Suddenly, Ari was transported to a dark void. He couldn't see, hear, or feel anything. It's like his body was massless, drifting in the cold embrace of the void.
It seemed as though his body was changing, evolving even. Ari didn't know what was happening, but he seemed to enjoy it.
And then, in the abyssal darkness of the void, a comforting voice was heard.
[Wanderer! Prepare to be transported to the Theom. Goodluck...]
After the comforting voice left, Ari was again alone in the void. But then, a piercing feeling came to. He felt as though he was pierced with a blade straight through his gut. Ari wanted to scream, but he couldn't. This pain faded after a couple of minutes, and then, all hell broke loose.
In a world where the sky was painted with a deep, dark amber and the sun shone with an ominous, piercing white glow. Many objects seemed endlessly falling to the earth. These objects spawned from nowhere, slowly getting closer to the earth.
Ari was currently one of those objects.
Falling endlessly, Ari was in disbelief. He quickly looked around, noticing the yellow sky.
'What?'
To his left, he saw a person falling, and to his right, a person was falling as well. But, he didn't call out to them. They were dead.
Ari lost all sense of motion. He fell silently, waiting to hit the cold embrace of the ground. He waited, and waited, and waited. But nothing happened. He then screamed with pathetic misery.
"How long-"
CRACK-SPLASH!
The impact didn't end with the splash. Before Ari could even gasp for air, a massive, surging weight slammed into his side.
This wasn't a peaceful lake. It was a churning artery of a river, fed by the endless "objects" falling from the yellow sky. The current was predatory. It grabbed Ari's lanky frame and spun him like a piece of driftwood, dragging him deep beneath the frothing surface.
Gasp.
He broke the surface for a split second, catching a jagged lungful of air and a terrifying glimpse of the shore.
To his left, the magnificent jungle loomed—a wall of towering, bioluminescent trees with leaves that glowed a sickening, green. But there was no sand to land on. Instead, he saw the "Body Pile."
Massive, gnarled roots reached into the water like skeletal fingers, trapping the falling bodies that didn't make it to land. The river was a conveyor belt of death, washing hundreds of broken, silent forms downstream alongside him.
[Warning: Vitality Dropping...] [Environmental Hazard: The Churning Vein]
Ari tried to reach for a passing branch, but the water was too fast. It felt like a liquid muscle, pulling him toward a massive bend in the river where the trees grew so thick they blocked out the white sun.
"Help—!"
His voice was swallowed by the roar of a distant waterfall. He wasn't just being moved; he was being delivered to the heart of the jungle.
Ari was doing everything he could, but to no avail; his body was on the verge of collapsing. Walking for days, maybe weeks, sometimes with no food at all, made him even weaker than he actually was. Eventually, his body gave out and was enveloped by the dark body of water.
[Warning! Vitality critical!]
***
On the shore of an ominously beautiful, enormous jungle, filled with weird, giant-looking trees that grew large green leaves. Bodies were piling up. One after the other, they all came ashore. The shore of the jungle was not ordinary at all. Although regular in colour, it was filled with many tiny insects that looked like a mix between a centipede and a cockroach.
These Nefilim were currently chewing on the corpses of Diposables that came to the shore.
Then, a figure of a boy with long dark hair and deep brown eyes was currently being swept to the shore. The boy seemed to be on the verge of death, remaining alive with only a hair's breadth. His entire body was soaked with water. Turning his light, dark tunic heavy.
Of course, the boy was Ari. And if he's not going to do something soon, he will eventually become the centipedes' next meal.