[Kaguya]

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This is for the battleground comp if you don't like gore don't read past this post.

The area was just how she had remembered it, even now at the moment of balance when light and dark where at the pinnacle of their power, when one couldn't best the other. Her blood ruby orbs looking over the now silent battlegrounds that once held the the exquisite sounds of battle, where the gleam of steel and showers of magic would light the area be it day or night. She stopped dead in her tracks as a artic breeze flew past her like an attack of an unseen being “You haven't been guided, so have not found piece” she whisper her orbs glowing as she listened and heard the battle of the Taskal war as if it was still going on, the ones who died having to replay their deaths over and over again.

“We are equally damned, in the purity twilight brings...” she whisper her hand going to her head as she tried to silence the sounds “You will find peace eventually, it could have be worse...” her voice showing sadness, but held a hint of envy at their deaths “...you could end up like myself or Asura” with that the sounds she heard fell silent "So this is where I shall create another grave...” she continued walking through the old battlefield, somehow she found herself feeling a morbid happiness that it was here that she was to meet her opponent and not somewhere that had never been watered by blood. Her eyes opened once more as felt something land on her right foot, looking down she seen a butterfly with black wings “Well isn't that a bad omen” she whispered to herself but watched the butterfly flutter off and now noticed flowers of white, pale blue, violet and blood red flowers and found herself wondering if there was one for each fallen soul.

Letting out a sigh she shook her head slightly her snow white hair drifting around her lithe form like falling snow “When will it come to an end?” she ask her eyes going to the skies as if asking some higher power but quickly looked down like a scolded child, moving to a tree quickly “It better not make me wait, I have better places to be... wither it be in this life or through death" her voice cold as she say as be began to lean against a tree. After a while her patience got tried and she moved her hand into her pocket and brought a bell out on a white silk cord and tied it to the tree “At least I can go and return when it turns up, the bell will chime” she say moving through the shadows to be elsewhere