THE LOST DAYS... Round 1.

[mind_blown]

It's all darkness.

The feeling of nothingness, of being nothing. Of not existing. You have no thoughts, you will never have any thoughts again. While that fact is not comforting, because you cannot be comforted anymore, it is true.

There's a certain rest to being... nothing. And to both knowing and not knowing, that your time is done.

So it's all the more unfortunate when you feel, because you shouldn't feel. And the feeling is burning in your lungs, which you shouldn't have. Because you are- or were- nothing.

And then, you inhale a desperate gasp of air and open your eyes...

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[soulcarve]

[ Hellfire doesn't weigh much, and the power behind the grappling shot easily whips her off her feet. She hits the walls of the caves with a sound like scraping steel before falling to the ground, a little chip of broken metal clinking beside her.

As her vision blurs, she something starts to click. ]