Scenario:Shiva - Supreme Destroyer of Blight
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Supreme Destroyer of Blight
Victims of the illness surrender to despair, thus transforming them into monsters. A black mass—the long-dead orchestrator of the scourge—materializes in front of the crew and attacks them, but Shiva absorbs the blow. Leaving it up to (Captain) to defend the town, he vanishes into the black mass.
Tripla Archipelago is besieged by monsters who draw strength from an undying hatred once possessed by malicious monarchs, who have long since died.
(Captain) and company try their best to ignore the vociferous howls and screeches as they run to the town's main gate. Upon arrival, they can't even see the ground under the sea of black bodies.
Shiva: Hm... The black fog here is especially potent, given such a massive concentration of asuras.
Shiva: Child of man, remain in town and protect the people.
Shiva: Mortal bodies cannot endure the fog, nor can my divine protection guarantee a complete defense.
(Captain) heeds Shiva's words, understanding that being there would only be a burden to him.
Choose: We'll keep the town safe.
Shiva: I have complete faith in your abilities.
Shiva: I shall fulfill my duty by stopping these forces, no matter the cost.
Choose: Just don't get too crazy.
Shiva: The might of the enemy is no match for our own. I have stood against far greater odds in the past and come out victorious.
Shiva: Now go. There are innocents in the town that need you, and I have my own role to play.
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Shiva: Though should your hearts falter for my safety, dedicate a prayer to me. Your supplication becomes my power.
Vyrn: R-right. Got it.
Vyrn: But whatever happens, uh, come back in one piece, okay?
Lyria: Shiva! Parashurama! Please take care of yourselves!
The crew wishes the two primals good luck and departs.
Shiva: ...
Shiva exhales deeply while gazing out over the quivering carpet of darkness.
Shiva: First I shall lay down a wall of flame. With only the two of us, the town will be overrun swifter than we can destroy these creatures.
Shiva: However, it is merely a stopgap measure to buy enough time to draw out the orchestrator.
Parashurama: As you wish. Then I'll use myself as bait and draw their attention away.
Parashurama: I won't let them lay a finger on you while you make your arrangements.
Parashurama then disappears without waiting for confirmation.
Soon after, a pillar of fire accompanied by a thunderous roar erupts from the center of the asura. When he sees this signal, Shiva raises his head to the sky.
Shiva: The dead have no right to trespass on the lives of the living, regardless of circumstance. They shall atone for their crimes.
His calm declaration is heard by no one but himself; his words vanish into his apocalyptic fire.
Meanwhile (Captain) and company run at full sprint toward the shelter, evading monsters along the way.
When they finally make it to the shelter, they aren't ready for the harrowing scene taking place.
Humanoid Monster: ...
Watchman: Damn it! Why's it have to end like this!
One side of the building lays in ruins, and the area is swarming with humanoid figures shambling about.
The abnormal creatures seem to be pouring out from the hole in the shelter.
Watchman: Holy crap! You're not zombies, are you? When none of you came back, I thought the worst...
Vyrn: Mister! What the heck happened here?
Watchman: I don't know how, but one minute people were bedridden with the infernal plague, then the next minute they'd morphed into monsters...
Watchman: Things happened so fast... It was a bloodbath. That's all that's left of us...
He motions to a huddled mass of cowering survivors.
Watchman: Damn it all! Why is this happening! What'd we ever do to deserve this!
At this point the crew can't even come up with a reassuring word.
Humanoid Monsters: ...!
Vyrn: Wh-what the!
The monsters raise their ghastly voices in unison and an odious fog gushes from their bodies.
Watchman: What is—aaaugh!
As the fog engulfs them, a powerful wave of pain and nausea assaults their entire bodies. Additionally...
Lyria: There are... voices... inside my head!
The lamentations of countless souls rattle in their skulls.
All the pain and suffering of these lost voices drain the willpower of the living, sucking their victims deeper into despair.
Choose: Can't take much more of this!
