05-28-2015, 02:04 PM
The shadow was now within a fair distance of the exit point for the Abyss; and Nealaphh could better make out the figures that were milling around. The green one, with the wires, and the boy with the red hair...but where were the others? The Masked Lurker and the Crimson Bolt? Nealaphh had been focused primarily on the progress of The Hero of Time and his Gerudo companion, but the escapades of these other primes had not escaped the god-mind's notice. This could mean two things; either there were more exists from Dante's Abyss than what Nealaphh could see, or, those contestants weren't actually dead. This conflicted with the official listings on the Dante's Abyss Dataverse site, as Nealaphh now checked, but the god-mind could not dismiss the possibility outright. So very little was certain within this Omniverse.
Regardless, Nealaphh was aware that it's tall, black silhouette would be quite stark against the solid white backdrop of the Nexus. While Nealaphh did not have any specific reason to fear another prime at this point in time, it may be fortuitous to create some form of shelter from which the god-mind could observe the traffic nearby. As such, Nealaphh spent the following several minutes weaving a dome of black, volcanic obsidian into existence within The Nexus, to act as a temporary housing that Nealaphh could occupy. The god-mind had formed the cyst of stone such that it had no entrances or exits, thus preventing any potential sneak attacks from behind, at least, assuming that explosive force was not used to get access to the shadow. Obviously, Nealaphh had made its position much more obvious, but subtlety had a time and a place, and there was no reason to maintain a low profile right now. After all, Nealaphh could not assume either way that The Hero of Time would try to evade pursuit once he was done within the Abyss. Mathematics of probability stated that the highest chances of two objects meeting in space were for one object to remain stationary while the other was mobile. Granted, one could not directly apply such theories of probability to the multi-dimensional nature of The Omniverse, but it was the best strategy Nealaphh could work out at the moment.
Regardless, Nealaphh was aware that it's tall, black silhouette would be quite stark against the solid white backdrop of the Nexus. While Nealaphh did not have any specific reason to fear another prime at this point in time, it may be fortuitous to create some form of shelter from which the god-mind could observe the traffic nearby. As such, Nealaphh spent the following several minutes weaving a dome of black, volcanic obsidian into existence within The Nexus, to act as a temporary housing that Nealaphh could occupy. The god-mind had formed the cyst of stone such that it had no entrances or exits, thus preventing any potential sneak attacks from behind, at least, assuming that explosive force was not used to get access to the shadow. Obviously, Nealaphh had made its position much more obvious, but subtlety had a time and a place, and there was no reason to maintain a low profile right now. After all, Nealaphh could not assume either way that The Hero of Time would try to evade pursuit once he was done within the Abyss. Mathematics of probability stated that the highest chances of two objects meeting in space were for one object to remain stationary while the other was mobile. Granted, one could not directly apply such theories of probability to the multi-dimensional nature of The Omniverse, but it was the best strategy Nealaphh could work out at the moment.
And, we dream of home I dream of life out of here Their dreams are small My dreams don't know fear I got my heart full of hope I will change everything No matter what I'm told How impossible it seems We did it before And we'll do it again We're indestructible Even when we're tired And we've been here before Just you and I
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued