Chaos in the Wasteland [Plot/Setting] Feb 16, 2018 23:46:06 GMT
Post by D-Reaper Scout on Feb 16, 2018 23:46:06 GMT
The Forsaken Wasteland - even on its most dangerous days, one could not easily fight back the intense boredom and dread that came along with this place. This vast, barren wasteland was the perfect place to go to hide from the law, and the world itself: who was going to be dense enough to come to such a place willingly? There was no point, and no benefit, save for the few spirit totems that had blown their way into the area throughout the years.
Today was no exception. Aside from the occasional roar of a demon cracking through the barren terrain, or a harsh whistle of dry wind through the stiff, cragged ground, there was not a single reason to be in these forgotten grounds. Then again, that made it the perfect place to hide something quite innocuous: amidst this land, with no particular flare, rhyme, or reason, existed an interesting rock (X), of quite a vague shape. At a certain angle, it might have once looked to have some sort of cut shape, but what could be considered wings were long drawn into smooth, gray plates, and where a head would be was just a single pointed, jutting rock. Whatever it was, it had been here for ages, just another part of the background...
... Which made its reaction all the more jarring. With no pretense or furor beforehand, this ancient, 'ordinary' stone gave a fierce, audible crack, a cry like a foul banshee roaring through the air. Those fierce cracks turned red, soon outlining the stone entirely, the very ground - not just underneath the statue, but throughout the wasteland as a whole - starting to rumble. It was almost as if the very world underneath shook, first as if in fear, then as if in agony. At its peak, the rock's form entirely vanished into a copious amount of red data, a beam of red light piercing straight through the sky.
The chaos that ensued that day would mark a grim warning for the rest of the world.