《Fallen Kingdom》The past even if unknown, can never be severed, slowly creeping until it swallows you whole (5)
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Name got up and moved closer to the fallen priests in the silence. “Hello??” She said waving her arm in front of one of the priest's eyes. “Woah! When did you get here?!?!!!” Name exclaimed at the child which is apparently on her arm. “Wait…” she looked down and she saw another child on her leg, and one dangling on her waist. “(Onetwothreefour...)” she quickly counted the kids attached to her body. “Huh. Weird (I swear there were three)” and tried to get the one on her arm off.
As she was trying to get the children of her body. “Oh come on! Come on! Let goooooo” winging her left arm around. The children only shook their heads and grabbed on tighter, responding, unlike the adults. “To your right” Name heard a whisper in her head and did as it said, seeing a bolt of ice. “Sssscrap bucket” the ice bolt exploded and covered the entire village in ice.
“Pathetic, to see you act like this, with malfunctioning sub-units… Ros-” a pebble was thrown at the figure. “Oi, what do you think you are doing?” (Fake)Name said her irises red and her usual iridescent white hair now a vivid red, almost as if her head was on fire. Tossing and catching another pebble in her hand, she once again shot at the figure. The figure quickly erected an ice shield only to have it shatter, but it's only as the shot has defected.
“Ah, an ice mage I see.” The figure turned around and saw Name behind her. “What-” was all she managed to squeal out before Name swung her heel down, launching her downwards.
“Ugh...should have expected this…” The figure slowly peeled herself away from the ground.
Name soon landed. Her hair turning from green to a pale blue this time as she landed. Turning her crimson eyes towards the figure. “Who are you and why did you attack us?
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Silence filled the air before laughter came from the figure “Hahahaha, seriously? You don’t remember? Pffff… Imagine being the Administrator, an Overseer directs and manages everything from the production of our units and you don’t remember what I am? Hahaha… you can drop the act already, Synthesis.”
“Synthesis? You know me? Oh, we got quite a catch here!”
“Not dropping the act Synthesis? Alright, let’s play your game then.” The figure got up. Her face masked, a valve opened, releasing an exorbitant amount of steam before closing. A pale almost grey purple and white armour, with numerous frills and ribbons with an indecipherable amount of runes and what seems to be circuits woven into it, folded on top of each other, forming a ‘dress’, as air moved through them and expelled the hot air.
Name whistled. “Looks like someone had fun designing that.”
“Still at it with your snarky remarks I see” the ice mage immediately covered themselves in ice, forming another set of armour on top of her existing one, leaving the frills and ribbons alone so they could still expel the heat.
Name didn’t wait until she finished her preparations, her hair changing to green as she immediately rushed at the ice mage, the wind pushing her behind her as the air in front of her parted. As she closed in her hair turned back to an icy blue as a hastily made blade of ice swung down at the mage. The mage only barely blocked it with her staff, followed by a barrage of icicles.
Name immediately backed away. “(Arghh… Shut up, oh really? From what I see you can barely control this body...uh not a bad idea.)” Name growled to herself
“Give up Synthesis! Perhaps I can make this easier for you. Even if you can fight against all of us together, you are still undergeared for this fight.”
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“Oh really? From what I’ve seen, I’ve been absolutely crushing you even without all the fancy gear I supposedly have. (You alright kids?)” the kids nodded. “(Alright, Just Little More)”
“What the hell was that gibberish?”
“Oh, you can hear that?” Name responded Smiling she continued. “It is a secret.” Her hair shimmering between red, green, and a pale blue. Name once again, dashed towards the ice mage.
“Oh no, that is not gonna work again this time.” Dense ice spikes appeared in front of her as well underneath Name which she avoided ‘beautifully’
“Ha! Is that really the best that you can do? (denser, colder, denser, colder)”
A giant fist broke through form behind the ice curtain, hitting Name.
“How did you like my Ice golem, Synthesis?” the mage quipped back, confident she had Name done in.
Slowly the Golem’s fist rose despite its efforts. Underneath was Name, an ice shield on her right hand as her left hand joined in to keep it up. Name has frozen the ground below her and attempted to spread her weight across it. Her voice straining, “Uhhhhg… how...you...like...my….oomph!” The ice cracked underneath her. “My… ice shield? Ha. haha. HA! Uhh.” Name said with a smile on her face while gritting her teeth, as the wind blew in, moving towards her at a high velocity, so cold and dense, it almost felt solid.
The mage’s eyes widen. “Oh no no no no, she can’t possibly be this stupid.”
Name took a deep breath in and out. Wincing in pain. “Yes, I am this stupid Miss Ice Princess,” taking another deep breath, “Arggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhgawrrrrr!!!!” Despite the golem’s best effort, Name managed to escape from under its fist, sliding off to the side as Name pushed back at an angle. With another blast of wind beneath her feet she jumped into the air and blasted herself towards the ice mange. “And it’s not Synthesis Unit 00, whatever that means, It’s NAME PENDING! Get it right!”
“Are you-” Name crashed into the ice mage at full speed. “*cough* *cough* frickin’ *cough* serious? That’s is arggaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!!”
“*cough* *cough* *cough* *cough*” in a strained voice, “still better than what you can come up with hehe.” Name stood back up using an ice blade to pull herself back up. Step by step, she slowly approached the ice mage. A dense layer of ice formed around the kids, the ice attaching to her clothes and flesh. Step by step as pieces of armour made of ice formed around her.
Cooling her breath down and circulating it around her through the intake of well, liquid air.
Stopping in front of the recovering mage.
“Quit trying… *cough* *cough* I’ve already disabled your golems, what do you think I was doing underneath there? *ahem*” Name pointed to the collapsing ice golem and the sea of giant hands that were a second too late, collapsing. “God this hurts, seriously what the hell is up with your control? All I had to do is give a little nudge to unbalance the entire thing. Eh?”
“You have never changed, have you Synthesis?” her eyes moist, whether from rage or melancholy, Name can’t tell, regardless, the ice mage fainted.
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