Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140604150022/@comment-3293219-20140605182451

"You used to look on the dead with such... envy." A voice echoed inside Set's head.

"Yet whenever you get the chance to join them... You always recoil. "

Who's... Talking? Set asked, inside his own head. His body, below the neck felt dead. His arms and legs had no life in them and he couldn't feel anything inside his torso, his heart wasn't beating, his stomach wasn't functioning either.

"I'm sure that Marcia has told you about our little... deal. Her life is spared, in return for my original sacrifice..."

''Y-You're that... Gross God! ''Set snapped, suddenly growing sentient.

There was a faint chuckle as he discovered Namira's identity.

Wh-What do you want with me?

"Calm down mortal, I don't plan to kill you. I've been watching you for some time, looking through your memories...

''The things that you've done... The way that you shambled from Skingrad to Bravil, just for revenge? The way that you devoured that girl?"''

S-Shut up...

There was a long pause as Namira let him calm down a little, taking in what she was saying...

"I don't want a victim, Set..."

She chuckled faintly as Set began to feel... something in his body.

"I want... a champion."

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"Set!?"

Marcia was curled up, in a ball, crying into her robes as she heard Julie's voice echo, inside her head.

J-Julie? She responded, looking around.