A water fall of golden coins and the sound of rattling chains snaping from strain is what awoke me to the fact that this dream was far more then a dream. I did not know what would happen and had never truly felt something like this before but I knew that the longer I stayed in this place the more my power would grow.

It had been described to me a thousand times growing up. A place where you can look at yourself and see the imprefections of your own soul. It has driven Kings mad and made monsters of hereos untold. It has also made the losest of peasents and the poorest of bandits into Kings of Legend.

Make no mistake this is a strange and wondrous place! One where all those that exceed their own limits go to when the time is right. To see the value of their own soul and grow stronger with the power that comes from it.

Make no mistake that everyone sees this place differently, it is a reflection of the paths that Sasha had followed all her life. One of the Order of the Broken Chain and the other of the Lady of Bargens. Freedom and Oppertunity in equal measure.

"I had wondered what this place would look like for one such as you." A figure of a man bound in manicals attached to broken chains said.

He had been there when she was at her lonelyist and guided her on how to survive in the world. He had never judged her and would not do so for as long as she lived. He cared not that she had sworn her very soul to a devil of the pits, only that she let nothing bind her.

It was in her youth when the lessions were being beaten into her that she first heard his voice in her dreams. He encouraged her to seek out her own path and asked for nothing in return. It was at that moment that she decided to follow this stranger, for he wanted only her happeness. He wanted her to be true to herself. Nothing more.

"It has been a while sense last we spoke, care to join me on walking around my own soul. It is sure to be intersting in its own right." She said with a smile at her oldest friend. The one that had seen her through all the darkness.

"You know that if I were to start steping around here it would change you irrevocably. A god can not walk softly in a mortals soul." He said wanting her to know for what she was asking.

"I have endured everything that came before you steped foot in here and will long after you leave. What is the point of being here with old friends if I can not show them around?" She asked while nodding her head at a figure over his sholder.

The God of Freedom looked over his sholder to see a succubus lounging on a pile of coins that were as tall as a mountain. She was smirking down at him and looking him straight in the eye at the same time.

"I for one have the time to look around her soul and so should you. It is not everyday that we are drawn into one of these little rituals that the mortals undergo so often." She said in a sing song voice that could melt the hearts of a thousand tyrants.

"Very well I will walk with you for a while but tell me if it becomes to much. Just our being here is already more then most can take." He said with a laugh. Never let it be said that he would take anyones decision away from them.

The God and the Devil walked through the womans sould and where their feet landed the ground changed, cracks appeared one the soul ground and the land turned to solid gold. The space that was her soul warped and twisted to accomidat the presense of two so mighty as them. It was not an easy experience nor was it a painless one but Sasha endured it. She unknowingly was doing something that very few had ever attempted in their lifetimes and even fewer had survived.

As they walked they made small talk and saw all that made Sasha the woman she had become. They laughed and cried right along with her, saw her triumps and failures for what they were. A moment in time that she could learn from. A chance to do better next time because she had survived it all. She had lived where others were broken. She had lived.

After a while the strain was becoming far to much and at this point Sasha could go no farther. She stoped her friends and took a seat by the roadside.

"Give me a moment to catch my breath. I want to keep going but I just need a moment if that is alright with you." She told her companions.

"Let us know if you want to be alone, you have already endured more then most could every dream of." The Lady said.

"Just give me a moment to catch my breath and we can continue. It is just getting to the good parts."

On they walked to see what she would make in the future and to see the danger she was already in. It was like an ocean that threatened to drag her under with a krackens might. It was all consuming and as terrifing a sight as any that she had ever seen. The wrath of the oceans which even immortals feared above all esle.

She did not ever give back any that she had taken!

"This-this is my sou-soul, th-t-there are m-many like it, bu-b-but thi-this one is min-mine." Sasha said while fealing the weight of the two companions she had brought into the deepest parts of her soul.

"You are going to become something special I can tell." The God of Broken Chains said to her. He was impressed that she had actually brought a god into the deepest parts of her soul. It was not impossibe but few could dare to try it and live. That was the mark of how difficult it was to pull off.

"I must say that this is a special occurence for me as no one has ever pulled this off for me before." The Lady said with a smile on her face. She loved to find out when she had made a good deal and she most certinly had with Sasha.

"When you wake do not be afraid and do not move. It will be very jaring for you and you do not wish to destroy anything by accident." The God said while the Lady nodded along.

Waking into the land of the living once more Sasha did as instructed and felt the power that now flowed through her veins. Her mucles felt stronger, her mind sharper and most of all she, she felt changed.

Undeniable-A will that could shatter the heavens and wretch a God from their thrones. Gained only by withstanding the wrath of a God on your very soul for why else would they be their.

Blood of Stone Fire-Blood as strong as stone and moves like fire, it will burn what ever it touches and will catch alight when exposed to the air. Will heat up when you're heart races and can only be gained by being as hotheaded as any devil that ever lived.