OOC: The Lore Story is the finale of the trilogy I planned to make around Andreas Myrslin. This takes place prior to his death and deals in the finality of his changing and somewhat redemption. This story will contain mature themes such as loss and finality of death. If you cannot handle such, please click away. You have been warned.
"I'm sorry, my love. I couldn't stay alive forever and I had so many plans for our happiness."He could only think in those last moments that he had left of his husband and those he was leaving behind all because he didn't tell them that his heart was weakening from all the damage he had suffered in the century he had lived. He recalled the memory of the meditation...
"You'll die if you stay here, you know." He heard the voice say to him. "You can go home and change your fate. Become a General and lead the army of the Dread Empire..."
"No. I won't leave." He'd reply back. "Besides, I'm happy here and we both know I've not been happy for almost half of my life."
"Then your heart will give away if they cure you. We both know if your heart goes, death is swift to follow."
"I know..."
They would only receive the warning from Andreas as his last words as they prepared to give him the cure. To prepare for his death. After administering the cure, everything went black...
A Musclegod Crimson Witch with a track record with the Dread Empire and soon Regalia would begin to know the meaning of death has arrived. A Phoenix has begun to rise in Regalia as Andreas' perspective ended and Xayn picked up the torch...
~(+)=(+)~
"It's done. They captured me."
Andreas was thinking as he woke up in Greygate, shackled to the bed that would prove to be his deathbed. He could hear their voices and especially the one who tried to add false charges to his record. She was a bitch in every sense of the word, but as they were preparing him to be cured of his vampirism, he knew he was not long for this world. They didn't understand that they caused more damage than they thought to his heart and the tribulations he went through didn't help matters. He had trouble trying to breathe and even stay standing properly with the rush of adrenaline in his body, but it was his heart that would do him in. He couldn't survive the curing process and he knew it."It's done. They captured me."
"I'm sorry, my love. I couldn't stay alive forever and I had so many plans for our happiness."
"You'll die if you stay here, you know." He heard the voice say to him. "You can go home and change your fate. Become a General and lead the army of the Dread Empire..."
"No. I won't leave." He'd reply back. "Besides, I'm happy here and we both know I've not been happy for almost half of my life."
"Then your heart will give away if they cure you. We both know if your heart goes, death is swift to follow."
"I know..."
They would only receive the warning from Andreas as his last words as they prepared to give him the cure. To prepare for his death. After administering the cure, everything went black...
~(+)=(+)~
A ship pulled into harbor on that same night. Andreas' longtime friend Xayn had arrived into Regalia to surprise him for his birthday, but the ship had been delayed due to bad weather and the Dread War happening. He quickly tried to find Andreas and surprise him, but he only found nothing more than a deep foreboding feeling that something was amiss. It was only through detective work that he realized he was dead, but didn't bother to know his killers. He had another goal in mind and he went in search of Lathlaeril and Connak to piece back together Andreas' life and take up the torch of his friend.A Musclegod Crimson Witch with a track record with the Dread Empire and soon Regalia would begin to know the meaning of death has arrived. A Phoenix has begun to rise in Regalia as Andreas' perspective ended and Xayn picked up the torch...
