I want Peace

"Hey, hey, stay with me!" Ruby pleaded, shaking Guts' shoulder in desperation. "Ruby, it's no use. He's a goner," Weiss said, her voice heavy with despair. "Wait, how does he not have his aura unlocked?" she continued, confusion etched on her face.

"Come on, help me unlock his aura. It could save his life," Ruby said, determined.

"Well, seeing as he did save our lives, it's the best we can do," Weiss said, nodding in agreement.

As Ruby and Weiss set about performing the aura-unlocking ritual, they were met with unexpected challenges. Despite their attempts to tap into Guts' aura, it seemed to be guarded by an impenetrable barrier, thwarting their every move.

They tried various techniques, using all their training and knowledge to try and break through the barricade. Sweat beaded on their brows as they focused all their energy on the task, but the barrier remained unchanged.

"This isn't working, Weiss," Ruby said, sweat beading on her brow as she tried to push through the barrier. "I think we need to try something else."

"Like what?" Weiss asked, frustration clear in her voice. "I don't know; maybe we could try using our combined aura to break through?" Ruby suggested.

"It's worth a shot," Weiss agreed, and the two girls joined hands, focusing all of their energy on unlocking Guts' aura.

As they frantically tried to channel their aura into Guts, their hands trembled with the effort. A golden light radiated from his body, illuminating the surrounding area with a warm glow. The barrier surrounding him seemed to shimmer and shake under the pressure of their combined aura, and for a brief moment, it seemed as if it might shatter. But just as the barrier began to give way, a dark and foreboding aura enveloped Guts, sending the girls flying backward with a sudden burst of energy.

The air around them was charged with tension and fear as the dark aura grew in intensity. It pulsated and writhed like a living entity, threatening to consume everything in its path. The girls felt a sense of dread wash over them as they struggled to regain their footing and come to grips with the situation.

"What the hell was that?" Weiss exclaimed, rubbing her head as she sat up.

"I don't know, but it wasn't us," Ruby said worriedly.

(Guts Mindspace)

Guts stood in the darkness, his hands clenched into fists as he glared at the shadowy figure before him. "Leave me alone, beast," he growled. "I don't want anything to do with you."

The beast of darkness cackled, its voice echoing through Guts' mind. "Oh, but Guts, we're always together. You can't escape me, no matter how hard you try."

Guts clenched his jaw, his eyes blazing with determination. "I've been trying to rid myself of you for years. I won't let you control me anymore."

Guts stood his ground, staring down the beast that seemed to embody his inner turmoil. Its inky black aura swirled around it, exuding an aura of malevolence and darkness. It sneered at him, its glowing red eyes full of malice. "You can't escape me, Guts. I'm a part of you. I'm your darkness, your rage, your hatred. You wouldn't be the strong warrior you are today without me."

The beast's words seemed to hit a nerve, causing Guts to clench his fists in anger. He could feel the darkness inside him threatening to consume him. But he refused to let it control him. He had fought too hard to overcome his inner demons and wouldn't let this creature take that away from him.

Guts shook his head; his voice laced with desperation. "I don't want to be a warrior. I want peace."

The beast of darkness chuckled, its voice dripping with contempt. "Peace is for the weak, Guts. You are meant for so much more than that. You are meant to fight, to conquer, to rule."

Guts stood his ground, his voice firm and resolute. "I don't want any of that. I want to live my life in peace."

The beast's laughter echoed through the dark space, its aura emanating sinister energy. Its black, swirling form seemed to writhe and pulsate with power. "You can't escape me, Guts," it taunted. "I am a part of you, and I always will be. You may try to ignore me, push me down, and suppress me. But I will always find a way to emerge, to surface and claim what is rightfully mine." The beast's voice was low and guttural, dripping with malevolence. It seemed to relish the thought of tormenting Guts, of dragging him down into the darkness.

Guts met the beast's gaze, his voice filled with determination. "I will never give in to you, beast. I will fight you until the end."

The beast of darkness chuckled again, its voice taunting. "We shall see, Guts. We shall see."

Guts sat in the dimly lit tent, his heart racing with fear and confusion. His hands were shaking as he tried to gather his thoughts, his eyes darting around the room, searching for an escape. But there was no escape.

As the door to the tent flew open, Guts was confronted by the terrifying figure of Donovan, who closed the distance between them with a menacing stride. Guts was frozen, and his feet were heavy as if rooted to the ground. He could feel Donovan's rough hands tearing at his clothes and hear the taunts and laughter of his tormentor as he was reduced to a helpless victim.

The fear was overwhelming, a crushing weight on Guts' chest that made breathing hard. He was trapped, unable to move or fight back against the brute force of Donovan. He tried to plead for mercy, but the rag stuffed in his mouth muffled his cries. All he could do was endure the searing pain as Donovan inflicted his cruel punishment, feeling the flames of agony consume him as he writhed on the ground.

Guts were alone, abandoned, and forsaken, his grunts of pain echoing through the empty tent as he was subjected to unspeakable horrors. There was no mercy, no compassion, only Donovan's cold, heartless gaze as he reveled in Guts' suffering.

Suddenly, Guts sat up with a start, his eyes wide and wild. "Where am I? What's going on?" Guts exclaimed, panting heavily.

"It's okay," Ruby said, trying to calm him down.