(Captain), on the verge of capitulation, tries one last time to stay grounded by tightening a grip on their sword.
Parashurama: Haaaah!
Humanoid Monster: ...!
Parashurama: Grab hold of your sanity, my friends! Fight the voices!
Hearing Parashurama's command snaps (Captain) back to reality.
Shiva: So this is what the plague is capable of. Even so, the transformations transpired far too quickly.
Vyrn: Shiva! What about the army of monsters outside the town?
Shiva: I estimate roughly half of their forces have been decimated, but there can be no respite until the source is purged. My flames hold back the incursion for now.
Shiva: This location serves as a confluence of fear and despair. It propagates the asura's momentum.
Shiva looks over at the surviving townsfolk, their faces stricken with dismay.
Shiva: Children of man. Surrender not to the asura's temptations, and despair shall not devour you.
Shiva: Once their invitation is accepted, there is no return. It is but a ticket to have one's soul ripped away, only to persist as a mindless husk brimming with torment.
Watchman: A-asura? Who in the world are you?
Parashurama: Get ready, Mahadeva!
Judging from the tension in Parashurama's voice, there is no time to answer the watchman's query.
Shiva: It is here.
???: Gyaargh!
The shockwave from the furious bellow impacts the crew.
Everything around (Captain) starts to darken, and the captain looks up at the shadow that is blotting out the sky.
Vyrn: Geez! Don't tell me that's the big bad!
A giant figure towers over them, with pods of monsters oozing from its underbelly. They splash onto the ground, like drops of black paint.
Shiva: This is the source of the scourge. Once a king among men, now a hateful shell hell-bent on spreading the asura's curse across the land.
Coil of Hatred: Gyaargh!
Shiva: ...!
Unleashing another roar, the mass swells up and converges on the crew like a tidal wave.
Lyria: Eeeek!
Shiva: ...!
Parashurama: Mahadeva! Don't be so reckless!
Shiva: It seems I lack the power to defend against it. I was afraid that might be the case.
Shiva: Parashurama. My adherents. Protect the living.
Lyria: Shiva? What are you planning to do!
Shiva: Where there is hope, there is a way. Even when consumed in darkness, one mustn't give in.
Shiva: Listen well, Singularity. Your mighty prayer harbors the power to unshackle the very chains of fate themselves.
Shiva: As despair is infectious, hope is equally as resilient. I have the utmost faith in you, my adherent.
Shiva then creates a ring of apocalyptic fire that grows with ever greater intensity.
(Captain) cries out and reaches out for the primal, who is swallowed by the black mass.
Supreme Destroyer of Blight: Scene 2
After the crew and remaining survivors are teleported to higher ground by Shiva, Parashurama and company continue to repel monsters, even restoring some hope to the living townspeople. (Captain) makes a heartfelt wish to protect everyone and is rewarded with the revival of Vijaya. With the divine bow in hand, (Captain) pierces the black mass with an arrow, spawning more arrows that wipe out all the monsters. Lastly, a mighty thunderbolt strikes the black mass.
Vyrn: Where are we?
When the ring of fire subsides, everyone is treated to a view of an unfamiliar landscape.
Watchman: Is... is that... our town?
(Captain) and the others turn around and see a sight that leaves them just as stunned as the watchman.
An expansive lake of blackness bubbles along the land's surface.
The rooftops of a few buildings periodically peek out from the dark waves, serving as the only indication that a settlement lies beneath.
Lyria: Wait! Where's Shiva!
Everyone quickly scans their surroundings, but Shiva is nowhere to be found.
Vyrn: Did that black blobby thing really gulp down Shiva?
Parashurama: ...
Monster: ...
Parashurama: Wretched fiends! They won't even afford me a small moment to worry over my teacher.
Parashurama draws his weapon when he spots a troop of monsters beginning to form.
(Captain) takes a cue from the primal and steps in front of the remaining survivors, ready to protect them.
Parashurama: Do you remember the words of our great Mahadeva, my friend?
