Memories

Strangers from the past

I remember that moment vividly. I was stood alone in what I thought was a world frozen in time. With no idea how to unfreeze it

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“Oh s**t” Tygon whipped around seeing both the giant silver and black tiger, the red pixie on his nose. Flinching as they moved closer. Yet not retreating.

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“I know you, well I don’t know you but you’re so familiar. Explain” demanded Tygon. The Cat laid upon the ground and sighed.

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“There is much to tell little one” he said his cultured voice tinged with sadness. Tygon sat, gesturing impatiently.

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“Oh hell,” said the pixie flying to stand before Tygon “I am Crimson the Weapon, I am what in the old world they called a vlel.” He pointed to the Cat “He’s Shar Zul the wise. He’s a Shar” Tygon shook his head. Old world, Shar, Vlel. Seeing his confusion Shar Zul spoke

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“Before the cataclysm, there existed the Assundran people”

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“Whats that got to do with me, and here and now?” asked Tygon genuinely confused and impatient. Shar Zul sighed. Locking eyes with the silver haired boy

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“Tyr Assundra varnet” A bell seemed to radiate in Tygon’s head. Getting louder and louder. His face grimacing in pain until finally he relaxed. And remembered

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/Tygon looked around himself, he was in a dense old woodland forest. He turned to the Cat beside him.

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“Where am I?” he asked scared

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“A memory of your old life” said Shar Zul  pulling Tygon’s consciousness back. To that of spectator. 

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The boy continued on a short way in silence the soft breeze tickling his face. Tygon noticed that the child looked much like himself. Silver hair, violet eyes, up-swept ears. Suddenly a red dagger flew passed them seemingly out of nowhere. Both turned to follow the weapon but it was gone. Neither paid much heed to it until it happened twice more. Though these other two times it had been a sword and spear respectively. Though of the same hue as the dagger.

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"I think us troubled by a nasty little sprite" said the child. Instantly a crimson doll-like personage had him by the front of his tunic.

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"Sprite? Sprite?" wailed the creature.

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"If I am not mistaken, young one. I believe we have encountered a demon of the most terrible sort" The creature nodded enthusiastically.

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"I am Crimson the weapon." declared the demon triumphant. Tyr smiled.

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"I am Tyr, and this Zul." said the child. Shar'zul greeted the demon./

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Tygon shook his head, scattering the last of the home movie in his head. 

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“So that explains how I know you both. But not how we’re here” His head rocked as if struck.

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/Tyr stood on the mouth of a volcano, the lava a vortex of energy.  Looking over at the dark figure on the other side

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“You did this!” accused Tyr “You polluted the shrines to free the void!” Tyr growled at the man. He turned at accusation. Nodding maniacally 

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“A witness to my master’s will fulfilled, fantastic!” hissed the cloaked figure drawing a knife “Masters of the void, I your humble servant do give my life so that you might reign again” Tyr’s mind raced through all of his study and talks with Shar Zul. He knew that life magic was one of the most powerful forces. Especially if given freely.

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“That’s it!” he turned to Shar Zul, taking Crimson, who preferred his dagger form, of his belt. Handing the blade to the wise feline Tyr spoke “Tell my parents that I love them. And I had to do this” Before either could stop him Tyr Assundra jumped into the swirling vortex. “Void shall be denied”/

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Tygon writhed on the ground. Feeling as if the lava and energies were lashing him.

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“What the hell Zul, we just got him back and you want to kill him again?” Zul roared breaking Tygon from his trance

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“It is a memory, only a memory”