[spoiler] | [i][u]Prologue[/i][/u] | }{ | [b]”Do you even realize what they are? Mere demigods, half creatures, broken pawns. Our curiosity for them has been strenuous to say the least. We wait for them, within their minds. The flayed aspects of entropy are mere fragments of us. Yet we are dormant, we are passive, and they are not.”[/b] | }{ | [b]”We are the dark, or at least, an aspect of it. The collective dark, known to mere mortals as Entropy, is passive. We are hostile, a polar opposite to our brethren. They seek to silence us, an aspect of violence, something that allows fragments to continue. We are pivotal to the survival of [i][u]them[/i][u], without us, they are dead.”[/b] | }{ | [b]”You deem us delusional? O death defiancy, if only you knew, we are the ones who control you. We are your masters, you are a mere servant to us. You shall not break free from your chains. Your emissaries cannot save you, your apathetic form is bound to us.[/b] | }{ | [/spoiler] | }{ | The “patient” awoke from its slumber, sweating. This was the second time that it was contacted. These apparitions came with the side affect of amnesia. Such an affect was deadly, now it can no longer remember any aspect of its previous personality. | }{ | Those who knew it before this current time referred to it as Lythros. Yet now such entity was gone, wiped from the records of existence. The patient had no true name, only designated sections of letters and numbers. These sections have been classified and could not be reached. | }{ | The “patient” stretched and observed its surroundings. The cage which it resided in was broken, and was seemingly on the side of a road. The “patient” stepped out of it’s containment chamber to wander the surrounding area. It would return to the chamber before dark came. Now, it was left to explore to its hearts content. It started to explore, and as it did, its mind began to wander. For it wanted to ask itself about the entropic relationship which it was in. | }{ |