Heavenly Retribution.

[Masquerade]

A large rift. What lies beyond it's reaches? Curiosity had led him down the path to saving the world along with extraordinary determination. However, this rift--what was it that drew him to it and caused an uneasy feeling in the pit of his soul? Thanatos could only find the answer by jumping in, and he knew that his partners were with him. And thus, he made the jump.

Upon landing from the tumble into the rift, Thanatos rose immediately, his eyes scrutinizing the room of which he now stood intensely. He didn't miss a single detail, yet there weren't many details to begin with. It was just a plain room--silver in color--and a magnificent looking chair. That's what caught his attention the most. The chair. It looked as if only a person of utmost importance could sit there--maybe not even a human. His doubt turned to fear, but he wouldn't let it overtake him. Whatever was going to happen was going to happen no matter what. Ever since Ignus had been defeated, there had been a lingering feeling in his soul, and now, that lingering feeling was blazing as bright as the towering infernos of hell itself. What more could it take to raise his courage? He put his hand on his weapon slowly. He made sure to stay wary at all times so he couldn't be caught off guard. But the room empty. Where would anyone come from? His own conjectures would not be enough. He would need the opinions of his companions first.