Scene 1 - Fate

Vince stood in front of the huge dome, studying its appearance. It came across as plain, with the only defining feature being the pitch black exterior and golden door handles. When he reached out for the golden knob a shock came out from the door, making him pull his hand back. He glanced over at Rune, who seemed to have a similar thing happen to her. She braced herself and entered inside with her iconic glaring eyes flashing with a dangerous light.

Vince knew he had worried too much about her, but they were connected to each other by more than just a simple sibling bond. She was the key for his repentance for all the evil he had sown.

She would be fine, right? Right, she would be fine!

Shaking his head, Vince gave a sigh before bracing himself to enter the dome. Once inside, the handles and door sealed shut, disappearing into thin air and making a solid wall that none could pass. It didn’t frighten him in the slightest, as Marley had already told him what they would experience up to this point. Taking a step forward, he persisted on with the determination to finally become stronger for Rune. Instead he became more mystified by the statues of the old gods in front of him that gave off a powerful aura of earth and gravity.

The twelve-foot statue on the left had six explosive chiseled arms, each holding Francisca axes. Its back was ramrod straight, and its gaze was warlike in an all inspiring demeanor, looking down at everything beneath him in arrogance. An earthen yellow glow mixed with the statue's natural aura, the aura of a warrior that had been through countless chaotic and bloody battles.

The other statue stood nine feet tall and depicted a devilish woman with two curved horns protruding from the sides of her head, and two demonic wings folded over her slender body. Her enchanting smile added an intoxicating aura to the gray glow that softly flowed off of her.

No matter how he gazed at the statues, Vince couldn’t find a hint of imperfection on them. He even felt that they were almost living, breathing creatures. Vince Subconsciously sat cross-legged between the two, attuning himself within the laws of gravity and earth. The natural elements descended upon him, connecting his mind to the statues.

A sudden tremor of power ran through his body, with the explosive sensation of every fiber of muscle twitching with energy, making his mind reel from the huge shock. Then a burst of warm energy surrounded his soul, making it rise out of his body. Like a beam it shot through a blinding corridor at lightning speeds, only stopping when it eventually reached two majestic doors.

On the left was a door made of earthen jade and layered with various sized brown gems, giving off a profound earthly vibe. The door on the right gave off a beautiful golden shine and was layered with brands and formations connected together by chaotic gray diamonds.They were simple in their design, yet the two doors gave off a profound aura, causing Vince’s soul to feel like he was stuck in quicksand.

Vince was absolutely stunned, having never imagined this. He stared at the doors, floating in a daze until two voices that shook him to the very core called out.

One came thundering out harsh and cold, yet filled with an unshakable arrogance, “COME IN FOOL!”

The other felt enchanting, painting the most peaceful picture in his mind, “Come in boy fufufu~.”

The doors opened at the same time, allowing powerful energy to surged forth from within.Then the two voices started bickering in a high-speed babble that Vince couldn’t understand when they noticed the other’s presence.

The voices coldly snorted at each other, and soon a blinding light came forth, making him unable to see what was going on. When the light finally dulled, he could see that both the doors were locked together.

Both the voices seemed at their wits end as they said, “Come in mortal.” Then the doors blew open once more.

Vince’s mind went blank. What was happening? Without his control, his soul was pulled inside by an unknown force, with the doors closing behind him.

Slowly opening his eyes, Vince came to see figures sitting on black thrones christened with precious earth, and chaotic gems respectably.

The twelve foot giant with glowing brown eyes held a deep gaze as steady as steel, “I am Rashaka, a Spirit God of Earth. Why have you come to the ground of exiled gods, Mortal?”

The Demoness spoke gently, in a tone full of weight that pressed down upon Vince, “I am the Spirit God of Gravity, Reveera. Do tell me why you have come?”

Vince thought to himself, ‘Wait it can’t be?!? The old gods!!’ His mind reeled in shock with the forces of a thousand suns, and his thoughts raced wildly until he came to the impossible conclusion that he had somehow come to the land of the old gods!