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[Drayek]

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All went silent. The soul, at one time known as Norture, floated alone in a giant endless expanse of space, completely silent and detached from the world it was once from. The soul was confused, just moments before it rested within Oblivion's grasp. Where was it now? It noticed a human female in the space and approached her, hoping for answers. She had a strange appearance, her clothing was fairly casual looking, and yet unlike anything it had ever seen. She was overweight, and had long brown hair, and glasses upon her face.

He had a body again. Bewildered, he looked down at his hands, then back towards the woman, hoping for some form of answer.
"I'm sorry if I surprised you, it's simply easier to speak with you this way. I'm your creator, and I'm leaving Sosaria. Your soul, and all of the souls I created, will leave with me." she said.
"Where am I going? Why am I going? What about Oblivion?" Norture asked, confused.
"Everyone in your world was created by someone, there are many like myself. In a sense, this is more true than Oblivion. Your world has existed for a very small amount of time, however has a vast history. We add as it is necessary, we are timeless. And as I created you, my power over you is stronger than that of Oblivion." She replied.
"Are you saying that everything from my world is just imagined?? That everything we do is just the whims of someone's imagination?" he asked, now feeling a new sort of fear, the fright of everything he knew and believed ceasing to hold any meaning. The fear of not knowing what truely was beyond.
"Yes, pretty much." She casually said, giving a slight shrug of her shoulders.
"Then why? Why have us suffer, why have us believe in our societies, why have us follow ideals which ultimately mean nothing?" He continued to ask.
"The ideals could mean something, however I doubt they ever will again. Most want a world of clearly defined good and evil, and want to label things as good or evil. Most just want to fit into those roles, and not really push it. I do not believe in good or evil, and I tried to give you the belief that what you were doing was the ultimate good. However, this means you now feel disgust that everything you did and believed was for nothing. Believe me, if we could have done anything, we would have. As it stands, there's not much we can do. Too many people want to pretend they are 'good guys' without ever actually doing anything good, they just want something labelled 'evil' to go and hunt to prove their worth. And too many others are going and becoming cookie-cutter 'evils' without considering what it is they are doing. Tell me, why didn't you attack Sanctus, and rather opted for a peace treaty while plotting a way to undermine them?" she spoke, having a disturbing insight into his world. He often wondered why his bretheren called themselves evil, and tried to teach them otherwise.
"Because they outnumbered us greatly, and would have the support of Luna. We would lose the war, and would lose what little land we have left. The paladins would likely destroy the Ebon Skull, or at least perform a more powerful ritual which would leave us even worse off than the last time they did it." He answered her, hoping this wasn't a trick question. She knew more about him than even he did it seemed.
"Exactly. But the Sanctus creators told me they wanted something to do, and wanted me to have someone cause trouble or even start fights, claiming they wouldn't go and invade. It doesn't make sense, does it? Do you understand better now? I do not want to stay in this world, and it's insulting to leave you there" She replied to him. He nodded slightly, looking downwards for a moment.
"But what happens to me now?" He asked, glancing back up at her.
"Now you will exist in my mind. I would take you to any world I visit, but you wouldn't translate well to most other worlds. But you can wander the world in my mind freely. Drayek will be there, you won't be alone."
"Drayek??" he replied, feeling more positive his friend would be with him.
"Yes. The souls of your family will stay with me as well. You might need some time to rest and adjust, but ultimately this is the best thing I could do for you. Perhaps sometime, I could speak with the creators of others you knew well, and your group could get together once again. We are only limited by our imaginations." she said, smiling. And with that, the darkness faded. They stood in a world of winged people, a land of magic and high technomancy.

-The end-




"By the way, you remember that Vaen Swiftar guy? He's kinda like a god in his own right, he's one of the only other people who tries to tries to make his creations feel real emotion or do things differently. Oh, and if you're ever lonely, I can hook you up with Aless, Tika, or Toni. They're massive sibear wh0r3z."
"...I've always wondered what it'd be like to.. ehh... are you powerful enough to let me play with Vaen?"
"My imagination is limitless"
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