Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-37314709-20181213204642/@comment-34369352-20181219083436

Rose stares blankly into the void.

The void stares back.

She's starting to hear voices. Voices that are not hers.

She stood up, and started walking.

A few moments later, she is at a forest path.

It was still dark, but less dark than the void.

Many paths are here, leading from nowhere, to nowhere. People tended to avoid it.

But there was people that maneuver these path like it was their own backyard.

The only sound that can be heard is the quiet patting of their feet as one of these unseen people make their way from wherever they came form to wherever they are going.

Rose can sense she is one of these people. The roads leads nowhere, and anywhere.

She wonder if she should loose herself in a forever walk of following the path or if she should use it with purpose.

Regardless, she walked on the path. The jewel on her hand glows black brightly, as if absorbing the nothingness of the void.

She exited the road at a place where all she can see is white.

It was the anti-void.

Another the jewel on her hand started shining half white, half Black.

The void is the embodiment of nothingness, and destruction. The anti-void is the embodiment of everything and creation.

She belong to both worlds.

She paused, looking back for the road.

It's gone...but she know it'll always be there for her when she needs it.

She sat down, and closed her eyes.

She should rest for a while.