Three days of Meditation, while purging valmasian souls

[19:59:34] The Paladin of Kraus stands amidst the ruins of Avalon. Amidst the ashes, it was hard to keep on walking. His feet were heavy, but he continued marching forwards, until he found what he was looking for. Their old house, now reduced to pure ash... It was a sad view for him. It was the memorial of his friendship with Juliette and Magnolia, and now it was nothing but rubble.

Walking towards the middle of the rubble... He slowly dug up a bit of the stones, shoving them sideways, before using his earth magic to get a makeshift hole done. With a simple gesture, he drops the two keys of the former house that was once there. With a simple wave of hand, holyground coats it, burying the keys deep underground.

And above the holy marble that he put there, the Paladin kneeled. Removing his helmet, he started meditating, the yellow leylines shining and illuminating the holy ambient surrounding him.
(Paladin)
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[20:48:12] Irashi says, "Hello there."
[20:48:12] Paladin says, "Hello."
[20:48:12] Paladin asks, "You are...?"
[20:48:12] Irashi says, "I travel around seeking to spar those of different styles. Me im simply a ghost that goes by Irashi."
[20:49:55] Paladin says, "Nice to know."
[20:49:55] Irashi asks, "Who may you be?"
[20:49:55] Paladin says, "The Paladin. Pleased to meet you."
[20:49:55] Irashi says, "Same."
[20:50:46] The Paladin goes back to his meditative stance, sitting down on the ground, legs crossed, hands on the holy marble underneath him.

(Paladin)
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[20:52:28] The man would simply sit in his own stance.

"So tell me what brings a warrior of your class out in the random of places?"
(Irashi)
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[21:01:00] The marble-like holyground under him starts glowing. If he was attuned to the earth enough, he could probably feel the faint vibrations of the marble digging below him. It seemed to connect to the man's armor, and furthermore, with his essence. The marble rose up on his body, until it connected to his cracked yellow leylines.

He seemed to pay not much attention to the man, instead controlling his emotions. The sensation transmitted by the holy energy was soon amplified, felt throughout the whole place, as it resonated with a peaceful joyous hum.

"These are the ruins of my house." He spoke, pillars of marble slowly coating the rubble that was once his house.
(Paladin)
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[21:01:00] LOOC - Paladin: (sorry, got busy IRL, took too long)
[21:06:59] He would fold his arms and look at the man.

"Its a dreadful feeling. How the things you love the most are took away from you. Its a sad cracking feeling. I tell you now my dear friend. We all will come across things that are painful and will be something that takes you down from when you are at you best."

He would get up.

"But if you strive hard enough for what you feel is right you can make it through anything."
(Irashi)
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[21:12:06] The Paladin kept meditating. Slowly, the marble pillars would cast a holy beam of light towards the Paladin's very head, forming a circle on his crown. The circle of holy energy pushed his blonde hair upwards, as it seemed to continue emitting the same pleasant sensations.

Through the air, his voice echoed this time around. "I will make it through. I have the Holy Light and Kraus by my side."

A simple movement would be cast on the ground, his lower body being completely encased in holy earth. For now, it seemed that he was forming slowly an armor of the marble that surrounded him, and it cracked with holy energy following the patterns of his leylines that laid below the armor, a big hole of holy energy being put at his heart.
(Paladin)
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[21:12:57] Irashi says, "I like to learn more but i must be going."
[21:12:57] Irashi says, "You be safe friend."
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[19:26:17] Erenan's majestic gait brings him to a remote corner of Avalon's ruins, prairies meddling with biomes of jungle settled over where once lain the Necropolis and its barred settlement, Valmasia's capital colony itself.

Claws dig themselves into the soil, blotted with the black of the ominous gloom of occult. Orbs of pure crimson, blood-tinted enough to imply the latter substance had been splattered upon them, scroll relentlessly across Paladin's figure-

Clear disgust is stamped atop the tiger-like demon's hardened features, expressive enough to be tangible to the reach of one's eye, so palpable was the feline's contempt.

"You.

Puny human.

Where. . are . . the caves?"
(Erenan Qi)
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[19:26:17] LOOC - Erenan Qi: (nah bad color.....)
[19:33:07] For the last few days, the Paladin has been concentrated on his meditation. Sitting down in the middle of a destroyed house, now totally encased in marble, four pillars surrounding him send a peaceful ray of Holy energy towards the man's helmet-free crown.

Marble rose to protect his whole body, involving him up to the neck, crackling with jolts of Holy energy. A hole on his armor, at about the size of a closed fist, was focused at his heart, pulsing with holy energy that spread throughout the nearby place.

His meditation was cut short, however. He was used to fighting internally with the suffering souls that surrounded what once was Avalon, but now something occult had joined him. Specks of holy energy massed around him, as if forming a protective shell surrounding the krausite.

And as soon as he heard the demon's voice, both eyes opened, revealing yellow-glowing irises. His voice was peaceful, serene, and with a background symphonic hum.

