Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170217234150/@comment-28358106-20170227164818

He passes through the gate, and suddenly, through some force unknown,  finds himself deep within the structure. Passing through its yawning hallways, his footsteps echoing on the floor, he feels as if the structure itself is ushering him towards its master. He finds himself in the central chamber, and sees the dais and its throne in the distance.

And then, again, he finds himself next to it. The shadows drape over the Dark Lord, as he stands atop the plinth, looking deep into an obsidian monolith, marking the events within it. Aidlis perches on the top of the throne, watching Marcus intently.

Victivius turns and begins walking slowly down the steps.

'"So ends the tale of Cerberus, godslayer, eater of worlds.  Prey to the inevitable, forever bound by his hunger, unslakable.  The poetry of death marks its final cadence on his son, in whom all his trust rested.  Betrayed, slain, eaten.  The Destroyer destroys again, his hand the hammer what fell upon the bell of his father's hope, its toll the song of the end." '

Marcus becomes aware of many eyes in the darkness, watching him. Victivius reaches the bottom of the steps, some distance away.

"The song of his end..."

His hand, carrying an obsidian shard, raises. He crushes it, the black ash falling and dissolving. He lowers his hand and turns his black gaze to Marcus.