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That's right, you're currently standing across from your friend. Your jaw is clenched tight, and your fist is clenched even tighter, a strange mixture of sadness and anger welling up in your heart. You hadn't expected to cross paths again like this, drawn together once more by fate no doubt. You had investigating the rumors of a truly despicable Demon that terrorized the nearby villages at night and retreated to some unknown den by day, and it seems he too had picked up on its trail, leading to the two of you meeting within the Demon's lair.
"Olibu." The man you once thought of as a brother speaks up, eyes locked with yours. Unlike you, all he has is a terse frown to show his displeasure - besides the coldness of his tone.
"Oyal..." You respond, tensing up a bit more before releasing some of that tension. "Why are you here?" You demand to know.
"You know why." He says, turning to face you fully now and placing a hand on the pommel of his sword.
"Haven't you had enough bloodshed yet?!" You can't help but shout at him, knowing what he's been doing around the world. "The wounds of the past won't heal through revenge! Let me deal with this one." You almost plead with him.
"If you think that I'm only doing this for revenge..." Oyal replies, eyes narrowing dangerously. "Then you don't know me at all." He says, a pang of guilt going through your heart. It's true that you only barely know who he is today...had his reasons truly grown since the last time you met? Or...did you misunderstand his intentions in the first place?
"I know that you've been killing anyone who stands in your way indiscriminately. I know that you've been hunting even the Demons that keep to themselves and haven't hurt a single soul. I know that...you slaughtered an entire village of them, and even the noble warriors that tried to stand up and stop your massacre." You say, fists clenched so hard that your hands start to shake.
"Down to the women and the children." Oyal admits. "And I would do it again. I will do it again. Until every last demon is driven from our world, Olibu. I'm simply doing what you lack the fortitude to do." He claims.
"Can't you see the madness in that, brother!?" You try to reach out to him.
"We're not brothers! Not anymore." He says, unsheathing his blade and raising it to point right at your head. "I would never call someone as weak as you my brother. You want to save everyone, yet you refuse to do what it takes to do so. I'll have enough power to do it twice over soon enough. Now...I'm going to tell you the same thing I told all those 'noble warriors' I cut down. Step aside now, or die." He warns you.
"..." You're silent for a few moments, the tension in the air between the two of you almost thick enough to cut. You don't move at all.
"...Then so be it." He says, lunging forward at you, blade slipping through the air in a thrust right towards your chest.
