In a universe where rebirth is as unavoidable as death, to be ripped away from the circle of life and forced to live in limbo is a fate that no soul would wish ever to befall itself. Yet, that is the story of Raxyas. His is one of the many souls con...
Raxyas wakes up in a cell, alone. His vessel is not his own, but instead much smaller. It resembled a small, humanoid child.
He tried to recall what had happened before, but all he knew was that Xayn's attack had failed, and Zank had defeated him. With this, he surmised that Xayn, too, had fallen at the hands of Zank. But then... How come he was still alive?
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He also noticed that his power had been sapped from him. He tried to remain calm, so as to make sense of this situation as quickly as possible. The walls surrounding him would have already been destroyed hadn't his power been taken from him. As he stood, he was defenceless. All he could do was wait, and as he did he wondered where his friend could be. A cell next to his, perhaps? Dead? And what about Za and their mission? Were they labelled as deserters for disappearing without a trace? How long was he kidnapped for? What happened to Zank? His mind was overflowing with questions. He felt like he was going insane.
Then, he felt a piercing headache, the same he had felt in Halgorth... In the corner of his eye, a strange, formless entity materialized before him. It had three sets of eyes: one orange, one green, and one yellow. At first, it did nothing but stare at him. Raxyas was sure he was going crazy. He tried talking to it.
Raxyas: Is anything there? Or am I seeing things...?
The formless entity could speak. It's voice was... familiar.
t̴̤̟̜̬̲̥͈͓̫̏͒͒͜r̶̥̫̗̯͔̟̜͖̀̌́͂̋̅i̸͇͇̠̐̾̉̔̇̔͒͝n̵̙̤̿͂̽͒̚͠͝ͅi̸̡̧̧̼̼̞̩̯͐͑̈́́̀͊t̸̢̡̨̨̨̤͎̠̗̯͋̔̐̾́̌̕y̸̡̨̨̹̭̰̟͙̾̅̓̚ : you! victim of traitor, too...
Raxyas: Your voice... Haven't I heard it before?
Then, he remembers. Back then, the three undead in Halgorth...
Raxyas: It's... you. You three! Is this your fault?! Did you set us up somehow?
t̴̤̟̜̬̲̥͈͓̫̏͒͒͜r̶̥̫̗̯͔̟̜͖̀̌́͂̋̅i̸͇͇̠̐̾̉̔̇̔͒͝n̵̙̤̿͂̽͒̚͠͝ͅi̸̡̧̧̼̼̞̩̯͐͑̈́́̀͊t̸̢̡̨̨̨̤͎̠̗̯͋̔̐̾́̌̕y̸̡̨̨̹̭̰̟͙̾̅̓̚ : our fault...? hmm... i suppose that one way of looking at it...
Raxyas: What did you do to me back in Halgorth? What happened to us...?!
Raxyas: Fate?! Don't give me that, I want a real answer!
t̴̤̟̜̬̲̥͈͓̫̏͒͒͜r̶̥̫̗̯͔̟̜͖̀̌́͂̋̅i̸͇͇̠̐̾̉̔̇̔͒͝n̵̙̤̿͂̽͒̚͠͝ͅi̸̡̧̧̼̼̞̩̯͐͑̈́́̀͊t̸̢̡̨̨̨̤͎̠̗̯͋̔̐̾́̌̕y̸̡̨̨̹̭̰̟͙̾̅̓̚ : oh? is fate not real? what is fate to you, then...?
