It had come to this, the final leap of sorrow. Erozion's heart felt as sore as his back, lashed with wounds that seemed to remain open for far too long.
He had nothing left to keep him motivated, his friends were gone, his body sore, and as of late he had so little to encourage him from making a bad choice. It seemed his father would never see him unless angered, and it seemed his mother misunderstood him and had no time to waste with so many children to care for. What was he? What was his purpose and why did it feel so impossible to heal?
A dull numb in his mind remained constant, not a single thought of joy could spark without the current sense of reality clouding them over.
Erozion had had enough. He agreed to go on a family picnic the next day in a part of the jungle where a steady river flowed. The grove was lined with blossoming trees of pink and white, and the bridge that crossed the river never seemed more welcoming.
For a moment Erozion had second thoughts, but the ache within him drove him to continue. When his family wasn't looking, not noticing his presence even when he spoke softly, he slipped away into the trees and climbed over the branches till he reached the shore and river bridge, then knelt down next to a tree stump.
There he placed his belongings. His wallet, his journal, his motorcycle keys, a family photo, and lastly a letter addressed to his family.
He took a moment of silence and closed his eyes, and like the blossoms of spring his tears fell, a few dotting the letter with a gentle splat.
After a few deep breaths he removed his plating, and even his mask, only leaving his lower armor on. There against the tree stump which appeared now as a shrine, Erozion set his armor, and then placed his mask before the letter and family photo.
He took a few steps back and gazed at this scene with an intense stare, conflicting thoughts flashing through his mind as his tears only grew bigger. With that he turned around and walked across the bridge, stopping in the middle and gazing down at the sparkling river before him.
With one swift push he hoist himself onto the bridge railing, and like a Le Matoran he stood up strait on the narrow ledge as though it were a tree branch, his back facing towards the water.
As he spread his arms out like one enticing for a hug, he looked up at the sky, then closed his eyes and let his weight propel his fall to the water below.
With a large splash he went plummeting, the water engulfing him like welcoming arms as he let himself sink.
For a brief moment his eyes could see the light around him, beaming through the water's sparkling surface, and below him all seemed dark minus gray hues of stone lightly illuminated. These were the final beauties he saw before the current yanked him down, his head hitting the rocks below. It's then that all went black.
"Erozion!" Lewa screams as he snaps from this recurring nightmare. "What is this bad dream?" he pants, feeling as though something had been whispering in his ear, something evil which seemed to clench hold of his heart and show him possibilities of a future no parent would want to face.
Before getting the main image created using parts of my own painting and then some photo manipulations, I made these paintings which were the concept stages of Erozion drowning in a dark dream.
This image relates to a rather dark stage in the Life of Lewa series. There are many dark aspects to the series obviously, but this one in particular was dark enough that I wasn't willing to make it an actual event of the story at that time. I still wanted to introduce it into the role play and fan fiction, so I thought of a way to incorporate it creatively with no fuss about killing off my favorite character.
The story clip I wrote above could be improved, but that's the basics of what happened in that part of the story, hence why I made a picture based off what I imagined the sad scene to look like.
There's more dialogue involved with the rest of the chapter, but I'm just going to explain what happened the rest of the way for now, as reference in case I ever decide to write out the clip in more depth with character dialogue one day.
Before Lewa wakes from the dream he comes from the family picnic searching for Erozion. When he finds the grove and sees Erozion's things on a tree stump, he's highly concerned, glad Venimbus was too occupied with his other kids and didn't follow him to the area.
He reads the letter, and then yells for Kazikii who had been following close behind. The two team up and realize Erozion must have thrown himself off the bridge, and they travel down stream along the shore for a long while.
Finally a horrifying sight is found. There lying limp across fallen trees in the shallower area of the river's path is Erozion.
Lewa goes running and gets right into the water to lift Erozion out. As he does he notices the concussion on Erozion's head and realizes Ero isn't breathing. He does everything he can to revive Erozion, but fails and cries desperately over his son.
Here's the fun part. In the dream Erozion dies, but in the actual RP episode Ero survived this incident and is taken to Orpheus for medical treatment.
The nightmare version sort of just ends where it's most tragic, and in story the reason Lewa was having those nightmares is because the Jusha poison in his system. Plus during that point in the series a Jusha with the ability to tap into ones mind and show them multiple possibilities of the future was playing tricks on Lewa as part of their ongoing experiment. They managed to get into his head by injecting an extra dose of special poison into his neck when he was off guard. This poison allows the dream snatcher (which is what I nick named the Jusha of this ability) to tap into ones mind through the toxin that's agitating the victims system. One poke and they were gone; Lewa never had a chance to catch them.
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