The End of an Arc, The White Wolf's Final words

[GravityChill]

 

“Do not fear death, for it is inevitable. Live your life fully, push forth your ambitions and when the time comes, embrace the end.”
 
These were the words ingrained into my very being, and words that I lived by from the moment I pledged my loyalty to the Grand Guignol decades ago, to my final moments before the clock ran out.

I have done much for my life, and have gathered a plethora of tales in my times walking the lands of Meranthe. I have seen the downfall of Imperfects, the ruthless hunting, and executions of witches, where many demons never saw past their infant stage.

This era I was born into, was that of dreams, hopes, and aspirations that many of Meranthe told me of. Their goals they wished to seek out, the cause they fought for, the love they wished to protect. All I had heard time and again, all I was glad to witness. Even now, I remember some of the wishes of those they imparted to me.
 
“I want to be the hero who saves the world.”

“I want to take the stage proper and shine brightly!”

“I want to make a change!”

“This suffering…. I want to be the one that defeats the Primordial.”

“I want my craft to truly shine.”

Many many more, ones I would have been happy to see such growth. For some, however, I merely saw the end of such dreams and wishes that never came true. Organizations built up gloriously, only to crumple down on themselves. Those who had once been so passionate had succumbed to stagnation, which left tales without a proper ending. But with those I have truly seen feats of greatness…
 
My Princess, when I first met you I still remember when you saw me as no more than your dog. A simple hound to point in a direction and do as ordered. But with time I know much has changed, and even in the end when you said my time as Guardian was over…I held no ill will, knowing that in the end, it was more obvious.

I was growing older, my steady blade had become shaky, and even with the power of Aether it still wasn’t enough. But know, there is much greatness I expect from you and I wish you all the happiness in the world. I’m…sorry I will not be able to witness your big moment in person, but I will be watching alongside my Lord now in Hel.
 
Ustrea….my sister….the one who had first taken me into Sheol, the one who had told me promises of a family, and of love. Such a promise rang true from when I first accepted it, and such a promise persisted until the end. You were the harshest on me, the one who always kept me honest when I wasn’t otherwise. We joked a lot and trained a lot, I was there to witness your steady progression to what you are now. I…know we had a rocky moment, but I am glad in the end we could make amends. Dance on in revelry, and blossom until the very end.
 
My love….the one closest to my heart, it is with great sadness to be apart from you. Some of my darkest moments you were there for me, the light that helped my day, my closest confidant. I am sorry to leave you with such heartache in this absence but know that we will meet again. For while our souls are to be damned to Hel, it is only I who will have your heart.
 
My son….my son I am sorry I will not get to see your growth like I had promised. To think, you had truly risen to greatness and even had shown me my granddaughter. It truly warmed my heart, to see you grow into your own, become what you wished to be, and create powerful tales of your own with those who came into contact with you. I hope to see the rest of your tale unfold, and what the future holds for you.
 
My kin….I have watched you grow, from but a cub to powerful warriors in your own right. Seeing your dreams and aspirations come to light with time always played the biggest part of my day to day. The way you eagerly told tales of your adventures, watching your eyes light up with excitement when it was time to take the stage. Every part of it was wonderful, and for me it was the greatest ambition in the end, seeing the growth of Sheol as a whole.

But my story has come to an end, as now I hang up the mask of the White Wolf for the last time.

The final act has come to an end, the curtains have drawn, and the lights go out.


I hope you enjoyed...the story that was the White Wolf

[For those who wish to put their words in response to it, you can in this thread.]

[GSM]

"And what a wonderful Story it has been, Mero."

The Imperfect's very first friend had joined it in the spaces of Death's domain.
Purgatory welcomed them both, yet only one would be embraced by it, the other prepared to slip between, and pass through the veil.
The White Wolf's story was one intertwined with the Demon of Knowledge's, reflected through their different walks of the Grand Guignol and the Deep Hold.
Two souls that sought wonderful stories, rising above the chaff so effortlessly, and falling in spectacular fashion.

The Era of Heroes, as Lyseroth so well put it, was the Era in which Na'Ria and Mero were raised.
It was only with their ambition- and the will of so many more- that they ushered the Era of Change.
Yet, even as the memories of the times when the child named Mero and the lesser named Na'Ria would loiter about in the Dragon's Maw danced between them...
They had not shared their mutual care for one another beyond their rising infancy.

In Death would they embrace.
For the first time, the Demon held another in its arms, cradling him like forlorn kindred.
Perhaps it would be the last.
Perhaps it simply lamented that it would not fade, and join him in the End.

Hel did not lament, but Na'Ria did.

"But all good things must come to an End.
I apologize, my friend.

Much we have done, but I pray your rest is as peaceful as it is deserved."

[Shelpies]

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"Memento mori -- remember death..."
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Locked and chained, kept away,
Within his grasp even his most loyal cannot stay...
Yet be that as it may,
What lingers within is a feeling of dismay.

Should the day come that the Five become Six,
The Sixth shall lament that his son has crossed the River Styx,
Yet with laughter and cheer shall his tale be eternalized,
For it was through his efforts were their dreams realized.

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[Bluebird]

when i first arrived in sheol, you were one of the few that immediately took me in.
many of the things i have been able to attain and reach has been purely because of your wisdom. your advice. your help.

you met your granddaughter,
but now you will never meet the rest of your grandchildren.

we are taught to not fear death,
to embrace it as willingly as we embrace and revel in life.

but i find myself not fearing it, nor hating it. instead--
i find myself despising the hands that took you from us.

she wants to follow in your footsteps. i will do everything in my power to ensure she does.
everything.

i want to make you proud as you watch over from your place beside lyseroth,
but i know all you will see

is someone who has tossed it all into the unforgiving abyss forever.
there will be no mercy from me anymore.

they've proven their worth of life.

when time comes to avenge you--

Finality will land the final blow.