In Their Triumph is the third Quest in the third Chapter in the Story Event Violent Delights.
Battles[]
To be added
Dialogue[]
Caption: Maestro lets out a growl of anger and smashes his fist against the walls of the unused subway tunnel.
Maestro: Absurd. If I had my full powers you'd all be reduced to nothing but ash and memory.
Mister Fantastic: …But you don't. So perhaps you can rally those villainous troops to a more sensible plan and put their power to use.
Ægon: We surely can't trust Maestro. He just tried to destroy us. Mister Fantastic: Oh I am certain any alliance would only last as long as the threat does. But that still buys us some time. Maestro: In the interests of dividing and conquering, I shall take my leave and ready my forces. In the likely event that you fail, we shall not. Caption: Maestro splits from the path and heads into the darkness of the tunnels. Ægon follows the call of the crystals to track Isophyne.
Ægon: This is where the ISO trail terminates… But it is spreading like an oil spill. She must be right above us. Ægon: Reed, I am going to attempt to reason with this strange creature. Too often we fall to violence as our only option. Mister Fantastic: I am willing to let you try. The options that follow your attempt at diplomacy shall become increasingly violent, just so you are aware.
- Transmission #1 - Upon starting the Quest
Caption: The team emerges near the Daily Bugle building outside Madison Square Park. Isophyne floats above the paper's red neon sign.
Mister Fantastic: Hmmm… If J Jonah Jameson existed in this multiverse he'd make an absolute meal out of this news opportunity.
Isophyne: I keep trying to clean this calamity, and your kind continue to trail behind me like eager little pups chasing a treat. I tire of this game. Ægon: We had hopes that a higher being such as yourself could perhaps be reasoned with or debated. Isophyne: Would you attempt to converse with a bacteria infecting a wound? Or would you cleanse it and save the patient? Mister Fantastic: If the virus demonstrated the capacity for speech and thought, I'd at the very least study it. We are not mindless single-celled creatures. Isophyne: You are uniquely clever little thing, aren't you? Perhaps you may be spared and put on display for the Founders. Mister Fantastic: I have no interest in being a zoo animal for pompous multiversal manipulators and their shiny personal assistant. Isophyne: Ah… There is a rare failing here. Your disrespect must stem from a lack of knowledge regarding my tragic tale and noble burden. Isophyne: You shall be illuminated, and then eliminated. Between those moments revel in the wonder of the Founder's plan.
- Transmission #2
Isophyne: My creators, with powers beyond measure and brilliance more vast than you could comprehend, claimed this reality as their own. Isophyne: They adored the abundance and isolation of this realm. I was created to safeguard this paradise… One which they withdrew from. Isophyne: I do not know why they left, but I knew my purpose. I knew they would return. I was eager to make a bounty worthy of their arrival. Isophyne: Then came the calamity. Power hungry intruders arrrived. Elders who did not respect the sanctity of this already claimed realm. Isophyne: Before I could fend them off, their careless actions caused an astonishing explosion. It destroyed an Elder's child… And myself. Isophyne: You would think such a loss would give them pause and drive them away, but no. They called more here to play games for their sick amusement. Isophyne: I wept when I finally could witness the truth. A loss too great to fathom. The Founder's power was corrupted by war and hate. Mister Fantastic: This realm does have an upsetting impact on the hypothalamus and aggression of certain life forms. I'm working on curing that. Isophyne: Light cleanses darkness by removing the offending shadow. Darkness cannot create its own light. You are beyond cure or salvation. Isophyne: When my Founders return they will see how I executed their vision without compromise. They shall joyfully sing of my works.
- Transmission #3
Ægon: Perhaps we should wait for these Founders to return and speak with them… Before you do anything that cannot be undone. Isophyne: I am made by their hand, in their image, from their minds and hearts. Any choice I make is only because they have willed it so. Ægon: Your very presence here is activating poisonous levels of cosmic radiation that causes insanity. Are they willing that as well? Isophyne: That is … Not my doing. I grow the crystals just as the sun blossoms a budding flower. I am not the source of your violence. Mister Fantastic: You're not firing the weapon, you're just ensuring it's loaded. If you stopped then so would the violence… Well not all of it. But it would help. Isophyne: You corrupt my message just as you corrupt my gifts. Your kind has no one to blame for your destruction but yourselves. Mister Fantastic: We can take plenty of blame, but your hands are far from clean. No matter what lies you tell to yourself. Isophyne: It was a mistake to allow you to speak, this conversation has only solidified my desire to destroy you. Mister Fantastic: Ben has said that arguing with me is a deeply unpleasant experience. Though this seems like a rather extreme example of that. Isophyne: Accept the oblivion that is to come. Embrace the void and know your place within it. This is not hate, it is kindness. It is better this way.
- Transmission #4 - Before fighting Isophyne
Isophyne: … I do not understand. I used all of my strength. My power is as boundless as the Founders could make it. You should be destroyed. Ægon: That is indeed what the Summoner is most known for. Continued existence in the face of oblivion. Isophyne: No. This must be a mistake. The Founders needed this realm to be perfect. They made -ME- to be perfect. I do not fail. Mister Fantastic: Those who claim perfection rarely live up to it. Apologies for shaking your faith, but perhaps it was for the best. Isophyne: I need to consider this impossible truth. I… I do not know what to do. I have never not known what to do. Ægon: We do not need to be your enemies. There are many confused, scared, and worried souls here. We can band together. Isophyne: By defeating me you have only hastened the return of my Founders. You shall answer for your transgressions. You have assured your destruction. Mister Fantastic: We shall add it to the big pile of destruction assurances we've accumulated at this point. Caption: Isophyne phases into the fabric of the Battlerealm. Her eyes fading last, filled with confusion and hate.
Mister Fantastic: Summoner… Train up your team. This is far from over and we'll need every last damn scrap of help we can get.
- Transmission #5 - On the final node
Rewards[]
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