"There are many. Most, south." He replied, his gaze focusing on the demon that got closer... And averting to the other one for a single second.
(Paladin)
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[19:34:49] Kin-Zhen is off to the back, watching the two.
(Kin-Zhen)
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[19:34:49] "Goodbye.

Monkey soup."
(Erenan Qi)
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[22:47:40] And a few more days go by. The obelisks of marble start breaking down, too fed up from the leylines underneath that were completely consumed for his meditation rituals. His ritual was more about the conversion of energy from the leylines into holy energy, and then channeling them towards him.

However, he was nothing more than a beacon. A holy light sphere surrounded him, calling onto the spirits surrounding the place. The earth under him took a yellow hue, glowing at the shape of a cross, his feet being at the intersection.

Shining in holy energy, the spirits that suffered from the nearby war were attracted to him. His intent was to completely purify these spirits, and then send them packing to the otherworld. While this happened, he did his best to absorb their memories, their feelings, and purify those. He wished no anguish or hate to rejoin the lifestream, and took it upon himself to do that.

However, he was woken up by a man. The yellow leylines of his body shone, as the marble under him started cracking with holy energy. This was supposed to be a peaceful spot, but for days he had stood there, and every few days someone would pass by.

His aim was to only do one thing: Ascend. To ascend into a benevolent being that he wanted to be so much but failed to. To figure out a new way to solve everyone's problems. Kaschei's, Masika's, Juliette's, and everyone else that he even considered himself caring enough one day.

He opened his eyes slightly, exposing the glowing yellow irises to the man as he turned around. Still he was sitting down, and he was still with his legs crossed, his gaze examining the man completely, as if looking for any signs of corruption, any sign of occult magic. His own holy magic was supposed to react, after all that.

His golden hair gleamed in his own emitted yellow light, and he looked around him, as to find the simplest of packs. A small leather purse was accompanying him, filled with food for a single day, which he was saving for his return.

Picking up the satchel, his voice echoed around through the marble. "Only this. I am sorry for not having more." He threw the leather satchel to the man. It was not so heavy, and it bore a mix of fruits and meat inside.
(Paladin)
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[22:55:21] Kon would look on as he would grab the satchel and began to search through it putting the satchel down and grabbing the fruits and eating it lightly. Smiling as he had finally had something to eat,

"'tis delicious, Blisterin' Barnacles...ye seem like a holy user. Interestin', I hope we could work on a wee...eh how ye can say deal. Do nah reckon o' meself as a freak but I wants t' see if I withstand a good amount o' power against meself. How about it holy?"

Finishing his talk as he would grab the satchel and walk over to the side and put it there. Waiting for Paladin to show up for strength though the holy, made him feel the slight of tinge of burn again. Exhaling lightly shaking his head.

"Still, me deal stands as I wants t' see how strong I can withstand th' burns. So let me see wha' I can stand up against. Also show me if ye be willin' t' let me understand."

Kon chuckled as he would put out his hands and shrugged. Knowing he finally accept the darkness but it wasn't at all strong but weaker than most. He would finally understand the pain that the two had to give against each other.
(Kon the Burned)
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[23:09:00] The holy-infused man let out a sigh, moving a single hand as to uncover his own body from the marble. Earlier, he was covered to the neck in holy-crackling marble, which now quickly crumbled down, revealing the white mythril armor, shining a bit less than earlier before. With a single hand, he picked up the mythril helmet by his side.

Whatever remained of the marble obelisks soon vanished together with his stance, as he finally stood up and walked towards the man. The crackling holy energy under him moved together with him, and the man exhaled a sensation of purity from his own body.

He then stops in front of Kon, putting the helmet over his head. The holy leylines illuminated the insides of his helmet, as the yellow irises shone like beacons on his face, staring down at the man with holy energy. Once again, he said something.

"I am afraid that Holy magic is not meant to show strength, brother." His tranquil voice says, almost as if meant to break his serious expression from his face.
(Paladin)
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[23:15:50] Waiting around as he would continue to feel the burn upon his own skin patting the Paladin on the shoulder as his hand sizzled, letting out a sigh.

"Ye see, I needs t' test this out 'cause if I don't I won't know if I can proceed t' save scallywags now. Even wit' me owns darkness eatin', one thin' be fer certain I be ready t' fight. Though even if holy be meant t' heal th' wounded, I be partin' this path fer a reason. Now ye be a nice scallywag Cullen.

Me life will be forfeit eventually but I wants t' see wha' will happen as time progress on me adventure. Though I ain't goin' t' let th' darkness fill me mind, body 'n soul. One thin' be fer certain, ye aren't a mimic so I know I be in good hands."

Putting his hands by his side as he would chuckle lightly before a fist would come from his side as a small simple strength punch. Nothing lethal but more restrained, he was ready to be burned if it meant to look further into what they were planning. It was something he had to unfortunately delve into, not of accident but of purpose as he thought of the end goal in mind.
(Kon the Burned)