blueteamnovel 245. Star Crossed Lovers in Action!
245. Star Crossed Lovers in Action!
245. Star Crossed Lovers in Action!
Act I.
It was a word that struck an ominous chord. The Librarians. No, the Authors of Existentia wielded the power to create entities from their tales, as their namesakes implied. A masterpiece of a play manifested before their eyes as an abominable theatrical.
The cathedral shifted. Every crimson mass expanded as bricks began to shatter, creating a cavity. The Remembrance were swallowed by the flesh, dissolving their bodies until a putrid, vaguely humanoid figure remained. The cavity had distorted tremendously, and Frost had to confirm with Nav whether or not they were affected by a Corrupted Zone.
“This is not a Corrupted Zone!” Nav adamantly claimed as the Bride and Groom interlocked hands, dancing as though they had fallen for one another at first sight. “We are surrounded by Crimson Hunger mass. Can you hear the heartbeat? This place is connected to something we cannot fathom.”
“Another Heart!?” Frost cried and began their onslaught. There was no other condition available other than the invulnerability the Bride and Groom possessed, whose named had changed for this Act.
Lovestruck Woman
Bride
< Love at first sight >
LEVEL : 60ORIGIN : Impuritas
HP : 30,000
ATT : 0 MAG ATT : 1,000ATT DEF : 1,000MAG DEF : 0
MP : 2,000
RESIST : 50AGI : 10
Uninvited Lovestruck Man
Groom
< Love at first sight >
LEVEL : 60ORIGIN : Impuritas
HP : 30,000
ATT : 1,000MAG ATT : 0ATT DEF : 0MAG DEF : 1,000
MP : 0
RESIST : 50AGI : 10
Both were fitted into a dress and suit respectively. The Groom’s body had regained its human appearance, but if one looked close enough they would find dead, dried flesh hiding underneath. The external skin was worn like a mask, and his hollow eyes stared deeply into the fond eyes of the Bride.
Additionally, the now hundreds of meaty entities, which danced in this mockery of a ball, had undergone a change of their own.
Familia
Remembered Family
< Hatred at first sight >
LEVEL : 80ORIGIN : Impuritas
HP : 10,000
ATT : 2,000MAG ATT : 0ATT DEF : 2,000MAG DEF : 500
MP : 0
RESIST : 20AGI : 15
“O Prince, why do you threaten to exile my dear happiest love.”
“For the bouts between our families... When I snuck into your party, I fell in love. But the Prince wished us apart. The romanticist in me could not help but to admire the pale feathers he adorned.”
“When the Prince told us that it was impossible my world fell apart.”
“Exile would not be the worst of it. Told that we were never meant to be only tempered our love. In those mountainous field away from the greatest city of Paradise, I snuck to her estate on that moonfilled night.”
The world crumbled; the flesh solidifying to stone. An earthquake ravaged through the sewers, causing the ceiling to split as debris spilled from the surface. A cave-in was inevitable, and something sinister roamed beyond.
Without a moment to lose, Ignis, much to their surprise, cried out:
“Get over here, quickly! I’m bringing us out!”
With haste, they all huddled beside Ignis, with Frost kept at a distance by Jury. Her tail wrapped her waist firmly as Ignis’ left hand split into tiny tentacles, each fastening the others to her.
“We’re going up, huh!?” Cer was ecstatic to see a proactive Ignis.
“Is this going to work!?” Res asked.
“A shortcut. We’re very deep underground. So... please hold on tight!” As if inspired by Ber’s transformation, Ignis began to wield a voice of her own as steam began to exhaust from her body.
“Hah! That’s what I’m talking about Ignis!” Ber cried, punching the air.
Then, in the next instant, the rocky ceiling was ploughed as bony and muscular machinations arose from her back, like the legs of a parasitic spider. The sheer collective size pushed them through the countless tons of rock and soil; the skeletal head and body protecting them. Not that it mattered considering their strength, but it was as Ignis said – this was a shortcut to the surface.
Like the stem of a plant, they pushed through until they reached the light of the burning city, rising above as loose rock pelted the roofs like hail. The steaming skull exhaled powerfully, its heat near rivaling Frost’s own as they found themselves soaring above the city.
And underneath, they were met with a towering, pale castle that stood on two legs made from the collective corpses of their families. It stood shoulder to shoulder with Ignis’ Musculoskeletal form, and at the top sat the Bride at a marble balcony, with the Groom hiding at the base of their mountain of corpses.
“Was it a sin for us to stay as one?”
“Was it a sin for us to be in love?”
< ACT II >
The Forbidden Balcony Beneath the Stars
Librarians