Jeremiah held Faith for longer than appropriate in a combat situation. With their attention diverted it was hard to say what old man may over take the battle without their attention.
Yet it felt so secondary now. To the revelations that they'd both achieved that day. Fromiere couldn't win...
Seven decades. Though time really was irrelevant when it had no effect on your body or mind. He wandered into Daybreak Village with zero idea as to how he had even arrived there. When you walk for nigh a century eventually you just let the wanderlust do its thing.
In reality he had no...
"What is this?"
Jeremiah found himself in an opalescent room. Or at least that's what his perception was. It was strange. He'd never seen a place like this before but it felt the closest to home since his departure from the Ixchel Wilds. The place also didn't feel tangible. It was a dream like...
There was no doubts. From his shameless tossing away of his child's life, to the absolute power trip of needing to have the underworld of Vel Anir in his palm, Fromiere was an intolerable man.
Everything in his fiber of being was tearing him in twine. There was his merciless kill of Isaac...
Jeremiah witnessed whoever this was down Fromiere quickly upon his appearance making a distraction. The automaton was far too busy making heads and tails of what was going on to engage himself in this fight. Let alone, the magic Opal gave him was wearing thin, and his injuries were visible...
A mixture of emotions and facial expressions thrown his way was nothing too. And his showmanship wouldn't allow him to not make a wonderful introduction for all his new friends!
He fluffed his coat and cleared his mechanical throat with a fist held to his mouth. A removal of his top hat once...
It seemed that the man not far from him grew sick. While inebriation clearly played a role, the man had also looked pale prior. Still, it would be wildly uncharacteristic of Jeremiah to not ensure the safety of those around him.
The automaton stood up and wandered his way to Alre's side...
"AYE, GILMORE, GET A LOAD OF THE METAL MAN!"
While tiresome, Jeremiah had gotten pretty used to people questioning his own existence. Just the mere sight of him tended to send people into a frenzy.
The man called Gilmore funneled over to the sign up stall and gawked with his jaw dropped at...
Jeremiah stood there in awe at himself. The sheer destruction of a foe far too powerful not minutes ago. An absolutely one sided barrage fueled by udedication and love for Kulan. He turned away, knowing his next step was to find the others. And that he had to move on from the knowledge he'd lost...
The sharpest of ringing. Bronze mating with iron. Their fists connecting, Isaac had turned just in time mid flight to match Jeremiah's continuing attack. A breath of excitement sounded from Isaac's imaginary throat.
"So your vigor returns again, Hoarfrost! Your death will be beautiful, a flash...
Jeremiah was baffled to see the state that Melody? Faith? Failody? Was in even still. Her aura had completely changed and it felt as if they were both in the room but they were an entirely new person. She was beautiful, in the way an angel might be. Holy and yet terrifying, with a comfort that...
Jeremiah's eyes could hardly believe what they beheld. Melody and Faith felt as if they were simultaneously in the room and controlling the same vessel in tandem. He forced himself to rise from his sulking state to witness his friend became energy itself. It was beautiful if nothing else. He had...
"UNCLE!"
Rory called out while making the soldiers cease their assault for a moment and standing in front of Melody.
"Be fuckin' real with yaself, wontcha? You can't win against us. And if you give up and let Fromiere do away with you how he wants, it'll be a lot less painful then what I...
Isaac's cackle could be heard throughout the whole sewer had there not been much more pressing matters to deal with for the others. His eyes peered at the dripping ceiling as he let out his uproarious laughter from Jeremiah's strike to his chest.
"Yes, yes! Jeremiah that's it! That vigor, that...
"YOU DON'T HAVE TO TELL ME TWICE!"
Jasper aimed his arm up towards the two in front of them, Marius turning to face the six foes encroaching on them. Jaspers arm lit up like a lighthouse of fury and determination, then exploding in a force that would blind a bats sonar. A wave of light covered...
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