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  1. #141
    What exactly... were these words he was hearing? There was something about not giving up... something he'd heard once before, and only once. They were wonderful, horrible, sad... sad words. They clearly had a negative impact on the young man, who trembled through what parts of his body he was capable of feeling. There was nothing he could do, though. He didn't have it in him to push further. He was very much content to remain there on the ground until he passed away, at this point.

    It seemed Seriri didn't agree. A cooling liquid made contact with the lad, and it felt more refreshing than anything he'd experienced in literal years. This sensation lasted for a few minutes, only feeling better as time passed. His fingers twitched at some point, and he realized... he could feel them differently. More importantly than that, his wrists could be moved. This strange woman had done something to repair his tendons? Impossible. And yet, it had been done... he could move again, if only slightly due to the lack of nourishment. What was her angle, though? Did she intend to see him tortured and maimed all over again? Probably. There wasn't any point to being happy about the sudden healing he received.

  2. #142
    Every reaction this unknown person had was like that of a kicked dog. All he did was whimper and tremble, it was as if he didn't know the meaning of happiness at all. He was obviously fearful, and at the very least she could see he had a reason to be. Tears still streamed down her face as he finally began moving a bit normally again, though he obviously didn't have anything to say about the repairs. Once they were finished she inched away from the lad giving him a reasonable bit of space. She had more to say and didn't know if he would listen. "I don't think you'll trust me very easily. But I am literally not even from this world... I have nothing against you," she said softly. "I want you to come with me... but I don't think you will if I just ask. If you stay here though, they're coming for you... the ones who keep hurting you," she mentioned finding it in herself to wipe the tears from her eyes finally. Still even looking at this boy was painful to her, she remained vigilant if only to make sure he could escape if he needed to. She didn't want anything else to befall this boy and if she had her way, nothing else would. She'd promised to help her people and this boy would be the first person she helped with her own hands. "Can you fight? Will you defend yourself?" she asked of the lad, wondering if he had any method of taking care of himself. She couldn't actually leave him behind, she wouldn't leave such a pitiful existence all alone in the world. Seriri had never seen someone who looked so small and broken. She didn't know how to react about him, but all she wanted in this moment was to protect him from those who harmed him, the people she'd left unchecked for too long.

  3. #143
    The male seemed to take interest in Seriri mentioning that she came from another world. Why this piqued his interest, he wouldn't say... or rather, he couldn't, even if he had the desire to. He certainly had no desire to go with this woman. He had no desire to do anything. If those Merfolk were coming for him, they could do so. Escaping them again would only result in further hell for the lad. Maybe they would actually finish him off this time. That would be lovely, and there was literally nothing worse left that could be done to him by anyone, now that he thought about it properly. Healed or not, he couldn't fight anymore. He once had reasons to fight back. Those reasons were gone. He'd even acquired more reasons to fight in more recent years... and those were gone as well, in ways that made his every dream even worse than his day-to-day life. Let them come, he thought...

    Lo, a group of a dozen or so Merfolk did eventually show themselves. They wielded pikes, whips, blades and bludgeons aplenty. They would see to it that this male lived his final day here and now, but that he would first suffer even more. The leader of this pack held no weapon in hand. Instead, the Merman carried with him a large slab of wood. This slab was not meant to be used offensively, no... at least not in the physical sense. Pinned to it it was the nude, decaying and stretched-out corpse of a once beautiful, brown-haired woman. She was... pregnant once. One could clearly tell this, due to the fact that her abdomen had been sliced and pinned open to bare her dissected womb, which itself bore a fetus just shy of its birth. Said fetus was kept in place by a dagger, driven all the way through to the wood behind the woman. It was the very same dagger that had been used to slay the pair originally, never removed from its first point of puncture. This man, carrying this vile deed as if it were a trophy, was the one to speak as the gang rounded the corner.

    "Diva~! We brought someone to see you again!" he said. Diva, as he'd been called, never looked up once. Tears ran down his face anew, however, as this was far from the first time he'd been approached in such a way.

  4. #144
    Seriri noted that her words didn't seem to have an effect on the man at all. He seemed incapable of speaking and beyond that unable to vocalize. There was too much going on for the Queen to understand the exact nature of this man's suffering, but she was about to get a full lesson. In fact the call for Diva was one which made the young Queen look up to see the approaching group. They came bearing weapons of various types and this much she expected. But the leader of this group bore something else entirely.

