06-04-2015, 07:05 PM
Delsin had once again been abruptly awoken from what seemed to be a deep sleep. It was almost like a man could never get a decent nap around these places.
He shot upwards immediately upon realizing he had just died seconds ago. Delsin slapped at his face, letting the weight of what had happened sink into his head. Killed.
Revived. That Omni guy was apparently right about his promises of rebirth. He had to imagine, how many other Primes, with such different backstories, would believe that this was some sort of hell for them? Delsin was surprised to even think such a thing, but he had assumed he was a little bit biased to be thankful for not being dead forever, whereas others didn't get such a happy ending before being pulled into the Omniverse.
If they could call it an 'ending,' that is.
Delsin was so deep in thought, he couldn't even tell he was on his bed again. The Lobby.
Sighing, Delsin sat upwards on the edge of his bed. Standing up, Delsin walked out of his room in the pre-show facility, hoping he'd find somebody that didn't want his head on a platter.
Delsin chuckled at how his mind had been turned from pseudo-superhero to a cold and tired survivor in only a few days.
"Man, Del... You gotta loosen up..." Delsin said to himself as he ran his hand down his face, before walking to watch how the Abyss was following after his supposed 'death.'
What a world he now lived in, indeed.
He shot upwards immediately upon realizing he had just died seconds ago. Delsin slapped at his face, letting the weight of what had happened sink into his head. Killed.
Revived. That Omni guy was apparently right about his promises of rebirth. He had to imagine, how many other Primes, with such different backstories, would believe that this was some sort of hell for them? Delsin was surprised to even think such a thing, but he had assumed he was a little bit biased to be thankful for not being dead forever, whereas others didn't get such a happy ending before being pulled into the Omniverse.
If they could call it an 'ending,' that is.
Delsin was so deep in thought, he couldn't even tell he was on his bed again. The Lobby.
Sighing, Delsin sat upwards on the edge of his bed. Standing up, Delsin walked out of his room in the pre-show facility, hoping he'd find somebody that didn't want his head on a platter.
Delsin chuckled at how his mind had been turned from pseudo-superhero to a cold and tired survivor in only a few days.
"Man, Del... You gotta loosen up..." Delsin said to himself as he ran his hand down his face, before walking to watch how the Abyss was following after his supposed 'death.'
What a world he now lived in, indeed.