His chest was also puffing rapidly and the heart wouldn’t keep thumping loudly to the point of deafening his ears. Nyx Pieta blurted out and almost immediately, he caught his voice rough and hoarse with shattered sounds scratching on the torn-up throat. Much like the darkened sky above, it seemed like they had been watching over him all this time. The poor martyr startled awake, only to meet with a pair of heterochromia eyes staring down at him. So every time he did, it was no different from a blessing to Nyx Pieta. Mad Paradox rarely called the martyr’s name. It was as if all those years of wandering in the cold universe had been just a mere nightmare that had dissolved into nothingness as the moon arrived in bright light and a companion’s reassurance.Īctually, Mad Paradox wasn’t the only one who found a place to rest his devastated soul. The time traveller let himself dwell in the chaste scent of purity that was lingering between strands of the other’s silver hair, the feelings of tranquillity engulfing his senses akin to silent waves sweeping away all the sorrows.Īnd for the first time, the darkness clouding his mind was gone, Mad Paradox heard the noises glitching in his head quiet down before completely gone. Surprisingly, Mad Paradox didn’t feel the urge to protest. He said flatly, a simple sentence yet managed to send a wide grin to the other’s lips.īeaming in pure joy, Nyx Pieta pulled him closer to press his head on the slim shoulder, arms spreading wide to embrace his childish form. The only thing he knew was that his decision to accept the martyr wasn’t a mistake, and that face alone was more than enough to bring him back to that good time - when his body was made of bones and flesh and he hadn’t lost everything.īefore he could realize it, the time traveller found himself next to Nyx Pieta, under the shades of what looked like an ancient tree in this foreign forest. How was Nyx Pieta able to do this to him? To comfort and to see through his anguish that even himself hadn’t been aware of? - Mad Paradox could only wonder, yet he didn’t want to pursue either. His eyes were so deep and true that Mad Paradox couldn’t bring himself to let it darken, to utter what was supposed to be an undeniable truth he had been teaching himself for longer than he could memorize. Nyx Pieta inquired firmly, his gaze pierced through Mad Paradox. The time traveller turned to look at his companion, only to be drowned in an ocean of worries and pure care overflowing over the moon-studded eyes. Then, he heard the other affirm, a gentle voice yet leaving no place to hide. Mad Paradox scoffed, turning away to break the other’s observant gaze. “You don’t feel tired?” The martyr asked, clear eyes widening in surprise. “Oh?” Nyx Pieta let out a small sound as realization hit him. Mad Paradox stared at the moving hand in bewilderment for a few seconds before frowning as he stated. Some regions are more strict about this than others.The martyr smiled and waved at him.
It can be played with either a keyboard or controller.Įlsword is region locked, so you will have to play in your region.
Hacking, RMT, and any illicit activity is not allowed.No scamming or direct links to phishing sites.Fan art must contain a link to the source or artist in the comments.
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