As whispers and voices filled Soul head,he felt as if his mind was being ripped apart and moulded back together
"OUCH IT HURTS!!!!!!!!!"Soul shouted with a thudding ache in his mind before opening his eyes
He was facing uplooking at the bright yellow sky above,a far cry from the cold white marble of the fortress or the comfort of the chill air but wasn't the weirdest thing
..for in the sky day and night seemed to coexist neither fully able to conquer the next
Soul attempted to get to his feet but felt a piecing pain in his legs and arms,when he looked down to check,his eyes widened in horror and mouth opened in attempts to scream but no sound came out
His arms and legs were joined together by a large rusted bloody nail and the pain was unbearable.Following the chain with his eyes he soon saw a pair of bright predatory red eyes staring at him from the shoulders
In his mind he knew whatever was watching him is only interested in one of using him as bite to find lunch or making him lunch either way he wasn't going to lay here and let any of that happening so with all his strength he tried to crawl away from it
But was suddenly stopped with a gentle tug of the chain and the slow dragging of his numb body towards the shadows,as he continued trying to create some distance from him and whatever wad dragging him,the more he felt it was hopeless
With a sudden violent twist he was lifted until the air coursing waves of pain to wash over hit body and his screamed seemed to fill the air before he was pulled and caught by the creature dragging him
"Will...here I thought you had dead what a stubborn little mouse you are"a feminine slik like voice ring though the shadows,as she continues dragging Soul deeper and deeper into tht black depths
Soul trying his best to keep calm noticed their were in some kind of cave but the walls seemed to smooth and didn't have the typical rock colour but his thoughts quickly turned to survival
As thru continued to move for that seemed to be an eternity,Soul from the counter of his eyes saw the bright lights of a fire were they stop
The thing dragging him was now as call as day,she was a tall lengthy woman who seemed to be wearing a silk black dress and golden jewellery,her skin was as pale at paper and her hair white like snow even do his only seen snow in movies and books he understood that she was same kind of noblewoman.
"Where..... am.....I ?he muttered with hoarse voice which courses that noblewoman to cock her head to the side then laugh and give him a sidelong glance that reflects the fire between them
"You don't know I been talking to you for so long slave, listen we in the skull of...."her voice suddenly become distorted as Soul raised an eyebrow but the last voice she said "god"sent shivers down his spine
"How...how is that possible?"he quivered looking at the noblewoman For more answers, only to receive a mischievous grin that reveals two long fangs
"You humans and your questions"she walked closer to Soul and layed down besides him her eyes never leaving his as she slowly moved her finger down his neck
"Your blood is a rarity in those parts seeing that your all almost wiped off the face of this planet that is but I have better plans for you then making you a morning day snack."her voice was as sweet as honey but her intentions sent chills down Souls spine as she disappeared leaving him alone in the dark with the aou do of her twisted laughter
After much effort and painful mistakes Soul managed to move himself towards the wall and beginning figuring out what happened to him was he drugged or is this just a bad dream and if it was why does he feel the pain of the nail pieced into his hands and legs
Surely this most be a sick joke....but deep down he knew this was far from it, trying his best to remember anything of use he looked around before his eyes stopped at a gap in the skull wide enough to show him the sky once more
'its impossible for day and night to happen at the same time.... time'
Suddenly it hit him line lightning before he fell asleep or before Altair voice becknr distorted he had mentioned something about trials and not trusting anything with this a theory formatted within his made,of this was a trail here must be structure to it and a goal he most forfill in order to return to his world also here most be instructs to it
As if willed into existence by his theory a runics began appearing in of him despite the fact he hasn't learned any runic in the past he instinctively understood they outlined the basics of what was happening
*After consuming the cursed artifact calamita tortum you have been infected with the spirit of tyranny and therefore most finish trail at the peak of the frozen mountain ....failure is not an option
Soul's eyes widening as he felt his whole world fall beneath him, surviving anything is easy when your not injured but having an handicap from the jump is practically a death sentence
After hours contemplating how his going to survive this,the noblewoman returned along with what seemed to be a priest,a scholar and a few more slaves
The priest was a elderly looking man who wear black robes and had a white collar,he held a book that had runes engraved onto it's black leather surface and a warm smile and pointly ears while his eyes were completely closed he stares sternly at the noblewoman and had a sinister aura about him
The scholar on the other hand had a more timid and wirely look,the shortest of the group with no hair to speak off and olive skin
He had worn the same rags the other slaves wett given and looked more frightened
He had a small dagger on his side placed in an awkward positin
Soul came to the embarassing realisation that he was wearing rags that made the others looked civil with nothing bit a loincloth covering his privates and the scars on his loosely covered skin left little to the imagination then his focus shifted to the conversation between the noblewoman and the priest
"We'll move tonight it's better we avoid any unwanted guests"the noblewoman hissed at the priest who market raised his hand
"If move tonight those creatures will find us and we won't be able to reach out buyer and even you already put us in trouble by damaging one of them"responded the elderly priest while facing Soul direction
"Oh I didn't know elves were compassionate about humans,here I thought you couldn't care less about here kind"growled the noblewoman
"Vampires won't understand,humans have been around long before us andwill continue to exist all after all the savages were able to kill and devour a god in here foolish quest for power"he paused letting his words stuck in Before continuing"and look were that got them now "
The priest his smile growing colder as he darted from one human to another his eyes burning with an unspoken intensely
Watching in his corner with a detached interest,Soul can feel the hatred the priest aw for humanity and his fear of them as while then his eyes dark towards the scholar who's reading a map
"Oh"the scholar shallowed"the lady is right we best leave now before those creatures arrive or we'll be trap in here maws"
The priest looking at the wirely and smaller scholar marely sighed and open his book
The nails that had bounded the feets of the slave disappear,not without coursing them all to scream in pain and struggle on the hollow ground of the skull
Soul for one marely gritted his teeth in pain while staring at the duel sky as a way of taking his made off the pain. He seemed to be the only one who could see this ananomly as while as the glowing runes but his this won't be of any use if he doesn't know what he needs to do
He give the priest a sidelong glance,the priest calm and composed along with being an elf, something his only heard about in Novels or stories,all this coursed Soul to frown
The priest's every word,every action was calculated and Soul already despised him as much he does the noblewoman,she practically screamed spoiled and powerful plus trying to eat someone won't put her in anyone good books
Finally there was the scholar who seemed to be the least dangerous but Soul knows better then to trust appearances
The flames that shined in the darkness of the cave seem to die down and soul closing his eyes drifts off into a dreamless sleep as he hears a voice
The voice that seemed to but like a nail hammering itself into his skull coursed his head to ache,the thubbing unbearable and once he awake....