Reignite: Down Fall.

Luna got up and began pacing, deep in the thought of the woman’s panicked words. She looked in Cillen’s direction, who seemed to be wearing a blank expression underneath the his help and hood.

“That woman kept mentioning something about a Sentiment.” Cillen spoke calmly, “I’ve heard the term mentioned before in the historical records and my sister mentioned it once or twice, but she would never elaborate on what a Sentiment was…”

Luna paused for a moment, wondering how to explain.

“A Sentiment is a being of unimaginable power, each embody a remnant of a living being created to protect a specific part of the Omniverse from these creatures.” She explained, “Before you even say anything about this ‘Memories Sentiment’ that woman mentioned I have no clue of who the identity of that Sentiment is. All I know about these Sentiments is that they don’t age, are powerful enough to keep beings like myself and creatures like the Memoria in check, and trying to freeze them in time doesn’t even affect them.”

Cillen looked onwards, thinking about his sister and the research she was involved in. He got up and began to walk down the corridor on the opposite end of the room.

“I’m going to check out where this containment cell is, I don’t know what they were trying to accomplish here but I intend to find out.” Cillen looked back at Luna, “I would advise watch yourself in here, because we’re being watched by that…thing from the recording.”

Cillen and Luna made their way carefully down twisting hallways; Cillen noted the wrecked walls, clearly torn into pieces as if it were nothing but paper and whatever was left of the research and security staff.

“Tch…they look like they were drained and eaten from the inside out.” He commented, “These poor fools…didn’t deserve this….” Cillen felt a brief remorse wash over him, but it quickly faded as he focused again at the task at hand.

Peering around a corner Cillen scanned the dark room a head, carefully making his way into a thick miasma that seemed to fill the room. A low pained growl could be heard; Luna and Cillen raised their weapons at the source of the sound.

Trapped behind a wall of rubble lay a Memoria chained down, crucified and critically injured as it was missing the lower half of its body.

“...Well I was beginning to wonder when you would show your nerve monster!” The creature spoke, eyes narrowed. “Picking us off one by one as if we are some sort of animal you hunt for sport!” Luna seemed surprised at the level of intelligence of the injured creature, Cillen however was less so.

“I was beginning to wonder where you disappeared to.” Cillen said coldly, “The last time I saw you was a month ago.” The Memoria snarled, hissed and shrieked in response. It’s eyes never left Cillen for a second.

“Don’t talk to me as if you’re my equal, a monster in the making that’s what you are!” It retorted, “You have the same look as that woman they brought here…those fools and their so called ‘Sentiment’.”

“A Sentiment here?” Luna wondered.

“Bah, those fools unleashed a monster inside that woman. By now it should have evolved into something as dangerous as an alpha.” The Memoria paused for a brief moment, before letting out a twisted cackle, “The Memoires Sentiment is coming indeed…”

“I’m only going to ask once….” Cillen warned as he aimed his rifle at the creatures head, “Who is that woman that creature used to be?”

“Is that any way to talk to your own mother Raines?” The Memoria mocked, the response from Cillen was nothing but silence and the sound of the rifles trigger being cocked. The Memoria shook its head, “I see, you’ve killed two of the others…” The Memoria said in an almost sad tone of voice, “and with each one…the woman was right, the Memoires Sentiment is coming…”

“Answer my question….Who was she!?” Cillen roared in anger.

“Why don’t you check the cell behind you…?” The Memoria answered, Cillen said nothing as he walked to the cell behind them.

The remnants of the cell was a wreck; a clear testament of the creatures strength and madness. The gashes and blood spatter was abundant across the walls and floor, with remnants of clothing here and there.

“Giving what I am, even a Memoria like myself wouldn’t wish that on anyone.” The Memoria spoke up.

“…Shut up!” Cillen whispered quietly, his tone ice cold.

“Cillen please calm down.“ Luna pleaded, “Getting angry won’t solve anything.”

“….I-I know,” Cillen replied.

Something caught the attention of Luna, shimmering in the dim light of room was a small locket. It was heart shaped or rather it seemed to be half of one as if it was made fit another piece.

“Do you recognise this Cillen?” Luna asked as she turned to see Cillen’s horrified face. His hands were shaking as he reached out to take the locket.

“….S-Serena…” Cillen choked out.

In a brief moment everything was frozen in place as it was engulfed in a bright flash of light. Cillen looked around him and examined his surroundings; there was nothing but endless white with occasional black water like droplets rising from the ground.

“So…My heir has finally come…” A tomboyish voice called out,

Cillen looked for the source of the voice, only to again find nothing around him. He could feel a unearthly presence around him but he couldn’t tell where.

“W-who’s there?” Cillen panicked, “Where am I?”

“…” In a flash of light, a small winged horse like figure clad in armour that stood around halve of Cillen’s height. “We stand in a Lane of Memory, Element of Betrayal. I am the Sentiment of Loyalty or rather what is left of her.”

“…?” Cillen said nothing as the Sentiment in front of him continued her speech.

“The very fact you stand here before me…means you are the very last of your kind and are true owner of the Betrayal. I must say that weapon has been waiting for you for a very long time, but I digress it would also mean the Memoria are plaguing your world as well.” The Sentiment spoke.

“Hold on if you’re a Sentiment, why didn’t you stop the Memoria!?” Cillen shouted angrily. Cillen was sent flying back by a hurricane wind.

“Don’t you dare take that tone with me, Betrayer!” The Armoured Pegasus roared back. Cillen just readied his weapon in response, his mask removed and hood up covering his features in its shadow. The Sentiment took flight, “Bring it on Betrayer! This will be your trial! Take up your mantle and show me your power as the Memories Sentiment!”

They both dashed forward, Cillen swung the Betrayal down upon, cutting against the tough armour of the Mare. The Sentiment knocked back Cillen’s blow as if it was nothing, kicking him in the chest launching him into the air. As the Sentiment of Loyalty began a follow up attack, Cillen aimed his rifle square into the armoured chest of the Mare, pulling the trigger and sending the Sentiment back into the ground.

“Look at you?” The Sentiment mocked, “Do you really think you’d have a real chance against me? Nothing can keep up with my speed!”

“Betrayal! Liberation Mode!” The Betrayal unfurled itself and began to wrap itself around Cillen’s arms and legs becoming a pair of gauntlets and greaves, “We’ll see about that once I beat the answers out of you!”

The two charged at each other once again, clashing into each other as Cillen’s fist came into contact with the Sentiment’s helm at inhumane speeds, cracking it from the force of the blow. A Loud thunk echoed as the Sentiment countered with a punch of her own, knocking Cillen back a few metres.

The Sentiment took to the skies in sound breaking speeds, releasing a multi coloured shockwave as she broke the sounds barrier. The sheer raw force blow Cillen into the air as the Mare intended to bring the very sky upon him, tackling him at speeds that exceeded Mach Ten they both crashed into the ground.

“W-What I…I missed?” The Sentiment gasped, before being sent flying by Cillen. The Sentiment caught a glimpse of once blue eyes that now shone a brilliant gold.

“Tell me did you forget where you were aiming?” Cillen asked, “Or rather did you forget what you called me? What was it now…ah that’s right, you called me the Memories Sentiment.”

“I see…” The Mare answered back, “Liberation has already begun…each sentiment has absolute control of one particular thing, in my case it’s what I did best in life but you…have absolute control of memory in any shape or form.”

“…” Cillen said nothing and remained silent.

“But heed this Memories Sentiment, this power comes at price and it is one you can’t avoid paying.” Everything vanished in a flash of light leaving Cillen back in the room with Luna and the Memoria.