You walk into the mist of the bright blue archway. You watch as the mist engulfs your body and slowly drains your strength. You hands start to disintegrate and you watch as particles of your matter fly - twisting and spiraling - further into the mist. The mist around you spirals further into the viod. You see your nose disintegrate, and then suddenly... Everything goes black.
You awake in a field awash in life and colour. Tall green grass, bright red Oriental poppies, mushrooms ('shrooms!) in yellows, browns, and oranges, and many brightly colored wildflowers surround you on all sides. You sit up and look around. Nothing but the aforementioned wildlife is around. You get up and dust off your clothes, face a direction and start walking...
You continue walking in this direction for hours... seeing nothing but field. After 4 hours of walking, you give up and sit down...
And land with a thump in a hard cold stone floor... The room is dark except for a single bright light shining over a stone throne. Upon the throne are piles of thick volmes... thick dust covered books whose pages are yellowing and whose leather covers are worn and covered with strange markings, reminiscent of clouds. A figure asks...
"Choose Your Story..." The Order
I, the Master of All Darkness
The Meek Servant Isn't So Meek Anymore
Return of the Master of All Darkness
The Mistress of the Dark
Or So We Hoped...
What Happened Down Here? (The Take Over of the Underworld By...)
Silent Warrior
Have We Met Before?
The Unfinished...
The New Microsoft Word Document (untitled)
Fun, Laughter, and the Zebadiah Way
The Other Untitled Story (untitled)
