Post by Nis on Oct 10, 2019 22:40:01 GMT -6
Thread PL: 36,000
How long had Nis been traveling aimlessly? It felt like every waking moment was a nightmare. Whatever strange land fate had brought him to was chock full of nightmarish beings. The only word Nis could think of to describe them as are demons. Yes, he was undoubtedly trapped within the confines of the Demon Realm. Nis's seemingly insurmountable circumstances didn't deter him. Fate had put him in front of these obstacles as a test. One that he had to pass! If he didn't pass these challenges, the Tesslarmen race would certainly remain in obscurity, never capable of reaching their true potential. Surely, the living remainders of his race were hiding just around the corner. Just on the next asteroid on the outer edge of this strange pocket dimension. Sure, he had come across a few markings of his race. One or two Pillars, with maybe a leg or an arm that once belonged to a fellow Tesslarman still intact. But he must've been traveling without rest for weeks, months even. Perhaps even years if Nis's sanity was truly starting to go to the dogs. He *was* an old man after all. Even for a Tesslarman.
He had come across another Asteroid in his travels yet again. Truly not a momentous occassion. He wasn't expecting anything to be quite interesting or different from what he usually saw. Rubble from some demons who fought on it once. Maybe some bones. But no sign of his beloved species. He was starting to get doubts at this point. Maybe fate truly didn't have a grand plan mapped out for him and the Tesslarman race. Nis touched down on the planet and scanned the horizon for anything out of the ordinary. Nothing. Same as usual. He walked around for what felt like hours, but in reality, was probably a few minutes. This place was really starting to wear down on him. He felt like his mental state could snap at any moment now. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he was sure what he saw had to have been a mirage. But as he turned and focused on it, he was sure it was reality. The tops of many pillars! An image that he usually would've dreaded, seeing how far his fellow Tesslarmen had fallen, was now giving him a grand feeling of hope. Nis took off, running as fast as his muscular legs could take him. He arrived at the Tesslarman graveyard and tore down any dilapidated or broken down Pillar in his path. Surely, at least one of them had their Tesslarman intact.
Then, as if a beautiful, heavenly glow had shined down upon it, Nis was able to make out the difference between a pillar compared to all the rest. It was fully intact! And he could make out the figure of a Tesslarman right at the base! As he approached, he was able to make out more specific details. It was a female, which was a great sign! The future of their race was secured for the time being! Unless if Nis misunderstood how this worked and the Tesslarwoman was actually dead. "BWAHAHA! FATE IS ON THE SIDE OF THE TESSLARMEN!" How would he go about unsealing someone else? Surely they needed some outside force to help them get out. It was small things like this, that showed why Nis was destined to lead his people! He seemed to just pop out of the Pillar of his own volition, unlike his still living peers. Nis came to the conclusion a quick pulse of Ki through the stone would be enough to revive them from their stasis.
Nis put his hand onto the stone stomach of the woman and channeled a minuscule bit of ki into the stone. He was sure that at any moment that stone would crack and his ally would be freed from their prison. He was so blinded by his belief he would lead his people that he didn't even consider the possibility that he might be the last Tesslarman alive. It couldn't be possible.