You are walking through alleys, narrow streets surrounded by forebodingly tall buildings that form a labyrinth city. You find an open area between buildings, and see an old woman in a wheelchair. You ask her who she is, and then notice something drawn in the sand at her feet. A symbol--an ancient one, meaning "god", but not the God you serve. You glance up, but the woman is gone.
"I am time. Time that has been building up like sediment since days long past in this world that is like the bottom of a valley. That is me." You hear the old woman's voice speak inside your mind.
You keep walking through the labyrinth and find the old woman again. You can guess by now what she is; all the information you have at your hands points to a very specific type of ancient being. To confirm your suspicions, the old woman pulls up her sleeve to show a mark on her arm, the same symbol you saw in the sand earlier. But your logical mind stalls out: how can this be possible? This ancient group of people should have all died out over four hundred years ago. The idea of there being an immortal being like this is... too much for your mind to grasp. The old woman simply explains that time does not always flow in one direction, that it can instead be still, like a deep, stagnant pool.
Then, the old woman asks you a question: why do you aid the brotherhood? That long-standing fraternity that historically punished and killed people like her. People like you. People like us, she implies. You instinctively deny any association with this old woman. If she is indeed the immortal you suspect, she is an evil being. But the old woman is not having it. She calls you a descendent of the same evil god as her, and you hotly deny her.
The old woman cites centuries of history to point towards the brotherhood's bloodshed: thousands upon thousands of innocents were put to death in the name of your God. The exact number is unknown, but it could be into the millions. You claim that your people only punished those whose hearts had turned to evil, but deep inside you feel the seeds of doubt begin to form.
She will explain to you who she truly is, and then you will understand who you truly are, as well. She carves a rune in the sand, summons a god of deceit and illusion, and everything goes black.
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maleficafe) wrote2018-12-09 11:59 pm
Memory Share edition
"I am time. Time that has been building up like sediment since days long past in this world that is like the bottom of a valley. That is me." You hear the old woman's voice speak inside your mind.
You keep walking through the labyrinth and find the old woman again. You can guess by now what she is; all the information you have at your hands points to a very specific type of ancient being. To confirm your suspicions, the old woman pulls up her sleeve to show a mark on her arm, the same symbol you saw in the sand earlier. But your logical mind stalls out: how can this be possible? This ancient group of people should have all died out over four hundred years ago. The idea of there being an immortal being like this is... too much for your mind to grasp. The old woman simply explains that time does not always flow in one direction, that it can instead be still, like a deep, stagnant pool.
Then, the old woman asks you a question: why do you aid the brotherhood? That long-standing fraternity that historically punished and killed people like her. People like you. People like us, she implies. You instinctively deny any association with this old woman. If she is indeed the immortal you suspect, she is an evil being. But the old woman is not having it. She calls you a descendent of the same evil god as her, and you hotly deny her.
The old woman cites centuries of history to point towards the brotherhood's bloodshed: thousands upon thousands of innocents were put to death in the name of your God. The exact number is unknown, but it could be into the millions. You claim that your people only punished those whose hearts had turned to evil, but deep inside you feel the seeds of doubt begin to form.
She will explain to you who she truly is, and then you will understand who you truly are, as well. She carves a rune in the sand, summons a god of deceit and illusion, and everything goes black.