Vigilon

This room, it was the potential of his failures, what he set out to stop, but the battles ended poorly. All the lives he could have saved, but failed to. No, this room wasn't real, no one who's name was on a single stone of this room was dead. But he was wrong, for another stone rose from the ground. This stone had the name "Wardege". Then another stone rose from the ground, his failure to get out of a tight situation, there was the name of a would-be killer. "Garixon". One last stone would rise up from the ground...the name inscribed upon it was a wound that had been with Vigilon for a l

There they were, Krysta and Dazia. A battle was imminent. The two players drew blades, this wasn't going to end well if something wasn't done soon. Dazia vanished from sight, and Krysta would begin to seek her opponent. Vigilon ran after her, and tried to hold onto her as to protect her from an incoming attack. Vigilon's whole self simply passed through, as if he was never there. He turned around, only to watch in horror as Dazia's weapon is thrust through Krysta. Vigilon saw her fall to the ground, and Dazia walked away... The vision faded, and a name appeared on the gravestone. "Jewel".

When Vigilon tried to pull one of the boys off of young Koharu, his hands simply passed through. He was only a spectator. He could only witness this horror. When the three boys finished beating young Koharu, they all told her to leave and never return. Young Koharu would flee, but she would have a stumble at the stairs of the sidewalk, and she would fall limp there, and the boys would be oblivious to her fate. Then they dragged young Vigilon over to the dumpster, where they tossed him in. The scene faded away, and a name appeared on the stone Vigilon had originally touched. "Ayaka."

The fractals of the figure's remains caught fire, and burned away in dark grey embers. Whatever did this figure even mean by what it said? Vigilon looked, and while there were many scattered, nameless bones, he did see there were a few...gravestones. Vigilon walked over to one gravestone, and placed his hand on it. A chilling feeling struck his entire body, as he found himself seeing not what was, but what could have been. He saw his younger self again, but this was far different. He still rushed out the doors in hopes of saving young Koharu, he still confronted the four boys who were abo

Vigilon drew his blade. "You're talking some awfully creepy shit, dude, please stop." He said. "Do you not know? Do you not remember? ...or do you have yet to experience it?" The figure asked. There were bones everywhere, exactly what was it all supposed to mean? "You still haven't told me who or what you are." Vigilon countered. "My identity is of no importance. Your future, however..." The figure spoke, before gesturing to the bones scattered around this dreary environment. "Is right here. See all of those who you will fail. You know it deep down inside, don't you? You already know what

Vigilon opened the door, and the area he would find himself in was dark, foreboding, and, well, littered with bones. He felt a chill down his spine, then he saw his opponent. A skeletal figure with a torn cloak, wielding an axe that was dripping with blood, was standing in the center. "Long have I been waiting..." Came a voice. This voice was kind of spectral, and Vigilon had no clue what was going on. "Uhhhhhh who are you?" Vigilon asked. The skeletal figure simply lifted its head, and stared at Vigilon. "How would it feel...to know everything had been for naught?" The figure asked. "Uh,

Alright, so he probably needed to find another door. Problem was, he didn't know where or when the door was gonna show up. This would leave him to wander again, and it would be a bit of time before anything about this search changed. There was the figure again, sporting that smile as always. It pointed in a certain direction, no words were necessary to convince Vigilon of anything at this point, as long as it was about wherever the heck that door was. A door appeared, once again out of nowhere. This time, it wasn't right in front of him, it was a few meters away. Well, at least he didn't

Through courage, he stepped outside the safe zone, and found necessity for wisdom. Through wisdom, he improved himself, and found the means to power. Through power, he made progress in his journey. Wait a minute... The three triangular objects turned golden in color, and with a bright light shining from all three, suddenly there was a door, and the three triangles flew off. Vigilon sighed at the realization of the reference. Then again, it was time to move on. He opened the door, and found himself in another location of his Mindscape. He found himself in a forest. The

Maybe this had significance to the door as well. He picked up the blue triangular object, and would walk over to the golden pedestal. He let go of the blue triangular object, and like the green one, it would just float in midair near Vigilon. He would then pick up the red triangular object. The object was warm to the touch, and he could feel a fire burning within him. Upon contact with the object, he could feel the extent of his own might, his own strength. He was pretty sure this had significance to the door, so he took it. He walked over to the center of the room, and let go of the red trian

