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The Rood of Iocus, an inversion of the Blood-Sin.

The Blood-Sin (also known as the Rood Inverse, Holy Win, andEnsanguined Rood) is a tattoo of great power in Vagrant Story. Whoever bears it upon their back has the power to control the Dark and the city of Leá Monde. It was first born by the Kildean priestess, Müllenkamp, and those who followed her cult. After the influence of the cult waned and the Iocus priesthood dominated the region, the Blood-Sin symbol was adopted and inverted to be known as the "Rood of Iocus". This symbolizes their aversion of the Darkness the cult had worshiped. The priesthood had since labeled the Blood-Sin symbol as the "Rood Inverse".

Somehow, the lineage of Müllenkamp survived, and the Blood-Sin has since passed through the family of Duke Bardorba. Sydney Losstarot, the Duke's son, holds the Blood-Sin for much of Vagrant Story, and his main goal is to pass it off to another who will not abuse its Dark powers. Both Jan Rosencrantz and Romeo Guildenstern desire the power of the Dark, and so search for "the Key", not knowing it was this tattoo all along. Guildenstern goes as far as to tear the tattoo off Sydney's back so as to obtain the power of Darkness, though he only bears it for a short time. In the end, both Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead, and its powers instead pass to Ashley Riot, a Riskbreaker with no love for the Dark. He becomes a vagrant, and never uses its power for evil.

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Sickness

I ran as fast i could as soon as i realized. I usually kept a thread of my life attached to hers, so as to always know how she feels and that she's safe, but this time, i had been tired, and couldn't afford to have my essence spread so thin. But now, i ran, putting the entirety of my divine energy in my strides, in my leaps, as i ran over the city, back home to my beloved.

My desire arrived before i did, my soul manifesting itself as a soothing calm that enveloped her minutes before i arrived. It was as if my spirit had raced ahead to her and now my body was running to catch up. She laid in our bed, her brow damp with sweat. She was feverish, i didn't need to touch her to know this.

I perceived the entirety of the house with my essence as it diffused to encompass her surroundings. I could feel the taint of disease in the jagged shards of pottery on which she cut herself, and from it's positioning could tell that it had fallen from the kitchen table, smashing itself against the floor. Knowing her, she probably heard it break, and went to pick it up, when she accidentally cut herself.

My body was coming inside the door, and i rejoined it, concentrating all my power once again. I sprinted to her side, grabbing her hand in mine. She was unconscious, mumbling to herself as her body fought it's invaders. I caressed her cheeks, placing a soft kiss on her lips as i did so.

I then cupped my hands together, pooling the essence of my spirit in the space between them. It looked like a silvery liquid, shimmering as if thousands of stars twinkled in it's depths. It would take me years to recover myself from this, but they would be empty years if i lost her.

I placed my hands to her lips, letting a shard of my divinity pour down into her lips. I could feel myself weakening from the expenditure as i felt her strengthen. Her body's natural processes increased to preternatural heights, scouring the infection from her body. I could see her sweat congeal a dark fluid as her body ejected the sickness, and then purified it with it's newfound powers.

After only a few seconds, she opened her eyes, just in time to see me stagger and drop to my knees besides her. Her concern was obvious on her face, more for me than for herself, even though she had been on the brink of death.

I smiled at this, at her love as it radiated from her, litterally shining forth from her with her innate spirit, reinforced as it was now with mine. Showing me beyond any doubt that the choice i had made was the right one.

This was the woman i wanted to spend my life with for the rest of eternity.

~speechless~

Today in the line to get lunch at work, I was listening to music on my phone, and suddenly a recording comes up. When I raise the volume to identify what is it, it's my baby singing ~The Greatest Love~, by Whitney Houston.

My eyes water up immediately. I was so stupid to lose her. I remember sometimes that she would sing and I would actually get upset, because she wouldn't let me listen to the song by itself... now her voice is music itself, no matter what's coming from her lips...

I miss her so much, but I have to be strong. For myself, and if there will ever be a future us, which I hope, I must still be here...