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[b]Title:[/b]Revelations Of The Self

[b]Characters:[/b] Will Tarin with some mentions and cameos.

[b]Summary:[/b] This takes place after the Reflections plot. Having lost his heart and left for dead by Styx, Will loses his consciousness. Waking up, he finds himself in the Realm of Darkness and begins his journey through his pasts as his phantoms begin to reveal themselves.

Will felt cold. Nothing but the coldness in his body, his mind registering the shivers as his conscious thoughts began returning. A groan came out from his lips, his eyes opening and his sight blurry. Will moved his arms and pushed himself up into a sitting position. He moved a hand towards his chest, feeling a strange emptiness there. That brought the hydromancer to his senses and he placed his hands on his upper left chest. While he could still feel his own chest whole, he felt nothing there. "That's right. That man, Styx... He took my heart and left me there."

Will sighed, his dazed mind clearing and remembering what had happened. It had been after the battle with the evil version of Jessica Mireu. The latter had been finally stopped after the Jessica from his universe, aka his girlfriend, himself, Kynthia, Gregory Zivaku, Azumi Ian and Cetea fought her. Of course, the hydromancer left out one other person that had been in the conflict on purpose. It had been the masked stranger known as Styx. He had appeared there and somehow knew about the evil, alternate catgirl. How, the hydromancer didn't know but he did help in putting an end to the evil version of Jessica. After it was all over though, Styx had requested to speak to Will in private.

"And this is the result." Will sighed as he made to place a hand on the ground and stopped. He had seen some unbelievable things in his years as an Interference but this really took the cake. The hydromancer was standing in a sort of blackness, far as the eye can see. Swirling darkness all around, mostly up on the sky. Looking down, he saw normal ground, except it was more stone like. He stood up from the hard ground and looked ahead, seeing a single path in front of him.

With a shrug, Will walked down the path, hoping it would lead him to an exit. Or at least to some answers he really needed.

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He had been walking for minutes, but to him it had seemed like hours.