Reality's Fantasy

[Aderia]

There are two sides to every fight. The winning side, and the losing side. After a fateful clash of the titans for the control of Creation itself, two beings draw the conflict to a close once and for all.

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An anguished howl splits through the air like lightning.  Curses rumble from the heart of a battle-torn titan like thunder.  The great lord Karzahni lies immobilized and broken on the rugged field of battle.   He is paralyzed by pain, betrayed by the weakness of his own flesh and armor.  He can only watch.  Watch as his prize is taken by the very being he had once considered his only friend. Even more than that, his brother. But no more. He no longer knows Arthaka.

This revelation is solidified when that same traitor turns to face Karzahni. More curses are spat from Karzahni’s mouth as he almost literally does not recognize his brother. Arthaka now wears the Great Mask of Creation.  Karzahni sees red. He does not know if this is his own imagining or the blood red sun setting over their barren battleground. Arthaka regards his fallen brother with something akin to pity.  The last thing in the universe that Karzahni wants is pity. And least of all from Arthaka. With one last effort, a cry of absolute rage fills his lungs.  Even though releasing that primal cry of fury sends agonizing lances of fiery pain through Karzahni’s very soul, it gives him some satisfaction that he has been heard. Finally, the wounds of the two-titan war catch up to Karzahni, and pull him sympathetically into oblivion.

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When Karzahni emerges from that merciful slumber, he is still lying on the same field.  But now he can move, although not without pain. Beside him, a Great Kanohi Mask is resting.  Instinctively, with a vitality almost reminiscent of the animal-like baying of his earlier defeat, Karzahni slams the mask on his face.  His entire being drinks up the power seeping from the Kanohi. Karzahni revels in that power. Especially after his near fatal combat of so recently, he loves the sense of control the mask gives him. He is almost completely given to this newfound strength when he notices a stone tablet, almost the same color as the earth, that was lying beneath the mask. 

Groping for the tablet, Karzahni reads: 

If your fantasies came true

Clashed with your reality

Would you fall to fiction’s whims?

Or be pawn to what is real?

After you’ve traveled your chosen path

Could you harvest no regrets of the past?

Who knows how many forks we will face? 

Who knows our minds, now versus then?

Would a simple change cause us to look

Back on our lives with one different wish?

Kanohi Olisi

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Edited January 17, 2020 by Aderia

[Nick Silverpen]

I've been playing around with this idea in life that you don't always get what you set out for, but sometimes what you recieve is equally as good. This story sets a good example of that. I like the poetry you used, and your word order was attractive.This line stuck out, just the way it ended the passage. The personification is clever.

Finally, the wounds of the two-titan war catch up to Karzahni, and pull him sympathetically into oblivion.

Very well done!

[The Marlfox]

so you just sat down becasue you wanted to write, started to type, and ended up with this? wow i am jealous!! i mean, i've read some of your other stuff, but this is different. the use of poetry is really awesome, but in a way, the whole story is like a giant poem. i like how you told the story, because it's short and to the point. if you would have gone on, using the same style, i might have gotten confused. but you pulled off another good one. nice work, Aderia!

[Aderia]

I've been playing around with this idea in life that you don't always get what you set out for, but sometimes what you recieve is equally as good. This story sets a good example of that. I like the poetry you used, and your word order was attractive.This line stuck out, just the way it ended the passage. The personification is clever.

Finally, the wounds of the two-titan war catch up to Karzahni, and pull him sympathetically into oblivion.

Very well done!

thank you! I'm really glad you appreciated the words I threw together

so you just sat down becasue you wanted to write, started to type, and ended up with this? wow i am jealous!! i mean, i've read some of your other stuff, but this is different. the use of poetry is really awesome, but in a way, the whole story is like a giant poem. i like how you told the story, because it's short and to the point. if you would have gone on, using the same style, i might have gotten confused. but you pulled off another good one. nice work, Aderia!

Thanks, again BB. I like your reviews because you tell it to me as you see it. Aha, and nothing to be jealous about, I was restless all day before I sat down and finally wrote something decend XP

[Athmos]

I've never read much about these two, but this is a really good read. The personification was flawless, the entire story flowed very easily and I loved the poem at the end. Did you write that yourself? The detail you put into this is awesome. This takes skill to just write something like this down.

[Aderia]

I've never read much about these two, but this is a really good read.The personification was flawless, the entire story flowed very easily and I loved the poem at the end. Did you write that yourself?The detail you put into this is awesome.This takes skill to just write something like this down.

Thank you very much! and yes, I did write the poem myself, although it's pretty old.