The first demi-plane was unfolded. Rumours will tell you it was there before, but no existance becomes active without a trigger.
Demi-plane’s location has never been told to a living, the time corridor was certain though; no digits; a time that is not between order or any system.
She woke up.
The only vision that she can see was an iron bed with some soft and smelly material. She was in a cell, dark walls with no picutre on it. Some sort of liquid was flowing from a crack from the ceiling. With a hesitation she looked at the liquid, it was yellow and heavy. An injector on the corner of the room shined by a unknown source of light. She bend over the injector, it was golden, shiny and pure nobility. It was brand new, seeming highly higenic. Took the injector and injected the yellow liquid to her thickest vein.
She only felt a disturbed peace.
A light that shows the way?A ranger to describe the environment? no..she wanted to fell, and learn what falling is. Without a blood dropping and pain, you cannot understand the cruelity of the demons that seems like a new born, white skinned and blue eyed blonde baby boy.
The quesiton was on her mind for ages it seems, she always believed half of what she saw; none of what she heard.
And a question on my mind since i met you;
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