day of dismal thunder.
My roots are brandish'd in the heavens, my fruits in earth beneath
Surge, foam and labour into life, first born and first consum'd!
Consumed and consuming!
Then why shouldst thou, accursed mother, bring me into life?
You wake on the ground in a cave, cold, wet, and sticky. It smells of rotting flesh. Your objective is clear, but you can't recall a name or face. Nothing else about your memory of him is changed, but for some reason the name "Vergil" just won't come to you, and you couldn't describe how he looks if your life depended on it. But at least your body starts to respond to your will, slowly regaining enough strength to carry on.
Unless you're Glory, in which case the rest is the same, but you wake in a library.
To cause my name to vanish, that my place may not be found,
For I am faint with travail,
Like the dark cloud disburden'd in the day of dismal thunder.
My roots are brandish'd in the heavens, my fruits in earth beneath
Surge, foam and labour into life, first born and first consum'd!
Consumed and consuming!
Then why shouldst thou, accursed mother, bring me into life?
You wake on the ground in a cave, cold, wet, and sticky. It smells of rotting flesh. Your objective is clear, but you can't recall a name or face. Nothing else about your memory of him is changed, but for some reason the name "Vergil" just won't come to you, and you couldn't describe how he looks if your life depended on it. But at least your body starts to respond to your will, slowly regaining enough strength to carry on.
Unless you're Glory, in which case the rest is the same, but you wake in a library.
Re: MANOR
Can't go inside even with this? [he gestures to yamato]
Why not?
Re: MANOR
"Unfortunately not, even Yamato can't open those doors... There is a key though. The boys each have half, but it's meant to be a single item. If you can get them and put them together, it should open up."
Re: MANOR
[pardon, he's slow sometimes]
Is there something inside to help with... all this?
[makes a helpless gesture at, well, everything]
...and why can't I remember his name?! [frustration bleeds into his voice there]
Re: MANOR
As for the last question though, she goes on smiling the same way, but it's not really appropriate for her words. "Why would you bother remembering his name? He's hardly worth it." Hm.
Re: MANOR
You're his mom.
[But she isn't really. It's a heart, and she's part of it. He shakes his head slightly... he has realized sword-friend has some issues]
I better go find the key then.
[He stands up, readying Yamato again hoping for another lucky location]
Re: MANOR
If you want to find the key, well, meet the other son.