05-05-2009, 06:37 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-05-2009, 11:15 AM by DragonMasterX.)
"Boldly put!" The voice continued, losing one of its three different tones, remaining dual now. "I hope I didn't come off wrong, it's just I was in the middle of something, and I never expected good 'ol Ignus' copy of Heaven would have the power to transport you all here... Coincidence? Oh, the irony! Haha." 'He' laughed, apparently overjoyed all of a sudden.
Hearing Thanatos' last comment, the voice lost yet another tone, and all of a sudden, the pearly chair started to spin, until it went around 180 degrees, giving its glorious back to the four guests, only that its view was covered by someone floating just beneath it. Sitting on the air, and leaning on the back of the huge pearly chair, was a lone, little figure of a boy apparently made of glowy white matter, emulating to be sitting on an arm-restable couch, one of his legs crossed atop the other. Its body factions clearly were those of a human child, but its head was missing a few commonalities, such a mouth, a nose or ears. Apparently there was a single spot in its face that could show the sign of a single eye, albeit it was located just in the midst of its forehead section. A short lock of what appeared to be pretty hair made of the same matter its body was comprised of hung just past where his left eye would be; it was then that the being opened his eyes softly, merely showing them a gaze of crimson, the eyes of a lizard, they appeared to be, judging by the shape of the irises. It digned itself to speak again.
"Fate is a curious thing, wouldn't you say? People who don't follow it are crushed, while those who decide to go by it simply fade away. I will never stop to wonder if your types will ever learn your place." He said, his voice ringing ominous, maybe because of the fact this child was not even speaking with a mouth, only gazing towards the four heroes.
Hearing Thanatos' last comment, the voice lost yet another tone, and all of a sudden, the pearly chair started to spin, until it went around 180 degrees, giving its glorious back to the four guests, only that its view was covered by someone floating just beneath it. Sitting on the air, and leaning on the back of the huge pearly chair, was a lone, little figure of a boy apparently made of glowy white matter, emulating to be sitting on an arm-restable couch, one of his legs crossed atop the other. Its body factions clearly were those of a human child, but its head was missing a few commonalities, such a mouth, a nose or ears. Apparently there was a single spot in its face that could show the sign of a single eye, albeit it was located just in the midst of its forehead section. A short lock of what appeared to be pretty hair made of the same matter its body was comprised of hung just past where his left eye would be; it was then that the being opened his eyes softly, merely showing them a gaze of crimson, the eyes of a lizard, they appeared to be, judging by the shape of the irises. It digned itself to speak again.
"Fate is a curious thing, wouldn't you say? People who don't follow it are crushed, while those who decide to go by it simply fade away. I will never stop to wonder if your types will ever learn your place." He said, his voice ringing ominous, maybe because of the fact this child was not even speaking with a mouth, only gazing towards the four heroes.
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