Sitting here atop my throne
I watch the battle unfold below
Ren, having just taken a suicidal chance
Sara, handling herself quite well
Both deadlocked in battle
I ponder, could it be…Ren could become the future king?
Or perhaps…Sara, will be the first Clocktower Queen?
I sit here endlessly in pain
My suffering driving me to insanity
This place, using me as a fuel source of agony
I watch as Ren looks ahead, hoping The Kid is dead
It is not so, he doesn’t see
As long as the woman Sara fights lives
There will be no stopping The Kid
So he hangs on, struggling to survive…
He’s quite weak
I can sense him losing his grip
Just barely keeping up
Soon he’ll lose it all if Sara doesn’t fell the woman
In her own vicious battle
Time is against them both…
Soon the Clocktower will leave
Trapping these two eternally
Were there any chance of an escape
They have to end this battle before them with great haste!
Sara, I wonder now
As you fight this mere representation the Clocktower has made
Are you willing to do what it takes…are you prepared to give up everything?
That is what you will have to do, if you hope to save Ren from impending doom
You see, if you survive the battle, get to me in time…
It is then a potential decision awaits
Fell me, then which one of you takes my place?
I see you fighting with an extreme ferocity
Perhaps you will both be able to rival me?
Standing on survivals edge
You refuse to give up Ren
Though you no longer have eyes
You still fight The Kid
I’m impressed to say I think you are better blind
Maybe it’s the instinctive will to survive
Or perhaps it is your love for Sara?
Somehow though you continue to fight
Scythe to claws, a downright hellish assault
Dodging so gracefully, attack after attack
Finally finding openings
You defy the reality before you
Still, even as you have landed some cuts on The Kid
The true battle is just beginning
He is shaking The Clocktower itself
Drawing more power from my suffering
The Kid’s infinite strength
His ever increasing speed
It is drawn from me!
The Clocktower is downright evil
Using me as its infinite energy source
Never letting me die!
It strategically keeps Sara busy with a mere puppet of itself
All the while brining you Ren, closer to a permanent death
Sara you need to hasten your attacks
Continuing to be deadlocked will only guarantee both your deaths
I root for you both…this is the closest anyone has come
To facing me
Yes, Sara push forward, look for every opening you can
Don’t let the Clocktower win!
Your strategy is impressive, drawing her near to you
Waiting for the slightest opening to strike!
I’m amazed how quickly you fly head first into a direct attack
Cutting it to pieces with your scythe
Descimating it through sheer force of will
Know though the Clocktower is merely gauging your ability now
It withholds its true power in case you survive
The true sight of power to be beheld
Should you stand before me in battle!
There you are gaining an edge
Brilliantly using your rage and focusing it in such a way
You simply stood there as lighting was sent your way
Blocking it before it even got to you
A mere thought in your mind, and a force field of energy stops everything!
I’m impressed, it is clear you’ve learned much through your suffering
Ren is still hanging on edge, however he is far less focused
He hasn’t been able to control the rage within himself
All his pain, his hate…he can’t channel it the way you do…
No REN survives because he feels he has too
Either one of you would make a brilliant future King or Queen
That’s what this place is banking on
If you survive the challenges it creates
All the suffering…
It is only too late you realize, that is its game
YES! Way to draw the Clocktower in Sara!
Snow has now ravaged the fields
A blizzard no doubt summoned from your power
I see how you focus your pain
Hoping to blind your enemy
It is sheer beauty to see you fade in and out
Blending from place to place…
Dropping bursts of energy as distraction
The Clocktower is unsure of where you are now…
I can see you no longer…
In a flash, it ends…
Your scythe through the puppets mirage…
The blizzard suddenly stops
You stabbed it in the back
A truly brilliant stealth attack!
It falls to it’s knees shattering…
Suddenly The Kid’s power is lost…
He is an exhausted husk
Ren senses this and quickly puts his scythe
Through The Kids head…
It’s over for The Kid…the fields disappear
You’ve escaped that place
You both look shocked…
Is it really over?
Indeed the prelude to the real battle is…
Rest up however, for the short time you can
The floor beneath you now raising upwards
Taking you higher than ever before…
The next stop…the end…
My throne room
The final battle is at hand
I will be unable to hold back…
The Clocktower will unleash all it’s tricks
It’s hidden attacks
One way or another it will all end…
Soon the final battle will begin…
-The Clocktower: Future King?-