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Prologue
“What am I?”
The isolated consciousness had often asked itself that. All it had known was a strange void of space, that was filled with color and yet colorless all at the same time. This had been its home for a period of time that it couldn’t define.
“Who am I?”
This question had always followed. No identity distinguished it; it didn’t seem to exist, and yet there it was. Only more questions followed, but they were quieted by a sudden pang of anger in it.
Wait, anger? How did it identify that emotion as such? Such an inquiry became irrelevant as the anger turned to pure rage. It lashed out, but hit nothing.
“What is this?”
It had just realized that it had a limb. How strange it was! It was a bizarre color, a cross between pink and tan. At the end of it were five smaller limbs, each with a round end. Just behind the end was a hard, multi-fiber scale of some sort. It felt a strange sensation on the other side of its body (it had a body!?) and saw an identical limb.
“Good morning, Catalyst,” a voice said.
How had it heard that? There was no sound in the void in which it lived, so it must be somewhere else. There was suddenly the sensation of…warmth? But what was warmth? Why were these words popping into its head all of a sudden? What was the meaning of the word ‘Catalyst’?
“How is this new body working for you?” the voice asked, deep and rumbling.
It lifted the strange veils over its vision, and shut them tightly again. This new world was so bright! Finally it opened them again, squinting out into the light. There was a man dressed in black armor standing at the end of the thing it was laid upon.
He extended his armor covered hand to it, and it reached out and grabbed it. The man smiled, making it shiver. It was then thrown into a world of pure torment, a living hell all its own.
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The figure on the hill finished reading the entry. He looked up, his blindfold not actually hiding anything from him, and smirked as he closed the small book. Then, in a flash, he was gone, leaving no sign that he had been there.
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