05-13-2017, 12:44 AM
Quote:“My name is Omni. This is not the world you know. This is the Omniverse. You interest me, so I have made you part of it. The Omniverse is a place that reflects the wishes of those who are part of it. But! There are rules. I will explain them only once, so listen carefully.”Thunder rumbled, gusts of wind sweeping granny sand off dark midnight ground resembling a desert at night. The sticky sand painting itself onto Marc's white skin as he lay unconscious with no since or state of mind. It didn't take long for him to wake up gasping for air, hyperventilating, he shot up of the sandy ground jolting back and forth standing in one spot smacking as much sand as he could off of his white shirt and pants.
Omni hands you a glimmering orb in which all the colors of the rainbow coalesce. “This is Omnilium. It’s what ties the Omniverse together. Without it, you are nothing. With it, anything you desire can be yours. But you will need more than this. If you desire it enough, you will find it. You will find that using it comes naturally. Just think of what you desire most.
“You will not be alone in the Omniverse. There are others. Of course, they, too desire Omnilium. Do not fear death. For as long as you interest me, you will be reborn.
“That’s all you need to know right now. You’ll figure out the rest soon enough. I’ll be watching … and waiting.”
Finished dusting himself off his eyes were wide with fear, fear that in all states of the mind were considered primal. His fear was just in many ways, he was in a new land as it weird as it may be. The most terrifying part to him though was what had manifested as the sky. The sky itself was dark as night with violet patterns flashing in between stars that were shaped into images, images that looked like people playing out like scenes of a film. Each time Marc tried to focusing on one of star images, they seemed to fade out and only when he wasn't looking would they return playing out as if normal.
Taking just two steps a bolt of lightning struck the ground far off in the distance. The bolt was just close enough to cause a blinding white flash that caused Spector's brown eyes to tear up. within the flash of light Marc's clothes turned into an armored, white, silver, and black hooded costume. As fast as it had disappeared back into his what he had on just merely seconds age, the costume felt familiar. A presence of himself
that had been with Marc for a very long time.
Marc scratched the stubble on his face and tried to process all that was around him but he couldn't place anything in his mind to give him clairvoyance of the current situation.
"Where-wha, I. I need, need to figure out something. What the Hell is going on!" He shouted his echoing through lonely night desert.
dragging his feet further through the cold dark nighttime desert using only the illumination of a bright oversize full moon, Marc could see peering off into the distance was a tomb with a even familiar statues doting it. Getting closer to the tomb the ground began to quiver and shake before it abruptly stopped.
A loud raspy voice burst from the sky rumbling. "My Son!"
The voice startling Marc made him trip and fall to into sandy ground. "Who? What?" Marc's was quick in his reply, His mind in a deeper confusion.
The voice boomed once more this time echoing across the desert plain. "Do you remember me?"
Marc pushed himself off the desert sand reflecting the moon light. "Yes I, I do remember Khonshu. He said back looking for the voice in the night sky.
the sound of light cackling filled the entire desert. "Indeed my son."
Marc scratched head and stubble and took a few more steps towards the Egyptian tomb. Not only were statues of Khonshu placed everywhere but hieroglyphics patterned the walls of over sized tomb. Pillars could also be seen on certain locations around the tomb its self to, they seemed to have been there for a purpose lost thousands of years ago.
walking further more Marc was now very close to the tomb, he could see it large unearthly opening that lead to a deep dark abyss.
"Khonshu where am I, whats going on?" He said stepping even further towards the tomb looking behind himself.
A low sigh came from inside the tomb its voice was stronger then it was a few moments ago. "Your questions will be answered soon when you meet with me Marc." The Khonshu's voice was clearly now coming from the tomb.
Marc proceeded into the inside of the tomb, he was completely engulfed in darkness. Shuffling through what seemed like a stone hallway a bright light could be seen at the end. Marc pushed himself for it, within moments he had reached to the light and phased through it stepping into a blank white room.
In his usual attire, a white formal suit and his large oversize vulture skull for his head. Khonshu was setting in a wooden chair, his right leg folded on to his left knee, a brown wooded chest laid right in front of the moon god of vengeance. Marc got close to the moon god his face was still in sheer confusion.
"Khonshu where am I?" Spector said his gaze transfixed on the wooden chest that sat on the blank white floor.
Khonshu folded his hands giving a long sigh. "We're where the deity Omni wants us to be, the Omniverse."
Marc's memory was starting to comeback, he had definitely remembered the Omni figure and his talk of being in a different world instead of Earth.
"So we're in the Omniveres?" he asked in a effort to see if Khonshu knew more of the being.
"No and yes, your body is there but right now you are in your mind, the mind you share with me. I fear that we are going to be in this world for a long time. Do you remember what you owe me, your life that I saved in order for you to bring justice to the night? Until I figure something out you must bring that same justice to this world, until we get back to our universe. Now all you need to do is WAKE UP." Khonshu's voice was filled with aggravation and anger, it wasn't everyday that a diety was forced into another world as prisoner.
Marc knelt down and opened the chest pulling out a white hooded mask.
" Put on your identity and awaken into this world." Khonshu said his voiced seemed content.
Marc pulled the mask over his face, memories started to pour back into his mind and he began to shout in pain until his vision went black.



![[Image: RnOeCMi.jpg?1]](https://i.imgur.com/RnOeCMi.jpg?1)
![[Image: ytLTikp.png?1]](http://i.imgur.com/ytLTikp.png?1)