Promised (Reluctant) Victory In Remnant

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-Story Start-

Cold.

...

No.

It was freezing.

So bitingly cold, that it had been impossible to open his eyes.

To move.

To breath.

To... exist.

...

Warmth surged from the very depths of his soul, as Aura wrapped around him protectively to fight back against the unbearable chill.

His grip subconsciously tightened at the hilt of a sword that refused to leave his grip, a sword that had found itself in his hands once more.

...

Cold, again... yet manageable.

...

Screams.

Torturous.

Agonized.

Helpless...

The cries of anguish surrounded him from all sides before he could even pry his eyes open.

It was... unsettling.

...

Even so, Alex refused to open his eyes upon realization of where he had found himself.

It's only a little cold... if he just tries his best to ignore the cries, and disassociate from them... wouldn't that be fine?

With his eyes closed, he lay down on the coarse ground beneath him.

Or so... he believed it was coarse.

His back lay on a... paradoxical material going by the feeling.

The rough, sandy yet hard ground he lay on, suddenly felt like he lay in liquid.

Crude, then fluid.

Then, he felt as if he was falling.

Fluid, then gaseous.

Only to be exchanged by some kind of strange magnetism or electrocution wrapping his body, only diverted by his Aura.

Gaseous, then plasmatic.

And then...

Back to solid form.

All in a continuous, circular harmony that boggled the mind, and the eyes if he had been determined to open them.

He nodded to himself firmly, 'I won't like what I see if I open my eyes, so I shouldn't.'

He confirmed his intent to try his best to ignore his surroundings as he pondered his horrible situation and tried to make heads or tails of things.

First of whom was...

Tightening his grip on the warm, reassuring hilt his right hand held onto, he recalled what had happened prior to his transfer.

He was here to be tortured.

To be punished and yet... the miracle stood by his side.

He opened his eyes to gaze at it with mixed feelings.

Confusion.

Relief.

He couldn't put his finger on it.

Alex mumbled with subdued, conflicted emotion, "Why... why did you stay with me?" His eyes were transfixed on Excalibur.

The Sword Of Promised Victory.

A Legend Weaved Purely Out Of Hope.

The Crystallization Of The Prayer Named - 'Glory'.

...

Even as the malleable ground beneath him shifted between the four different forms of matter, even as those anguished cries surrounded him from all directions...

Excalibur's light thrummed reassuringly.

For a moment, as he felt its overwhelming power having changed for some unknown reason - he felt his Aura being intact.

Recalling the other Noble Phantasm that had stuck to his side; he truly had no inkling as to why.

'Is it because I'm hopeless?'

'Is it because I'm a human?'

'Is it pity?'

Those thoughts coursed through Alex's mind as he contemplated and failed to reach any conclusive answer.

...

After he had treated them, especially Excalibur so poorly.

Calling it 'Stick'.

A tool forced upon him by a cosmic being with power beyond his comprehension.

Excalibur did not care.

And clearly...

A tiny smile formed on Alex's face as he gazed upon the foreign letters etched onto the Golden Blade, "The System has its limits."

It could give, but could not take.

Was it the nature of the very Noble Phantasms that allowed them to resist it?

Alex didn't know... but he was grateful nonetheless.

Slowly closing his eyes, Alex huffed tiredly as he ignored as best he could, "With you two, I think I can power through this."

The screams were unpleasant, but not unbearable.

Like prickly knives, they stabbed at Alex's consciousness as he did his best to dismiss the noise.

...

As seconds trickled by, some of the screams were mixed with the cries of women and children which only worsened things for Alex.

'This is Purgatory, those are probably the dead.' He concluded quickly, with a troubled frown.

Even if wanted to, he likely couldn't do anything for them.

...

Alex did his best to ignore his surroundings given his Aura and his innate talent of ignoring issues was working overtime.

No System to force him to act.

Nothing.

However...

His surroundings did not ignore him.

...

His unnatural, almost disturbing instincts forewarned him to move.

Alex declined those heedings.

He was confident in the System's miscalculation.

His Aura and Avalon will handle all trouble.

He should focus on not losing his mind hearing those cries that seemed to never end.

Right?

...

He regretted that decision.

For the [Only Mortal In Purgatory] can never have respite.

To Be Continued!

-Author Note Start-

I know you hate me for giving you such a tiny nibble.

But don't you worry pals!

This Purgatory isn't an Alex torture simulator since he's got good ol Excali and Avalo.

Something significant will be occurring in this lil month.

I presume 2-3 chapters will be how much it takes for this Purgatory arc to be settled, showcasing it in its fullest is a waste IMO - I really only gotta show a couple of things that'll be vital for the futuah!

While Excalibur refused removal of its own volition.

What about Avalon?

Was it simply, just resisting since it's EX-ranked Gigachad Sheath?

Or something more?

That's my only clue my furendos!

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