End of life.

[Asia Kali Yusufzai]

There was power nearby. True power nearby. The colours brighter, bigger in the world itself. Whisps of shadow floated off of Asia as he turned to see the improbable force. The colours were burned around the multi-armed creation. It was grey. He saw only grey. An illusion? A lie? There was only grey on this body. flowing like the flame of a candle, grey smoke flowing off this lie. A wrong turn on the world. The world was breaking. The dream flashed in Asia's head.

It was grey.

[Gabag]

After flying through the air and promptly sent through a crystal, Katar began "I was going to start off with pleasantries but now I'll just kill you all!". Staring into Xleena's eyes, he remembered what the great beast told him, about his disease, channeling that through to his hands, he launched a sickly green bolt at Xleena.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Darkness swirling, almost intoxicatingly around her brain. She inhaled deeply and found herself perched on a shoulder. Mask, it was. Yes, that's right. Mask. And Sicklo. "Mind letting me down, muscles?" There was a change. A small one. She seemed to be another person judging by her voice.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Mask set her down, but his head was cocked a bit to the left when he looked at Rigor. "Muscles... thats not my name, is it?" His eyes went to the upper right corners of their respective sockets while he tried to remember something. He shook his head and decided to play along. "Does that mean I should call you Nyx, or do you perfer Rigor?"

[Armalite_]

Spike looked at Jaida and Vosur again. "...Find cover. Yeah." Spike was completely fine with that. He took his board and rushed off into the woods and hopped over a pile of logs and rocks, peering his head over the top to watch. He began to wonder what he had around to help his friends with. "Rocks...logs, and dirt..." He gathered up some grenade sided rockes and again took some vine, he went to work tying them together.

[White Wolf Guardian]

"Nice name. Yes... I think I will, but since I still don't know you, I'm going to keep my distance. I still have no idea where I am, it seems like only minutes ago I was on my couch playing with my knife, and then after a haphazard trip to the bathroom I wake up here. So you take lead, I'll follow." *White motions to Kitt at the exit behind him*

[KittKat chunky~]

Kitt started off out of the cave, clicking his fingers a ball of flames burst into being in his paw, the warm light flickering through the darkness.... "you dont know me? well course you dont... if you knew me that would be creepy! well if ya wanna know anything... uh, i was a fireman... i died in a fire... that's kinda it...." reaching the entrance Kitt blinked in the sudden light.. with a woosh the fireball dissipatated... "guys? helloooo!? guys?"

[Xleena]

   Xleena was stricken, letting out a sharp roar that soon became silent. Looking down at her paws they began to become fuzzy, in panic she looked up and around- the world becoming fuzzier and fuzzier until everything seemed to be void of any colour. The world interpreted in her eyes became pitch black.

   To the others-- her fur began to change colour; from its normal golden brown to that of a dark crimson. She roared again- but this time it was more of a sickening shriek-like noise that hurt the ears. Her eyes were now completely green and glowing, with black, cat like slits that were so thin they were barely noticeable. Her head shot up, glaring at all those around her- except when she laid her glowing sight upon Katar.
   Slowly staggering towards him, as if the new Xleena was trying to learn to walk again, she said (with a now changed tone of voice thats rather screechy and unstable) 'My masster, what is it you requiiiire of meee?'
   Jensuno stared in genuine horror. This is the curse that buffoon made?! He thought in anger. Unsure of what to do next, he stared down at Katar, hoping for his acts to reveal clues.

   Sicklo felt rather pleased Rigor (or Nyx) had awoken, and also seemed a bit more confident. She chuckled at Mask's innocent comment. Oddly enough, the energy of her spirits seemed to be healing her faster... Of course! she thought; The happier residents are- the more power a divinity of the realm gets! She had completely forgotten about this- as it had been a long time since she even had met a resident- nevermind see one happy!
   This was how they maintained domineering realms- the ones who created the best environment for their spirits and the things they did to keep them happy would keep 'mother' happy; therefore rewarding them with more power and status in the whole enormity of every realm ever created-- That being living, dead, imaginary, and anything in between.
   She watched them proudly- the short time she had known them she had seen them develop more, even just a little. Could this feeling maybe be what I think it is?... Sicklo thought; hoping to high heavens it was.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

Jaida nodded, putting her pistols in their case, and picked up her case then jogged over to the hill. As she climbed to the top, she could hear Kitt calling to them. She looked down the hill to see him standing at a cave entrance. "Shh." She held a finger to her lips.
Kneeling down, she looked into the distance to see what was happening seeing a green bolt shot at Xleena and heard her roar. A worried look spread across her face. She looked down at her case and opened it, pulling out her belt/hip holsters and wrapping it around her hips. She put her pistols in their holsters and stood back up. She heard a roar/shriek and looked back into the distance to see Xleena's transformation and her staggering walk to Katar.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Rigor's face contorted to a wicked grin, "Nyx? I'm Rigor." Her golden eyes glinted at the new title and she laughed. "But I believe we've been calling you Mask." She tapped her chin and leaned back onto her coiled tail. "Yes, Mask." She looked over to the deity sitting, resting. "Well, what are we supposed to be doing here?"

[Xleena]

Sicklo stood up, looking at the both of them. 'Well I was hoping we could mount an attack on some fellow entities as I explained already-- mind you; if you want to stay i'm more than happy with that.' She glided over, waiting for the response, perhaps it would be different after what had just happened.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Mask twirled his staff for a bit before stamping the bottom of it with a rather loud -crack-. "I stick by my decision to fight, since right now its all I know how to do... I'm sorry if you would rather want me out of danger Sicklo, but it'll take more than one deity to change my mind..." He blinked for a few moments before realizing he just spoke with his feelings, and not his currently ignorant mind. He quickly sat down and shut himself up until it was absolutely necessary to talk again.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Rigor laughed. She knew chaos would ensue, and if there was one thing she loved it was chaos. She also looked forward to more entities ahead that she could analyze further, maybe pin against each other. They would deserve it for being so greedy, so filthy in her opinion. She liked simple things. Death was supposed to be simple.

[JellyMuffins]

The rabbit presses back into the protective cover of Jensuno's arms, peeking out to see Xleena's shocking transformation. At the feral shriek, he fidgets with a floppy ear, nibbling on the end nervously, a habit he had gotten over years before. The scales on his forearm dissappear, receding back to his palm and vanishing, this was no time to have fun experimenting with his new-found powers.

[Asia Kali Yusufzai]

Asia stared, the grey entity ahead of him, wrapped in regret. He could  see the irrelevant one opposing it. Both were scars upon the realm. A dark fire from one, while the other spewed monotone, filling the air like smoke from a raging cold. Between them, a woman without a head. Instead of a head, a tendril of darkness reached to the dark one. Asia got to his feet, barely able to stay upright, feeling his front paws pulling to the ground, wanting to feel the earth between its fingers, to grow, and become bestial. He knew he had no effect upon the fire, but the grey seemed pained, seemed good, though it did not belong here. It would make all grey, and the dream would come to fruition. He stretched out a paw, but it would not reach. He would have to walk, or try to. He managed it, putting one foot, then another, swaying, and stumbling under the weight of a vicious calling.

He was walking to Jensuno.