In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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Delicately she took the vial from his hands, eyes watching him curiously as he spoke his words. When he finished a small smirk graced Larxene’s lips, more playful than mocking. Men. How they amused her so.
“You know, I wonder if that boy knocked me in the head, because I could have sworn I heard some sort of an apology,” she said, letting out a light laugh. “Could it be that you’re learning some humility? Need I fear for the universe’s end now?”
With her teeth she pulled out the vials cork and spat it aside, downing the green fluid in a few gulps. The taste of it made her cringe and its viscosity felt weird as it went down, but the effects were near instantaneous. Already she could feel a tingling go through her body, the salve’s healing affects spreading, the pain in her kneel subsiding. She tried moving it. It still twinge a bit, but it was on its road to recovery.
Setting the empty vial down, and turned her gave back to the Assassin, her expression no longer playful but serious.
“I suppose I should give you my… forgiveness,” the word felt horribly strange on her lips, “and you may rest assured, you will always have an ally in me… But let’s get to the point, shall we? My loyalty to you is but one of the reasons you came trouncing out of you room. The other reason is – oh, I’m only guessing – well, you desire information. What the Xemnas has us doing, why we’re doing it, what further he has planned. You want to know, to get the edge in the light. Because flowers don’t grow so well in the dark, now do they?” That cunning grin graced her lips once again. “Well then, ask away. And I will do my best to shine the light in your direction.”