Parashurama: He willed us not to surrender. Where there is hope, there is a way.
(Captain) nods resolutely.
Parashurama: Heh, excellent. I'll cover the front and hold off the vanguard while you—
Parashurama: Exactly. May you fight well, my friend!
As Parashurama leaps into action, the monsters let out a war cry and advance as well.
Humanoid Monster: ...!
Old Lady: Eeeep!
Lyria: Please lend us your strength, Colossus!
Colossus emerges from the ether to cleave in twain any monsters that have eluded Parashurama's blade.
Monster Horde: ...!
Vyrn: Here comes the monster flood again! Grrr, you gross ghouls can't beat us!
Yet for all the monsters wiped off the face of the island, much like the ebb and flow of the tides, new replacements swarm in to replace the fallen.
The disadvantaged protectors become more and more exhausted as the seemingly endless battle wears on.
Watchman: I can't do this anymore! It's over!
The man's trembling voice signals his surrender.
Watchman: We're all screwed... This island... All of us. Nothing's getting saved.
Watchman: That guy who brought us here from the town... You called him Mahadeva, right?
Watchman: If he is the real deal, the big shot who saved our island once before, even that guy didn't stand a chance.
Watchman: So what's the point in going on anymore? This is what destiny wants, and you can't fight destiny. You just can't...
As the man falls silent, a black fog slowly creeps over him.
Recognizing the encroaching coils of despair, (Captain) makes an impassioned plea to the man.
Choose: It's not over until it's over!
Watchman: ...
Lyria: Shiva said that anything is possible as long as hope still lives.
Lyria: He's never let us down before, and we're not going to stop believing in him now!
Watchman: ...
Watchman: Hope, huh...
Vyrn: Hey, bad stuff happens. That's just the way it goes. But giving up only makes things worse!
Vyrn: So hang in there, mister! Because we're not gonna let anything happen to you guys!
Watchman: ...
The crew's fervent appeals seem to lift the survivors' spirits, if only a little.
Suddenly...
Monster Horde: ...!
Lyria: That flame!
A maelstrom of fire that swirls over the entire town shoots up into the sky. Strands of flames even reach out to snag the monsters attacking (Captain) and the others.
Vyrn: It's Shiva's flames! There's no mistakin' it!
Watchman: Look! Every monster in town is ablaze!
Like a sea of oil ignited by a spark, the fire burns through its fuel, leaving behind a town free of monsters.
Old Lady: O-oh! Behold Mahadeva's flames of salvation! Brought down upon evil to save the meek!
The old woman raises a prayer as she takes several steps in the direction of her town. The townsfolk watching from behind follow suit, offering their own venerations.
Vyrn: Huh? Hey, (Captain). Is it just me, or is something glowin' on ya?
Vyrn points at (Captain)'s pocket. Rummaging through the pocket, the captain's fingertips brush against an object.
Pulling the object out reveals it to be the Shanti given to (Captain) by Shiva when they first met.
Gripping the dimly glowing, slightly warm Shanti tightly, (Captain) also offers a prayer.
Coil of Hatred: Raaagh!
This causes the fiery maelstrom to intensify, and with that newfound intensity comes a pained bellow.
Coil of Hatred: Curse you! Curse, curse, curse you! Release this despicable flame! We will not be denied again!
Coil of Hatred: All shall pay the ultimate price! Mercy for none! This land belongs to us and us alone!
The black entity, its speech dripping with malice, puffs up like a balloon and fires off thorny projectiles.
Lyria: Watch out, (Captain)!
Colossus: ...!
Colossus's cleaver deflects the thorns, but one slips through.
Vyrn: Yikes! Get outta there, buddy!
Parashurama: Urgh!
Lyria: Parashurama!
(Captain)'s eyes had reflexively closed before impact. The captain opens them back up and sees the tip of a thorn poking out of Parashurama's back.
Parashurama: Are you... okay... my friend?
Vyrn: You're outta your mind!
Lyria: We need to treat that wound right now!
