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It was in the midst of darkness that this man continued to climb an endless flight of stairs. Each step revealed itself when its turn came and the previous faded. The trail continued upward through the vast darkness and at the ceiling was a glimmer of light.
"From nothingness, a tool was forged."
His hands gripped on the hilt of his sheathed blade as he continued.
"Imbuing reason, it became a pure entity.
The ceiling grew closer with each step, his legs began to pick up speed. He could feel his body tingle in excitement, hatred, and fear.
"To shatter reason, it had to be refined."
The steps began to spiral towards the circular hole in the ceiling.
"Given rationality, it began to think for itself."
He took his first step into the blinding light. His arms covered his eyes as the strong gusts of wind blew against him.
"With wisdom, it learned doubt."
The wind subsided, allowing the man to see the desert around him. Just a few paces ahead lay the throne. He wasn't alone. There was someone sitting there surrounded by a graveyard of instruments of war. He could tell that the person sitting there was the source of the voice he had been hearing on his way up.
"Come forth, Champion of the Void. The world awaits you."
This post has been edited by LoneSyndal: 12 January 2012 - 03:37 AM
