Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-4946188-20161228214930/@comment-26120744-20170101055013

The Void Lord laughed.

''Yes. It was quite amusing. I admire his efforts to have them join willingly, though I suppose they are too close-minded to see. Yes he locked you both up, but to be fair, you had it coming. After all, didn't you, Terumi, say you could ruin all my plans easily? Since that isn't true, I'm glad my Prophet put you in your place. Perhaps I should explain.''

''You see, the Prophet is a shard of my power made manifest, a lake drawn from the ocean. While within the Primordial Void, such as the arena, he is nearly invincible, though not unstoppable. In the mortal realm he is vulnerable. I gave a part of myself autonomy and a will of its own, and he embodies most of all my interest in the mortal realm. Which is why he is interested in experiencing the pleasures of mortal life. Such as Morrigan.''

The Prophet grinned at Rachel. "Yes it is. Make it a good one, because it'll be the last dance you ever do!"

He lunged.

(What is Rachel from?)