Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190207224937/@comment-25828117-20190209181457

Graicus like Cade quit wandering and found a bank of cold snowy grass to call his bed for the time being. When he dropped himself down it felt like he was still falling three minutes later,not that he had much of a concept of time at the moment.

He looked up at the sky, seeing the dark treetops ring around the clearing he found himself in. Then, he saw the stars. The sign of the Ritual called to him. Before he knew it, he was leaping from Masser to Secunda and on towards the stars as if they were mere stepping stones in a large river. A river made from time and space, of what was seen and of what lay beyond. Far beyond... Beyond the starscape. The firmament of Aetherius shattered and he saw free.

But here there was nothing. There was only void. A man stood in the distance. In all this blackness he appeared almost like a keyhole. Upon approaching him Graicus was repelled to find out it was Morgus.

"Hello, Graicus." He said with a toothy grin. Those horrible teeth.

"You can never escape me."

The gladiator was understandably upset. Weren't these drugs supposed to make you happy? Had he gone too far? Why wasn't there anyone else of the Zah-ma here.

Graicus felt his strings snap and down he fell. Out of the void, back into his body on the ground where he was left gasping for air.