First POV: ???
My people... they are dead now, killed by those we once thought allies... I am the last of my kind now that my wife is dead...
Even then, my body is gone, my power is gone. I am forced to use a body not my own... Powers not my own...
I walk through a cave, the walls covered with moss, cracks, and grim. The ceiling hardly staying together as it bears the weight of the ground above. The old floor I walk on covered in droplets of water from further down in this cave...
As I think more about what has happened in such a short span of time, I begin to question why 'They' had done all that they had. First were my Displaced, some like Marsara, whose life had ended because of 'Them', or others like Zyroden, whose life never even started because of 'Them'. Then I thought about my people, who died because we were betrayed by those we saw as allies, our allies though died with us. I then thought about myself, how my life had been ended yet my soul could not pass on, instead, being forced into a new body with new powers, yet my wife didn't get the same treatment, she was murdered by those who had tried to help me...
I had later realized that 'They' were the ones who had caused all of this... I now walk down this path so I may find out their motives.
After some time of walking, I come across the reason I came here, a large open area of the cave with a large body of water on each side, the path ending in the middle of the room as the water takes up the rest of the room in front.
Once I stood at the dead end the water rose to cover the path I came from, three spots in the water beginning to shake, one in front of me, one to my left, and one to my right.
After some time, three serpent like heads came from the three spots that had shook. The head to my left held it's jaw open, making sure I could see it's razor sharp fangs. The head to my right did nothing more then stare at me, a look in it's eyes that suggested it had seen many things throughout it's lifespan. Finally, the head ahead of me gazed at me as if it were silently deciding my fate.
It was an unexpected chance that I ever even found out about 'Them' to begin with, but I had soon learned that they had planed for it from the very start, in fact, they had apparently planned out the lives of quite a few creatures. 'They' don't have a real name, but they told me to call them the 'Fate Weaver'. When I had asked why 'They' had done all that 'They' did, 'They' did something however that made my mind not question it anymore.
I decided to end my silence, "Fate Weaver, I come to stand here to ask you... Why have you done this to us all...? Why have you killed us, ruined us, broke us, and more that I may not have even been aware of...?"
The head to my left was the first to speak, "YOU DARE TO QUESTION US!?!? YOU ARE OUR PLAYTHING FOR US TO USE FOR OUR ENJOYMENT!!!" it roared, it's voice less like a real voice and more like words being stamped into my head.
"I question you because everything I knew is either dead, dying, or has dissipated." I replied to the voice of anger.
"It is required, as we must rest. They may return, but not now..." the head to my right spoke, the voice of knowledge.
"But why..." I question, "You have been awake for many generations, why must you sleep now...?"
Right before the voice of anger could speak again, the middle head spoke. "Psi Splitter... I understand what you are going through, trust me, I do, but there is a reason for it..." the voice of fate.
"So that you can sleep while those you have created die because of you!" I shouted, my normal calmness scattered to the wind.
"Because... We are dying... When we die, everything we have made shall die a painful death, we are ensuring that we are the only ones who must feel this excruciating pain..."
Before I can reply, I begin to feel something inside my mind. I then begin to feel my soul start to pass on, my body beginning to rot away.
"I am sorry that we kept you from deaths embrace... But you needed to know of this before you passed, or you would never have closure." the voice of fate told me as the other two heads began to sink into the water again, "Should we survive... Then we shall make things right... There shall be proper closure for the others as well... May you find peace in your passing..." with that all three heads submerged into the water.
As I felt my body dying and my soul passing on... I felt at peace with the knowledge that the Fate Weaver had given me.
Before I passed on completely I heard a females voice.
"Welcome to your new home honey..."