04-19-2016, 04:59 PM
The Golden Haired boy felt the world of Aincrad slowly melt away before him. There were a few moments between his Player Death and the boy's mind being fried by the very gear that delivered him to that world. In these few moments, Zelrius stood in what appeared to be a sky with a Sun seemingly locked in infinite twilight. The invisible platform underneath his feet keeping him from falling into the seemingly endless void below the floating castle. He had enough time to form a small sigh, and then it was gone. He was strangely more aware in Death than he had thought he would be. In his mind's eye, The golden haired boy had always imagined it to be nothing but pure darkness, and no thoughts, but yet here he was; still able to form meaningful whispers inside his mind.
For a moment, the boy felt fear. He had always been unconvinced there was an afterlife, and now was terrified to meet a sort of Judgement. Despite how many times he laughed at the idea of a god, when a figure finally appeared, Zelrius found himself wanting to plead for forgiveness, against the fact that he firmly believed he had done no wrong. The boy found he couldn't form words no matter how he tried, but somehow the being before him still understood entirely what he wanted to say.
The being raised a finger, silencing Zelrius' thoughts and then went on to explain the situation in a bit of detail, though it seemed he was more or less being wordsy and poetic about what was going on. As the being introduced himself and explained his reasoning for bringing Zelrius here, the fear seeped away to anger fairly quickly. And he didn't listen to a single bit about the Omnillium. All he cared about was the part where 'Omni' basically told Zelrius he was just another pawn of many, and it made the boy want scream and yell, wanting nothing more than to draw his swords and slice Omni into shreds, if not to kill him, then to anger him.
Finally the boy was dropped by the Fountain, currently in the form of an actual fountain, though he ignored it, now able to talk. "NO GOD DAMN IT!" Were Zelrius' first words in this new realm. "I WILL NOT BE A FUCKING PAWN ANYMORE, I AM SICK OF IT." The boy wildly drew his swords and swung furiously, whacking the Fountain and swinging in the air. "KILL ME, LET ME JUST DISAPPEAR ENTIRELY." He tired out quickly, slumping against the fountain, trying not to break down. "I don't want to live another lonely existence... please..." His face pet into his cupped hands, sobbing quietly.
For a moment, the boy felt fear. He had always been unconvinced there was an afterlife, and now was terrified to meet a sort of Judgement. Despite how many times he laughed at the idea of a god, when a figure finally appeared, Zelrius found himself wanting to plead for forgiveness, against the fact that he firmly believed he had done no wrong. The boy found he couldn't form words no matter how he tried, but somehow the being before him still understood entirely what he wanted to say.
The being raised a finger, silencing Zelrius' thoughts and then went on to explain the situation in a bit of detail, though it seemed he was more or less being wordsy and poetic about what was going on. As the being introduced himself and explained his reasoning for bringing Zelrius here, the fear seeped away to anger fairly quickly. And he didn't listen to a single bit about the Omnillium. All he cared about was the part where 'Omni' basically told Zelrius he was just another pawn of many, and it made the boy want scream and yell, wanting nothing more than to draw his swords and slice Omni into shreds, if not to kill him, then to anger him.
Finally the boy was dropped by the Fountain, currently in the form of an actual fountain, though he ignored it, now able to talk. "NO GOD DAMN IT!" Were Zelrius' first words in this new realm. "I WILL NOT BE A FUCKING PAWN ANYMORE, I AM SICK OF IT." The boy wildly drew his swords and swung furiously, whacking the Fountain and swinging in the air. "KILL ME, LET ME JUST DISAPPEAR ENTIRELY." He tired out quickly, slumping against the fountain, trying not to break down. "I don't want to live another lonely existence... please..." His face pet into his cupped hands, sobbing quietly.