.hack//SIGN Fan Fiction / .hack//LIMINALITY Fan Fiction / .hack//Legend Of Twilight Bracelet Fan Fiction ❯ Episode Two: .hack//Legacy ❯ Inner Universe ( Chapter 18 )

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Chapter Eighteen- Inner Universe- The Real World
 
Dan looked at the clock.
“Zut alors. It's already two in the morning.” He whispered to himself. Instead of logging into The World, which he would normally do if he couldn't sleep, he took a look at the Prophecy.
“If I take it piece by piece, I should be able to decipher it.” He took the first part.
 
“Yet to return, the Gifted Ones
Who quest for the final balance
Rumbles the dark veil.
And Helba, Queen of the dark, has again raised her army.
Sircosgi, Bearer of Light, beacons.
At the entrance to hell they doth meet
Against the Abominable `Horses', together they fight.
Possession's Bearer boils
The Powered One doth fall
The destroyer- she is turned to droplets in the Dark Temple.
Return to nothing, this world of Darkness
Yet to return, the Gifted Ones,
Who quest for the final balance.” He thought for a second.
“It's clear that Jas, Vanessa, Morgan and I are the gifted ones. But, where are we? I mean, why aren't we where we're supposed to be? At least we will return, I suppose.” He looked at the next few lines. “Kinda scary that it mentions me by name. Then again, it mentions Helba as well. Dark, and Light. Freaky. Okay, so we meet at hell: virtual hell, where the final fight will take place.
“Morgan was Possession's bearer. She played an unwilling part in raising Chaos, probably a potion of sorts. So, it is reasonable to say she really DID boil. As for the powered one, that must be Jas. His gift, amplification, gives power. It says that he too will fall. The same about Vanessa, but it calls her the destroyer. Interesting. Wonder what she gets. But, nonetheless, it says that she will fall.”
“The girl, tempted by darkness, turns her back on the light.
The boy who waited for help repeats:
`For sure, for sure, I can't return home'. Even so, the boy didn't know,
The truth at the end of his journey:
The fresh blood of his friends on his hands.”
“This must deal with Casper; she must have been tempted by Darkness. Thus, she can't be with us. But, who is the next person, this boy who waits for help? Could it be me, waiting for a gift? Will I never activate my gift? And, what is this about the end of my journey? I will have blood on my hands? Of my friends? This doesn't make any sense! I'm not killing my friends. But, will I?” He stopped and thought.
“Prophecy is merely a guide, Dan. Continue on!
“When the finger points at the yonder moon, the fool looks not at the fingertip.”
 
“The whole must be changed.
We still have that chance,
Though the time left to us is short.
Yet, we realize,
To change the whole.
You must take out the parts.”
“The first part is about finding the truth. It is before us, but there are those who won't see it. Simple enough. The next is a stanza of hope. We can fight this, but only if we keep it separated. But, if a Horseman can only be raised by the death of another… what does this mean? Is there another thing I should be looking out for? I need to move on.
“The Horsemen mount and darken the land.
The Gifted ones just grieve.
“It is good they are four,
For separated they are,
So retaliate we will.”
“Simple enough. They aren't together, so we can kill them. But, again, is there something else I haven't seen? Another evil? Something that consolidates as I think? What is it? And it mentions us again, grieving. Grieving over what? Hopefully I can figure it out.
“Over the Mountain of Death
An Ape with human speech nears.
The ape asks the boy
“What clings to you?
Bear it, you have not.
Accept it, you must,
And hidden, it remains-
Say not its name.”
“This deals with me. I am the boy. It deals with my gift, I suppose. I have to accept it, but I don't know what it is! DAMN IT! I can't say what it is, but I must accept it, but I don't know what it is! What is it? Also, what is the thing that I am supposed to be fighting! Casper said that I am hurting The World. Am I truly? Are these Horsemen naturally occurring? WHAT ELSE IS THERE? This is frustrating.” He sighed as he put his head on his desk. He looked at the Epitaph of Twilight. He had brought it out for comparison.
“I like this one better: What clings to you? Bear it, you can not, Accept it, you can not, yet hidden, it is: recite its name. I fear I have taken on too heavy of a burden. I mean, now I'm threatening people's livs to do as I want? What's next? What does all this mean? Why don't I have an ability? And why am I going to kill my friends?” Dan gave a deep sigh. “This weight is too much to bear. Yet, it is mine. We can do it, because no one else can. Vanessa's right. We're going in tomorrow. We're going to stop this here and now.” Sircosgi smiled. “But, who am I going to ask to accompany us? I mean, we do need the extra help. But, who? I don't want five people, like last time. This time, I want two people at most. And no extra Wavemasters. Unless, of course, it's Helba. But, of course, she isn't coming. What about Balmung and Blackrose? I don't know. I'm gonna sleep on that decision.” He flicked his work light off. “Until then, good dreams.” He climbed into bed and slowly fell asleep.