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Varshanka
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The Rider vs The Rider
Destroy the coin. Destroy the demon within. Send them both back to Hell where they belong.
Two thousand years the Pair known as The Rider had fought the Adversary. Had it been worth it fighting a lost fight? This.. thing before them spoke of forgiveness, but as a Fallen one, Xarathos could not be forgiven. The Light only dealt in absolutes when it came to those that had stood in it’s Presence.
Light or Dark. Good vs Evil. Celestial vs Diabolical. Followers vs Fallen. Heaven vs Hell.
It had been created to Follow. Cast out for a sin not committed. Now was a chance at redemption. Destroy this.. thing. This abomination. Destroy the coin. Destroy the demon within.
White pain flashed across the Rider fiery flesh. Streaks of silver white pain. Marks much like a scourge would make upon mortal flesh. And the closer The Coin and Xarathos became, the longer, the deeper, the wider, the more pronounced those marks became.
A roar of Pain/Rage ripped from it’s throat with a blast of hellfire as it brought those infernal chains to bear on it’s challenger.
Destroy the coin. Destroy the demon within. Send them both back to Hell where they belong.
Two thousand years the Pair known as The Rider had fought the Adversary. Had it been worth it fighting a lost fight? This.. thing before them spoke of forgiveness, but as a Fallen one, Xarathos could not be forgiven. The Light only dealt in absolutes when it came to those that had stood in it’s Presence.
Light or Dark. Good vs Evil. Celestial vs Diabolical. Followers vs Fallen. Heaven vs Hell.
It had been created to Follow. Cast out for a sin not committed. Now was a chance at redemption. Destroy this.. thing. This abomination. Destroy the coin. Destroy the demon within.
White pain flashed across the Rider fiery flesh. Streaks of silver white pain. Marks much like a scourge would make upon mortal flesh. And the closer The Coin and Xarathos became, the longer, the deeper, the wider, the more pronounced those marks became.
"Be strong," she reminded herself, an invocation of Scripture, and it was as much a prayer as it was a pep talk.
A roar of Pain/Rage ripped from it’s throat with a blast of hellfire as it brought those infernal chains to bear on it’s challenger.