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Dearly departed.

I can’t remember the last time I saw you, friend. It’s been too long since I’ve been able to hear your voice, smell your scent, and feel your skin on mine. Way back then, when we were still young, I never expect you to vanish; to disappear without a trace. Not only were you gone, but your presence as well. And that means for me, no, for us, that I probably would never get to see you again. 

Dear, dear friend of mine who I miss so much, I have never stopped thinking about you; not even a second of my time here has passed without you being in my thoughts. With great anguish I have lived my life alone... No one in this world was able to piece together this heart of mine you shattered. I long to see you again, to remedy the soul which has darkened from your absence. 

Without you, I am lost... Forever wandering without a destination in sight.

As the nephilim thought, looking down at the world below him, his eyes filled with sorrow. Nonus knew lingering on the wounds from his past would never lead to anything positive or productive, yet he couldn’t help but give a little bit of his time to remember the most important person in his life.

A few minutes passed as the man regained awareness after zoning out for a few moments. Sighing, the depressed being stood, still looking down at the world below him and decided to do something different with his time. He decided to search for his dear friend in a place he had not dared to go to before. The underworld.

Nonus knew the way to this unholy place where those he dare not speak of roamed, but he never had the nerve to actually enter it himself. Just merely walking towards the entrance to the underworld made every fiber of his being send warning signals that it was dangerous. Never-the-less, the nephilim forced himself out of his comfort zone and into the uncharted abyss. 

As he walked through the passage, there was nothing but darkness. None of his senses were able to pick anything up. He knew he was going forwards, but he couldn’t feel his legs moving. For a unknown amount of time, he was just encircled in this... This blackness. It was but a small relief when he appeared to be in front of some sort of estate-like building, though once he stepped forwards and walked to the doorway and extended his hand to take the knob,  his body froze. There was something inside of that building that screamed danger, death... And something that whispered sweet words of comfort. Nonus was unsure as to press forwards and ignore the warnings, the temptations, or flee.

That was when he heard footsteps that grew louder and seemed to be closing in on the other side of the door.

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"Change is inevitable. Change is constant."

Independent Original Character.

Mun and Muse are over/is the age of eighteen.

Over six years of role play experience.

Will Role Play any situation.