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Stein's Final Moments
Alone, that was the feeling he felt, as he laid on the table in the surgical room in the Hohkmat clinic. Fear made itself known as well, as he was recently cured from vampirism in that very room. The fear only grew as the restraints seemed to get tighter and the room spinning. Two others made there way in, separate, and at different times. They were once friends, family even if it came down to it. But his actions caused them to forget him as someone good. Hour's passed by as Stein, now called Almer, laid there on the surgical table, waiting for his fate to be decided. The door creaked open and his restraints came loose, allowing himself to sit up. His fate had been decided, the only thing he could do, was make it painless. The choices were simple, die a painful death, or be put to sleep, feeling nothing. The decision was simple, as he took the Nightsap juice given to him.
Before drinking, memories of his life flashed in his mind, memories of his childhood on his farm with his family, that he had forgotten so long ago. Now taking a drink of the juice, memories of his time in Reinmar, the friends he made that grew into a family outside of his original home on the farm. And as he slowly drifted away, his memories were of his new friends, now wishing him dead. The last image that made it's way to his mind was everyone he knew, gathered together. Almost like a final farewell, even though he did not deserve it. As his death drew near a tear rolled down his face, before his heart stopped, his limbs and body turning cold, and his image, slowly fading away, into the darkness, as he drew his very last breath.
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OOC NOTE:
Finally, after almost three months of playing as Stein/Njal/Almer, I have finally made the decision to pk him. This wasn't the ending I wanted for him, however this is the ending I am giving him. I am taking this time to thank everyone that was a part of his life, these past three months on the server have been a blast. Stein and myself have made a lot of friends that I hope to keep and play along side them with other characters I make. So for those reading this thank you and to anyone that knows, give a salute as "The Stone Fortress" has finally fallen.
I will now take the time to thank those that have impacted Stein's life greatly @FunkehMelon @melonth @ickyNuN @confusedjester @Rocky_Wolf @SmothBM @Irishmanmichael and of course many more that I am sadly too lazy to actually search up and apologize for it. However though not everyone that has impacted Stein's life will be on here, I have not forgotten you and will never forget you. So thank you all for the fun three months, and I will see you all in my next lives <3!
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Within the Mage capital. A place filled with voidal energies, with people with twisted beliefs and motives of all shapes and sizes.
But another thing it held was a dingy little tavern. Which on the top floor housed the small home of the bar's owner.
A house that was filled with sorrow... and regret... lit with nothing but a dim latern in the black almost star less night as the tavernkeeper herself looked out her window.
Latern beside her as she leaned atop her workbench, scattered pieces of metal... mage gold... and enchanted material all around. Books spread around on the floor, some torn... chests and storage littered the room with the only sort of comfort being the rolled up sleeping bag within the corner.
Stifled crys stemming from the girl.. tears flowing down just the left side of her face. The right... the golden atronach eye was incapable of emotion or at least of showing it. But deep down... even if one eye did not present it she felt a great despair.
The echos of Sarah, the vizer of the chamber of fire, word's playing over and over within her mind. She sat in pained silence for a few moments before finally breaking the clicks and screeches of the crickets outside.
"H-He's.." The girl was shaking... her white and golden dress moving alongside her... her breath was shallow and quick. Though all she could do was breathe in the stale air of her home.
She did not finish the next sentence... instead a deeper... a raspier... voice.. one belonging to a male spoke instead. "<He is gone... Gloria... he is gone...>" the void uttered. A keen ear being able to pick up on the fact the voice stemmed from the leather bound book hanging at the girl's belt. The singular illustrated golden eye looking up her.. a look of almost concern. Despite how unpleasant the book's voice was it carried a unfamiliar and uncharistic tenderness.
Gloria threw her down to the desk... shielding it from the outside world was her tears and cries were no longer able to be held back. "I... I k-Know..." The young artificer finally said with strained breath.
Her mind flashing to when she had first met the man.. how he had comforted her as she looked at the severed elf heads in horror... how he had complimented her eyes. How she invited him home and cooked for him.
At first it was awful... but she had spent hours reading cook books just to learn for him. She had gained a skill just for him.
She cooked him more often, invited him in whenever she could. The memory now was almost painful for her to remember. How one of the darkest parts of her life started with such a happy moment.
The girl's eyes tightly shut as the flash of memories entered her weary brain.
She had invited him over for dinner again, they talked for hours and hours... and eventually she saw his scarring, remnants of past battles. He had slowly grown comfortable enough to show her something personal. And she vowed to keep him away from anymore damages... finally she confessed her feelings to him. Trying to be as subtle as possible.
