After everything went blank with the strange meeting with that woman, Sion felt as though he had been asleep for what felt like a lifetime, he felt as though he was passing through space and time, his body seemed as though it was no longer there.
He could not feel limbs or anything else, he felt as though he was just a small ball of energy passing through space, with no known destination, he felt like light, almost like air, he could not feel anything all he could hear, was the woman's voice echoing in his head, as he tried to figure out what she meant by that.
He wondered what more was in store for him, what was going to happen to him next, if he would have any other strange encounter, his mind was a jumbled mess, all because of her words.
He did not know what to think or do, nor did he know if her words were true or false, whether he could trust her or not, but one thing was for sure, he was no longer the same, it was as if his existence had no identity to it, he was just a meaningless roaming soul.
As his thoughts were being consumed, he began hearing voices in his head, calling out to him and saw himself, which was now just a ball of light, passing through planets and time, he could see all of space in his sight.
"Oh, fated one! We summon you, heed our call, hear our voices, the voices of your master's and come forth to the realm," A voice chanted and as he opened his eyes.
A large gold, mixed with a red and purple circle was formed on the ground in a building and there were mages surrounding it and other people dressed in royal attire and some in armor, while the servants stood in a corner, nervously as the circle began shaking a little.
All of their gazes fixed on the magic circle that was being formed before their eyes, waiting in anticipation as it began glowing bright purple and out came Sion except something had changed.
When Sion opened his eyes, the bright light made it burn and he squinted his eyes as he sat up and looked around him, his brows furrowed as he saw the mages looking down at him and he wondered where he was and whether he was dreaming or not.
'Where am I? What the hell is this?' He wondered as he stood up, his body felt better yet somehow a bit weird, but he did not pay attention to that at the time.
"Where am I? Am I dreaming?" He asked as he looked around and the mages exchanged glances.
"Welcome outsider, you are within the throne room of the palace of King Reifer, of the kingdom of Algar, you were summoned here to be his aid," One of the mages said and Sion blinked twice as he processed his words.
He looked around and his eyes widened as he saw the people that were there and the type of clothing they were wearing, almost frantically, he immediately realized that he was no longer dream, what he was currently facing was his reality.
He pinched his arm, which suddenly felt different from before than it usually did when he was in the hospital and his brows furrowed as he felt the slight sting and the strange woman's words, everything she said to him, came rushing down on him like a ton of bricks.
He immediately realized what she meant by that, what she meant by nothing will be the same, what she meant by a second chance, every word she said to him, came through within the blink of an eye.
He was standing in the middle of a throne room, in another place, one that he did not know even a shred of information about, completely fine, death denied and defied, he was alive, he was absolutely speechless, he was dumbfounded as he tried to process everything that was happening to him as well as around him.
He did not know what to do or to say, all he could do was stare into blank space as the mages looked at him with curiously, wondering what he was thinking about that got him so distracted, he was confused as were they and there was nothing that he could do about it, as he tried to grapple with his reality now.
He looked at the mages with a cautious expression, he needed to understand what the hell was going on, he needed to find a way to find a few things. he knew the only ones other than that woman that he could get answers from, were the ones that 'so-called,' summoned him there.
"Can you tell me what is going on here?" He asked, for now, he understood everything the woman meant, everything that she said to him was coming through, nothing would be the same ever again, he was no longer in the place he used to live, no longer in the place he once called home.
He was now somewhere completely unfamiliar, somewhere in which everything defied his very logic, a place where he had nowhere to go, no life of his own and everything he once believed it, many things were still there but diminished.
"This king wanted more powerful warriors within his circle, there have been many power struggles recently, he needed an aid of his own, we decided to do a summon and you ended up being brought here, before us, to serve the king, but this is unexpected given who you really are," One of the mages responded and his eyes widened a little in confusion as he turned to look at the king, sitting on his throne with piercing eyes, his gaze was scrutinizing.
He could feel all the eyes in the throne room on him, a feeling that made him highly uncomfortable, as he wondered why some of them looked at him like that, with hatred in their eyes, when they did not even know him.
He was about to continue speaking to the mages to find out more, as the purple hue from the circle was still around him, covering him in a soft circle, like a blanket.
That's when he froze in his spot, when he realized his voice sounded different, stronger, deeper and his brows furrowed as he accidentally saw his reflection in a nearby glass and his eyes widened in shock as his jaw dropped.