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And while he recounted once more the events of his time in the shadows he took his Rose from its holster and began grafting the bone to its steel frame — just another trophy, from another battle won.
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In his first moments as a new being, he looked down at his Rose and realized for the first time that it held no petals: only the jagged purpose of angry thorns.

The Ballad of Rezyl Azzir

1.

Long ago, in ages past,

Before both walls and City bright,

There lived a man, mountain-strong,

Who burned with unmatched inner light.


Proud he was, and passing brave,

His doughtiness no lie,

But as a Risen, reckless, too -

The curse of those who never die.


Rezyl Azzir, he was called,

His strength known far across the land,

For he was of the chosen few,

Who held great power in their hands.


In time his kind would find a name -

Titans, they’d be called -

But in that age of long-lost tales,

It mattered not at all.


Rezyl watched his people swell,

Watched factions rise and threaten hope,

Then watched his people march to hang

On conflict’s many-braided rope.


Rezyl watched as war began,

Watched war threaten all they’d built,

War would bring the sorry fall

Of a rose that was now doomed to wilt.


Perhaps the Fallen brought relief,

For Rezyl now could fight,

Not against his common man,

But against the coming night.


He welcomed hope, reborn anew,

Welcomed purpose shared by all,

But deep within his ancient bones,

He knew that every age must fall.


He strove for hope as best he could,

Never ceased his valiant fight,

But he thought oft upon their safety,

And on the nearness of the night.


Every eve, as Luna rose,

Rezyl sat alone and stared,

He’d think on writhing Darkness,

And wonder what lurked there.


2.

His legend grew, as legends may,

While Rezyl battled on and on,

With his rifle he slew the foes

Of the City’s new-come dawn.


Inferno, he named his mighty gun,

And it was near as known as he,

For it dealt death to Rezyl’s foes

And kept his people free.


Once, he thought to hunt a Kell,

To his wary Ghost’s dismay,

So he hatched a daring plan

Unheard of, to this day.


He let himself be captured,

Even let himself be slain!

When his killers marveled at their trophy,

Rezyl rose again.


The Kell had him in its four-armed grip,

Raised Rezyl’s conquered body high,

Then Rezyl’s Ghost revived him,

And the Kell’s plans went awry.


Rezyl’s cannon coughed but once,

Sent ether pouring from its throat,

And when the gathered Fallen charged him,

Arc-light washed away their hope.


*


He often led the pilgrim trains

That sought the City’s hopeful glow,

He saved as many as he could

Saved more than we shall ever know.


He grew weary nonetheless,

Of such small victories,

And often wondered what it would take

To bring the Darkness to its knees.


He never looked but far ahead,

Never dwelt on what he’d done,

For despite the pilgrims’ brave resolve,

He knew that death would someday come.


For strange things lingered in long-lost tales;

Horrors that refused to fade,

Nightmares that he’d never seen,

Monsters that lacked even a name.


And so it was, when Luna rose,

That Rezyl could not help but stare,

Perhaps he gazed upon its scars,

And saw himself reflected there.


3.

At last, Rezyl sought the truth

Of tales he hoped were lies -

Luna called, and Rezyl went

To see the moon with his own eyes.


What he found there left him shaken,

Shafts and burrows gnawed in stone,

He worried that those whispered fears

Now called Luna home.


His Ghost alight, he traveled deep,

Ran past worms and moths and spores

Until he came upon a place

Barred by ancient, curving doors.


Deep within his aged bones,

He felt a presence drawing near,

And heard a whisper - not of glory,

But the keening trill of fear.


Metal screeched, and Rezyl spun,

He saw the ancient doors yawn wide,

A shape resolved within the air,

For something dwelt inside.


From the pit a woman rose,

Tattered rags about her face,

Around her wound a mantle dark,

Wove of cursed lace.


She floated there, beyond the gate,

And fixed him with her stare,

Then she turned and disappeared,

As though offering a dare.


His Ghost was wary, for they’d delved deep,

And now were far from Light,

But Rezyl, as was always true,

Would not give up the fight.


“Stay here,” he told his wary Ghost,

“And should I fall then flee,

For I am but a single man,

And our cause has need of thee.


“Warn the City of what we’ve found,

Tell them Pirates aren’t the worst,

For deep within our moon’s torn flesh,

We’ve found an even darker curse.”


The Titan stood, embraced the night,

Valiantly he crossed the gate,

All around him, Darkness thickened,

As he strode onwards to his fate.


Time stopped - or rather, it stretched on

While Rezyl sought his foe;

That wicked woman, wrapped in night,

That harbinger of woe.


In that place of endless night,

He could but sense the witch,

With bullet-spark he chased her down,

Through caves as black as pitch.


She choked him with her magics dark,

Rezyl shuddered at her call,

He found he could not move an inch -

The demon had him in her thrall.


Inferno was his answer, then,

His mighty rifle roared and spat,

Illuminated with hot lead

That fiend the Dark itself begat.


Up she loomed, that wicked thing,

As though she’d won herself a bet,

As though she’d brought the Titan there,

And now her trap was set.