"Playing... it off... distracting him with the weather... In a windowless room.." The girl muttered to herself. The joy of the memory having turned to sickly sour feeling.
She had vowed to protect him... to stand by his side as he did when she had first connected to the void. Yet... she could not.
He had died... because she failed him oh so many times... once in front of her... beheaded and then directly because of her... he had changed his face... his name... went into hiding yet he was still the same man. Or was he?
Gloria winced as she remembered her last few moments with him. He attacked her family, her sisters. Held one hostage in an attempt to escape and had brutalized the other. Yet... when he was dealt with and he woke back up he showed both... remorse and regret.
The girl didn't truly know why... she thought her love had died once he turned undead but had he really...? Could he have still be redeemed...?
"It does not matter now.." The girl muttered pushing down her own thoughts. She did not want to think about the alternatives to what she did. But one thing she did about was the last things she wanted to say... a final goodbye.
She looked to the window and spotted a singular star floating within the sky as if enchanted with alter position.
Both organic and inorganic eyes focused upon it as she gave her last words.
"Stein... you went by many names... but by far my favorite was Stein. The one I knew you by, the man I fell in love with. While your different faces all looked charming... to me the original you, the true you had always been my favorite. Reinmar... and the events that I couldn't have stopped drove you mad... you did actions you did not wish to. And so I choose not to remember those. Those were done by Almer... my first enemy and heartbreak. Almer was the monster, the demon who nearly took my sisters.
He is not a proper representation of what you should and shall be remembered as. I shall remember you as the man I cooked for... the one who purposed to me.. the one who stayed by me and helped me during my first connection during struggling with my voidal sickness.
Stein was a man whom I loved dearly... but he has not been with me for quite some time. I realize that now... Stein died long before Almer was laid to rest. That the moment I watched you beheaded was the true moment Stein was gone and Almer was born.
Almer shall always be remembered as the monster... but Stein... the true Stein... your heart ... your pure human heart... I shall forever remember and cherish. The loving man whom I wished to marry and who.. I knew would not last long but perished before I even knew it. But despite that... the time I spent with you has no cost.. it can not be bought nor sold. It is priceless in every way.
So now... I say bye my first love... for I shall... I shall always miss you" and with that the girl walked away with a tear in her left eye.
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Stein's Final Moments
Alone, that was the feeling he felt, as he laid on the table in the surgical room in the Hohkmat clinic. Fear made itself known as well, as he was recently cured from vampirism in that very room. The fear only grew as the restraints seemed to get tighter and the room spinning. Two others made there way in, separate, and at different times. They were once friends, family even if it came down to it. But his actions caused them to forget him as someone good. Hour's passed by as Stein, now called Almer, laid there on the surgical table, waiting for his fate to be decided. The door creaked open and his restraints came loose, allowing himself to sit up. His fate had been decided, the only thing he could do, was make it painless. The choices were simple, die a painful death, or be put to sleep, feeling nothing. The decision was simple, as he took the Nightsap juice given to him.
Before drinking, memories of his life flashed in his mind, memories of his childhood on his farm with his family, that he had forgotten so long ago. Now taking a drink of the juice, memories of his time in Reinmar, the friends he made that grew into a family outside of his original home on the farm. And as he slowly drifted away, his memories were of his new friends, now wishing him dead. The last image that made it's way to his mind was everyone he knew, gathered together. Almost like a final farewell, even though he did not deserve it. As his death drew near a tear rolled down his face, before his heart stopped, his limbs and body turning cold, and his image, slowly fading away, into the darkness, as he drew his very last breath.
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OOC NOTE:
Finally, after almost three months of playing as Stein/Njal/Almer, I have finally made the decision to pk him. This wasn't the ending I wanted for him, however this is the ending I am giving him. I am taking this time to thank everyone that was a part of his life, these past three months on the server have been a blast. Stein and myself have made a lot of friends that I hope to keep and play along side them with other characters I make. So for those reading this thank you and to anyone that knows, give a salute as "The Stone Fortress" has finally fallen.
I will now take the time to thank those that have impacted Stein's life greatly @FunkehMelon @melonth @ickyNuN @confusedjester @Rocky_Wolf @SmothBM @Irishmanmichael and of course many more that I am sadly too lazy to actually search up and apologize for it. However though not everyone that has impacted Stein's life will be on here, I have not forgotten you and will never forget you. So thank you all for the fun three months, and I will see you all in my next lives <3!