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As Inanna listened, she couldn't help but consider:
So easily manipulated before it had been stripped away, all she'd needed was Casus Belli; and the means to prise Hakai from the corpse of her friend.
Had Asha'rah's connection to the work of her hands, ever been there, truly?
No matter in the end. Inanna reasoned.
Remnant claimed it so.
Yet more slipped from this bellowing coalesenece of grief, and rage however. Mentions of 'Night' and its ritual binding. Of a ritual to bridge the gap- fling wide the gates- and usher forth a new beginning from the ashes of stagnation.
Asha'rah's dream, perverted? Or merely realized free from false pretense...
"Remnant. Night."
Inanna tested the names, committed them to memory... then sighed. Carrying with it the weight, and weariness of an inescapable truth.
"You know..." Inanna began, "I'd thought that after the death of my former, twisted self... that I'd be free of this burden." She'd accepted it back then, when she'd not known better. A mantle that was thrust upon her by the caretakers of this Universe.
Had they known of this Remnant, then?
"In one form or another, I suppose I shall never be, and even now... unfettered. I am loathe to reneg. Damn." The woman shrugged, and with another world-weary sigh met Remnant's gaze, defiant.
"I am your successor, Indar'en." Asha'rah. Remnant. It is not for you to reshape this Universe. That time, your claim? Has long since passed."
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
Arx Inosaan
"Hmm. Nice steal," Lantro begrudgingly admitted, as he was caught unaware by the reptiles tail.amd launched across the Lookout, towards another confrontation taking place. The invader that had been spoken of in his mind by that voice. An Icer by the looks of it.
"Ugh..." Lantro groaned, sitting up quickly. "Alright. Halftime already?"
Lantro heard only a smidgen of the conversation occurring with the Arcosian amd that was enough. He raised one hand to the air and another twards the ground...
It stills, form flickering.
“A....successor? Hmm......”
It gazes at her.
“A new day will dawn, my time come round at last. Only Night, my servant Korrimaru, and you even know about my true existence, the heavenly host remaining thinking me little more than a demon. And I don’t plan on letting you go to tell them........”
Cold tendrils begin to wrap around her body.
“Time to join me, successor.”
It shifts to Asha’rah’s form.
“It will be painless, we promise.”
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Inanna grunted, when the tendrils found purchase. Though in truth, she was hardly surprised. In life, Asha'rah had thirsted after her with a single-mindedness that was... impressive. It made sense her echo would long to be 'one'.
"Why can these conversations never go smoothly," Inanna lamented, before her power flared. It was a mental landscape, sure; but the one thing Inanna had learned relatively quickly is that the mindscape was the same as any battlefield. The only difference was that it was one's essence- or soul if one cared to call it such- that took the damage, over the physical self.
Though really. She would lose this if it lasted longer than a second; and while she was immune to the loss of self that Remant wished to bestow... she was not strong enough to keep from being trapped here.
She needed to break away.
"Remnant. Vestige. Lingering Stagnation..." Inanna waxed tauntingly. "The years have been long, and I'm not some mewling pup."
Since her return, Inanna had been careful. Limiting her output of energy at any given time to prevent catastrophe... but for once she was free- thanks to the environs, and her opponent- to offer a glimpse.
"I am Inanna, and you will remember this meeting, Antecedent."
(A Destroyer is) Grossly Incandescent.
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
Arx Inosaan
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A flare of its eyes is the only response before the being is blown backwards.
The chill increases, then flees and Inanna in the real world is thrown backwards, waking from the conjoined mindscape.
The Amulet disappears and reappears around Korrimaru’s neck. He eyes Inanna.
“Aggressive negotiations then?”
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After the connection was severed, and Inanna found herself sprawled on the Lookout's a good few meters from where she'd been standing... the woman stood, and brushed herself off before looking at Koorimaru.
"Negotiations? No, none of those. It tried to subsume me. I refused."
Not much else to add, really. Koorimaru knew who it was... what it was. Would be its host, clearly, should everything go as intended. Which was certainly a thing.
"Not what I expected, in there. Not... who; but I got the information I needed." Inanna stated, calmy. "And... Ritual or not? This ends the same way."
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
Arx Inosaan
Ah yes, Pinach was here. What the boy knew, Inanna wasn't sure but there was little risk in sharing who it was... or at least no more risk than was already present.
"Demon? No. The first Saiyan, and the former God of Destruction for this Universe. Indar'en." Inanna stated, simply. "Or what was left of him, anyway." Before the boy could ask, or say anything dumb however the woman also added.
"No, we're not setting him free. Unless dying is your plan. In which case, go for it."
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
Arx Inosaan
Dash then looked at Koorimaru, and the amulet he wore, then back at Inanna, "Isn't that gonna be hard to do as long as that Amulet is controlling Koorimaru? Or anyone for that matter." her body language suggested that she understood the danger, "Ah don't suppose we could just destroy it." Knowing full well that Koorimaru could hear her, not that it mattered.
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"No, it's not." He had no idea who Indar'en was, but he was the very first Saiyan. He hadn't given much thought into their history dating that far back. In fact, the history books don't state who the first Saiyan was, only speaking about them as a group. They weren't particularly impressive, at least compared to the race in modern days.
Part of him wanted to release this Indar'en, but from the way Inanna was speaking about him, Pinach could surmise that he was nothing but bad news.
"Well, that settles it." He turned to Koorimaru and frowned. "Sorry. Your quest has hit a snag. You can go home or die. I suppose those are your only two options."
Korrimaru nods and raises his hand, then a pulse of cold amber light fills his eyes. His body stills, and his head turns and looks Inanna up and down.
“Until next time we meet, successor.”
Korrimaru suddenly vanishes into a void lens and disappears.
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Inanna nodded, and watched Remnant- and his herald- disappear. Only after they left, did she let the facade fall away; and with a barely perceptible shuddshe turned towards the youngsters.
Though it wasn't missed, how Koorimaru referred to her. Something only Remnant should have known...
"He'll be licking his wounds," Inanna said slowly. "I'm stronger than you can sense... and stronger perhaps, than he expected." She offered, knowing full well that meant little. "I caught him with his pants down, so to speak... and did some damage, however slight. Which is the only reason I suspect, we weren't killed. Because there's no reason he couldn't have."
A wounded ego, perhaps. The realization that his 100,000 year stagnation had done no favors... Nothing more, surely.
"Suffice to say, you all need to train."
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
Arx Inosaan