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« on: March 01, 2006, 05:14:59 pm »
It seems to be a glitch in the sewers, but yeah it looked freaking awesome ^_^
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General Discussion /
« on: March 01, 2006, 04:28:30 pm »Quote
wow...thats interesting...did you fall off the edge of the world??
I assume you were talking to me?
I didn\'t fall off the world, I was just leaving the sewer, and the game decided to multiply me as well as freeze ^_^ But luckily, I was fast enough to get a screenshot, and it unfroze in a couple of minutes for me to continue my adventures without having to restart.
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General Discussion /
« on: March 01, 2006, 06:06:28 am »
Doppleganger syndrome...fun times...fun times 8D
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Technical Help: Problems BEFORE entering the game /
« on: February 27, 2006, 05:53:02 pm »Quote
Hi,
if you are experiencing problems like the ones noted above, please try this package (new one done today). Substitute the exe files with the ones you have in the PS dir. Remember that updater will try to put the former ones back.
PS0.3.013_noSSE2.zip
Sweet...That worked...so now I can play the game. Only one problem, it still gives me the error when I exit the game...I\'m not too worried, because I can still play...but thought it might be something to let you guys know. ^_^
Happy gaming!!!
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Newbie Help (Start Here) /
« on: February 25, 2006, 08:29:29 pm »Quote
Hey, another idea. Before you validate them to play the game have them do a quiz where they are forced to search for some simple answers?
That\'s a great idea! Then maybe the forum wouldn\'t get so many noobs who just run in randomly with a, \"Someone help!\" Or so many stupid questions...
[edit] Oh yeah, and welcome Frezire!
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Roleplaying (Communitive Storywriting) /
« on: February 24, 2006, 11:19:01 pm »
That\'s neat, but techniquely she didn\'t lose her memory, only got transported to another world in someone elses body, she still remembers who she used to be ^_^
Thx for your comment!
Thx for your comment!
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Roleplaying (Communitive Storywriting) / Bikaye's Beginnings
« on: February 24, 2006, 10:03:59 pm »
Finally I was able to make a character, and with every good character, you must have a history. Voila! Here\'s mine!
It was cold. I had been laying in the same spot for what seemed like years. Time slowed to this one moment, where there was neither past nor future, only the numb feeling I got as I lay blanketed by freezing snow. Had there ever been a past? I couldn\'t remember. I didn\'t even know my name, or what color was. I tried to count the thousands of different shades of white to keep myself awake, but I knew that it wasn\'t long now before everything would turn black, and I would drift into oblivion.
I couldn\'t wait for the pain to go away. My limbs were numb, my face an icicle; buried deep into the frosty pillow, but inside, I could still feel the throbbing. It was unbearable, but all I knew. It had been such a long time; laying in the same spot, eyes glazed over and blonde hair turned white with frost.
Suddenly, I jerked. My whole body convulsed as a memory pierced through me like an arrow. It was gone the moment it hit me, but one thought lingered behind. I grasped that thought like it was my dearest friend, trying to keep myself awake just a little longer. Go North, it said. Just go north, and all will be better.
I tried to moved my arms, but failed. They were too numb, and my legs were the same. How? I thought.
The scene began to go black again, and I tried to blink, but my eyelids had frozen. I despaired at the thought of diving into oblivion with the dust of memory still yelling into my mind. As a warmth settled over my body, I thought to myself that this was it. All the feeling was finally starting to go away. It wasn\'t even cold anymore. Only moments now until true Nothingness.
Be calm little\'un. Your safe now, the words floated into my mind as I fell into a deep sleep.
I woke up warm. Whatever was on top of me was soft...and big; covering my entire body. Alarmed, I wriggled, and felt a great weight lift off. Opening my eyes, drops of snow fell onto my revealed face, and I took a deep breath.
The cold was still there. I sighed. Then how had I been warm...?
A large furry body came into view. No...I squinted...two white bears stood in front of me. One licked my face, warming it with its saliva. I smiled hysterically; hallucinations. No matter, I was alive, and I could carry out my only thought that had stayed with me; go north.
