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Post by Alejandro on Jun 15, 2009 1:30:23 GMT 1
Defeat… such a bitter taste. It was sickening, and yet, it was something I’d needed. I possessed a certain clarity that I had been lacking before - the pain broke through the perpetual haze of hunger that ruled me, providing a path for my past intellect to surge forth and conquer my mind. The world seemed clearer now, as if my vision had been blessed, or as if my ears had been graced; the dull, blurry world I’d inhabited before was replaced with a new, shiny model, structured only for my benefit.
I’d been transported to the Quartz Desert by some manner of ‘teleportation’, for lack of a better word. I was unsure what to call the skill, but I was confident that it was an ability only replicated by other Hollow’s. Some modicum of danger existed even on this plane - other Hollow’s wouldn’t think twice about scavenging their own kind, just as I wouldn’t think twice of crushing what remained of them like mere ants.
For now, I was content to lie in the sand and regain my energy - then, and only then would I return to earth to exact my revenge. Or perhaps, take out my festering aggression on whatever hapless Hollow wandered by…
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Post by Alejandro on Jun 19, 2009 18:01:56 GMT 1
... but no one came. Not anyone worth mentioning - the mindless cretin's that restored my health were of the negligible sort, incapable of even the barest of thought, only guided by the very same hunger that drove me. Their deaths replenished me, restoring my vigor and my sorrow...
What tender morsels awaited me in the human realm? My wings beat powerfully against the dead air of Hueco Mundo and I ascended.
[ Exit ]
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