She laughed, and laughed, and Rezyl flinched,

For every writhing word brought pain,

He felt her screams saw at his bones,

And burrow towards his brain.


She whispered words in Rezyl’s ear,

In the way a lover might;

But promised pain and endless sorrow,

Promised ever-falling night.


“I am Xyor,” hissed the witch,

“She who’ll show you to your grave,

Betrothed, Blessed; my dear, sweet thing,

I’m the storm that you must brave.”


His ears bled crimson at her voice,

As all around him terrors woke,

Fiends that hid beyond the light

And hungered for his hope.


Rezyl tensed, his rifle close,

He’d heard the torture on her tongue,

Felt pain embrace his ancient bones -

And knew he could not run.


From deep within that hellish pit,

A flood of horrors now arose,

Birthed from sorrowed, shadowed night

They chittered as they closed.


Rezyl stood, a wall of might,

Against him crashed the snarling wave,

Inferno broke their crushing strength,

Left countless dead in dusty graves.


Then at last, the trigger clicked,

Inferno gave its final gasp,

And Rezyl fought with fists alone,

And skulls cracked in his grasp.


Around his body talons closed,

So Rezyl spun, then drew -

From his hip he pulled his Rose -

His cannon always saw him through.


He killed and killed, his Rose ablaze,

Around him demons wailed and fell,

All the while the witch did watch,

As though she wove a silent spell.


Then she shrieked, and the flood let up,

At once the chittering was done,

Rezyl stood and caught his breath

For he knew he’d not yet won.


Steps rang out against the night,

A shape approached him from the deep,

A mass of ornate, armored bone,

A nightmare woken from its sleep.


Even doughty Rezyl paused

As it lumbered into view

It carried in its massive claw

A wicked sword to run him through.


Perhaps it had been valiant once,

A hero to its kind,

Perhaps, like Rezyl, it was old,

And to combat was resigned.


He faced the monster, head held high,

And could not stop his grin,

He’d come to find the dark unknown -

Instead it had found him.


Perhaps within, he himself

Had heard a whispered voice

A buried cry that howled ‘good!’

And reveled in his choice.


The creature roared, and Rezyl shot,

His Rose kicked in his palm,

He fanned the hammer, fast and sure,

As the demon witch looked on.


A shield it conjured, black as night,

Blocked the bullets from his Rose,

They fell, harmless, to the stones

That paved the catacomb.


Its magic faltered, the black shield waned,

His foe lifted its sword apace,

Rezyl growled at the sight

Of the doom he’d been reborn to face.


The battle-cry of demon spawn

Echoed in immortal ears,

Rezyl’s challenge rang out bright,

And he charged to meet his fears.


We know not what happened then,

‘Til Rezyl found his wary Ghost,

For of his mortal battle,

Rezyl would not boast.


Rezyl lived, that much is sure,

Survived both witch and wicked knight,

But unknowingly brought with him

The witch’s clawing blight.


He never spoke of her demise,

Never claimed he’d torn her down,

Perhaps within that ancient pit,

Rezyl’s fate was caught and bound.


Inferno’s end remains unknown,

The mighty rifle Darkness stole,

Perhaps the witch still holds it,

And through her pit it now patrols.


It matters not, for we know this:

In that place of grim repose,

Rezyl sat, and without a thought

He tended to his Rose.


Taking spoils from his test,

Rezyl grafted bones to steel,

Until chiton crowned his Rose

And its flower was concealed.


You know just how this story ends,

With a mighty hero left unmourned,

With whispered nightmares brought to life,

With the jagged kiss of thorns.


- Cryptarch Records // Anonymous

Head Canon - Dredgen Yor

He didn’t look like Thorn.

As much as I love to think of him as wearing edgy, ragged gear that looks as savage and strained as his cursed weapon, imagine something else for a moment.

You see a tall, noble man. Everything you’ve ever imagined a Guardian to be you see reflected in this man before you - everything about him is pristine and well-kept. His armor is clean and bright and you could easily imagine him standing upon the Walls, holding the City against anything the Darkness can throw at it.

But there’s something… something in his eyes, in his stance, in the way he shushes you and lays out his syllables and talks circles and riddles around himself. He is everything you’ve imagined a Guardian to be, but there is something fundamentally wrong about him and you can’t figure it out…

And then you see Thorn.

I realized, with the confirmation of Rezyl Yor (happy dance!) we have the whole trifecta. And while I don’t want to necessarily say “this is how the classes respond to the corruption of the darkness” it certainly gives us three lovely stories to have.

Rezyl Azzir, Dredgen Yor, the Titan, delved from curiosity, a promise of power, and could not withstand it’s call. He was consumed by it, his light corrupted.

Toland, The Shattered, the Warlock, hunted for knowledge and allowed it to possess him. He willingly gave his light and his life to understand it.

Eris Morn, Crota’s Bane, the Hunter, danced in the dark, and slipped around the evils and the hunger. She returned to walk in the light, no matter how much it burned.

Can we just..

Can we just talk about Teen Fucking Titans

This show was amazing, like Teen Titans Go can not live up to the amount of messages and things that Teen Titans taught. Like that shit got super dark and deep at one point. 

