Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170106142830/@comment-26517142-20170508135916

"Not a clue, Doc." Jeiel dusted his pants and as he nodded towards them, the Elementals disappeared in their dimensional pocket again. Only Circe remained, and she was shivering. Staring at the blackened atmosphere.



"I was too focused on the spell preparation that I didn't see who done us in." He apologized. He soon noticed the trembling Circe.



"It's been a while, has it?"

His query caught Circe in her anxiety. "''Yes..Danna-sama.It's been a while." ''The Ilillith's folded arms wound tighter upon herself. "Memories of what my past self haddone..are coming into mind."

Jeiel passes her and pats her head. He goes to an elevated feature to look around. And is visibly shocked.

 

"Good Lord.."



Doc soon sees the very same thing.



The very expanse of the Naether was filled with brown-red leaves from the inverted Bleeding Tree, either cascading from the heavens or piling up on the demented terrain of the realm. Even the surface of the black water was accumulated by the leaves.



The sky was raining flecks of bloody sap. And all across the Naether..there were weakened bodies of Naetherkin. They were sapped of strength. They were..dying.



<p class="MsoNormal">The tree, at the very center of the underrealm, was shedding its bark uncontrollably. Peel upon peel of bark rolled away and fell beneath the treetrunk. The roots were drying up. And the Path of Bleaves was disappearing.

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<p class="MsoNormal">"Nathan...you bastard, sanctimonious son of.."

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<p class="MsoNormal">There was a whimper from behind them.

<p class="MsoNormal">"Pa..pa."

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<p class="MsoNormal">Jeiel and Doc turn to see the perpetrator of their rudimentary entry.

<p class="MsoNormal">"N...Nwa?!"