    A trophy. This was the only word that could describe something the man looked so proud to have in his possession, but it absolutely wasn't anything worth feeling pride in. There was an obvious pregnant woman, who looked as if she may have been beautiful once. But here she was nailed to a board, her womb exposed her unborn child butchered. This sort of evil, shouldn't exist in any world, much less should it be directed at one man and his family. There was literally nothing which he could have done which would have made this acceptable as a thing to do. Literally nothing. If Seriri had been sad or pitied him in the moments he'd been trying to run from her, she now felt nothing but burning fury on his behalf. On behalf of the unborn child, on behalf of the dead woman on behalf of all those who suffered to have things like this only to have someone take it away from them. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes but she didn't move at all. Not a single step was taken, "No excuses," she said quietly. So quietly that it barely left her quivering lips. "THERE IS NO SAVING ANY OF YOU!" her mind had snapped. She'd pledged herself to a Dragon to protect her people, and this was what they had to offer? There was no reason for this level of malevolence and she didn't want this sort of evil walking around the world. Kimi had been right to take the Lich King's Obelisk, if these kinds of creatures existed in her Kingdom, there was no telling the sort of people who would have relied on such power. This scum of Atlantis would be purged here and now...

    A surge of magical power left Seriri's body, all those carrying weapons within range of her, would be trapped by the tides of strong magical water, which effected even their blood streams and kept them from moving. Strangely, this was also used to forge a connection between Seriri and her supposed enemies. Each and every one of them would begin to shrivel slowly, all of the moisture leaving their bodies. She would pull every single ounce of fluid from their bodies until they decayed away into nothing but dust. The length of time this would take, would depend on the strength of the individual, but they would be insanely aware of what was happening the entire time. They would know no peace in their final moments. They would only know suffering. She couldn't give anything to the man crying at her side. She couldn't save his wife, or his child, she couldn't give him what he'd lost... but she could make sure no one who'd harmed him this day or any other, would be left alive to think of doing so again.

  5. #145
    These men had a plan, and that damned queen they happened to share a distaste for was not to be part of it. Sadly for them, here she was with the lad they tormented since discovering his existence. That wasn't good at all. This group was not fond of the matriarch, but they knew there was nothing they could do to overthrow her. It seemed they were about to learn, that this was even more the case than they could have ever imagined.

    Seriri may have been a healer by default, but they all soon learned of her potential even as such. With her sudden outburst, a dozen Mermen fell victim to the tide she commanded, immediately after being frozen in place by the swelling of her Mana. This could have been fine. They could have been detained, perhaps jailed for their transgressions...

    ... No. There would be none of that.

    Each and every one of them experienced an agony they couldn't possibly fathom. The sheer horrifying experience of these water-dependent creatures being gradually deprived of their primary source of life filled half of the major district with their screams as their skin almost looked to be rapidly aging, wrinkling from the deprivation of water in their bodies. This would not be mere pain, but something beyond any conceivable form of death. Of course, the last one standing was the de facto leader of the group... but only by a matter of seconds compared to the others. The man survived just long enough to look the enraged queen in the eye with disdain, before he himself scattered as particles to the atmosphere.

    In the aftermath of this, Diva still lay on the ground. He knew what had befallen his oppressors. Even without looking at them, he could almost feel as they did through their outcries. He knew, however, that the corpses they brought with them remained. He couldn't look up. He couldn't see that. Not again, not ever again.

  6. #146
    Seriri watched on, as all of these aquatic creatures were air drowned in the worst way possible. Desiccated beyond normal reasoning and returned to dust to particulate they'd blow away on the wind. She looked the leader of this group in the eye as he shot her a look that still managed to contain malevolence and disdain. And she accepted it, knowing that this was exactly the sort of thing she deserved for letting creatures like those thrive within her Kingdom. She'd been an accessory to their heinousness by proxy, it'd been right for the others to chide her for her inaction. She could barely tolerate herself in this very moment, even after dispatching those cretins. And after the last of them was gone, she looked onward at the dead wife and child of the man at her side, and she cried anew.

    There was absolutely nothing she could do to make this right, but this wasn't about her at all. The man on the ground known as Diva had suffered enough, he didn't need to look upon this horrid sight any longer. At first she wasn't sure what she could do for him, to help him in the case, she didn't want to ruin the bodies of his loved ones. What she had right now was the use of Mana Zone and penultimate control of water, and so she used that. Though she couldn't restore their lives, she could at least restore their bodies. The dagger fell to the ground as their still dead bodies repaired themselves with water, she moved them so that the mother's arms would be wrapped around the body of her child. She'd then go on to wrap them in the very cape she wore, they'd lived together, they'd died together... they could rest together. She removed every bit of water from that board and allowed it to crumble away leaving those two bodies dead, but unmarred. She cried real tears for this man at her side, and managed only a few trembling words. "I am truly sorry for what's befallen you. There isn't anything I can do for them now. We can lay them to rest properly, though..." she offered. The pair was floating just off the ground wrapped in a veil of water and her discarded cloak. She could do nothing but take responsibility for what had happened to this man while she was unaware. What happened in her Kingdom was her responsibility and though she could do nothing else for them, she could see that this man no longer had to suffer.

