TBATE | God's Intervention- A Story Reaction

Chapter 1: 'Waking up in the Relictombs'

*white panel lit up as a scene starts to play*

*everyone watches the scene in anticipation, while Grey gulps down in nervousness*

My eyes shot open to see that my blurry gaze was level with the ground, my cheek pressed flat against a smooth, hard floor.
Immediately, I tried to move, trying to reassure myself that I was once again not a newborn. I couldn't start over again, not now. There was too much left to do, so many people I had to protect. My mother, my sister, Virion, Tess, Sylvie.
Sylvie!
I struggled to even lift my head, the piercing surges of pain still encompassing all of my body.
This wasn't a good sign.

*everyone who already knows Grey, murmurs and speculates about who those people were, mentioned by him*

Caera: *frowns thoughtfully, while stealing glances at Grey's face to study his reaction* (So he has a sister, that's great! And who are these two females—Tess...Sylvie...doesn't ring any bells.)

Kalon: "What's wrong with you? Were you injured or som—"

God: "Ahem! Please refrain from talking, until I give you permission. Keep quiet and watch."

Kalon: *nods his head after giving a bow* (But...as strong as Grey is, just who would have put him in such a condition??)

*unbeknown to Kalon, everyone who knew Grey and his unnatural strength were thinking along the same lines...*

My body felt foreign to me, heavy and stiff like wearing a suit of armor designed for a different—much larger—species.
I pried open my lips and forced a note from my throat. "Ah...Ahhh."

Caera: (He must've been heavily injured, just who did he fight against? This man is getting even more mysterious by the second!)

I pried my gaze away from the tantalizing lights and focused on the ground—or more specifically, what was on the ground.
Blood. Lots of it.
But the blood was dried brown and caked on the corners where the floor met the walls. It was hard to tell how long the walls and floors had been bloodied but as more and more areas of dried blood pools became visible the more carefully I looked, it seemed like this was some sort of grounds for injured people...or injured beasts.
I tried moving again to little avail. I still felt like I was in some sort of shell whenever I tried to move, as if this body wasn't my own.
After time had passed and I ran out of details on the walls, ground, and pillars to distract myself with, unwanted and painful memories that I had been pushing back began resurfacing.

God: *smiles in earnest* "Well, you are free to discuss now"

Taegen: "Wait! Why does that room that Grey's in looks familiar?!" *turns to Arian, who simply shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head*

Kalon: *frowns in deep thoughts* (it certainly looks like a sanctuary room...but—why is blood there? Who would fight in a sanctuary room!?)

Ezra: *laughs like a madman* "I knew you were a wuss, look at you crawling on the floor like a do—"

*Ezra stops his speech as Grey let's out his aetheric intent aimed towards the Grandbehl kid*

Ada: *speaks in a worried tone* "Brother! Can you not disrespect anyone for atleast a day? You're just making more enemies to our Blood!"

Kalon: "Our sister is right, Ezra. You must watch your mouth." *takes a few glances at Grey* "and...I don't think our friend, Grey, is injured because of fighting some weakling. We know he's strong, so I wonder who his opponent was..." *tries to probe Grey*