I awoke...
I stared at the ceiling, the ceiling, the ceiling stared back at me, countless eyes, cold, merciless, strapping me of every little piece of existence and personality I had, every fibre of my flesh, every edge of my mind, they devoured it, stared, dead, without blinking, yet alive, hungry, staring, to my very core, every moment of my past exposed to their staring, until the end of time staring, staring... STARING... STARING...
...and I awoke,
I could not move, my own flesh rebelled against me, distorting, malforming, each piece of my body filled with animosity, the old flesh fighting the new, blood devouring blood, I screamed, I kept screaming until I could scream no more and even then, screaming with two voices, the Bishop and the Beast, until I went deaf...and even then...screaming...
...and I awoke,
I heard the voices, the dead ones, the living ones, the Court, the ascendants, the Cult, some whispering, some screaming, some smooth others raucous and more voices, old, primordal, truthful to the core, too much truth for a singular being to contain, I held my head...and started laughing, cynical, why did I come here? Mad, the voices laughed aswell, all of them...Insane, so much truth, with such lack of sense, was there truly no sense, or were I just too insignificant to understand...and the primordals whispered...and I laughed at my complete lack of sanity, laughed in madness...
...and I awoke,
besides me, myself, the Bishop, and besides me myself, my new form and besides me, myself, the past me and besides me, the future me and besides me an alternate me...who am I?...and besides me, another me and below me, another me and...who was I? ...was I? ...am I? ...
...and I awoke,
the voices whispered to me, of power, primordal and raw, I felt it soaring through me, around me, inside me...and I listened, to the voices, teaching me, more and more and more and more and more...
...and I awoke,
the Warlord besides me, staring down at me, this creature, there and here me, my boundless power, he should bow before my eminence, be reduced to dust for my gloryful presence and I stormed at him...and he obliterated me, effortlessly, cold, without any feeling, a singular move of his hand enough to shatter my body, burst my innards across the walls, break my mind, shatter my soul... the gloryful me...the insignificant me...
...and I awoke...
...and I awoke...
...and I awoke...
...and I awoke...
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...and I awoke,
Nothingness, was this death? Neither warm, nor cold, dark nor bright, good nor bad...nothingness, should I stay here? Forever? I closed my eyes, sinked into the nothingness, fell...fell...fell...fell...Something inside rebelled...
What am I doing? Death is but a state, a concept, a part of life. Why did I come here? I seeked revenge, power...
...and I defied death,
I screamed, not at myself, not out of madness, I screamed at the nothingness around me, I did not accept it, I am more than this, I am more than myself, more...and I lifted myself above the mere concept of a mortal...the nothingness fading around me, life trying to get me back , the warmth, yet the unforgiving reality, with all of it´s aspects and the pain, the light stretched out towards me...and I defied it, stared it down, like the eyes did with me, nothing will bind me down, I am me and only myself, not just a mere pawn of life and death, I shall defy fate, write it myself, with my decisions...
...and I awoke, I truly awoke, I could tell, the reality around me trying to divert itself from me in disgust but I forced it back, with my will and I stared at the Warlord, not as what he showed the others, but as what he was, as HIM...
...his look was that of a man who saw more than anyone or anything else..."So, who are you?"
...and I searched myself, who I was, who I am, who I will be, all that I were, will be and could be and looked at him...
"I am me and only myself, I am Terr´Noc of the Old Blood and that is who and what I am."
...and I was truly awake, the first time in my existence...
Hidden entry, Terr´Nocs Chronicle