Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-30014014-20180405034357

"Older than time? There is doubt to be manifested. The only beings capable of such a feat would be gods, the two separate entities of Order and beasthood...or those hiding under the folds of this world one would call dimensions left by the passage of time. The one called Armata and his realm seem to be from the third branch, sheltered from the Metamorphisis..."

Prad follows along, grinding Threnody through the decaying walls. He scoops up dirt from this open space, observing it.

"I understand your doubt. From my point of view, humans in general have lost much of their power with the crossing of time. Perhaps due to this Great Change wrought by the current carrier of the yin title. But, I give you my word, I am human. Born of a father and mother. Lived as in infant, a teen, a man. I bear blood in my veins, experience the same thirst and hunger as those from this era. My only anomaly would be the ability to live several life spans".

He opens his palm, letting the old dirt spill downward with a rising stare to the sky.

"This third point of yours, I believe it. The balance of this world has been disturbed. In ways few could forsee..."