02-11-2015, 07:56 AM
‘I get brought here by Truth just before I am able to get my brother’s body back, and on top of that I’m in a completely white world which isn’t unlike the plane where Truth’s gate was. This is just great.’ Edward sighed to himself as he wondered if his Alchemy even worked in this place. Edward pulled back the right sleeve of his coat, revealing his metal arm. It shone strangely within the place Truth had called the ‘Nexus’, Edward had determined that it had no sun, and the fact that it was bright was because there was no darkness in this place, or at least that was what Edward had determined. Edward clapped his hands together and then waved his left hand over the metal plate on top of his right, Automail arm, it transformed into a triangular blade.
‘Yep, still works.’ Edward muttered to himself as he transmuted it back to normal, looking around at the Gates, he realised that they must lead to other places, simply as each one seemed to have a different glow about them.
‘Well… there’s nothing else to do here.’ Edward sighed as he began heading towards one of the gates. He had a long walk ahead of him.
By the time he’d reached the gate, Edward had changed his attitude, he’d slumped forward and hung his arms down in front of him, hanging them freely so that they swayed a little as he moved. The look on his face had switched from an uninterested look to an angry and irritated glare as he stared at the gate.
‘You know… for something so inanimate it took me a long time to get here.’ Edward said angrily as he kicked the side of the gate – only to succeed in hurting his own foot. Edward stepped forward, through the stone gate, saying goodbye to the stark whiteness as his scenery changed. Soon enough he found himself atop a hill surrounded by stone pillars and, after looking past the stones, rolling hills that were dotted by several villages and what appeared to be a large city that had been built up a mountain.
‘Yep, still works.’ Edward muttered to himself as he transmuted it back to normal, looking around at the Gates, he realised that they must lead to other places, simply as each one seemed to have a different glow about them.
‘Well… there’s nothing else to do here.’ Edward sighed as he began heading towards one of the gates. He had a long walk ahead of him.
By the time he’d reached the gate, Edward had changed his attitude, he’d slumped forward and hung his arms down in front of him, hanging them freely so that they swayed a little as he moved. The look on his face had switched from an uninterested look to an angry and irritated glare as he stared at the gate.
‘You know… for something so inanimate it took me a long time to get here.’ Edward said angrily as he kicked the side of the gate – only to succeed in hurting his own foot. Edward stepped forward, through the stone gate, saying goodbye to the stark whiteness as his scenery changed. Soon enough he found himself atop a hill surrounded by stone pillars and, after looking past the stones, rolling hills that were dotted by several villages and what appeared to be a large city that had been built up a mountain.