Shards of Felwyn

Recursive Application

"I can offer you more." The dragon uttered, emerging from the wall of souls, which grasped at its form as its back legs and body formed, a long tail curling around the floor. "I should be capable of bringing you with me." Cosmo's face alighted with shock.

"This is no cruel jest, correct?" Cosmo stood, unable to believe his ears. The dragon nodded slowly, before gesturing for him to come closer. In a mement of anxious trust, he began to cross the room, the incredibly vast figure of the white dragon becoming larger and larger. Within moments, Cosmo stood below its maw.

"I appreciate the company. You are the first in an eternity to provide myself with a worthwhile discussion." Its jaws opened to reveal a swirling blue vortex of souls, which descended upon Cosmo's vision, turning it stark white. All around him, now, he could hear the dragon's voice. "I pray, at the very least, that by helping you, I have served my duty to Felwyn once more. For you, Cosmo, I will not let up until Cynderad has been slain."

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It felt like an eternity within the white sea of souls, the faces of people stretching out towards him unnaturally, begging for an unspoken desire. Weeks could have passed while the disturbing feeling of falling at a rapid rate consumed Cosmo's senses. Combined with the rustling of wind in his ears and the eminence of power from below, whatever reality he now fell through was torturous. A crushing wall of vertigo collided with Cosmo fiercely as the souls disappeared without a hint of their existence, replaced by a cavernous dome of basalt that semed to extend into eternity.

While the ground was irregularly flat, the ceiling above contained a plethora of stalactites, jutting from above the teeth of some unthinkable horror. A deep pulsing echoed in his mind, an endless font of power, which stood right in front of him. Its appearance, despite its true purpose, was simple, a circular bowl bordered by four pedastals and a geyser of water in the center, no larger than any other fountain Cosmo had seen. Across from it, emerging from the hazy shadows, stood the monstrous form of Cynderad, the four Divine Prisms clutched in his hands and a look that held every ounce of malice he felt for Cosmo etched directly in the surface of his face.

His mutated appearance had only gorwn worse since Cosmo and he had seen each other last.Galdernad's face had been completely split into two parts, two rows of uneven teeth protruding to form a mouth. The remainder of his mody had grown more cracked and bloody, and his skin had shifted a deep crimson. What caused Cosmo the most fear, however, was the growth in his physical appearance, as he stood nearly four feet taller, with a bloated, fleshy body, which had scaled in proportion to his height. His steel claymore gleamed in his right hand as he dragged it across the ground.

"You should be dead." It growled, inching closer towards the fountain.

"You should've made sure I was." Cosmo barked backwards, clutching Dragon's Focus and summoning it with fury. The disorientation of however the Conclave had transported him had finally worn off.

"It matters not." It selected the blue Divine Prism, aiming for one of the displays orbiting the fountain.. "The Prisms will be unified. You will not stop me." The Prim clinked in the metal dish atop the pedestal, gleaming an iridescent blue.

"Whether or not my defeat will be swift, I think both of us know that I can't let you do this." Cosmo spoke strongly, glowering across the fountain as Cynderad moved to the next pillar, the white Prism outstretched in its monstrous hand.

"Then live fast, boy. I will not give you as painless a death this time." It cackled, dropping the Prism into the metal dish, a small white aura illuminating the surrounding floor. Even still, Cosmo hesitated, not out of fear, but out of intention, watching as Cynderad grew closer to the next pillar, the red Prism already in his hand. I have to wait. He thought as he silently watched Cynderad place the Prism in the dish. Until the very last second, just in case.