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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/9/2017 2:40:33 AM
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[b]She could hear whispers, and then a voice that was mixed with the shadow[/b]
[i]The truth...[/i]
[b]The dark energy started to feed off of her own, welcome to essence of Death[/b]
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[i]She felt this, and she was not happy about it. The mist flowing from her armor sucked back in, and the energy flow stopped.[/i] "I felt that."
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[i]Of course you did, how could you not?[/i]
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"Good question. Now, would you mind taking any physical form, if you can?"
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[i]As you wish...[/i] [b]The shadows condensed, and something stepped out of the newfound fire. He stood at a height of ten feet, clad in ornate silver armor. A tall, detailed helm hid his face from view. [/b]
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"Thank you...Talking to air isn't the most enjoyable thing. I am Thaan, Hell's Retriever, assuming you don't know that already."
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"Of course. I knew who you were the moment you set foot on this world. Welcome, Hell's Retriever."
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"Hm...so who are you exactly? I've never seen something like you before."
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"I'm the end of all timelines. The fate of all things. I am the Formless, the Nameless, and the king of final shapes. I could have phrased that better, but you get the gist."