What do you need, small friend?[/] I looked into one of the bears kind faces.
?Go north,? I could barely choke the words out through my parched throat.
With the help of my new friends, I climbed onto one of their backs and buried my face deep into the soft fur.
We will take you, I heard.
I can\'t say if it was a long journey. Time was something foreign to me now, and no land marks in the white wasteland to judge it by. But, when the motion stopped moving under my belly, and I slowly raised my head, I was once again covered in snow and numb despite the warmth of the bear.
Ahead lay a small castle nestled deep within a icy cliff, enveloped by fog in the same manner that a mother protects a new babe. How the bears had known to stop I had no clue.
I slipped off the bears back, falling to the ground. Only severe determination had me up on my knees, and once again looking into the bears faces. I tried a smile, unsure if it showed.
?I thank you.? I ruffled in my pockets with numb hands, pulling out two handkerchiefs; a birthday present from my mother. ?I know you are only figments of my mind, but without you, I wouldn\'t have made it this far.?
I tied the cloths around each of their necks; one blue, one green. They bowed their heads, and then turned away, disappearing silently into the fog.
Now, I turned back to the castle. Still, my memory failed me, but I knew I had to get inside.
I started moving forward, using the lingering warmth from the bear to aid me. And again, time passed in an infinite manner as I crawled towards the front door.
I had closed my eyes by the time I felt the wood upon my outstretched fingers. The door had a rustic tone to it, with carvings in the dark wood and the black metal cut into Gothic patterns. I ran my hands along it slowly, reaching for the handle. It had been a long time since I had been to this place.
Opening the door, I collapsed inside, using the last of my strength to kick it shut. Plush rugs touched my face as an unearthly warmth cascaded over my body. I let the ice melt and my body thaw for many minutes as I lay there; limp. I felt pain as the blood rushed back to my limbs, throbbing horribly, and then I shuddered, realizing where I was.
Had it been years or lifetimes since I had last set a foot in here? I couldn\'t remember. My mind flooded with the images of the horror that had taken place so long ago.
A creak bounded through the hall, penetrating the thick silence like a knife, and I knew I wasn\'t alone.
?Brother,? I croaked; I was so thirsty. I tilted my head and looked into the shadows, ?Show yourself.?
A figure stepped into the dim light; shadows playing over his face, making his wide grin seem terrifying. I remembered that grin, from long ago. Hard tremors ran through my body, and I forced myself once again to my knees, my wet hair hanging in my face, but not having the strength to remove it.
?Give,? I stopped. Swallowed. My voice was just a hoarse whisper now. ?Give it to me.? His disturbing laugh rang through the halls, reverberating through my skull. I saw something glint from his forehead. ?What...What have you done??
Those were the last words I uttered as he lifted his hand; the other still behind is back, and pointed. The echoes of my scream lasted for days, but out here, there was no one to hear me.
I opened my eyes to a lantern shining in my eyes. Blinking, I adjusted well enough to be able to open them fully and examine the setting. Large stone buildings stood on every side of me, and I sat up, trying to recognize where I was.
Gasping in surprise, I glanced down at my hands, seeing blood red skin. But! How can this be? My skin is white...immediately my hands flew to my head, and I pulled the long white locks in front of my face, My blond hair is gone! And what\'s...I felt something hard and pointy sticking out of my forehead...no two! Horns? It couldn\'t be.
\"Brother!\" I screamed into the foggy streets, \"What have you done to me? Where am I!\" I sobbed as a deep laughter reverberated through the air; my brother.
A shadowy figure appeared in front of me and I jumped up, my entire body tensing. There my brother stood, not five feet away, but he was separated from this world somehow, and I knew that I wouldn\'t be able to touch him.
\"Your name is Bikaye Kolebied now, you would do well to remember that.\"
And then he was gone in a whirl of color. I leaped, making what I knew was a futile attempt to grab him. \"No! You cannot do this to me!\" But I was utterly alone in this new world.
I glanced around once more at the gray buildings, and then started forward, a determined beat to my steps. I would learn about this world, make something of myself, and then I would find a way out, and finished what I had started when I first thought to seek out my brother.
