>Setting: Final Destination<

The world around me is cold, silent. My ears only pick up the sound of my unsteady breath and nothing else. I raise my staff, saying, "Purify!" at the world of darkness around me, attempting to add some light. No effect. What on earth is this place?

I take a step forward into the shadows. I suddenly lose my step and nearly fall. I catch myself and step backwards, cautiously. Wherever I am, it does not have much room for me to stand. You'd expect some better treatment for a goddess of light.

Suddenly, I feel great shake at my feet. I drop to my knees so I don't lose balance. My grip to my staff and shield tighten greatly. Small droplets of salty sweat drip down my forehead as I take heavy breaths. I feel myself slowly moving downwards. A sound of clockwork begins to ring in my ear, slowly ticking, steadily getting louder and louder.

I notice a faint light begin to immerse from below. I take a look and see a large floating platform far below. It is brightly colored, but something about it seems off. The tint to it, the shading, seems...sinister.

As I inch closer, I witness something. A young girl with dark blue hair is standing on the platform. She looks distressed. At her side is a sword she is gripping tightly. She paces back and forth before unsheathing her sword, appearing to shout something.

I stand up and glare down at her. The pedestal I stand on steadily reaches down until it finally ends at the sinister platform. I take a step off and catch a glimpse at the girl. Her eyes are a faint blue. I can see ambition in her, but also fear. She wears a quaint golden crown on top of her head and flowing blue cap, matched by two tall boots, reaching her knees.

I see her eyes shoot up and down at me. She's studying me; analyzing me.

But, a sudden urge flows through my body. I suddenly feel the need to attack her; I suddenly want to attack her.

The way the girl is looking at me now, I can tell she wants to do the same. With her unsheathed sword, she arches back. She places her feet firmly and stretches her sword behind her. The girl then launches herself forward, urging her sword ahead, straight towards me. I lift my shield in front of myself, waiting for her attack to hit.