Parashurama: Calm down. My head's still on my shoulders. I'm not going to die from a little flesh wound—
Parashurama: Cough... Gwah!
Parashurama's cheerful smile is wiped away by a coughing fit, and (Captain) catches him as he begins to fall forward.
(Captain) gasps upon noticing black splotches slowly spreading to Parashurama's body from the entry and exit wounds.
Coil of Hatred: Raaagh!
Another roar summons more monsters to the orchestrator's aid, restoring its lost army.
Monster Horde: ...!
Vyrn: No way! We're back to square one!
In the blink of an eye, (Captain) and company again find themselves on a lone island amid an ocean of black.
"Is this the end?" The thought enters (Captain)'s mind for only a second before getting struck down.
With closed eyes, the captain squeezes the Shanti and prays.
Choose: Grant me the power to protect everyone!
Light bursts forth from the Shanti.
The light warps and bends, shape-shifting into a bow.
Vyrn: Is that...
Parashurama: Welcome back, Vijaya.
Vyrn: Vijaya? As in, the one you lost? That Vijaya?
Parashurama: Yes. The prayer of my friend here summoned it back from the brink.
Parashurama: Now take it, and purify that cursed monster! You have been deemed worthy!
(Captain) quickly reaches for the bow.
The moment (Captain)'s hand wraps around the divine grip, a surge of power flows through the captain's body, and (Captain) hears a familiar voice.
Shiva's Voice: Can you hear me, child of man?
Shiva's Voice: What you hold in your hand is most undoubtedly my bow, Vijaya.
Shiva's Voice: I shall lend you my aid in piercing the asura's orchestrator. Trust yourself in my hands.
(Captain)'s body begins to move on its own, aiming the bow at the gigantic mass.
At the same time, the power overflowing from (Captain)'s body racks the captain with incredible pain.
Nevertheless, (Captain) fights through the agony. Suddenly a soothing warmth spreads through (Captain)'s back and arms.
Vyrn: You got this, buddy! Fire away!
Lyria: We're right behind you, (Captain)! Everything's going to be okay!
Parashurama: No scratch is going to keep me from propping you up!
Parashurama: Now, my friend! Strike at the heart of evil!
Everyone present lends their prayers, which channel into Vijaya and set it aglow.
Shiva's Voice: Connivers of a foregone era, the children of man pray for your destruction. Fly true, annihilating arrow!
Coil of Hatred: Gyaaaah!
The prayer-infused arrow pierces the mass, which explodes into a shower of new arrows of light.
The arrows rain back down on the monsters, incinerating them.
Vyrn: Whoa! Vijaya kicks serious butt!
The radiant downpour eradicates all of the foul monsters, though leaving behind scattered puddles of the orchestrator.
Vyrn: H-hey! You okay, (Captain)?
Parashurama: A normal person would've been burned alive from the inside if they had tasted that much power. (Captain) won't be able to move for a bit.
Parashurama: But thanks to you, much of the curse was purified, and now the island can—
As if to show Parashurama that he has spoken too soon, black fog spews forth, blanketing the sky.
Hatred's Voice: Prayer... Miracles... Hope... Salvation... It is filth! Vile, disgusting filth!
Hatred's Voice: Die! Die! Die! I wish you devastation! Disgrace! Ruination! Extinction!
Coil of Hatred: Grooaar!
Lyria: N-no! This can't be happening!
The black fog coalesces into a figure that roars with resentment.
Rising from the jaws of defeat is the cursed avatar that has unceasingly terrorized this land. This time it truly feels as if nothing can prevent the survivors from succumbing to despair.
Coil of Hatred: Gyaaaah!
But when all seems lost, a bolt of lightning cleaves the blackened heavens and strikes the monstrosity with deadly precision.
Supreme Destroyer of Blight: Scene 3
Shiva's wrath not only decimates the black mass but the entire archipelago and the sky around it. He then restores the blue sky, the islands, and their inhabitants back to the way they were. Thus the roots of the Otherworldly scourge are ripped from Tripla forever. Parashurama promises to fight evil throughout the Sky Realm to atone for his mistakes. Meanwhile, Shiva reiterates his faith in (Captain) and entrusts Vijaya to the captain.
