Darkness, that familiar darkness...it had been a short time since Neveah had felt it's chilling cold grip, though not nearly long enough.
"There you go... running away again. All you ever do is run, what can you achieve with such a weak mind?" That strange voice echoed in Neveah's consciousness, piercing through the haze of sleep.
"Who are you?... What are you?!" Neveah thought back to the voice in confusion.
"Who am I? That is for you to find out... Omega..." The voice whispered hauntingly.
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Neveah's eyes snapped open, a quiet gasp escaping her as she glanced around her dark room .
"Veah...is everything okay?" Menarx murmured from where he lay beside Neveah, his voice still deepened from sleep.
"I... I'm fine, Narx." Neveah replied, still breathing heavily.
Neveah's breathing had not calmed when a sharp pain shot through her, beginning from her gut like she had just been stabbed.
