In an other world, as a God fell to the schemes of mere mortals, the tides of fate seemed chaotic and unpredictable as Liam was faced with a totally different reality.
The world around him was dark.
Thats all there was, pure and never ending stretches of abyssal darkness.
Nazrua, Liam's Shadow Panther frantically growled and circled around him as she felt a form of danger and helplessness she'd never felt before.
"What's going on Naz? Calm down..." soothingly said Liam, trying to calm her down as he gently caressed her magnificent fur.
"This...is the realm of shadows."
"Huh? What does that-"
Before Liam could continue, his eyes constricted into pinholes as a figure silently appeared in front of him.
The being in front of him was a young woman of divine countenance with long, silky dark hair and tantalizing amethyst pupils.
