02-13-2016, 07:48 PM
The world was dark, a murky black color that seemed to hold no end, yet Malthael could sense he wasn't lifeless. Gathering his will-power, The Angel of Death cast his gaze around him, investigating his surroundings with a precision only achievable through several lifetimes of vigilance. The tall, gaunt figure moved to step forward, only to find that his body would not obey his instruction. As he attempted over and over without success to move his body, a clear voice chime out over the eternal silence.
The former Aspect of Wisdom cocked his head at a slight angle. His faceless hood stared at the white figure, that gazed back with a moronic grin plastered to his featureless face. The Fallen utilized this opportunity to scrutinize this character closely, to try and classify and distinguish features this man may or may not possess The white figure's arms seemed to cradle something, and as he opened his hands, he began to vocalize again.
The brilliant orb levitated just above the surface of The deity's skin, pulsating with an internal light and hummed with power. Malthael extended his claw-like hand to the small nova, willing the orb to come within his grasp. The small sun coalesced into a crystalline structure before hovering to the Angel's fingertips. The tall figure inspected the crystal, even whilst the mysterious man spoke.
Malthael's head snapped up from his deliberations. There were others here? His logic answered the inquiry before the other answered them. Of course, separate life-forms existed here, he would not, could not, be the only thing that fascinated this deity. A life without end has its pros, but after a large interval of time, the cons start to get increasingly copious.
Malthael's vision began to go dark once more, and the last thing he caught a glimpse of was a smile...
Quote:“My name is Omni. This is not the world you know. This is the Omniverse. You interest me, so I have made you part of it. The Omniverse is a place that reflects the wishes of those who are part of it. But! There are rules. I will explain them only once, so listen carefully.”
The former Aspect of Wisdom cocked his head at a slight angle. His faceless hood stared at the white figure, that gazed back with a moronic grin plastered to his featureless face. The Fallen utilized this opportunity to scrutinize this character closely, to try and classify and distinguish features this man may or may not possess The white figure's arms seemed to cradle something, and as he opened his hands, he began to vocalize again.
Quote: “This is Omnilium. It’s what ties the Omniverse together. Without it, you are nothing. With it, anything you desire can be yours. But you will need more than this. If you desire it enough, you will find it. You will find that using it comes naturally. Just think of what you desire most.
The brilliant orb levitated just above the surface of The deity's skin, pulsating with an internal light and hummed with power. Malthael extended his claw-like hand to the small nova, willing the orb to come within his grasp. The small sun coalesced into a crystalline structure before hovering to the Angel's fingertips. The tall figure inspected the crystal, even whilst the mysterious man spoke.
Quote:“You will not be alone in the Omniverse. There are others. Of course, they, too desire Omnilium. Do not fear death. For as long as you interest me, you will be reborn.
Malthael's head snapped up from his deliberations. There were others here? His logic answered the inquiry before the other answered them. Of course, separate life-forms existed here, he would not, could not, be the only thing that fascinated this deity. A life without end has its pros, but after a large interval of time, the cons start to get increasingly copious.
Quote:“That’s all you need to know right now. You’ll figure out the rest soon enough. I’ll be watching … and waiting.”
Malthael's vision began to go dark once more, and the last thing he caught a glimpse of was a smile...