The boundless sky was in view, but there was nothing else for Vigilon here. He looked and saw nothing had appeared. Maybe those triangular objects had something to do with it? He walked over to the silver pedestal, and picked up the green triangular object. The object was rather light in terms of weight, and he could feel the winds blowing. A sensation of courage seemed to be felt upon contact with the object. He decided that it had some significance towards the door, so he took it. He walked over to the platinum pedestal, and he would let go of the green triangular object, which would now jus

Young Vigilon looked over to the girl. She hardly looked it at first, but there were some who young Vigilon trusted, who believed this girl was very arrogant. "Yeah, I'm Alex...so, may I ask why April wants to talk to me?" He asked. Young April smiled. "Sure. I noticed that you've been kind of down for the past week, so I wanted to know if there was anything you need help or tutoring with...even if you just need good company, I can help you there." She explained. Young Vigilon felt a little suspicious about this. "You mean I can't be content with my current company? I'm fine with what I got, b

Vigilon would then begin to investigate the other side. This room, it seemed to be among the clouds, and moving, too. Vigilon rested his arms on the balcony-like, golden wall, and the flow of the air was pleasant to feel, while another scene would play out in his vision, during this temporary serenity. Young Vigilon no longer had his cap, it was his sophomore year in high school, and everything had changed. He had new friends, but the social system was now under new management, which had a different way of thinking. "I know Victor was called 'King Falcon' by some of the others, but I stil

Another enemy defeated, and another empty room...probably to analyze. If there was something to remember last time, what was he to know here? He started his investigation from the darker area of the room. He saw the hole that the platinum dragon came from, and he would begin to see shapes, no, a scene... Young Vigilon still had his cap, but that was during the freshman year only. He didn't know whether or not it was cool to still have one. The well known guy from those days, Victor Falcon...this was his first time meeting the guy... "I don't recall seeing you, you're one of the new f

The fused dragon smiled proudly. "Do you have the courage to challenge me?" Ok, well, if the previous opponent was weak as heck, this shouldn't be too bad. "I can handle this..." He thought. "You think that just 'cause you've fused, that you're a match for me?" He said, simply because he could. The fused dragon would attempt to swipe its claws at Vigilon, but he whacked them away using the flat end of his sword. He then attacked using a Sword art, Astral Hell. a flurry of seven strikes, along with a finishing blow that sent the opponent flying to the wall. The fused dragon split back into

Vigilon looked behind him, and saw a silver pedestal with a green triangular object. The pedestal was on a circle between the two sides of this arena, the circle being made from silver as the pedestal was. Vigilon looked down and realized he was on the silver circle. When he looked back to the rest of the room, a dragon of platinum crawled out of a hole in the dark shadows, while a golden dragon flew down and landed from the sky. "My power is like no other." boasted the gold dragon. "My wisdom conquers all." claimed the platinum dragon. "I have a feeling I know who you two are, but I'm wi

Vigilon continued on, then he slid down a snowy slope, and there was that shadow figure again, with that signature smile. It pointed in a certain direction, and Vigilon would follow the given direction, until he stopped, surprised, for a door had appeared out of nowhere, right in front of him. "Jeez, what is it with weird doors just showing up like that?" This door had a different image than the last. This depicted a dragon of silver, battling against a dragon of gold and platinum. "Oh, how I wonder, what could this possibly be?" Vigilon asked sarcastically. He opened the door, ready to e

The memory scene ended, and all became darkness. A door appeared in the void, offering a way back. Vigilon opened the door, and found himself back on the main land of his Mindscape. The Keep was closer in view, but still a fair ways away. Vigilon was no longer in the red grass plains, but he was now in a tundra...except the tundra's snow was ice blue in color. Why was it like that? He couldn't tell... Whatever the case, he needed to get moving. This blue snow wasn't what Vigilon expected to be traversing through, but here he was. If he was gonna get to the Keep faster, he was probably gon