It was cold. I had been laying in the same spot for what seemed like years. Time slowed to this one moment, where there was neither past nor future, only the numb feeling I got as I lay blanketed by freezing snow. Had there ever been a past? I couldn\'t remember. I didn\'t even know my name, or what color was. I tried to count the thousands of different shades of white to keep myself awake, but I knew that it wasn\'t long now before everything would turn black, and I would drift into oblivion.
I couldn\'t wait for the pain to go away. My limbs were numb, my face an icicle; buried deep into the frosty pillow, but inside, I could still feel the throbbing. It was unbearable, but all I knew. It had been such a long time; laying in the same spot, eyes glazed over and blonde hair turned white with frost.
Suddenly, I jerked. My whole body convulsed as a memory pierced through me like an arrow. It was gone the moment it hit me, but one thought lingered behind. I grasped that thought like it was my dearest friend, trying to keep myself awake just a little longer. Go North, it said. Just go north, and all will be better.
I tried to moved my arms, but failed. They were too numb, and my legs were the same. How? I thought.
The scene began to go black again, and I tried to blink, but my eyelids had frozen. I despaired at the thought of diving into oblivion with the dust of memory still yelling into my mind. As a warmth settled over my body, I thought to myself that this was it. All the feeling was finally starting to go away. It wasn\'t even cold anymore. Only moments now until true Nothingness.
Be calm little\'un. Your safe now, the words floated into my mind as I fell into a deep sleep.
I woke up warm. Whatever was on top of me was soft...and big; covering my entire body. Alarmed, I wriggled, and felt a great weight lift off. Opening my eyes, drops of snow fell onto my revealed face, and I took a deep breath.
The cold was still there. I sighed. Then how had I been warm...?
A large furry body came into view. No...I squinted...two white bears stood in front of me. One licked my face, warming it with its saliva. I smiled hysterically; hallucinations. No matter, I was alive, and I could carry out my only thought that had stayed with me; go north.
What do you need, small friend?[/] I looked into one of the bears kind faces.
?Go north,? I could barely choke the words out through my parched throat.
With the help of my new friends, I climbed onto one of their backs and buried my face deep into the soft fur.
We will take you, I heard.
I can\'t say if it was a long journey. Time was something foreign to me now, and no land marks in the white wasteland to judge it by. But, when the motion stopped moving under my belly, and I slowly raised my head, I was once again covered in snow and numb despite the warmth of the bear.
Ahead lay a small castle nestled deep within a icy cliff, enveloped by fog in the same manner that a mother protects a new babe. How the bears had known to stop I had no clue.
I slipped off the bears back, falling to the ground. Only severe determination had me up on my knees, and once again looking into the bears faces. I tried a smile, unsure if it showed.
?I thank you.? I ruffled in my pockets with numb hands, pulling out two handkerchiefs; a birthday present from my mother. ?I know you are only figments of my mind, but without you, I wouldn\'t have made it this far.?
I tied the cloths around each of their necks; one blue, one green. They bowed their heads, and then turned away, disappearing silently into the fog.
Now, I turned back to the castle. Still, my memory failed me, but I knew I had to get inside.
I started moving forward, using the lingering warmth from the bear to aid me. And again, time passed in an infinite manner as I crawled towards the front door.
I had closed my eyes by the time I felt the wood upon my outstretched fingers. The door had a rustic tone to it, with carvings in the dark wood and the black metal cut into Gothic patterns. I ran my hands along it slowly, reaching for the handle. It had been a long time since I had been to this place.
Opening the door, I collapsed inside, using the last of my strength to kick it shut. Plush rugs touched my face as an unearthly warmth cascaded over my body. I let the ice melt and my body thaw for many minutes as I lay there; limp. I felt pain as the blood rushed back to my limbs, throbbing horribly, and then I shuddered, realizing where I was.
Had it been years or lifetimes since I had last set a foot in here? I couldn\'t remember. My mind flooded with the images of the horror that had taken place so long ago.
A creak bounded through the hall, penetrating the thick silence like a knife, and I knew I wasn\'t alone.