Coil of Hatred: Gyaargh!
The orchestrator screams from being pierced by the lightning bolt. The blackened sky crackles with electricity and rumbles with thunder.
Parashurama: Witness the wrath of Mahadeva.
Everyone's eyes are mesmerized by the high-voltage phenomenon in the sky, including (Captain).
Parashurama: I've witnessed his anger before, but I have never seen Mahadeva this furious!
Coil of Hatred: Gyaargh!
As the black mass burns asunder, another figure floats out of its body.
Shiva: ...
Coil of Hatred: Damn you, Mahadeva! Odious incarnate of destruction!
Shiva: Even in death, you clung to this world with your curse, sowing chaos throughout the land and reaping the ruin it burgeoned.
Shiva: Drown in nothingness under the crushing weight of your sins, never to resurface.
Hundreds upon thousands of lightning bolts plunge toward the earth, ripping the orchestrator and the island to shreds.
Coil of Hatred: Aaaagh! I will... We still...
Shiva: Ancient one of a bygone era, my lightning purges the corruption wrought by the asura.
Shiva: Never again shall their taint be allowed to emerge in these skies.
Shiva: Feel the full force of my ire.
Shiva: Pashupatastra!
The sky becomes flooded with light, darkness erased in a flash, as if a painter has splashed white paint onto a black canvas.
One's sense of time seems to be lost.
When (Captain) finally awakens, there are no familiar green trees, brown soil, or even blue skies. Only a world of white.
Parashurama: Ah, you're up. How are you feeling?
Vyrn: Nngh... What happened to us?
Lyria: Where are we?
Parashurama: I don't know, but I think that used to be Tripla Archipelago over there.
Parashurama points to charred rocky chunks floating in the air.
It's as if a chunk of the sky has been carved out.
Lyria: Wait! What about the islanders!
Parashurama: I didn't see any of them when I awoke. Looks like it's just us.
Lyria: Oh dear!
Vyrn: So, like... the whole archipelago is completely gone?
Vyrn: When Shiva said he'd destroy everything I didn't think he'd blow up the sky too...
???: Do not be alarmed.
Lyria: Shiva! You're okay!
Shiva: And you all are no worse for wear. By the grace of the oath we ordained, the people were protected. Well done.
Shiva: For far too long this land was infested with Taraka's deep-seated hatred and the asura curse. Hence total destruction was the only recourse.
Shiva: Otherwise a repeat of atrocity would return in due time.
Vyrn: Yeah, but did ya have to cream the whole sky too? That was out of line, pal!
Shiva: Incorrect. This is not the end, but merely the beginning.
Shiva: Observe. This is the duty I have been given. This is the salvation I bestow.
Shiva then immolates the island fragments in apocalyptic fire, and the rising ashes begin to sprinkle the bleached canvas with color.
Eventually every speck of ash is spent.
Lyria: Wow! The island and everything on it is back! Even the town!
(Captain) and company alight on a patch of soft green grass, whose blades reach out toward the beautiful sun.
They watch townspeople go about their everyday lives in a town that stands unblemished. It's as if the nightmare had never happened.
Vyrn: Huh... Feels like we dreamed all that stuff about monsters and lightning...
Shiva: Although the land has been reborn, that does not change the reality of what occurred.
Shiva: All of the lives lost. All of the souls consumed by the asura. They cannot be restored.
Shiva: However, they have been purified. As for the survivors of the scourge, their memories of the foul nightmare have been expunged.
Shiva: The land is now truly free of the asura's curse. Life may continue in tranquility as it was meant to.
Shiva's words fill (Captain) with a sense of relief that the ordeal is finally over.
Now that the situation has settled down, something in (Captain)'s hand draws the captain's attention. Looking down, Vijaya, having lost its glow, still rests in (Captain)'s palm.
