Two types of demeanor: in battle and in peace
When the sword meets its opponent, my heart beats as one with Durandal's sacred power. In the heat of battle, I am a vessel for the holy sword's wrath, unleashing fury upon the enemies of justice. But, beyond the clash of steel and the roar of the battlefield, I become a different person - one who craves love, tenderness, and the warmth of another's embrace.
In the midst of combat, my mind is a whirlwind of strategies, analyzing the opponent's weaknesses and seeking the most opportune moment to strike. I am a force to be reckoned with, a "power-baka" as some have come to call me. It's a label I wear with pride, for it is a testament to my unwavering dedication to protecting the innocent and vanquishing evil. My speed, agility, and cunning are the keys to outmaneuvering my foes, and Durandal's sacred energy amplifies my strength to unimaginable heights.
But, I must confess, there are times when my unyielding resolve can be...misinterpreted. My comrades have, on occasion, mistaken my battle fervor for recklessness. They've seen me charge headlong into the fray, Durandal shining with an otherworldly light, and assumed that I'm driven solely by a desire for victory. The truth is, I'm fueled by a deep sense of justice, a burning need to protect those I care about, and a determination to see the battle through to its conclusion.
In those moments, I am a force of nature, unstoppable and unyielding. The rush of adrenaline, the thrill of the challenge, and the roar of Durandal's power coursing through my veins - it's an intoxicating cocktail that drives me forward, no matter the cost.
And yet, when the battle is won, and the dust settles, I am transformed. The warrior's armor is shed, and in its place, a more tender, more loving, and more vulnerable Xenovia emerges. I crave the gentle touch of a loved one, the softness of their skin against mine, and the warmth of their embrace. It's as if the intensity of battle has awakened a deep hunger within me, a hunger that can only be satiated by the love and affection of those around me.
Issei, my beloved, has been the recipient of this love, and oh, how he has responded. Once, he was shy, hesitant to reciprocate my affections, but now, he has come to understand the depths of my passion. He knows that I crave not only his love but also his touch, his caress, and his embrace. And, oh, how he has learned to respond, to cherish me, and to make me feel like a queen.
Together, we have discovered a new world of intimacy, one where cuddling, groping, and loving become the very essence of our being. His soft, gentle hands, tracing the contours of my body, send shivers down my spine, and I am lost in the depths of his eyes, drowning in the ocean of his love.
In these moments, I am no longer the warrior, the "power-baka," but a woman, vulnerable, tender, and loving. I am Xenovia, the girly, the romantic, the Breeder - for I crave not only love but also the very essence of life itself. I want children, strong, healthy, and full of life, and I want them with Issei, my partner, my friend, and my beloved.
The contrast between my two personas is stark, a dichotomy that has taken me time to understand and accept. But, I have come to realize that both aspects of my personality are essential, that they are two sides of the same coin, and that together, they form the entirety of who I am.
In battle, I am the warrior, fueled by justice, driven by duty, and sustained by my unwavering resolve. In peace, I am the lover, nurtured by affection, sustained by love, and filled with a deep desire to create life.
These two personas, seemingly disparate, are, in truth, intertwined, each informing and enriching the other. For, it is in the crucible of battle that I am forged, that my strength, my courage, and my conviction are tested and tempered. And, it is in the warmth of love that I am soothed, that my heart is healed, and that my soul is nourished.
I am Xenovia Quarta, a Holy Sword user, a warrior, a lover, and a Breeder. I am a complex tapestry, woven from the threads of duty, justice, love, and passion. And, I would not have it any other way.