The Rapture *VLD ff*

She let out a sobbing laugh as she placed her arm across her eyes. She survived.

Allura had been trying to open a wormhole before she was struck with a vision full of flames and agony. A lone woman was desperately fighting for her life, the last image she had seen was her figure splayed out onto the sand with a sob at her lips. Had the woman somehow subconsciously contacted Allura, had the woman somehow projected her pain and suffering so astronomically that it reached far galaxies. Through her confusion, determination settled in the pit of Allura's stomach. She wouldn't be able to live with herself if she let this unknown woman suffer such a horrible fate. With the help of her advisor, she regained her footing and quickly called for the paladins.

*ATTENTION*
This story can be very offensive to those who are religious, reminder: this is just fiction. Everything is made up, this is not my opinion on religion. You have been warned.