Darkness.
It was the sole entity that embraced in this peculiar realm. Within its embrace, I found myself devoid of sensation, devoid of the awareness of my body or soul space. The world around had beco an empty void, stripped of any perceivable reality, and all that remained was the faint but constant hum of cosmic mana. Even the notion of ti seed to slip through my grasp, evading my understanding like a wisp of smoke.
Stranger still was the absence of emotions that should have surged within . There was no grip of fear, no spark of anger, no pang of anxiety. As I floated within this surreal nothingness, I ca to understand that my emotions were muffled, as though concealed by a gossar veil.
The question lingered: "What had happened?"
The silence that enveloped was initially bearable, but as monts transford into an eternity, a haunting sense of isolation and disconnect crept over . My muted thoughts echoed through the void.
I couldn't help but ponder my own state. Was this the realm of the deceased, or perhaps so unforeseen outco of my actions? An ironic chuckle rumbled within my thoughts; death wouldn't have been a novelty for .
What should have been a storm of emotions was strangely placid. My own unease lingered at the edge of my awareness, threatening to rise to the surface but always withheld by so unseen hand.
Recollections of my journey and the battles I had faced filled the void. Flashes of my existence, from my birth in this world to my encounters with siblings, my family, and my companions, flickered like fragnted mories in my fading consciousness. Nas faces, and places fluttered through my thoughts, a tapestry of a life rich with encounters and experiences.
Breta, my first friend, the one who had journeyed alongside for a part of my story, found her place in my recollections. And amidst the shadows, I even spared a thought for Ember, whose fate remained unknown.
As I waded through the fragnted tapestry of my past, I was briefly brought to the ti before this draconic existence, my existence as a human. However, the specifics of that life eluded like a distant dream.
Yet, whenever I ventured into the realm of the battle and its stark culmination, the muted emotions beneath the veil would stir. Anger, sha, regretthey would froth to the surface, roiling within , threatening to overtake my thoughts. But each ti, they would recede, absorbed by the unyielding darkness that enveloped .
I howled silently, tears flowed without being felt, and my mind scread in defiance. Yet, these impassioned outbursts amounted to naught. The darkness would eventually reclaim , subduing my tempestuous emotions.
"Why did I have to play the hero?" I whispered to the abyss. "I could have avoided this war, explored the boundless cosmos in peace." Regret colored my voice, a bitterness of missed opportunities and ill-fated choices.
For the first ti since I opened my soul space, I found myself unable to perceive its presence. It was shattered, its components scattered, and the elents that once had danced within it were no more. It was as if my heart ached for the Water elents in particular, their absence an emptiness I could hardly bear.
And yet, in the midst of my turmoil, I pondered my existence here. Had I survived, or was I punished for my failure? The notion of punishnt for inadequacy weighed on , the specter of my perceived shortcomings haunting my silent soul.
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The unsettling question echoed in the dark expanse: "Am I truly dead?"
If I was truly dead, why was I still able to feel the cosmic mana?
In fact, if anything, I felt it stronger than ever. I couldn't 'see' it per se, but I could feel it. It was everywhere, the more I focused on it, the more all-encompassing it felt. What is this? Where am I?
Questions kept swirling in my mind, but no answer was to be found.
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"Bring her back Ynos! I do not give a damn, stay in formation!" Sidus's voice resounded with uncharacteristic rage and desperation, urging his companions onward. The situation had taken a chaotic and treacherous turn, leaving Sidus struggling to maintain his usual composure. He had been striving to emulate his older brother's level-headedness, often concealing his determination to be more rational and calm, even if he wouldn't readily admit it. But the events unfolding around him were pushing his limits.
Dragons attacking other Dragons, and Gods engaged in fierce battles alongside other Dragons against Dragons and Deities had shattered the known order. The realm had descended into madness, leaving Sidus bewildered and furious.
Despite the whirlpool of emotions churning within him, he made a resolute effort to stay rational. His temper simred beneath the surface, but he tried to maintain his composure. He couldn't comprehend how things had co to this point, and a litany of questions plagued his thoughts.
In the midst of the chaos, Sidus expertly maneuvered to evade a claw strike from a rival Dragon. With precision, he retaliated, closing the opponent's jaws with his own claws, causing a deadly backlash of dragon breath that bathed the ground in gore and brain matter. A brief mont of relief washed over him.
His gaze shifted to Ynos, who was valiantly attempting to restrain a furious Essie. Such a scene had been unimaginable, and it struck a chord of disconcerting realization within Sidus. In this tumultuous mont, his priorities had dramatically shifted.
Breta was entangled in combat against two Deities, her tenacity and the aid provided by Immy kept her standing. Sidus's gaze, however, drifted upward to the sky, where their mother battled against an enigmatic force hidden beyond the veil of clouds.
Exasperated, he muttered a curse under his breath before rushing to join Ynos and Essie.
"Let go! I can do it!" Essie pleaded, her voice tinged with determination.
Sidus's response was swift, a roar that silenced her and elicited a pitiful expression in return. Inwardly, a pang of empathy tugged at his chest, but this wasn't the ti for such sentints.
"I know you can," he said with firmness, "but look around you! Now isn't the ti to prove yourself to us. You need to stay alive. So stick with the group, understood?"
Essie's voice was feeble, but she nodded her agreent.
Ynos's question hung in the air, accompanied by a grave tone. "What do we do? Weren't we supposed to be launching an all-out attack?"
The uncertainty that plagued them was palpable, but Sidus managed to respond through clenched teeth. "I don't know, but for now, stay close and stay together."
He had made a promise to his brother, and he was determined to keep it. With an unspoken vow, he affird his resolve. "I'll protect them, all of themso co back quickly, brother."
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