Iteral was picking up her tools when she saw the vision of light.
She was a little surprised, even with the face obscured, she could
tell when someone glared at her. Using a different chronograph, an
hourglass and turning it, she was able to uphold the vision for
longer. Unsure... she asked. "Hello?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
She bowed in response to Iteral's greeting, long dress shifting
with her movements. The material was sheer and silky, and reached
the floor. Many gold chains and jewels adorned her body and the
five pairs of wings on her back. When she spoke, it sounded like
calm, clear water. "You... You are not of this world."
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Iteral just... moves her hand around a little awkwardly, looking a
bit embarrassed at that statement. Her own appearance was
contrasting that newcomer completely. Wearing her clockmaker's essentials, but dusted and a
little stained by lubricant, her face a little pale and also
somewhat stained and messy hair. "... it's complicated. I don't
know much myself." She looks away, not wanting to mention that she
was outclassed by herself. "... how are you... able to see me? Are
you a third me?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"I am not you. I am what my people like to call the land itself.
The Saint Deity who created all things on this piece of earth." She
clasped her hands together lowly. "I remember you, Iteral. You've
managed to surprise me yet again by meeting me like this."
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
"You're the Saint? I... remember her being dragged off in chains by
that bedsheet Legion and his armada of pets." Iteral's ears kind of
twitched when she mentioned her, her head slightly turning. "Wait.
You remember me... and know me? F-Fondly? Wait. You don't mean that
other one right... trenchcoat and all?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"I mean you. Though, I know it isn't the real you." She extended
one arm to Iteral. Her voice, her aura, her presence- it was all
very familiar, yet not. That's how she was. "Come closer."
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Iteral looks a little weirded out by the request. "Okay... I think
I'll trust you. Please don't abuse it." She sighs and extends her
hand as well, her other hand holding the hourglass in hand just in
case.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
She took Iteral's hand. It wasn't completely corporeal, but the
ghostly feeling and force behind it was there, pulling Iteral
closed to her so she could examine her better. "You've grown and
changed. I can see it in you. But... Your memories. They've been
wiped from our time together. You don't remember me at all."
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
"I am not sure how I am supposed to... wait. If I am not from this
world, how do you remember me?" Iteral's hand felt cold, though
that was just because of the vast amount of gears and copper pieces
she touched while fixing her clocks. "I, eh... why do you feel
so... familiar? Like I held this hand before?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"You have. Well.... Not you. But the original you. See... You're a
copy, my dear." Despite what she was saying, she kept a smile on
her face. "Iteral was part of my court. She was a soldier who
worked hard to protect me... But... One day, a large battle broke
out between us and our enemy. She sent out many copies to help
fight. I was already down, but not dead. She risked her life to
save me, and her life ended up shattered in the process. Her, along
with her clones died. But you lived."
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
"That's... eh... a lot to take in, actually." Iteral looks away,
fondling the hourglass in her hand. She was... well, flabbergasted
was not enough to describe it. She then uses the hourglass to push
up her sleeve a little, showing a mark. "... I'm, eh... sorry that
it was not her that survived." The clockmaker looks a little
ashamed now, not mentioning anything else. Like how summoned
Iterals are weaker than summoners... or how most summoned ones are
either artificial or past their deadline. A silence just filled the
room.
"I'm very sorry you had to find out this way. It wasn't my
intention to upset you." She let go of Iteral and took a step back.
"At the very least, a part of her lives in you, and for that I'm
glad. Tell me, where is my replacement?"
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
"Look, I, eh... I'm sure you're not doing it intentionally. And I
wish I could give you a better glimpse myself but..." She erects
the parallel convergence (the time barrier) once more and looks
around, waiting for an opportune vision. After finding one that is
just a few minutes in the past, she alters it and shows it to the
shining light. "Not much better, I suppose."
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"Hm... After the capture of my land, it's only been further
desecrated." She thought for a moment. "May I ask you a heavy task?
I know it seems like much, but this must stop one way or another. I
want you to gather up as many powerful people as you can possibly
find and intercept Legion's magic that binds her. This will require
you to fight him off, hence the reasoning for allies."
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Iteral blinks for a second... and then just shakes her head to the
point where it almost falls off her head. "Nope,
nononononononononono." She even crosses her arms. "Your successor
already tasked someone with that. Your sole archangel Selaphiel.
The angel who, during heavy rainfall, left me outside a castle,
paralyzed by a panic attack and all she did is hold an umbrella up
for a second or two. The one who sent me to some pocket dimension
with my friends when we tried convincing her that we need to take
action. Oh yeah, the one who replaced me with a slightly more
formal form of myself."
... well, she got her vigor back.
"And now I find out I am a copy, an alternate. I am legitimately
weaker than her." She sighs, dropping to the ground a bit like a
wet sack of rice. "... you could ask my other self..."
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"Selaphiel...?" She seemed confused, then worried. "Oh dear... But,
all of the angels have names that end with an a. The men have names
that end with iel, but I have no male angels in my court." She
looked down. "I wonder who she is..?"
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Iteral raised an eyebrow, looking at the Saint with a bit of
interest. "So... you think someone is impersonating her? Hmmm... do
your angels have the power of banishing someone? Like, to a weird
library or a place with just yellow walls?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"I'm not entirely sure... Our powers are unique. But I'd like for
you to go back to them and lead them along, bring them here as
quickly as possible. I sense that something incredibly malicious is
coming here, and my influence is waning. Please... You must help
Aretstikaphaniela. She doesn't have much time left."
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Iteral starts sweating, a little panicking. "Oh god, oh god, oh
god... you're telling me that I'm the weakest me... and then tell
me to go against a literal archangel, my better self and such, oh,
they will never believe me, what am I supposed to do damnit..." She
sweats uncontrollably, her hands jittering and she overall just
becomes ever more anxious.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"Not go against. Go with. I'll be watching over you, you have my
word. But time is of the essence, so I know if anyone can do it,
it'll be you. Goodbye." Soon enough, she faded into nothingness,
leaving behind only the ghost of her aura.
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