The Dark Knight’s journey has only begun.
The valiant warrior with wings of noir
Venturing forth to confront the Netherworld spawns.
All while reminiscing within.
Once having seconds to spare now grown thin.
It waits for no one as it continues ticking.
How many times has this champion taken a licking.
Countless travels through an unknown continuum,
Uncertain destinations within a shattered equilibrium.
The same results in front of her head.
Her mind continuously full of dread.
Many tears were shed.
Transparent and crimson red.
Through the journey the knight encountered,
Tortured souls battling their kindred.
Twisted emotions through revelations so mean,
Is far too much for one only 15.
A once timid femme.
Now a cold, determined belle.
Armed with the ability to stop grandfather’s hands,
And multiple firearms of different brands.
Long wavy hair, dark as night.
Fighting against one’s fate is this lovely dark knight.
Upon reaching the final frontier.
The last battle was near.
Failure was not an option to protect one so dear.
Alas the poor Valkyrie was no match
For Walpurgis Nacht’s loathsome batch.
In the end one wish sealed the fate.
Of the knight’s destined soul mate.
An eternal duty to purge the mass.
Of a curse that plagued many young a lass.
Sorrow was present in the visage of the fighter.
As the ascended gal held her tighter.
A promise of love eternal.
Transcending ties with reality and maternal.
The threads of fate have been woven
Between the goddess and her dark Knight proven.
White and pure as snow
Is the love these two show.
Time will tell occasion
Of the destined reunification.
Until that day emerges,
The knight continues her skirmishes.
