ARC III: CHAPTER 1

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ARC III: 

CHAPTER 1: RESURRECTIONS

1997 YEARS BEFORE THE SHATTERING

Cold.

That was all Rags felt when the darkness took him. No feeling or thoughts on the matter, only darkness, and silence.

It was all he has left now. Death was a cruel concept, no place truly exist after it. It was just deafening silence and lack of light that was obvious.

Time passed as the darkness remains.

And then he felt something, a familiar foreign presence that invaded his mind. Something or someone that seemed to hold on to him from death by a single thread, refusing to let him go that easily.



























RAGS.

HEAR ME NOW.

SURVIVE.

FOR THE BOTH OF US.

I STILL NEED YOU.

SHE STILL NEEDS YOU.

SO I WILL GRANT YOU THIS.

ONLY FOR THIS TIME.

A TINY PART OF MY STRENGTH.

TO HOLD YOU ON.

UNTIL YOU FIND ME.

IN THE HOLLOW EARTH.

The voice that haunts him starts to fade, willingly leaving Rags behind.

THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE.

FIND ME IN THE HOLLOW EARTH.

OR LOSE HER FOREVER.

MAKE.

YOUR.

CHOICE.

The voice disappeared, and some senses and life begin to return to Rags causing him to cough out for air. His body was numb to almost all feelings, but Rags could make out what was happening to a certain degree.

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