The happiness of finally seeing something other than white plane and those colors hands.
I felt relieved finally … It was finally over.
Finally, it could end…
The time went on and the Table with the Orb and surroundings started to change.
Grass, plains, mountain ranges, a volcano and a forest with a mini island in the middle.
All of that surrounded by Water, in it are weird Monster, with a constant aura of hunger.
I started to look around this new place I can finally call home.
I saw my Ruin, my home, my place and something beyond it. A place a tower in which one could stay and anchor themselves in.
I started to look around and started to see more and more.
And finally, I saw it, the globe, a white globe with the name Dungeon core above it.
I put my hands above it and started to feel, and I understood so much after I felt it.
This Power, this energy.
It was mine, being stored in this Globe.
"So, you were the one my prison my torture my warden, you were the PIECE WHO KEPT ME HERE AGAINST MY WILL."
"YOU were the one who orchestrated all of this WEREN'T You."
I tried to crush it and voice it till its death, but nothing happened. All it did was absorb my power and grow.
I gave up and just started to feel for more, as I did, I started to sense my surroundings, the place, where my home was.
It seems this orb allowed me to feel my home much deeper than I ever could.
Or it seems to be a thing I could finally do.
I felt and I went, and I felt, and I went…
**Many Years later…**
I finally got it. I found somebody dump enough to take over in some shabby town. Taking over it will be a breeze just need him to come in here. With my space manipulation it should be as easy as baking a cake MUAHAHAHA.
...
What is happening, why is my manipulation not working and what are those rifts. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON.
**Present Time**.
**POV Leroy**
I woke up after what felt like an eternity in some kind of strange place. Looking around me is only forest and trees, I go left and right, look above and beyond, but not seem to find any indicators of where I could be. No sun, no shadows, moss, birds, no sounds. Only the water splashing against the rocks.
I look behind me to the infinite amount of sea spamming across my horizon, I go closer to the edge and look down.
Seeing the sea crash against the cliff up and down, hypnotizing me to a tranquil piece, before I snap out of it.
I need to find out where I am and where to go. What is the point of being in such a beautiful place If you don't know where you are?
So, I start exploring, I reach closer to the Forest and make my way deeper in the direction to the center of the island.
I creep myself slowly near the Trees, trying to have almost everything in view and look twice at things beneath me.
From Grass, to Plants, to pink plants? To weird plants, to… I stop and try to look a bit deeper into it.
The plant's shape and color seem to be unnatural or that's what my instinct is trying to tell me?
I look closer and notice some kind of movement, beyond the simple swaying of the winds.
Following the movements of the beating plant I slow and steadily move to it, one head bub, another one. Inching closer and closer to the plant, until my ears are right next to its root. Listening even closer I notice a pattern.
Following the pattern, I started to Walk heavily, as if I was trying to scare little animals. Moving my legs up and bringing them down with force. Now listening to the rhythm, it has become much more erratic faster almost.
I start to calm down again and walk silently, the plant follows up with a calmer rhythm, but still erratic.
I change it up with a rhythm of walking as If I was trying to copy it. The Plant slowly seems to agree and starts to harmonize with my beat. Going up and down, left and right. One moment I was walking to the beats of the Plant the next I was dancing to the Beat of the Forest.
It's weird how there is no sound around here, almost as if… Pain follows up the thought and I stop it.
I look down to my feet and try to find the beat of the Forest again, starting to walk faster and faster. I notice less and less obstruction from the forest. Less branches peeking out less brushes staying in my way.
The faster I walk the more I notice the Beat, as if it was asking me to go faster, I follow it. Going faster and faster, ending up running at the end, all the way to the forest edge.
That's when I come out of my trance and notice the miles I have been running and stamina I am missing.
Heavy breathing and collapse follow.
**enter "a good song never dies music"**
**POV Gini**
"No good song never" "No good song never"… I start shaking my hips to the beat of the music.
Vibing in my little camp site on the lake, I start to notice a weird disturbance.
I fly back up to the Sky to look over the Island.
While my iPod plays the song "a good song never dies".
Bobbing my head up and down I start to look around.
You couldn't believe my astonishment, when I saw a fucking dead kid on the edge of my Forest.
Following it up a bit closer I see the child lying there, STILL BREATHING.
"WTF I saw you die."
"How are you still alive???"