Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-27550231-20190222042930

"Aye... Its is"

The conversation exhausted and his thoughts elsewhere Jorge closed his eyes and allowed himself to fall into slumber. The world blackened around the edges and he lost all sense of feeling and sound. He was returning.

He awoke once more in the world of milky oceans, the waves unnaturally tumultuous and the sky unusually stormy. This world, the biome and the environment all reflected the goddess within him. This storm was a product of his making. Of his scorning of the one who dwelled within him.

He felt a smug pride in his work, for he had never seen this realm in such a state. The rampaging storms and aromatic biting winds felt pleasing in contrast to the warm waters.

Content with his work Jorge attempted to find purchase in the sea as he had many times before but it did not respond to his gestures. The once shallow waters now felt as if they were a bottomless ocean full of unknown perils.

Without warning the storm worsened, sucking him into the center of an aquatic vortex. The wind and rain pelted his face causing him minor pain and discomfort.

From the clouds it came.

From the storm her wrath manifest.

From aloft her tumultuous throne she looked down at him, contempt and rage seething over her form.

You DAREshow yourself in my world fair champion?

You DARE come to me after your exhibition fair champion?

You Dare sully this place with your misdeeds and corruption FAIR CHAMPION?" 

''Speak... Tell me why you are here?''

"Is it not simply to see? I have come to talk. To barter! I now know what it is you want... desire... and I am wi3to hear you out."