In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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Twixt and between the amble roads, down the spirals and up the nodes. Where nothing is sense and sense is nothing, where will the destinies lie, or will they be forthcoming? Or Forewarning?-Original Poem-Me _______________________________________________________
Here she was, in a place that was obviously for the insane! And yet she could not believe such an insane place could hold such wonder! "Curious..." spoke the monk. "Very Curious indeed, why doth a flower speak?" She questioned her innocent mind not in a state able to comprehend such things. Turning towards the the forest, her attention turned from the blathering foliage the young female monk Jade peered through the tall leaves. " I wonder, twas the pretty petal had fallen, where have I have landed?" She of course was rambling nonsense but in a place where insanity and nonsense ruled, why would it matter? "Oh! I do hope I find my out of here! I believe this place is playing with my mind!"
Fearon was in the strangest of rooms, and just under two centimeters tall too! Heartless came after him, but they were easy enough. He knocked them away, back to their darkness, and took a step back as more converged on him. He wasn't a fool, he couldn't win this fight. He turned and ran, spinning only once to cast a thundara spell to slow down the heartless and he continued to run. He dodged under some table legs as a heartless spit a firball at him, it hit the leg and disappeared. Fearon continued to run, until he neared a... snoring doorknob? He turned back to the heartless, and suddenly heard a clink as the door opened and felt some hands grab him and pull him back through the door, he didn't see who had grabbed him, he just saw the door shut.
