Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-27550231-20180818025121

You have done it...

There is nothing here, just the infinite white. No light. No dark. No shoadows. Only the unending diorientation of the infinite harsh void.

Despite all your resistance.

Praetor feels his body grow warmer.

Despite all your passiveness

Jorge feels his bosy grow warmer as well.

''You have finally set aside your hatred and managed to forgive yourself... So long have I watched and languished in silence. So long have I wanted to reach out and heal your wounds and mend your ailing heart. Long have I wanted to reunite you with your beloved...''

The two entities feel a great pressure as they are forced back into one, forced back into the great warrior they once were.

''I forgave you oh so long ago but you have yet to do so until now. You have scorned my love for your for so long and now we are reunited. RISE! Rise my dearest champion! Show them your strength! Show them your defiant spirit! Show them the power my love gives you!''

A great surge of lightling surges through the split souls mending them once more into the powerful inferno it once was.

''Go oh champion mine! Go forth and bring forth our fury! Go and lay waste to those who wish to divide you from your beloved... Go find your daughter... She may not admit it  but she misses you.''

The knight feels a powerful flame surge through his veins as the void shatters around him leaving him falling through the stars. The sight of whirring nebulas and stars was an all too familiar one to him as he plummeted to this new realm and within moments he was reentering the atsmosphere and back into his body.

Jorge explodes into lightning as Paramool crushes his helm, the powerful flames erupting from his every orfice. The man rises with the unnatural grace of a puppet, his body hanging limply as his body re-knits its self into it's original form.