06-09-2017, 06:16 PM
It should have been the end.
Her life had already been over. Having fallen prey to a terrible curse, the young girl's health deteriorated rapidly. With nothing else to give, the maid offered her master what remained of her decaying soul. He was reluctant to accept, reluctant to give up hope that she could make a normal recovery. But she assured him that he wasn't killing her, but saving her in the only manner they had left. By becoming one, she hoped that she could relieve him of the burden her condition had placed upon him. She hoped that he could make use of what little strength she had left and that she could continue to watch over him even in death.
But it was not to be. Though her memory of the incident was foggy, she could recall that her master was ambushed. The girl could do nothing but watch as the proud Namek was not merely killed, but eradicated from existence entirely. All her efforts, all her sacrifices — they had been for naught as her master succumbed to a terrible fate. Left with nothing but utter despair, the servant awaited for her own meager existence to be extinguished as well.
But for her, the end did not come. At the pivotal moment, she felt a sensation she had not experienced in a long time — the familiar pull of dimensional travel, though, the void she eventually found herself in was anything but. Distraught and confused, the maid looked around the inky blackness surrounding her. It was only after this action that another feeling began to set in. It was warm and comfortable, like the experience of putting on familiar clothes. She instinctively knew what it was, but was so shocked that she had to look down to make certain. Sure enough, she saw her own two hands. Somehow, she was in her own body once more.
She had barely had the time to overcome the dissonance of being able to move by her own power when a grinning white figure suddenly appeared and introduced itself to her. Calling itself Omni, it proceeded to lay down some of the basics of her situation. But even the servant could tell that this speech was well-rehearsed, a familiar spiel that countless others had no doubt heard before her. Though it provided some of the answers she sought, it barely touched upon her most pressing question — why? Why was she alive? Why, when she had failed so utterly in her duty, did she draw breath once more?
But whether out of ignorance, malice or some other mysterious reason, the elusive entity did not elaborate beyond that.
With only that vague promise of further knowledge, Omni disappeared without a trace.
"Wait, please!" Tamsin finally managed to call out as the force suppressing her voice subsided. But the only response her plea received was silence. The hollow expanse surrounding her disappeared just as rapidly as it had appeared, giving way to a scenery of pure white. Finding herself standing near a fountain, the young woman was sad and lost.
Lost, but not alone.
Her life had already been over. Having fallen prey to a terrible curse, the young girl's health deteriorated rapidly. With nothing else to give, the maid offered her master what remained of her decaying soul. He was reluctant to accept, reluctant to give up hope that she could make a normal recovery. But she assured him that he wasn't killing her, but saving her in the only manner they had left. By becoming one, she hoped that she could relieve him of the burden her condition had placed upon him. She hoped that he could make use of what little strength she had left and that she could continue to watch over him even in death.
But it was not to be. Though her memory of the incident was foggy, she could recall that her master was ambushed. The girl could do nothing but watch as the proud Namek was not merely killed, but eradicated from existence entirely. All her efforts, all her sacrifices — they had been for naught as her master succumbed to a terrible fate. Left with nothing but utter despair, the servant awaited for her own meager existence to be extinguished as well.
But for her, the end did not come. At the pivotal moment, she felt a sensation she had not experienced in a long time — the familiar pull of dimensional travel, though, the void she eventually found herself in was anything but. Distraught and confused, the maid looked around the inky blackness surrounding her. It was only after this action that another feeling began to set in. It was warm and comfortable, like the experience of putting on familiar clothes. She instinctively knew what it was, but was so shocked that she had to look down to make certain. Sure enough, she saw her own two hands. Somehow, she was in her own body once more.
She had barely had the time to overcome the dissonance of being able to move by her own power when a grinning white figure suddenly appeared and introduced itself to her. Calling itself Omni, it proceeded to lay down some of the basics of her situation. But even the servant could tell that this speech was well-rehearsed, a familiar spiel that countless others had no doubt heard before her. Though it provided some of the answers she sought, it barely touched upon her most pressing question — why? Why was she alive? Why, when she had failed so utterly in her duty, did she draw breath once more?
But whether out of ignorance, malice or some other mysterious reason, the elusive entity did not elaborate beyond that.
Quote:“That’s all you need to know right now. You’ll figure out the rest soon enough. I’ll be watching … and waiting.”
With only that vague promise of further knowledge, Omni disappeared without a trace.
"Wait, please!" Tamsin finally managed to call out as the force suppressing her voice subsided. But the only response her plea received was silence. The hollow expanse surrounding her disappeared just as rapidly as it had appeared, giving way to a scenery of pure white. Finding herself standing near a fountain, the young woman was sad and lost.
Lost, but not alone.