Hello, long-time lurker TFE here. This is my first shot at any type of real writing. I can't say for sure if there will be any more to this, and if there is, how often it will be updated. Review Topic: Here. Now, may I present...
Kicking and screaming, pleading his innocence, Eredar was dragged into the dark chamber. The Ancients, Guardians of the Fallen culture, are ready to enact his ultimate penance. Staring into the darkness, Eredar is bewildered. Is this what the Ancients ultimate punishment was? To abandon him in a building far from the shores of civilization? "Eredar the Merchant," boomed Radomus, "Your crimes against the Fallen are unforgivable. You have broken into our most secretive facilities; you have poisoned the whole of the planet; and you have murdered Septum, the Ancient Supreme. What do you have you to say for yourself?"
Angered and confused, Eredar is effectively silenced. What could he say? He had pleaded his case, even broken out of custody just to prove his innocence, and still his dedication to this truth could not make them see. "What do I say? I will not stand for this betrayal. If I was truly guilty, you would have some form of evidence besides Septum's word. And the word of a dead man doesn't hold well in this world."
Enraged, Radomus swiftly reached forward and struck Eredar with such a fury as would live with the Fallen for the rest of his days. Eredar's once-yellow eyes, eyes that burned with such a passion for truth and justice, were now stained blood red by the fury of an Ancient, a conduit of his now-abandoned gods. "Let that be a taste of what's in store for you. Arlena, Bring forth the Hyperium."
At that moment, Eredar's eyes widen in terror. They couldn't possibly... No one had ever been sentenced to the Hyperium before now. Arlena swiftly glides across the room, where a small console awaited an input, the only input it was ever designed for. Once again screaming, Eredar struggles against his bonds, desperate to avoid the only destiny he had left: Imprisonment. Slowly, the wall tore itself open, and what remained afterwards could only be described as a sphere, adorned with glowing blue lights.
"Carry him over," Radomus commanded his two subordinates. Struggling, Eredar was inched closer and closer to his prison, until he opened his eyes and could see his new reflection in its metallic surface. "This sphere will be your new home. The only place you will ever see again. You will be the one and only individual to ever be cast into its depths. You will live out an eternal life, the last Fallen. That's what you wanted as a boy, wasn't it Eredar? To be immortal? Well... Congratulations!" screamed Radomus with an otherworldly fury, as he forced Eredar into the dark and cold embrace of the Hyperium...
Edited by The Forbidden Entity, Apr 21 2013 - 01:22 PM.