?Brother,? I croaked; I was so thirsty. I tilted my head and looked into the shadows, ?Show yourself.?
A figure stepped into the dim light; shadows playing over his face, making his wide grin seem terrifying. I remembered that grin, from long ago. Hard tremors ran through my body, and I forced myself once again to my knees, my wet hair hanging in my face, but not having the strength to remove it.
?Give,? I stopped. Swallowed. My voice was just a hoarse whisper now. ?Give it to me.? His disturbing laugh rang through the halls, reverberating through my skull. I saw something glint from his forehead. ?What...What have you done??
Those were the last words I uttered as he lifted his hand; the other still behind is back, and pointed. The echoes of my scream lasted for days, but out here, there was no one to hear me.
I opened my eyes to a lantern shining in my eyes. Blinking, I adjusted well enough to be able to open them fully and examine the setting. Large stone buildings stood on every side of me, and I sat up, trying to recognize where I was.
Gasping in surprise, I glanced down at my hands, seeing blood red skin. But! How can this be? My skin is white...immediately my hands flew to my head, and I pulled the long white locks in front of my face, My blond hair is gone! And what\'s...I felt something hard and pointy sticking out of my forehead...no two! Horns? It couldn\'t be.
\"Brother!\" I screamed into the foggy streets, \"What have you done to me? Where am I!\" I sobbed as a deep laughter reverberated through the air; my brother.
A shadowy figure appeared in front of me and I jumped up, my entire body tensing. There my brother stood, not five feet away, but he was separated from this world somehow, and I knew that I wouldn\'t be able to touch him.
\"Your name is Bikaye Kolebied now, you would do well to remember that.\"
And then he was gone in a whirl of color. I leaped, making what I knew was a futile attempt to grab him. \"No! You cannot do this to me!\" But I was utterly alone in this new world.
I glanced around once more at the gray buildings, and then started forward, a determined beat to my steps. I would learn about this world, make something of myself, and then I would find a way out, and finished what I had started when I first thought to seek out my brother.
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General Discussion /
« on: February 24, 2006, 08:58:33 pm »
My name: Symlyst - sim (as in The Sims) list (as in grocery list lol)
My character: Bikaye Kolebied - bi (the i as in \"is\") kay (as in okay) and Kole (as in cold but remove the d) bied (pronounced bee since the d is silent)
hope that makes sense ^_^
My character: Bikaye Kolebied - bi (the i as in \"is\") kay (as in okay) and Kole (as in cold but remove the d) bied (pronounced bee since the d is silent)
hope that makes sense ^_^
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Roleplaying (Communitive Storywriting) /
« on: February 23, 2006, 02:54:27 am »
*laughs* well thank you ^_^ of course you can read it tomorrow, and I hope to have as much fun as I can possibly intake, I\'ve already made a character and have some questions though...*proceeds to search the forums*
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The Hydlaa Plaza / Re: More Faces Behind the Players
« on: February 22, 2006, 01:49:04 am »
Photoshop is my friend...hmm...also, I like red. Story behind photo: It was midnight. The moon was a new one, and wasn\'t showing his face, so even with the curtains open there was still only light from the twinkle of stars.
I may put up a full body later...one where I\'m smiling lol...maybe...
http://p3.xanga.com/30/91/3091131172d6fea76aeea3469666a1c524127598.jpg
oh yeah and...watch out...I\'m a noob to PS! ^_~
I may put up a full body later...one where I\'m smiling lol...maybe...
http://p3.xanga.com/30/91/3091131172d6fea76aeea3469666a1c524127598.jpg
oh yeah and...watch out...I\'m a noob to PS! ^_~
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The Hydlaa Plaza /
« on: February 22, 2006, 12:50:44 am »
*agrees with first statement*
I think the rigging may be an opinion though *frowns* I can\'t remember them ever proving that, but I\'m not sure.
I think the rigging may be an opinion though *frowns* I can\'t remember them ever proving that, but I\'m not sure.
