Undo the Theophany (Closed to Hornet)
Jun. 7th, 2019 12:48 am[End? Can that idea be registered in a vessel like them? After giving so much all this time, all their efforts, a struggle that felt could go on for all time, could a fight like this be over?
The vessel had prepared for the possibility of giving up everything. The King had given them the tools to fight the Radiance, to prepare for an endless fight and die over and over and over again.
But at the middle of their ceaseless struggle, writhing in the throes of the Radiance’s fight for dominance, another vessel had come. Together, or mostly the vessel and the semi-vessel had found the means to something the Hollow Knight had never considered: defeating the Radiance once and for all.
And now...where did the Knight go? Where had they gone? Between the one instance and the next, they found themselves on a bench, a relic of memory from long ago.
Lost, they reared, ready to defend….in spirit. In the end, the action only resulted in sagging forward, the weight of their nail holding them down.
What now? What does one do when they had only the task of containment, the long job of suffering and enduring for the kingdom, only to end up here on a bench?
Those were questions Hollow Knight couldn’t answer. They didn’t have the chance to even have the capacity to approach it outside of their protector role. Perhaps for now...they could stop.
Everything had gone on for so long. Perhaps for once...they could not continue their assigned task. And just rest on this bench. For once.]
The vessel had prepared for the possibility of giving up everything. The King had given them the tools to fight the Radiance, to prepare for an endless fight and die over and over and over again.
But at the middle of their ceaseless struggle, writhing in the throes of the Radiance’s fight for dominance, another vessel had come. Together, or mostly the vessel and the semi-vessel had found the means to something the Hollow Knight had never considered: defeating the Radiance once and for all.
And now...where did the Knight go? Where had they gone? Between the one instance and the next, they found themselves on a bench, a relic of memory from long ago.
Lost, they reared, ready to defend….in spirit. In the end, the action only resulted in sagging forward, the weight of their nail holding them down.
What now? What does one do when they had only the task of containment, the long job of suffering and enduring for the kingdom, only to end up here on a bench?
Those were questions Hollow Knight couldn’t answer. They didn’t have the chance to even have the capacity to approach it outside of their protector role. Perhaps for now...they could stop.
Everything had gone on for so long. Perhaps for once...they could not continue their assigned task. And just rest on this bench. For once.]