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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.
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You get a hand on the book -- and immediately you find yourself somewhere else. You've stumbled into someone else's heart? You're free to look around in there if you like, but when you leave the library, you'll find yourself right back in this field.
(For anyone who's already been in Raven's heart, you won't remember having been there before, this is just a backdoor entrance. You can tag into it to snoop or just handwave a look around/leaving immediately as you like)
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[He's just gonna... back out. Two hearts is too much responsibility.
Back to the field, and then he's teleporting his way back to Vergil's Library to pick up everything else, shoving it into his newfound videogame storage.
And finally bringing himself back to the Manor]
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The grass tickles your skin, itches slightly. Should it be able to touch your bare shoulder?
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Just a bit of a break won't hurt]
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You have 1 Perseverance and will have to spend 1 to escape.
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Goodbye last Perseverance point, he's bustin' out and returning to the Library. Books are safe and have never tried to hurt him]
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