Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2015 1:24:03 GMT -5
The young necromancer was minding his own business, constantly moving his books to larger and larger rooms as his already vast collection continued to grow. It had done so quite nicely since his joining of the cult, although he should probably start to return the books he had taken from the manor's library now that he had finished copying them... However, when he had moved the last set of books to his room (One with enough room to accomodate a proper bed this time. He really needed to find a place to store all those books!), he felt a sharp throbbing in his left arm and his third eye.
"Ticobell...." a voice was whispering inside his head. Where had it come from? "You stupid mortal...It is time to fulfill our contract..."
He was left stumped as to what it was referring to, until the second it hit him as hard as flying hammer would a person. "Yes...That contract. It is time for our bodies and our minds to become one." Then what about their hearts, you ask? Ticobell wondered the same thing. The voice of the feral demon rang out with a bone-chilling cackle "WE DON'T HAVE HEARTS YOU FOOLISH FLESHSACK! AHAHAHAHAHA!" And with that, the red-haired boy blacked out.
When Ticobell opened his eyes, he saw nothing but emptiness. A swirling void of ethereal twilight.
"Where am I?"
Suddenly from out of nowhere, another answered him. "We are in the medium. A realm where the light of life dances with death's shadow. It's a place where you necromancers and the occasional time-traveler enjoy spending most of your existance."
Ticobell turned to face the direction where the voice had come from, and he saw a black cat-like creature. One that had two tails...? Three? Four? It was certainly more than one.
*Disclaimer: I'm writhing this crap as I make it up to sort of explain changes in Tico's original design, but in a more story-oriented manner instead of my daily life trials. Constructive criticism is appreciated, and I'll keep anyone who's interested posted for updates to this drabble!
"Ticobell...." a voice was whispering inside his head. Where had it come from? "You stupid mortal...It is time to fulfill our contract..."
He was left stumped as to what it was referring to, until the second it hit him as hard as flying hammer would a person. "Yes...That contract. It is time for our bodies and our minds to become one." Then what about their hearts, you ask? Ticobell wondered the same thing. The voice of the feral demon rang out with a bone-chilling cackle "WE DON'T HAVE HEARTS YOU FOOLISH FLESHSACK! AHAHAHAHAHA!" And with that, the red-haired boy blacked out.
When Ticobell opened his eyes, he saw nothing but emptiness. A swirling void of ethereal twilight.
"Where am I?"
Suddenly from out of nowhere, another answered him. "We are in the medium. A realm where the light of life dances with death's shadow. It's a place where you necromancers and the occasional time-traveler enjoy spending most of your existance."
Ticobell turned to face the direction where the voice had come from, and he saw a black cat-like creature. One that had two tails...? Three? Four? It was certainly more than one.
*Disclaimer: I'm writhing this crap as I make it up to sort of explain changes in Tico's original design, but in a more story-oriented manner instead of my daily life trials. Constructive criticism is appreciated, and I'll keep anyone who's interested posted for updates to this drabble!