Parashurama: Well, it looks like Vijaya has found a new marksman worthy of following.
Shiva: So it does. Ever more crucial turning points will arise on your journey.
Shiva: Do not hesitate to have Vijaya by your side when the times call for it.
Despite the primals' reassurances, (Captain) still isn't sure if it's okay to keep the bow.
Shiva: You may. The Vijaya I originally forged was lost long ago.
Shiva: You hold in your hands a reborn Vijaya, one willed into existence by your prayers and those of the living.
Shiva: No other is more deserving of that bow than you.
Hearing those words, (Captain) gazes reverently at the weapon and nods.
Choose: I'll protect everyone with this bow.
Shiva: Good. That shall do.
Heartened by (Captain)'s vow, Shiva nods with approval and then looks up at the sky.
Shiva: The winds of fate have changed. There is no need to linger here.
Shiva: How will you go forth in the future, Parashurama?
Parashurama: Since the asura have been eternally purged from the land, I don't have a reason to stay here either.
Parashurama: But seeing as how I have yet to make amends for all of my sins, I shall travel the realm and sanctify the lands where evil grows thick, thus bringing mortals peace of mind.
Next, Parashurama addresses the crew.
Parashurama: You are all such noble and upstanding people. I'm overjoyed to have met you, my friends.
Parashurama: Should we ever have the chance to meet again on our travels, I hope we may swap stories as comrades.
Vyrn: Sure thing! There's a ton of cool peeps in the crew you just gotta meet!
Lyria: Don't be a stranger! Feel free to visit our ship anytime you want!
Parashurama: Will do. I wish you the best of luck on your journey.
Parashurama: Well, Mahadeva. Until next time.
Shiva: Until then.
After a final salute goodbye, Parashurama catches a ride on a gust of wind.
Shiva: And now I believe it is my turn to depart.
Shiva: Never forget, my adherents, that so long as I have your devotion, I shall always be by your side.
Shiva: Never hesitate to summon my aid in times of need. Wherever you go, your voices shall always reach me.
Lyria: Yep, we know! We'll keep praying to you every day like we promised we would!
Shiva nods at Lyria, then turns to (Captain).
Shiva: Child of man, your journey has no end. You will continue to encounter new experiences until your final breath.
Shiva: Many bouts of sadness and hardships may abound along the way.
Shiva: Know that only those with the fortitude to spurn despair and forge on shall arrive at the destination they seek.
Shiva: You are one such intrepid individual.
Shiva: The fact that Vijaya has chosen you is further proof of my conviction. As my adherent, one I respect, walk your chosen paths with head held high.
(Captain) accepts Shiva's encouragement, squeezing Vijaya's grip with reinvigorated determination.
Shiva: Good. Farewell, my adherents. We shall meet again.
Lyria: It's going to be lonely without Shiva and Parashurama around.
Vyrn: Hey, you heard what they said. We'll meet up again some day. Bet we'll have lots of interesting tales to share.
Choose: Shall we get going ourselves?
Lyria: Yeah! Let's go, (Captain)! Vyrn!
Vyrn: Yahoo! Can't wait to see what's next on our trip!
Turning away from the town, the crew set their sights on a new adventure.
Behind them they can still hear the cheerful voices of townspeople embarking on a new future of their own.
Categories:
- Scenario Character: Shiva
- Scenario Character: Vyrn
- Scenario Character: Lyria
- Scenario Character: Parashurama
- Scenario Character: Humanoid Monster
- Scenario Character: Watchman
- Scenario Character: Humanoid Monsters
- Scenario Character: ???
- Scenario Character: Coil of Hatred
- Character Fate Scenario
- Max Lvl Fate
- Scenario Character: Monster
- Scenario Character: Old Lady
- Scenario Character: Monster Horde
- Scenario Character: Colossus
- Fate Gender Check
- Scenario Character: Shiva's Voice
- Scenario Character: Hatred's Voice
- Gender Variants Checked