Falling... That is the last thing you remember. Being in front of an angered court of yelling being of many different ethnicities in a realm of light. Being bound and chained to the a cold crystal floor. The chains ripping into you skin and your blood running across the ground... begging.. pleading for something you cannot even recall. Then the chains shattering and the floor opening beneath you as the finally verdict was delivered. Along side a sinister grin adoring a sickly pale face from a member of the crowd... Now you were here falling from gods only know how high. It wouldn't belong till you passed out from blood loss, or at least you hoped. You closed your eyes ready for impact but it never came. In fact once you opened your eyes again, you were in a bed. It wasn't huge or fancy but it served its purpose... you weren't falling any more but where were you now?
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