Renovare of Hope

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Sounds of battle echoed throughout the Void. Friend versus Foe. Light versus Dark. Good versus Evil. Madness versus Desire. At the center of the fight, a lone woman stood her ground against 4 other Void-Dwellers. The Merchant, The Tyrant, The Ripper, The Reaper. The Merchant bore a battleaxe of gold. Tyrant, a ruby encrusted sword, Ripper had claws attached to his hands, and Reaper a large scythe. These four powers rushed at the woman in the center who switched between a trident and two swords.

"Musician," sang Merchant, "Its hopeless, just give up. Your little friends are losing."

Musician looked up and saw hundreds of Displaced on the ground, many from her side. She looked downwards and a tear fell from her cheek.

"Awe, sad are we? Ready to give up?" taunted the Merchant. The three others grinned at each other before a laugh echoed through the area, stopping all combat.

The laugh echoed. A laugh that only a mad person could laugh. One that makes you shudder in fear.

It echoed again.

And again.

And again.

"Give up? Me? As if. I've got another plan. This may be my last day alive, but I'll be damned if it isn't yours as well," she looked up and grinned. The Merchant's blood ran cold. Without warning she lunged forward and her trident went straight through the Merchant. He looked down.

"Impossible," he said.

"Impossible? Impossible? Ha. Let me tell you something. You can tell me to be honest, strong, smart, or quick but one thing that should never be said to me, is 'That's impossible,' because I'll be damned if I don't prove you wrong," she said, glaring upwards. The Merchant began to fall and a strange clearness overcame him. His vision, clouded by his Desires, now saw what he had done. In that moment, he spoke.

"I have seen my errors, my darkness, my evils, and I know that I have done wrong. I now bequeath my powers to the only person who could control them properly. The Musician," Merchant disappeared and an arc of light raced upwards.

Musician fell down. Smiling she coughed up blood. "Now THAT was fun," and she fell. Her form disappeared and a ball of light appeared. The arc connected with it and music filled it all. Music raced through the soul of all beings, touching their souls bringing the very thing they had always needed.

Hope.

To be continued...