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[ncumenia-archived]

continuing from here [ X ] @vcndeath The arcane being finally answered Ernye’s question. A feeling so familiar to the Lunari almost overwhelmed her, mourning and livid voices echoed in the surroundings and inside her head, as the entity finally introduced themselves: vengeance. The same sentiment she swore on those who decimated her kin, condemning her to that current condition. Not even life, not even death. An empty shell on thin ice. Oh, how many lost souls like herself she could sense from them, how many they were crying, screaming not only the name of those who betrayed them but also the names of those they had lost. A pulsating pain echoed inside her sternum, forcing her to put her hand on it. «…. Vengeance, such a familiar feeling. The one I swore on those who worshipped the Sun….» She muttered, only to be “answered” with a long, endless silence… And then, their reply echoed in the greenish mist, stating they weren’t here for her. Then, what were they looking for? The Lunari stepped back, her cerulean hues meeting their empty ones. She couldn’t explain why she started feeling cold in their presence, usually, the temperature around her didn’t bother her that much. «I am indeed a lost and lonely soul. I’m a moonchild -born on Targon- who has been killed with her people by the hand of Solari. Since that cursed night, I swore revenge on them. Have you come for them too… Vengeance?»