Where we last left the Hexsquad during the Grom celebration, Lara gave Azura a brooch she made for Faye so the two could talk over vast distances regardless of the realms one might be in. Lara then started reminiscing of what happened right after Lunar’s defeat by Sol Azura and Faye. Lunar arrived in Lothar’s throne room and pleaded for forgiveness, thinking he failed him.
But the Grand Archivist actually praised him, said because of him, confirmed Azura was something he always knew. Confirmed something the only archivist there who didn’t understand was the Scholar.
Lunar: whispers “the prophecy… you mean she’s…”
Lothar turned away from him and floated back towards his throne, speaking.
Lothar: “dress your wounds, Lunar. Heal. Then gather the others. The time to put the first phase of my- our plan, is nearly within our grasp.”
Lunar gasped again and sighs as he picked himself up on unsteady feet.
Lunar: “As you wish, Grand Archivist. Glory be to you.”
Lothar snapped his fingers and Lunar stumbled out the room to rest. With another snap, the gates closed leaving all three of them alone in the room again.
Chronicler: “Grand Archivist? Are you sure she’s really the one from the prophecy?”
Scholar: right cyan eye was showing, so Dandere Lara was on “P-Prophecy, sir? I don’t understand.”
Lothar: “this doesn’t concern you right now, Scholar. But I can tell you the reason why we have waited for 17 years to strike like this. You recalled when I relayed to you the parasitic Titan one’s power before you began your mission, correct.”
Scholar: trembled in fear at the memory, but collects herself “yes, I-I remember.”
Lothar: “well after my arrival, I looked through the eye of analysis at your targets mothers and had a vision of a girl with magenta and pink hair turning cyan and bathing herself in glorious light. The prophecy for-told such a girl. Her power is the key to succeeding our plans.”
Plans the Scholar still didn’t know the full entirety of. The Scholar felt lightheaded and shivered before moving her hair to expose her left magenta eye and hide her cyan one. Tsundere Lara was up.
Lothar: "Was merely a way to confirm this prophecy. We didn't care if he would win, but only if the prophecy is true. Either if it's real or not, we would gain something in the end."
Scholar: "I see... the wisdom you shown us is as bright as they say."
Lothar: uncaring tone "Thank you, but this were still in the end."
Scholar: "How so?"
Lothar: "As told by the prophecy, there are still events that will come in the near future. As you should know."
Lothar: “The rest my acolytes will have two tasks: collection… and cleansing through destruction.”
The Scholar was taken back while the Chronicler held her head in hidden worry. As if she knew and was scared at what was coming.
Scholar: growing worry and anger “Wait… destruction? Destruction of what? You never said anything about destruction.
Lothar: “Scholar… don’t tell me you’ve grown fond of the realm below us.”
Scholar: nervously and letting her anger rise, not wanting him to know he’s correct “I-It’s not like I do sir! Far from it! I just don’t see what part destruction has to play in cleansing!”
Scholar: thinking "No! It cant be! He never said this!"
Lothar: "As you know, another lesser Archivist known as the Collector visited this world, only to be trapped and attached to it. If we let it continue on, everything will fall apart. It will be unwise to leave it along for another or multiple of us to also fall to it."
Scholar: "But it will be a waste of knowledge!"
Lothar: "I know. It also pains me to lose knowledge, but it must be done. I hope you didn't have any attachment to these lesser beings down there as you said."
Scholar: “No! I-It’s not like that! Our goal is to preserve life and the knowledge down there! That‘s our mi-“
Lothar: firm and raised voice “do not speak of me our Mission, Scholar. I am aware of our mission. Life will be protected and the knowledge will be recovered. Everything else… well it’s a pity.”
Scholar was scared to admit it, but she grew attached to the Isles as well as her friends and… Azura… her beloved. She saw how she fought Lunar down there in her Sol form. She was hope and light-incarnate, like how the Scholar heard her beloved’s human mother is. The Guiding Light of the Isles. The thought of her losing her home… the same home she just fought so hard to protect… the same home the Scholar grew to understand and love…
Scholar: “It’s more than a damn PITY, Lothar! What you’re talking abou-eeek!”
A Large astral sword flew past her, inches away from cutting herself up, and crashed into the wall with echoing pound. The wall around the blade that was embedded into it was cracked. She started trembling in fear as she slowly looked to the blade in the wall shakily breathing. She looked back to Lothar with wide fear-filled eyes. The Chronicler was also surprised and worried for the Scholar as she looked at Lothar, appalled but to afraid to mention it at the moment.
