originally posted in:The Ashen Conflux
Hello.
My name is Rei-8.
I have been asked to share share some of my visions with you today.
I know not the meaning of this vision, but I have made some guesses.
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Darkness. I had just thrown myself off a cliff overlooking a beautiful vista on Mars.
The black fades to gray and I am walking on a black stone floor.
The mist around me swirls and parts.
I am suddenly floating above the guardians that killed Oryx.
I see them detonate black orbs.
White.
Oryx has fallen off the air of the arena.
He rises up in a last-ditch attempt to end the guardians.
Boom.
Oryx is dead.
I feel a vibration, a resonate energy being dispelled.
I look over and see a figure of a guardian floating alongside me.
He is made of a green mist.
Toland.
But I am not interested in that.
The energy.
I feel it in every molecule of my ethereal existence.
It is a call.
A plea.
An invitation to the strongest to take Oryx's place.
I dimly hear Toland saying something angrily as the guardians warp away.
But the call.
It is undeniable.
I feel it sweeping across the universe.
Suddenly my vision is a kaleidoscope of figures.
Thousands of ascendents have felt it.
But two are most prevalent.
A knight.
Strong. Powerful. Bloodthirsty. She has felt the call.
A Wizard.
Cunning. Wicked. Cruel. She has already heeded the call.
The knight prepares her legions.
The wizard, her brood.
They are now the only two I see.
It is now a race.
My visions blurs and am standing on an icy moon.
In front of me is a tower.
It flickers and turns into a pit, similar to the Hellmouth.
It flickers again back to a tower.
It turns into a wizard.
But the wizard flickers into a knight.
My mind is incapable of any thoughts other than one, being whispered in my ear.
Who will arrive first?
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