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Opening:
Night did everything in his power to change things, but nothing seemed to work. No matter what, he always ended up back at the Oracle with everyone else dead. Time and time again he had to witness people dying around him. It suddenly made him realize that he was powerless to stop it.
When he reached the Oracle he tried to tell it that he was done trying to change things, finally going to accept that he couldn't save anyone, but it somehow always convinced him to try again. He knew that it was pointless, but every single time he had a faint hope that he could do something about it, despite knowing he couldn't.
The worst part of it was seeing Marissa die over and over. It hurt him worse every time. He began to lose track of the number of times he had gone back as he was overwhelmed by sorrow. He made his way to the Oracle, not caring anymore.
"What's the matter child?" It asked.
"Why are you doing this?"
"For you of course. You believe deep down that if you go back you can save them, all I'm doing is granting your desire."
"I can't though. No matter how many times I try, it just isn't possible!"
"Do you really have so little faith in yourself?"
Night didn't respond.
"You have the power inside of you. Perhaps you simply don't care about them."
"Shut up!" he snapped. "I've tried everything I can. If I didn't care about them I would have just let them die."
"So you admit defeat? That isn't like you."
"Don't talk like you know me!"
"Just trust me." The Oracle said "One more time."
Night sighed. "What's the use?" he asked, but it was too late. The Oracle had sent him back against his will.
He let things play out like the first time. Everyone's death was terrible, but he put up with it up until they got to the corridor. He stopped and watched Marissa go on ahead. He covered his ears and shut his eyes, but the gunshot seemed louder than ever. It echoed through his mind as he walked around the corner.
All the shock he would have once felt was gone as he looked at the sight before him. Ryuk stood over Marissa's dead body, looking confident as ever. Night felt a wave of anger, but something inside him seemed to contain it. He walked down the corridor, right past Ryuk.
"What's the matter? Don't you want to kill me?!?"
"Why bother?"
"You cant be serious."
"Why do you even care. Shouldn't you be glad I'm letting you live?"
"No! That defeats the entire purpose. If you don't let your rage consume you how can you expect to become stronger?"
"How is that any concern of yours?"
"Haven't you realized yet? That's the only reason you can't break the cycle. The Oracle would stop this if you just let your emotions consume you."
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Closing:
"So that's it huh? It doesn't care about what I want, it's just trying to turn me into some sort of monster."
"Exactly, and in order to do so you must kill me."
"Not interested." Night said. He continued walking down the corridor.
He hadn't gone very far when suddenly he felt a sword at his throat.
"Either you kill me or I kill you." Ryuk said, clearly insane.
"Fine."
Ryuk lowered his blade, glad to have it his way.
Night saw his chance. He jabbed Ryuk in the stomach with his elbow and turned around. He fired a spear Ryuk from point blank range with as much force as he could. It dug into his flesh. The tip burst through his back and the spear continued to fly down the corridor, embedding itself in the wall.
Night went on to the Oracle leaving Ryuk pinned there, cursing and struggle to get free. He entered the room.
"So, you have it all figured out, don't you?" The Oracle asked. "Regardless, I can still send you back as much as I like. If you refuse to express your anger than sorrow shall suffice."
"No!" A voice said. Night recognized it was the same voice that had tried to warn him earlier.
"I won't allow you to control him!"
"And what do you possibly expect to do about it?" The Oracle asked.
"This." A massive burst of magical energy shot forth from Night's chest and the entire room shattered like glass. Night collapsed.
What was that?!? he asked himself as he rose to his feet. Looking around he noticed that the room looked about the same. Looking over at the Oracle he saw that it was suddenly missing a chunk. The size matched the crystal that Sedric had put in him.
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Ending:
"Night!" The voice called to him "You have to destroy it!"
A sword of sky blue energy formed infront of him. He reached out and grabbed it.
The Oracle seemed to be giving off dangerously high amounts of magic energy. Two clouds began to form and slowly took shape. They became solid. Two giant suits of armor now stood between Night and the Oracle. He approached them cautiously.
As he got near they seemed to come to life. He stepped back as more magic formed infront of them and took the shape of two battleaxes. They seemed to stand in his way, but made no move towards him.
He walked near them again, wondering if they had shut off or something. The second he had gotten close enough for them to reach him they both grabbed their axes, moving with surprising speed considering how big they were. Both axes came crashing down and Night jumped back just in time to avoid getting hit.
The room was to small to move around them, and Night was trying to think of a way past them when the voice spoke to him again.
"They're just illusions, they can't touch you." Night put his faith in this and walked towards the Oracle. The suits of armor swung their axes at him again, but they just passed right through him.
The armor suddenly dispersed into clouds of magic and the room began to shake and the clouds combined and took the shape of something much larger. They formed a sort of giant deformed demon. It hurled itself at him.
"There's nothing to fear. It isn't real." The voice reassured him.
"SHUT UP!" The Oracle screamed.
The demon vanished and the floor between him and the Oracle collapsed, revealing a pit of lava. Night looked at it, and then at the Oracle. He had noticed a theme in everything it had done. He stepped forward to find that the ground was still there. Another cloud of magic formed as the Oracle tried to come up with something else.
Night ran over to the Oracle and jabbed his sword into the center. It exploded it a burst of bright light.
Night sword disappeared and he took a step back. It was finally over! He breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly he felt something poke his back. In an instant the blade tore through his heart and exited his through his chest.
End