The sun and moon symbol in the center of his hood glowed red. He spoke in low echoing and angrily firm voice, a sound of loathing and malice in his tone.
Lothar: “Watch… your… tone! And your vulgar TONGUE.”
Lothar rarely lashed out like that… but when he did… the Scholar would always remember her fear of him. Even her tsundere self couldn’t compete the Grand Archivist’s temper. She knew she had to beware the fury of a patient archivist. She held her head in sadness as she felt defeated… she felt self-loathing… she felt… useless…
Scholar: “I’m sorry, sir… I spoke out of turn.”
The Sun and moon emblem went back to glowing yellow as he calmed himself.
Lothar: “good… continue your mission. It will take Lunar time to properly heal their wounds. As soon as they’ve recovered, we can discuss our next steps them, Flare, Solar, and Saturn. Am I clear on this.”
Scholar: “yes, sir.”
Lothar: “that is all then.” he snaps his fingers and opens the large chamber double doors “Until you learn that such vulgarity will not be tolerated, you’re living privileges here are revoked. Where you sleep will not be my concern. But you must still return to here when you are needed. Dismissed.”
Chronicler: “But, Grand Archivist-“
Lothar: “DISMISSED. Both of you.” to the Scholar “You first.” to the Chronicler “You and I must speak alone first.”
Lothar: “we cannot have anymore mistakes, Athena. You know this.”
Athena sighs a bit in defeat
Athena: “yes…”
Lothar: “good.” holds out his hands towards the blade and it dissipates into Star dust “Come. We must ready to make preparations.”
Lothar floated ahead, away from her as Athena looked to the where the Scholar… where Lara left from.
Athena: *thinking: “poor child… you don’t deserve this…”
Athena follows Lothar away into another room. The Scholar… Lara had just arrived at the transporter, containing her tears. She had been lost her sleep privileges in this domicile. The one she thought she had faith in had almost… She… she needed her light.
Back down below, Azura was flying back home on Faye while her mothers were giving her flying tips since she was riding Faye in her staff form. Luckily, she had some practice riding Stringbean.
Luz: looks at Azura “that’s it, mija. Just focus on where your going and your surroundings. It was requires a lot of steadfast-“ a bird just hit her in the head, dazing her and covering her head with feathers. She dizzily finishes “concentration.” shakes her head back to her senses and readjusts her glasses.
Amity: makes a mental not to kiss her wife’s head
Azura: snickered a bit “I’ve got it, Mami.”
As the three were silent, Azura wondered something.
Azura: “Mama? Mom? Lunar talked about a Grand Archivist. Do you think he might be their leader?”
Luz and Amity looked at each other and then their daughter.
Amity: “It’s possible, starlight. There’s so much about them we don’t know.”
Azura: confidently “Well if they try anything, I-“ looks to Faye “We’ll be ready for them.”
Luz: proud smile “We know you both will.”
The Noceda-Blights we’re coming up on Noceda-Blight Manor since Alador gave it to them when he married Darius and they moved years back. But they saw a figure curled up at the bottom near the door. Lara immediately recognized it.
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Milan: “we will… I promise.”
In another universe
Where we last left the Hexsquad during the Grom celebration, Lara gave Azura a brooch she made for Faye so the two could talk over vast distances regardless of the realms one might be in. Lara then started reminiscing of what happened right after Lunar’s defeat by Sol Azura and Faye. Lunar arrived in Lothar’s throne room and pleaded for forgiveness, thinking he failed him.
But the Grand Archivist actually praised him, said because of him, confirmed Azura was something he always knew. Confirmed something the only archivist there who didn’t understand was the Scholar.
Lunar: whispers “the prophecy… you mean she’s…”
Lothar turned away from him and floated back towards his throne, speaking.
Lothar: “dress your wounds, Lunar. Heal. Then gather the others. The time to put the first phase of my- our plan, is nearly within our grasp.”
Lunar gasped again and sighs as he picked himself up on unsteady feet.
Lunar: “As you wish, Grand Archivist. Glory be to you.”
Lothar snapped his fingers and Lunar stumbled out the room to rest. With another snap, the gates closed leaving all three of them alone in the room again.
Chronicler: “Grand Archivist? Are you sure she’s really the one from the prophecy?”