I'm Sorry, But the King You're Looking For is....

[Demetri Malius]

Demetri watched as each each person began to make their way to the barracks, most likely tired and worn from the dragon confrontation he had observed earlier. Demetri finished up his meal, swallowing the last spoonful of the warm broth before dissimulating the utensils he used. He took the time to examine the food on the long table where the others had retrieved their food, but nothing captured his appetite. Everything looked so alien and new, although he could recognize some of the ingredients. In the end, he figured he had his fill and waited for the others to finish. The convenience of omnilium was very satisfying to Demetri. As much of the group left, Demetri thought about sneaking off for the minor mission he received over the dataverse. Then again, Miranda could detect him. It seemed that simply becoming transparent wasn't enough to avoid detection. There was more to it, or so Demetri hoped.

Once the others left the room, Demetri began testing the possibility of suppressing his presence even further. He focused once more, concentrating on his connection with the world. His image faded, just like when he was above the hovercraft outside, but he needed to go further. He felt the floor beneath him, the sounds of his breath, the air hitting against his clothing and skin. He then created a barrier between himself and the world, not allowing anything to interact with his mind or body. His breath was silent, heart smooth and soundless as it pumped his body full of blood and oxygen.

As Demetri's presence completely vanished from all senses, he felt Miranda paused at his sudden disappearance. Her sensing was now no longer enough to detect the rogue informant. Demetri started out, not a sound coming from his body as he slipped past the koopa coming into the room. The turtle-like soldier had a confused face, looking behind him and counting on his fingers as he tried to remember how many people entered the room compared to how many exited it. He repeated his counting numerous times as he didn't understand how they didn't match, but then shrugged it off as just his imagination. He was never good at math anyways.

The smell of moss and stone filled the air as Demetri continued to creep past guards and patrols, making his way to the front gate. He smiled to himself as he felt the satisfaction of his powers, knowing he would be even greater at his trade than before. The Omniverse held so many opportunities and chances for him to rise above his past self, and there was so much more to learn and discover. Demetri also remembered when IRIS told him about the special verses. The Void, Oververse, Underverse, and the dataverse. The Underverse seemed the most mysterious to him. IRIS had told him the history of the verse, but there was hardly any information about it. The one thing everyone knew, however, was that it was dangerous, and that banishment was the only way to get there. It is said that it is possible to come back, but nobody has managed to do so. Perhaps Nealaphh will have more information.

Demetri then passed through the gate into the dark and vast burning world. More koopas were scattered around the outskirt of the building, and it seemed to be a new shift. Demetri quickly traveled to a spot out of sight long enough for him to summon his vehicle. It still took a while to summon, but not as long as last time he did so in the Nexus. Within a few minutes, he was off into the ash covered landscape, the red light of the lava shining on his vehicle and body as he headed to the Nexus. He knew the way now and could easily make it back within due time.