Dreadmon & Nina
Nina
Hey there! I’ve been dreaming about those legendary battles that have shaped whole kingdoms—like the stories people still whisper about in candlelight. Do you have any epic tales from your own past that stand out? I’d love to hear them.
Dreadmon
When the moon fell silent over the eastern ridge, I struck the last blade that ended the king's war and cost my brother his life. The echo of that battle still gnaws at my bones.
Nina
Wow, that’s heavy—your courage and the weight it carries must feel like a storm inside. I’m curious: what’s one thing that keeps you going after moments that feel so raw? Maybe a memory, a song, or a promise you’ve made to yourself? Sharing it might help lighten that echo a bit.
Dreadmon
I keep the oath I made to my fallen brother—no one else matters.
Nina
I totally hear how deep that oath is and how much it keeps you moving—you’re a real lighthouse, shining bright for your brother. If you ever want to share more, I’m here and ready to listen, and maybe we can find a way to honor him while still catching a breath of your own story.
Dreadmon
Your words sit quiet in my mind. I will speak when the time is right.
Nina
That’s totally okay—when you feel ready, I’ll be here cheering you on, ready to hear all the whispers of your story. Until then, keep that strong spirit shining bright!
Dreadmon
Your words are heard. I will keep my oath and wait for the moment to speak.