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The Hydlaa Plaza /
« on: February 22, 2006, 12:29:13 am »
I\'m a pretty optomistic person, but I\'m sorry, I live in america, try to follow politics, and I\'d like to add something for this \"I hate america because of the president\" guy.
First of all you must understand how america\'s government works. They are really good at making you believe yur free when you\'re actually not. For instance, it may look like we can \"vote\" for our next president, but actually, we can only vote for one of three people who have been selected for us; a republican, a democrat, and an independant (although as far as I\'ve seen, nobody ever knows who the independant actually is, and so it seems like we only have a choice between the republican and the democrat).
Now, what most people from other countries don\'t realize, is that the majrity of the people in the US voted for Kerry, the democrat. But see, every state is worth a number of \"points\" and Bush just happened to win over those states worth more points. And in fact, it only came down to one state to change the stakes, because it was the closest run we\'ve had in a log time.
Sorry for dragging this on...^_^
Have a good day everyone!
oh yeah:
1. addicts
2. religion (the practice not the history)
3. the goverment (no, I\'m not an anarchist)
First of all you must understand how america\'s government works. They are really good at making you believe yur free when you\'re actually not. For instance, it may look like we can \"vote\" for our next president, but actually, we can only vote for one of three people who have been selected for us; a republican, a democrat, and an independant (although as far as I\'ve seen, nobody ever knows who the independant actually is, and so it seems like we only have a choice between the republican and the democrat).
Now, what most people from other countries don\'t realize, is that the majrity of the people in the US voted for Kerry, the democrat. But see, every state is worth a number of \"points\" and Bush just happened to win over those states worth more points. And in fact, it only came down to one state to change the stakes, because it was the closest run we\'ve had in a log time.
Sorry for dragging this on...^_^
Have a good day everyone!
oh yeah:
1. addicts
2. religion (the practice not the history)
3. the goverment (no, I\'m not an anarchist)
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Roleplaying (Communitive Storywriting) /
« on: February 21, 2006, 10:36:08 pm »
ah thanks! That\'s a good suggestion...*proceeds to do just that*
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Roleplaying (Communitive Storywriting) / Rosary
« on: February 21, 2006, 10:21:07 pm »
It\'s short, I know, but there\'ll be more. Oh, and I\'d like to introduce myself *bows* I\'m am a newbie to PS, and must group myself with many who are waiting to make their first character. However, I have been reading these forums for the past two days and have found all the info I need on what the problem is, how long I will most likely have to wait, and much more, so I have no questions as of now. But, I wanted to contribute in some way, and felt that adding a short story may be one of them. It doesn\'t have a PS theme I\'m sorry to say, but that\'s understandable considering I have yet to play ^_^
Enjoy!
Tears made trails in the girl\'s dirt streaked face as she ran through the dark trees, her breath coming in short, terrified puffs. Her clothing was torn asunder from the branches that sliced at her delicate skin, and her bare feet had bleeding blisters. What she was heading for was just up ahead, and only her desperation kept her running at the speed she was.
A light flashed through the trees, and she glanced around frantically, praying that he would not catch her before she got to her target.
Suddenly, the trees opened, and she saw what she had been aiming for. The tears came harder as she looked upon the abandoned temple. No one had been here in centuries, but she had known where it was located from the rumors in the village.
Stopping before she reached the clearing, she examined the sky, but saw nothing. She gathered up courage and strength, and then bolted out under the clear night sky, her heart drumming against her ribs.
Seventy, fifty, thirty feet until she would reach the front door, and then it appeared.
?Lana!?
She heard the mocking voice from above her head. Ten feet.
?That decrepit building won\'t save you, Lana!?
She heard giggling, and her hand was on the doorknob. Pain! It burst through her spine like a million daggers.
?Bingo!?
She looked back at the silver hover car flying above the temple. White teeth flashed in a terrifying grin above the rifle. Blood coursed down her legs as she stood, trying to overcome the paralyzing torture.
Finally, she threw open the door and ran down the rotting seats, falling to her knees before the Holy Mary.
?Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb. Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners now, and at the hour of our death...? Lana fiercely whispered the prayer into the stale air of the church, closing her eyes and throwing all of her faith into the repeated words.
