Blastergraft

HELLO WORLD. BLACKROCK HAS ENTRUSTED ME WITH THIS ACCOUNT FOR OUTSIDE INTERACTION. HELLO.

Oops! ^^

!!!!!

*Blaster falls forward, colliding with the pink gem, which reacts to his contact with glowing brighter, the energy inside building up to a crescendo immediately*

*And then...*

*BOOM!!!...*

*And the world was covered in darkness...*

*The got looked to the other crystal as he finished up his [ ACT ], Watching it glow a bit brighter as it switched to its turn. That specific shade of pink seemed to remind him of someone...*

Uhh, hey Blaster!... You got a bit of company here!

*The got looks behind him and sees the enemies suddenly appeared behind him, a floating pink crystal and another one of the red ones he had encountered before.*

*Immediately, he knew what to do with the red one, but seeing that pink... It gave him flashbacks that he didn't exactly want. Still, something had to be done!*

Look over to your right...

*Blaster looks to his right and sees a handle sticking up from the ground. As he approaches, he sees it's some sort of large weapon held up by some rocks. After a bit of work, he manages to pull it out.*

[ Iron Sickle - +7 ATK -1 DEF ]

[ A sharp end made to chip through hard stone. May end up useful. ]

It can be kinda dangerous for someone foreign to a dark world to stay for too long...

~ Lightless Anon

Whuh huh- how long have I been out-

Oh, blaster, you're awake!

~ Lightless Anon

*Blaster is caught a bit off guard by the short but nods happily.*

What if you go out there and find that dark fountain, hm?

*The poor boy looks around before shaking his head.*

~ Lightless Anon (also, it's fine mod! Motivation can just disappear into oblivion sometimes haha)

*The poor boy looked around for the voice as he quietly responded, watching at all of the crystal darkners laying around him.*

... HI. I'M SORRY FOR... UH.

*He looked down, seeing the collection of small dust bunnies that had settled around him. He picked one off his head and looked at it, staring into its eyes before placing it down.*

~ Lightless Anon

*they gently pick up blaster, trying to be quiet*

I should go find an inn...

*they begin to wander to find an inn or a hotel or... something.*

~ Lightless Anon

I'm sure you will, learning to be who you are can be challenging... but that's just a part of life! You gotta keep moving, and it's a lot easier with at least one small goal in mind, I've found!

~ Lightless Anon

*The bot beeps softly, taking note of Lightless's words. Learning who he is... He never really thought about it. Yes, he knows his name but not entirely who that name belonged to. He should figure that out one day......*

[ ENERGY LEVELS LOW. SHUTTING DOWN... ]

~ Lightless Anon

*The Nugraft nods twice in response, accepting the answer, though deep down both of them knew that he knew. After a second, Blaster thinks for a moment.*

... I THINK I AM SLIGHTLY THE SAME AS THAT PALADIN. BLACKROCK LIKES TO LOCK ME AWAY AND DO TESTS ON ME, BUT THEY DON'T TELL ME WHY. THEY TELL ME I AM "IMPORTANT" AND THAT I SHOULD LET THEM DO WHAT THEY NEED TO.

BUT I LIKE IT WHEN THAT ISN'T HAPPENING, MORE THAN WHEN IT IS. EVEN IF I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO ON MY OWN. AND ONCE I AM TAKEN BACK, IT WILL HAVE TO HAPPEN AGAIN.

*He looks up at Lightless, unsure.*

Once, there was a prophecy. One that, one day, a paladin of pure light would mend a broken world filled with darkness. The people of that world prayed for that light, so much so that, when that paladin came forth from their prayers, the people only saw them as a light and not as a person, for the paladin was born there and was raised by the people there.

The paladin went on a journey, the people of the world enshrouded giving them assistance, yet they never referred them by their name, only calling them "the pure light" or "the chosen" even when asked not to by the paladin. In fact, the paladin was never studying to be a paladin, yet the pure light was true in their destiny.

When they reached the end of their journey, they were given a choice: to use their light to mend the world, dying in the process... or to give up their light and live a life they wished to, at the cost of the broken world only gaining light for a century or so.

The paladin, remembering how their world treated them as a tool when they were discovered to be so, how they were not treated like a person at all, decided on the latter option, giving up their light to live a full life...

And that's the end of that story...

~ Lightless Anon (lightless loredrop fr)

*The Nugraft listened intently to the story, lights flickering in response and shifting in his spot as he did. Once it was finished, he let out a soft beep.*

THAT WAS A GOOD STORY. DID THEY LIVE A GOOD LIFE IN THE END?