#the-broken-chronicles

The cool breeze of a calm winters evening flowed past the recently returned chimera now settled atop the roof of their siblings home. Shard had enjoyed gaining a small chance to see their estranged sibling, especially after learning just how long it had really been since they had last encountered one another.... The idea of how much time had been lost gave him a slight chill as he sat there while those inside were asleep. He’d be in there as well, if not for the need to focus his thoughts and come to understand just what had happened. 

“Okay... so the last thing i remember happening... I think I was either at the manor or speaking with... Jack? Nick.... the orange fellow... “ he muttered to himself as he tried to concentrate at the ast memories he had from then. These two moments swirled, but through rough guessing he slowly recalled more.... the encounter with his old friend happened prior to when he came home, where some sort of emergency had been called making the entire place lock down.... but beyond this things seemed to go blank as the last piece he recalled was the head reaper rushing to him. “Ugh.... This would be way easier if I could open my systems or something!”

The agitated chimera looked at his palm as he tensed it up as he once did, trying to call up his built in AI auto or even just a system menu... but it proved fruitless once more to his great annoyance. Then again this was hardly surprising as he had come to find barely any of his powers worked. Tearing rifts between worlds took intense concentration now, and he could barely jump or climb, let alot tear down a tree in his current state. The chilling thought that him being stuck in the white room for such a time being the cause left him with a slight chill as he laid back in the snow and stared up into the night sky.

“.....There’s no way I can just leave things as is... But I have to figure something about losing my tricks..” He took a moment to lay there, letting his mind wander about the possibilities of what to do.... before one thought came to mind: If he lacked all those his other powers, did that mean he could now.... die?

“.....” He slowly got up as that thought rolled in his head, the idea that he wasn't trapped to the immortal coil anymore, that he could actually end things on his terms and no others. This, this brought a feeling of excitement and dread of increased and equal measure as he realized that he was actually on the fucking roof in the bloody snow. Of all the damn times to have this rush hit him, now was the worst as he took hold of the nearest object to try and keep himself steady. without looking. His hands reached back, only to grasp the air as he came to fall back, and tumbled down with a series of muffled thumps and down to the ground below with a loud crack-

An inky dark was where he arrived next, with no other sensations around him as he found himself..... falling? floating? He could barely move, let alone make out anything beyond his now pure white coat as he glanced down.... but after some time along in this abyss, a ringing sound slowly filled his head, loud enough to make his horns feel like they were being shaken out of his skull. This distant ring of a loud, old bell, clanging deep and slow  somewhere about him... and he felt compelled to reach it, slowly managing to get some sensation of movement as he tried running along to where he felt the sound came from.

All the while, sensations slowlt began to creep back into his form. unyielding cold, the aches of his muscles and bones as they moved and seemingly knitted themselves back together as blood rushed through his system. He ran, faster and faster like he once did, rushing to the bell as its clangs grew louder and louder.... before he felt whatever was beneath him give way to nothing, and he fell down once more....

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