[b][i]The needle begins levitating in the air as my eyes open suddenly, briefly flashing with Amber glowing runes of ancient power. I rise, sliding my feet off the bed and standing to my full height. I am enormous, chorded musculature and pale skinned. My hair is long and silvery. Briefly looking at my hands, I realize there is great power resonating through my flesh, an ancient power... However I fail to remember how to harness it. I hear a noise and the needle drops to the ground, shattering against the floor - the slight noise deafens me and my senses recoil. I hear a sharp ringing in my ears as a vision flashes before my eyes. I see myself, standing on the bridge of a massive starship ship, commanding a Legion of Darkness, and making a communion to a corrupted God of filth. My armor is pitch black, and holds within it the power of enslaved demons from another realm. I come back to my body. I see a man standing in the corner, watching me. His finely-tailored suit contrasts from the environment... But I realize that he is nothing but a reflection of myself, manifested from elsewhere to guide me. The vision fades. I walk towards the door.[/i][/b]