07-01-2015, 10:29 AM
In silence, the two men traversed the white line—their eyes surveying the black and gray land that surrounded them.
“Have you explained what happened to you?” Shang muttered as the two men walked across the Void.
Atelos shook his head. “I was free of this place. I woke up in a barn and got caught up in the actions of these adventurers who sought to slay a mighty beast. We fought against it valiantly… but after that, it grows foggy.”
“Did you win?” The sorcerer inquired.
“Aye. It fell, but then we squabbled over a relic left behind by the creature. The next thing I know, I awoke on the battlefield in bruises, and then I was back here.” The Spartan put a hand on the side of his head. “Everything has been such a blurred whirlwind lately.”
His associated nodded his head. “I understand,” he spoke as he reached into the bag hanging from his belt. He dug down passed the metal-encased vial and retrieved the strange object left behind by the Spartan. “You left this… thing behind.” He handed the skull to the Spartan, who seemed to liven up just a little at the sight of his garish item.
“Thank you,” Atelos remarked as he stowed the object away.
Up ahead, Shang noticed something on the horizon—a large gate, much like the ones in the Nexus. “Look,” he said, prompting his friend to lift up his head. Without needing another remark, the two jogged over to the gate, and while neither paid attention to it, the white path upon which they’d been traveling led right up to the portal.
“Where do you think it leads?” The Spartan inquired as Shang stepped forward and gingerly passed his hand through the portal. He pulled it out a moment later to confirm that they wouldn’t be stepping into a volcano or anything hazardous to their health.
“Let’s find out,” the sorcerer replied as he stepped through the gate.
On the other side, Shang Tsung was immediately assaulted by the stark difference in lighting. They’d left behind the grayscale nothingness and walked into a verse filled with sunshine and clouds. A glance down to his boots revealed that he was actually standing on a cloud.
“What is this?” Atelos declared after stepping through the Gate and glancing out across the serene landscape of clouds, sunshine, and pillars. In the far distance, they could spy what seemed to be a city.
“I’m not sure, but that,” Shang answered, pointing toward the city. “Is where we need to go.”
“Have you explained what happened to you?” Shang muttered as the two men walked across the Void.
Atelos shook his head. “I was free of this place. I woke up in a barn and got caught up in the actions of these adventurers who sought to slay a mighty beast. We fought against it valiantly… but after that, it grows foggy.”
“Did you win?” The sorcerer inquired.
“Aye. It fell, but then we squabbled over a relic left behind by the creature. The next thing I know, I awoke on the battlefield in bruises, and then I was back here.” The Spartan put a hand on the side of his head. “Everything has been such a blurred whirlwind lately.”
His associated nodded his head. “I understand,” he spoke as he reached into the bag hanging from his belt. He dug down passed the metal-encased vial and retrieved the strange object left behind by the Spartan. “You left this… thing behind.” He handed the skull to the Spartan, who seemed to liven up just a little at the sight of his garish item.
“Thank you,” Atelos remarked as he stowed the object away.
Up ahead, Shang noticed something on the horizon—a large gate, much like the ones in the Nexus. “Look,” he said, prompting his friend to lift up his head. Without needing another remark, the two jogged over to the gate, and while neither paid attention to it, the white path upon which they’d been traveling led right up to the portal.
“Where do you think it leads?” The Spartan inquired as Shang stepped forward and gingerly passed his hand through the portal. He pulled it out a moment later to confirm that they wouldn’t be stepping into a volcano or anything hazardous to their health.
“Let’s find out,” the sorcerer replied as he stepped through the gate.
On the other side, Shang Tsung was immediately assaulted by the stark difference in lighting. They’d left behind the grayscale nothingness and walked into a verse filled with sunshine and clouds. A glance down to his boots revealed that he was actually standing on a cloud.
“What is this?” Atelos declared after stepping through the Gate and glancing out across the serene landscape of clouds, sunshine, and pillars. In the far distance, they could spy what seemed to be a city.
“I’m not sure, but that,” Shang answered, pointing toward the city. “Is where we need to go.”
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