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The Triple Crossroads
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Purple eyes scanned the structure that lay in front of him. A gate, to be exact, one made completely out of a clear, crystalline substance. He ran the index and middle finger of his right hand across the surface of the gate. It was bitterly cold to the touch. "Ice. Figures." The short words came from Koal's mouth, voicing his thoughts. " I just left a land of Fire and ash, only to run into one of ice and snow. Ironic." He snorted out a short laugh that didn't reach his eyes. " If it's cold, I might as well dress appropriately." He closed his eyes, sifting around his mind for the substance gifted to him at the beginning of this waking nightmare.

The Omnilium materialized in his pale hands, hovering inches above his long, thin fingers. The small orb painting his face in a plethora of colors. As always, the orb was awe-inspiring, humbling Koal. The items he wanted were fixed in his mind, so the young swordsman got to work, bending the Omnilium to his will. His first objective was to form a lightweight yet sturdy jacket designed to insulate his natural body heat. The surface of the article of clothing was a jet-black color, seemingly absorbing all light that came into contact with its surface. The inside lining of the jacket was lined with a very thin layer of insulation. Koal materialized a pair of black denim jeans, as his were peppered with burn holes, cuts from god-knows-what, and stained with black soot and ash.

Donning the newly synthesized clothes, Koal was pleased with the way they got. He tugged experimentally on the sleeves of his jacket, testing the strength of the material. It was sufficient. The young man dusted invisible particles off his black jeans, and stretched. He smiled and let out a prolonged groan as his muscles and joints relived themselves. He was procrastinating, he didn't bother coming up with a half-ass excuse to try and portray it as anything else. That gate symbolized something to Koal. The last gate he had traveled through has led to the worst experience in Koal's life. His soul has been divided, and then he had exterminated his other half. Somber stuff.

He ran his hand over the cold, dry surface of the gate. The child ice made a short travel involuntarily up Koal's spine. He removed his hand, taking a tentative step towards the gate, and finally thrusting his body into the portal that led to try another adventure...


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