The pain in her back slowly faded away as well as the fatigue in her limbs. More tears than ever rolled down her cheeks, but she could no longer hear the humming of the hover car outside. And when smoke started to fill the temple, and she heard the laughing crackle that indicated fire, she threw herself onto the shrine, yelling, ?Holy Mary! Mother of God! Pray for us sinners now, and at the hour of our DEATH!?
She fumbled at her pocket, pulling out the rosary that was the focus point of her troubles. Never would she let it fall into the hands of that maniac while she lived. The gem set into it felt silky hot under her fingers as she repeated the prayer at the top of her lungs.
Still, her eyes were closed, sweat covering her entire body. She coughed as smoke filled her lungs, but did not waver from her prayers. And when the flames licked her toes, she did not open her eyes, and instead bared the pain until her entire body was being scorched.
She collapsed, one hand holding the foot of the Holy Mary, and the other grasping the rosary. The pain lifted, and abruptly she felt cold, her last words ringing into other worlds.
?Pray...for...us...?
Far away, worlds apart from the poor girl; Lana, icy blue eyes opened out of a nightmare. The demon\'s hand reached for the sword by his bed, chanting the spell for teleportation.
And not so far away, in the same world, another girl froze in the middle of a chore, three words echoing through her head.
?Brother??
Enjoy!
Tears made trails in the girl\'s dirt streaked face as she ran through the dark trees, her breath coming in short, terrified puffs. Her clothing was torn asunder from the branches that sliced at her delicate skin, and her bare feet had bleeding blisters. What she was heading for was just up ahead, and only her desperation kept her running at the speed she was.
A light flashed through the trees, and she glanced around frantically, praying that he would not catch her before she got to her target.
Suddenly, the trees opened, and she saw what she had been aiming for. The tears came harder as she looked upon the abandoned temple. No one had been here in centuries, but she had known where it was located from the rumors in the village.
Stopping before she reached the clearing, she examined the sky, but saw nothing. She gathered up courage and strength, and then bolted out under the clear night sky, her heart drumming against her ribs.
Seventy, fifty, thirty feet until she would reach the front door, and then it appeared.
?Lana!?
She heard the mocking voice from above her head. Ten feet.
?That decrepit building won\'t save you, Lana!?
She heard giggling, and her hand was on the doorknob. Pain! It burst through her spine like a million daggers.
?Bingo!?
She looked back at the silver hover car flying above the temple. White teeth flashed in a terrifying grin above the rifle. Blood coursed down her legs as she stood, trying to overcome the paralyzing torture.
Finally, she threw open the door and ran down the rotting seats, falling to her knees before the Holy Mary.
?Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb. Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners now, and at the hour of our death...? Lana fiercely whispered the prayer into the stale air of the church, closing her eyes and throwing all of her faith into the repeated words.
The pain in her back slowly faded away as well as the fatigue in her limbs. More tears than ever rolled down her cheeks, but she could no longer hear the humming of the hover car outside. And when smoke started to fill the temple, and she heard the laughing crackle that indicated fire, she threw herself onto the shrine, yelling, ?Holy Mary! Mother of God! Pray for us sinners now, and at the hour of our DEATH!?
She fumbled at her pocket, pulling out the rosary that was the focus point of her troubles. Never would she let it fall into the hands of that maniac while she lived. The gem set into it felt silky hot under her fingers as she repeated the prayer at the top of her lungs.
Still, her eyes were closed, sweat covering her entire body. She coughed as smoke filled her lungs, but did not waver from her prayers. And when the flames licked her toes, she did not open her eyes, and instead bared the pain until her entire body was being scorched.
She collapsed, one hand holding the foot of the Holy Mary, and the other grasping the rosary. The pain lifted, and abruptly she felt cold, her last words ringing into other worlds.
?Pray...for...us...?
Far away, worlds apart from the poor girl; Lana, icy blue eyes opened out of a nightmare. The demon\'s hand reached for the sword by his bed, chanting the spell for teleportation.
And not so far away, in the same world, another girl froze in the middle of a chore, three words echoing through her head.
?Brother??
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