  7. #147
    Something was happening. The stranger who healed him was using her water on the corpses; he could tell this much through periphery alone. Did she have this much power? She'd already repaired him, so could it be possible that she had the ability to revive the family he almost had. For the first time in ages, a small glimmer of hope was in his eyes. He had to look up now.

    No such luck could grace him, sadly. This woman did, however, repair the mangled bodies of his former lover, as well as the child that never was. Diva stood then, another first in quite a while. He tentatively hobbled his way over to them, reaching out, but never making physical contact. Just about, though... Just about. He looked over the pair as they finally bore the peaceful state they deserved in death. As he continued to cry, he finally looked to the woman who aided him, noting that she shared his tears. Why, though? Whatever the case, an act such as this... it was worth appreciation, at least. He mustered as much of a weak excuse for a smile to this woman as he could, yet he still said nothing. He... couldn't. Among other things that had been done to him, Diva did not have a tongue. That part of him had been cut away long ago...

  8. #148
    The Queen of Atlantis watched as this man finally stood and hobbled towards his fallen loved ones. She watched as he seemed to make some kind of peace with this situation as best she could make it for him. And she continued to cry though she tried really hard to clean her own face up, in light of the fact that he tried at least to offer her some sort of gratitude. "No, it's okay. I understand you don't have to smile for me. Honestly, I haven't cried like this in a long time. I just didn't expect for it to be this bad..." she murmured. "But are you going to be alright... physically I mean. I can help with a lot of those thi..." she gave pause mid sentence as she'd approached with a single bead of water to scan the lad's body in a bit more detail, and in this moment she found that he rather shockingly didn't have a tongue at all. It'd been cut out. Her eyes widened in absolute shock and a single tear rolled down her face before she rather quickly wiped it away. "They did so many horrible things to you. I'm sorry. I'm really really sorry," she muttered.

    This man had been maimed there was no telling what else was wrong with him, bruises, and contusions covered his body as well as her magic traveled down his body she aimed to fix everything she could that she came across but there were several things she couldn't really fix. Some even more important. Over the course of the rest of his healing, several more tears trickled down the Queen's face. The dead at least got to rest, but this man had to live with everything done to him. She couldn't blame him if he didn't trust anyone. She couldn't blame him if he wanted everyone to die for what happened to him. She couldn't blame him, if he wanted to watch this entire Kingdom sink into obscurity forever. She loved Mermaids and the water and even she was feeling a deep seated loathing for this place currently. "Please, I don't want anything else to happen to you. I just... want to keep you safe. Come with me and allow me to help you." the girl pleaded her body bowed as more tears fell from her eyes. She couldn't help it. She'd never felt so legitimately upset about anything in life, and there were several people she felt things for in her former life but even those situations felt smaller than the suffering this man experienced.

  9. #149
    It wasn't that he felt as if he needed to smile; he simply lacked the ability to verbalize his gratitude. In the midst of an attempted inquiry toward him, the queen came to this realization herself. During her expression of sorrow, Diva shook his head. None had ever emoted to him in such a way, so he did appreciate the gesture, though there was no need for it. Seriri's simple act of restoring his family's bodies to a suitable form was more than he could have ever asked for. As such, he met her bow by meekly extending his right hand, as if he intended to lift her from said bow with it.

    Then, there was the offer she gave for the second time. Diva looked to the corpses once more after hearing this. The least he could do in return for a gesture that meant so much to him, was to accept her offer. He did, in the end. He couldn't say so, but he did look toward Seriri as if waiting for her next move.

  10. #150
    There were several things happening in this day that Seriri didn't expect, and this lad's hand before her face when she bowed to ask him to come along with her wasn't on the list. She looked up in the moment and saw the look on his face. Though he didn't speak, she understood that he seemed to be alright with the idea of going along with her at least in the moment. She sighed wiping tears from her eyes. "Alright there is one more thing then," she said holding her hands together in a triangle before herself and then inverting her fingers. "The tides rise and bring life. They ebb and reclaim it. We return to the waves as water and rise to the skies to watch over our loved ones," she said softly. She offered a prayer of the Atlanteans proper one she'd learned before coming here. As she said it, it seemed a strange magic rising the bodies of the man's fallen loved ones and returning them to water droplets which spread up higher and higher slipping through the barrier and returning them to the sea. Such a ritual was believed to return their souls to their ether and proper afterlife. The Atlanteans used to believe heavily that the sea housed their ancestors and protected them. Of course, it seemed such things were thought of as fairy tales now. "Guardians protect us." she finished up this and one last tear fell from her eye before she looked to the man. "Come along, Diva... let's get you somewhere safe," she offered intended to take a moderate pace with this man back towards the palace. She'd done part of what Miki asked, she knew that the lass would understand upon seeing this young man, the necessity of her early return.

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