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Hearing the story of the primitive folk who once ranged the lands and were now being controlled by a demonic creature brougt back horrid memories from Gus' past into his mind. He couldn't get his thoughts out of his mind, the thoughts he had the same day when he decided to be a void mage...
(OOC: Thinking/Flashback Sequence Those With Telepathy Might Be Able To Pick This Up)
I was four years old... I can't forget that day... that awful day... when the primitive ones attacked... I couldn't have been older than 7... when I walked away from the town i grew up in, and it was the last time i'd ever see it... I went to go talk to the old mage out in the woods, but was attacked by surley beasts, they bore little but loin cloths and used jagged spears made from rocks and carved tree limbs... they locked me in a damnable prison filled withi the dead, dying, and undead. I had to sit there, fearing for my life that the courpses might leap upon me, and then I saw the grandmaster mage I'd gone out to see... He was commanding their wretched hides to do his bidding... I once knew him as a freind, but some vile force had corrupted him... all I could think about was my hatred toward where I was and how he didn't even know I was there... I demanded attention... I just kept demanding it, until the world around me started spinning, twisting, twining, inverting, and then I realized that I was sitting perfectly still... the trees, the cell, the nearby town, all of it was gone... and when I stood up only the grandmaster was there, he appeared frightened, he tried to fill the air with toxic gas, this forced me to laugh, I thought he knew me better than that... this laugh seemed to make him choke, but it was really because the air was so thin in where I'd transported us, he soffacted and died on the spot, leaving none of his knowledge to me, but he left his mace behind... I still hold it today, in memory of the man I once knew, a great wizard who I knew that one day I would hope to become... but I will never let the darkness of the void corrupt me like him... I will use the powers of the vacuum only for good... He Shuddered... But that day...
"It still hurts inside..." gus said out loud, unintentionally. He suddenly looked up and looked around smiling nervously to hope no one noticed him thinking outloud.
Was this hurt really brought on by his old memories? Or was it... something more... a gut feeling... perhaps... His emptied mind was susceptable to many forces in the air which seemed disturbing to an extent... though Gus couldn't tell why...
[ 10-06-2003, 11:04 AM: Message edited by: /)eathKiller ]
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