The scene shifted, and Vigilon watched as the three boys tossed young Vigilon into a dumpster. The battle was both won and lost. Time passed, and young Allen came over, a staff member of the school following close by. They got young Vigilon out, and there would be trouble on both ends. At least he did what he fought to do, protect his friend... When asked why he fought, young Vigilon had two reasons, but he spoke only one. "They hit first." Vigilon now knew a more detailed reasoning. "They couldn't understand her, so they shunned her...because she wasn't like them, because she wasn't rais

"So, you thought you could beat us?" Roy asked, before kicking young Vigilon. "Did you?" He demanded, before delivering another kick. Young Vigilon gave no answer. "Dumb kid." Roy remarked before punching young Vigilon's face. Roy stepped a little closer before punching again. Young Vigilon retaliated by kicking the boy in the groin, and the two who were holding him loosened their grip as they hoped to see that Roy was ok. Young Vigilon then took this chance to try and flee. Vigilon found it a bit hard to watch this scene of the past. His younger self had only begun to flee because he cou

Vigilon could only watch the inevitable as it played out. As soon as the first fist landed, it became a maelstrom of non-lethal violence. Young Vigilon immediately retaliated, tackling and surprising his opponent. This was followed by Otto and Vincent attempting to grapple young Vigilon, who rolled to the side, got up, and shoved Vincent with his elbow. He then grabbed Otto and Roy by the shoulders, one hand for each, and knocked the two kids' heads together. Leonard shifted his attention to young Vigilon, shaking his head, while Vincent, surprised by this burst of courage, decided to fle

Vigilon watched his younger self rush off in his friend's hour of need, and he arrived at a scene where the tension was thick. Four kids, Leonard, Vincent, Roy, and Otto, had young Ayaka surrounded. Vigilon remembered when he confronted Nell, how she said that she actually didn't agree with the motive for targeting Ayaka...and proceeding to tell him that a "crybaby" like him couldn't stand up to her friends...he decided to change that. Vigilon watched as his younger self quite literally jumped in the scene and told the four to stop. "What's a kid who wallows in sorrow gonna do about it?"

The arena's environment began to shift, and Koharu seemed to disappear. He then looked and saw a familiar door. He knew this door, it was one of the doors that led inside or outside of the halls of the middle school he attended... A boy with brown hair and red eyes burst through the doors, his red colored cap had been turned around. The jacket was unmistakable, the cap was familiar, and Vigilon knew exactly who this young boy was...it was him, when he was younger, when he attended this school. He was about...twelve and a half, maybe thirteen, during this fateful day. A younger Allen came

Each fractal of Elverond's remains became burning green embers that faded away, and Vigilon was left alone in this strange arena...alone, with Koharu. Vigilon would then rush over to Koharu. "Ayaka, are you alright? Please tell me you're ok..." Koharu lifted her head, looked into Vigilon's eyes, and smiled weakly. "This is not...your fault..." Her eyes closed, and she fell limp again. "Ayaka...Ayaka, open your eyes, open your eyes..." Vigilon didn't know what was going on. She was limp, yet she wasn't shattering. this feeling, it was very haunting for Vigilon and there was the uncertaint

"Oh, so you're fine with repeating history?" Elverond asked. "How about we rewrite it." Suddenly, a familiar voice could be heard. "Alex!! Help!!" Vigilon's eyes widened. "Ayaka?? Hold on, I'm on my way!" He called out. He shoved past Elverond and ran towards where the sound was coming from. He saw Koharu there, on the ground, weakened. Suddenly, Elverond was right beside her, the blade of his speat at the girl's neck. "Surrender, Alex. Surrender, and we free her..." This was an obvious trap. Vigilon would need to be clever. He sheathed his blade. "Fine. You want to rewrite his

The area where Vigilon and his opponent were, it was so familiar...had he been here before? Was this arena a memory? "Who or what would you call yourself?" Vigilon asked. The figure chuckled. "I am many. Evan, Leonard, Vincent, Emmet, Roy, Otto, Nell, Damien." Vigilon had an unamused expression on his face. "You're Elverond, except you're all one person. How does that even work? How did you guys even get that armor? Isn't one of you female?" He questioned. "Shut up!" Came the sound of a female voice, despite that the combined being wasn't actually speaking. "So, I only caused actual troub