A few examples

1) The episode that talked about racism

There was an actual episode of Teen Titans that talked about racism and the person being racist was not the usual bad guy/weird looking dude. No the guy being racist was a actual hero. It’s amazing how much this episode taught. It talked about how even the greatest heroes in the world can be the world’s biggest asshole.

What happened was a man named Val Yor, an amazing hero, met the teen titans. Now Starfire is a Tamaranian. When Val Yor learns that, he calls her a ‘Troq’, which is basically a word that insults all Tamaranian’s. Despite Starfire being the cutest thing ever, Val Yor refused to accept her, because she was a Tamaranian.

If that wasn’t even enough, then came the ending. 

Now at one point in the episode Starfire saves Val Yor’s ass from dying. She did what ever she could to help. But at the end, Val Yor still called her a Troq. It’s amazing that even though Starfire saved Val Yor, he still insulted her culture or her ‘people’. At the end, when Val Yor leaves in his space ship straight after insulting Tamaranian’s. Starfire says “There is nothing you have done, there will always be people who say mean words because you are different” and if that doesn’t convince you that Starfire is amazing then I don’t know what will.

2) Feeling Replaced

In one episode, Blackfire (Starfire’s sister), comes to visit her. Starfire is extremely happy and all. Until, her friends start liking Blackfire a little bit more than she wants them to. She bonds with each and everyone of them (even Raven) and even got a little too close to Robin. Starfire felt diminished and a little hurt that they would ignore her for Blackfire. But Starfire didn’t feel truly replaced until the Teen Titans asked for Blackfire to join the Teen Titans. Starfire then attempts to run away, feeling like Blackfire would be better than her.

At the end of the episode, Robin confronts Starfire after Blackfire goes to jail. Starfire explains about how everyone seemed to be really enjoying Blackfire and was glad that the truth was figured out before she was replaced. In response to that, Robin denies it. He explains to her that Starfire was a one of a kind girl and that she would never be replaced. 

I think this episode explains a lot about feelings of abandoment and that simple things telling someone how they never will be replaced will help them. 

3) Fears

Now we all know Raven is a bit hard headed and doesn’t like showing emotions. Now in this episode, the Teen Titans decide to have a movie night. This movie turns out to be a horror movie. After the movie is over all of the Teen Titans show their emotions of being extremely being scared of the movie except for Raven who denies being scared. Later that night, all the Teen Titans are awoken be a sound. The episode continues as the Teen Titans try to find out who is making the sounds, and as they progress one by one, all the teen titans mysteriously start disappearing. All, except Raven. When only Raven is left, a monster attacks her. Raven chants that she is not scared of the monster. But eventually realization dawned on her that she was scared and that was how she defeated the monster. Turns out, the monster was something Raven made with her magic unwillingly because of her fear. 

This episode is definitely one of the horror episodes. If it was a real life horror movie, I would have freaked. But anyways, this episode explains so much. It talks about how you shouldn’t be afraid to face you fears and use it to your advantage. So what if you’re scared? That’s completely normal. It talks about taking that fear and not letting it stop you from doing what you want.

4) Puberty

Yes people, Teen Fucking Titans talked about puberty. When I rewatched this episode as a teen, I realized that there was an actual episode that talked about dealing with puberty

Now in this episode, Starfire starts growing weird things around her body. First a large bump forms on her head, then she soon gets scales and her fingernails become long and black and white. If that wasn’t bad enough her feet turn large and start growing hair. Starfire feels extremely self conscious of her self and cover her self up entirely in order to hide her self from her friends because of fear of being laughed at. It all goes to doom when Teen Titans get an alarm for a monster. The entire get up comes off and everyone sees how Starfire looks. Starfire, in a state of panic, fly’s in to space and decides to live at a another planet because she couldn’t face her friends. Problem was each and every planet she went to they would kick her off because they thought she was too scary. 

When Starfire lands on one planet, she meets a woman, who explains to her that it’s normal for a Tamaranian to get like this after a certain stage and that each and every Tamaranian goes through a different process. But this woman turns out to be a Tamaranian eater and tries to eat her when the rest of the Teen Titans save her. Starfire does eventually turn back to normal and even gains a new power. The Teen Titans tell her that they would never judge Starfire on the way she looks.

Now this episode explains a lot. This was probably one of my favorite episodes especially because of the fact it talks about how hard it is going through puberty, Not only that but it explains about how everyone goes through it differently and that it’s not your fault. It also tells you that, it may be one hell of a ride and that it’s gonna be tough, but when it’s over good things will come out of it. 

5) The First Time They Met

Now I couldn’t get the proper picture I was looking for, but its with Cyborg and Raven. Now this is a iconic moment from the entire and it all started out with the first time all of them met. Now we all know Raven is the daughter of a devil who wants to take over the world, so when she does help the Teen Titans, she doesn’t feel welcome in the group. She feels as though she was different because her main purpose was to destroy the Earth not save it. So when Cyborg learn about this, the famous quote he says is “He’s green, half of me is metal and she’s from outer space, you fit in just fine”. I don’t really need to say much because the quote explains it all.