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[h1][u]Elys Adair[/u][/h1][/center]
[i][color=gray]Oratorio, //A3 - Adventurer’s District[/color][/i]
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What was wrong with her? 

She backed down from a fight. A fight that would have strengthened her. Wasn't this the fate of those blessed with divinity? Didn't they walk the hard path of cutting out the competition? Couldn't there only be one? Surely, camaraderie was an impossible future. Not with the fate of the world hanging in the balance. The fate of who would rule it…

All these thoughts swirled In Elys’ mind as she walked. 

The life of her and those who shared her fate was meant to be lonely. Meant to be a test of skill, of wit. The long staircase to the top could only be graced by one person, after all.

Elys’ feet continued to move, sidestepping masses near on auto-pilot, her head feeling like it was about to burst. Before she knew it, Elys was nearing the wall of the Abyss.

This. This was the place where the crimson one said where his strength and light came from. The light she was primed to snatch away…

Perhaps a look to the Abyss was in order. If nothing, fighting a few monsters would clear her head. That's what she was, after all - a monster-slayer. 

She would decide what to do about these other divines in the city later.