Post by Warrior on Apr 21, 2011 23:41:36 GMT -8
~-Encounter With A Ghost-~
As Warrior stood alone in Element City, after the attack of the Dark Moon, his mind was attacked by the voices of an invisible navi. Shortly after it's presence left, another being in a bright white cloak came and approached Warrior.
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"Warrior..."
The being spoke with authority and assertiveness -- the words themselves seemed to have power in them. Too much for Warrior to bare as he turned around.
" Are you... the voice from earlier?"
"No."
All doubt was gone -- from the cloaked one's simple answer, Warrior had full assuredness that He was telling the truth.
He hadn't noticed it, but small white particles had begun to bathe the area. Floating around like snowflakes, and some attaching themselves to Warrior without his awareness, the microscopic orbs gave the area an unfamiliar radiance as the two made their encounter.
" Then... why are you here?"
" I've come to take my sword back."
The figure spoke immediately after Warrior -- as if he already knew what he was going to say. He didn't move at all, but as the words left the cloaked one's mouth, Warrior's sword began to separate itself from Warrior's back and slowly float toward the cloaked figure, as if obeying the command of the apparent owner.
Warrior reached out to grab Faith, but despite his best efforts to pull it back, the blade effortlessly made itself loose from Warrior's grip and finished its path to the back of the one who's words spoke it into existence.
" Your sword? Faith was given to me -- what makes it yours?!"
The cloaked figure's face was hidden by a veil of light, but he seemed to emanate an expression of sorrow. Not of disappointment or disgust -- but rather of concern for Warrior's question, and for his lack of understanding.
" Gifts unused will be taken back. You've let your gift go to waste. He who has will be given more, but he who does not have, even what he has will be taken away from him."
" But Faith is--"
" Faith is a symbol, of what faith is."
The figure had already proved Warrior guilty -- Warrior just hadn't seen it yet. So he'd have to elaborate for the closed-minded navi.
" You've shown no faith, thus you have no faith, thus you cannot have Faith."
The small white particles from before gathered around Faith, creating a thin white aura around it. When the last particle attached to the sword, it shot up into the sky at lightspeed -- becoming a star that glistened in the night sky.
Warrior knew.... it was certainly out of his own reach now.
" How can I... get it back?"
" Only those with faith can wield Faith."
" So I just need more faith?"
The figure stood silent for a moment, letting Warrior think before he spoke again.
" What is your purpose?"
" I... didn't know I had one."
" Lack of faith won't lead to victory. Disbelief will never lead to success. Doubt will never bring you above the ordinary. I'll ask again -- what is your purpose?"
Warrior thought deeply for just a split-second before answering.
" To.... fight?"
His name was 'Warrior' after all. So it made sense, right?
" Then fight."
" For what?"
" To find a cause worth fighting for."
Fight, to find a cause to fight. Did that... make sense?
Whether it did or not, Warrior was fully aware that this cloaked figure had given him an answer that Warrior himself created.
"... And what happens when I find that?"
The cloaked figure looked up, and the star that had become Faith twinkled as he responded.
" Then you'll find the Faith that you lost."
The figure began to disappear into thin air -- as if entering a whole new dimension and leaving Warrior behind as he made his final comments.
" And you'll be worthy of the name, 'Warrior'."
... Faith was gone. And the only way to get it back was to fight?
Warrior could always just find another sword to fight with, but what would that accomplish in the long run?
Nothing.
Because the battles ahead....
Were Meaningful Battles.
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As Warrior stood alone in Element City, after the attack of the Dark Moon, his mind was attacked by the voices of an invisible navi. Shortly after it's presence left, another being in a bright white cloak came and approached Warrior.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Warrior..."
The being spoke with authority and assertiveness -- the words themselves seemed to have power in them. Too much for Warrior to bare as he turned around.
" Are you... the voice from earlier?"
"No."
All doubt was gone -- from the cloaked one's simple answer, Warrior had full assuredness that He was telling the truth.
He hadn't noticed it, but small white particles had begun to bathe the area. Floating around like snowflakes, and some attaching themselves to Warrior without his awareness, the microscopic orbs gave the area an unfamiliar radiance as the two made their encounter.
" Then... why are you here?"
" I've come to take my sword back."
The figure spoke immediately after Warrior -- as if he already knew what he was going to say. He didn't move at all, but as the words left the cloaked one's mouth, Warrior's sword began to separate itself from Warrior's back and slowly float toward the cloaked figure, as if obeying the command of the apparent owner.
Warrior reached out to grab Faith, but despite his best efforts to pull it back, the blade effortlessly made itself loose from Warrior's grip and finished its path to the back of the one who's words spoke it into existence.
" Your sword? Faith was given to me -- what makes it yours?!"
The cloaked figure's face was hidden by a veil of light, but he seemed to emanate an expression of sorrow. Not of disappointment or disgust -- but rather of concern for Warrior's question, and for his lack of understanding.
" Gifts unused will be taken back. You've let your gift go to waste. He who has will be given more, but he who does not have, even what he has will be taken away from him."
" But Faith is--"
" Faith is a symbol, of what faith is."
The figure had already proved Warrior guilty -- Warrior just hadn't seen it yet. So he'd have to elaborate for the closed-minded navi.
" You've shown no faith, thus you have no faith, thus you cannot have Faith."
The small white particles from before gathered around Faith, creating a thin white aura around it. When the last particle attached to the sword, it shot up into the sky at lightspeed -- becoming a star that glistened in the night sky.
Warrior knew.... it was certainly out of his own reach now.
" How can I... get it back?"
" Only those with faith can wield Faith."
" So I just need more faith?"
The figure stood silent for a moment, letting Warrior think before he spoke again.
" What is your purpose?"
" I... didn't know I had one."
" Lack of faith won't lead to victory. Disbelief will never lead to success. Doubt will never bring you above the ordinary. I'll ask again -- what is your purpose?"
Warrior thought deeply for just a split-second before answering.
" To.... fight?"
His name was 'Warrior' after all. So it made sense, right?
" Then fight."
" For what?"
" To find a cause worth fighting for."
Fight, to find a cause to fight. Did that... make sense?
Whether it did or not, Warrior was fully aware that this cloaked figure had given him an answer that Warrior himself created.
"... And what happens when I find that?"
The cloaked figure looked up, and the star that had become Faith twinkled as he responded.
" Then you'll find the Faith that you lost."
The figure began to disappear into thin air -- as if entering a whole new dimension and leaving Warrior behind as he made his final comments.
" And you'll be worthy of the name, 'Warrior'."
... Faith was gone. And the only way to get it back was to fight?
Warrior could always just find another sword to fight with, but what would that accomplish in the long run?
Nothing.
Because the battles ahead....
Were Meaningful Battles.
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