Of course it was. And so the Bladekeeper gave three gifts unto the line, so on and so forth.
[It's an interruption in the grief, because it is bitter and sarcastic and full of loathing.
Two thousand years of grief, not just for Ardyn but for all of the descendants he has watched wither, for Regis, for Noctis doomed to die before his time, for all of the people who suffer now -
The well of hate is deep, and the desire for vengeance strong and black as any manifestation of the Scourge itself.]
It is no wonder that Niflheim targets the gods, with Ardyn's hand at the helm, but it is the Draconian who bears the blame and with it my hatred.
[Ardyn is a greatsword, swinging wide and wildly without care for what gets in his path, what collateral damage he may cause. It would be no surprise to Izunia that he simply wants to burn it all.
But Izunia is a rapier, piercing, accurate, precise and unerringly focused, and all that he feels is sharpened to an impossibly fine tip pointed at Bahamut's very heart.]
[It's fitting, then, that it's Izunia who Ignis has ended up bound to. He, himself, is a focused man. Swiping, grand strokes are not his preferred method. Instead, he seeks those pinpoint weaknesses; he maps them out and destroys in silence, the ruin becoming apparent only at the right time.
What ruin can they create together with such surgical precision on their side? Ignis can't wait to find out.
Were he capable of it after all the pain the Astral has caused, Ignis might feel sorry for him, but there are some who are beyond such things. Bahamut is among them.]
It is he who bears mine as well.
[Shiva's messenger has aided them; Ramuh gave his blessing without fight; Titan fought, but eventually bowed; Leviathan...
Well, the Tidemother may rank near Bahamut, but even she cannot truly challenge the Draconian's position.]
We will take him apart from the inside out. He won't know something is wrong until it is too late.
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[It's an interruption in the grief, because it is bitter and sarcastic and full of loathing.
Two thousand years of grief, not just for Ardyn but for all of the descendants he has watched wither, for Regis, for Noctis doomed to die before his time, for all of the people who suffer now -
The well of hate is deep, and the desire for vengeance strong and black as any manifestation of the Scourge itself.]
It is no wonder that Niflheim targets the gods, with Ardyn's hand at the helm, but it is the Draconian who bears the blame and with it my hatred.
[Ardyn is a greatsword, swinging wide and wildly without care for what gets in his path, what collateral damage he may cause. It would be no surprise to Izunia that he simply wants to burn it all.
But Izunia is a rapier, piercing, accurate, precise and unerringly focused, and all that he feels is sharpened to an impossibly fine tip pointed at Bahamut's very heart.]
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What ruin can they create together with such surgical precision on their side? Ignis can't wait to find out.
Were he capable of it after all the pain the Astral has caused, Ignis might feel sorry for him, but there are some who are beyond such things. Bahamut is among them.]
It is he who bears mine as well.
[Shiva's messenger has aided them; Ramuh gave his blessing without fight; Titan fought, but eventually bowed; Leviathan...
Well, the Tidemother may rank near Bahamut, but even she cannot truly challenge the Draconian's position.]
We will take him apart from the inside out. He won't know something is wrong until it is too late.