I walk across a empty field of grain listening to the soft pieter pater of rain on my head. I feel a tapping on my head in time with my steps. Its Adria. She sitting in my hood her sword placed in between her and my neck she’s wearing a sheet we stole from some village a while back. A long while back. We are currently moving towards tribe territory.

She’s has a lantern and i’m leading the way in a sense. It's dark right now and there's a thick rain and fog so Saharsa, Raven and Adria can’t see in the dark so that's why the lantern. But we only had one and so Adria suggested that she ride me. I said no then she complained saying “ What's the difference between when you are lizard Varon and when your not lizard Varon”. She had a point and I want to teach her the value of logic so I let her ride me.

Logical thinking is the most important when… ahhh shit no actual yeah it’s important in all places ok! Ok! OK!

But what I didn’t expect was that she would somehow become my shield from the rain. She’s sitting with her legs wrapped around my neck and get sword sitting on those legs. Beyond that is my scarf that is currently being wrapped around my mouth like a gag and her back. She pulls the scarf to the side as if to directly tell me which way to go.

Somewhere directly behind me or directly behind me is Sharsha. And she isn’t as bothered by the rain as I thought she would be. It would appear that her coat is reflectiving the rain. As her her witches hat I have concluded that she knows full well that it is a hat for witches and feels that her identity will be threatened if she takes it off no matter how wet it gets.

Although she isn’t that affected by the rain the walk on the other hand. Despite the fact that she is a king and that we have been walking for a total of 5 hours with sun set being two ago she huffing and puffing. I asked if she wanted a break and she got all offended. I asked an hour later and she keep acting coy say “ Well if you insist Varon”. I didn’t like that so I readily replied with a “ Well if your fine then let's keep going” and she has been glaring daggers in my back since.

Raven is Raven and is currently not on this plane of existence. What? Why is Raven not on this plane of existence you ask. That's simple.

What just because the answer is simple doesn't mean I am going to explain it am I.

Ha ha ha but no in all honesty it is his technique. As you most likely have guessed there are many different words considering the whole hero reincarnation. Their this one. The one called ????? and the one that the hero comes from. Ok theirs like a lot more and some fancy ones like hell and heaven but the rest are not to my knowledge. As for how many there are… I get the feeling that their are not as many as one thinks their are so like 100 maybe. At most there is no more than 500 but their could be less than 30. I just don’t know.

As for the world's themselves…

Well think of a collection of marbles. Some are bigger than others. Some are shinier than others. Some have that cool spirals inside them. Others might be a unique color. There is like the small metal magnet ones too I think. They come in all different shapes and sizes. But that has absolutely nothing to do with Raven’s technique.

See no matter how to try and place marbles together there is going to be empty space it'sq just how that works. This space is called the void. Or the empty land. I don’t like calling it the empty lands because it is anything but empty. Because Raven is their right now so it's not empty. Well hes not in their but the land in between the empty lands and this world called tera.

It might be better to think of his technique as finding the glitch spot in a boss fight where the boss can’t hit you but you can hit the boss. In other words his technique is broken enough that it could be reasoned it was a glitch in god's plan. So he can jump in and out of invincibility. But what? he cannot attacks things in this place. So doesn't that make it useless I hear you say. Well in a sense it's a extremely defensive technique but that was before he became Raven. He took the technique that I thought had no uses despite being a means that helped red to leave the world called tera and turn it into something scary. So there's a small part of the technique that I haven’t mentioned that makes it scary. In truth it might have become my second strongest technique without me doing anything. It makes me feel like a father that watches their child surpass them. But like just not like that… ahhh words are difficult sometimes. What I meant to say was like that but the experience would just not be as strong. Ok. No my feelings on the matter are confusing to me your not going to get a better explanation of my feelings than what I actually think that I feel on something.

Oh I went of on a tangent their sorry about that.

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‘What is this familiar sent. Can it beeeeeeee. LOOORRRRRRDDDDD HHHHAAAAAAVVVVEEEE mmmmmmm YOU COME FOR ME. Love. This must be the love of god. I Kunges am smelling the scent of the gods LOVE!!!. Oh the glorious black serpent I wait you’re sign and now you have blessed me with mmmmmm… with aaaaahh … the scent of your fucking ahhhh love. Your love scent. I feel full. You have filled me to my fullest with your glorious love SMELL. I must go. He called for my presence. ‘

Theirs the sound of liquid spraying. As a cloaked figure beheads a wolf. The figure turns twoards a corpse of a woman. Its beautiful in appearance if a little pale.

‘With the day of the ahhhh Looorrrrrdddddssss red star just finished thhhhww mmmmmmm. The love of the lord will soon befall all life. Each and every thing shall know the extent of his great love. A honest love. Not a serious love. NO FOR THAT US NOT TRUE LOVE!!!. But instead. He is sincere in his love of ALLL. Can’t you tell just how magnificent the lord is by the smell of his LOVE!’

The cloaked figure fall and when he does so their is no noise. Like magic all that's their is the black cloak he was wearing. But then the beautiful corpse rises. Upon closer inspection it appears that the corpse is not made from a single woman but from collecting part from hundreds. No thousands of beautiful women. Many small miniscule stitches holdings the whole thing together. The skin looks bleached in a attempt to make it all the same colour. The undead woman turns to the side to see hundreds of absolutely identical corpses. And a big bug like grin forms on her mouth.

“ Shall I be blessed with the lord's love I wonder. I wonder if this body could handle such a thing. For the lord's love is a brutal thing at times.”

It turns forward and says “ But it is in no way a cruel live. It is a true love. It is the lord's love”