𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗛 𝗗𝗘𝗙𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚 (Proto-Event)

He has to ask, what was the point in dragging him all the way out this far? Did she require his help with something other than the rain?

He can’t feel it, what exactly does rain feel like upon the flesh…

“I am here, yet I am there… a mirrored reflection amongst the veiled wall… my hand touched theirs but only they left a mark. Who am I to deny facts, that although I am a revenant… a proto, a prime… that I come from a time where the orokin didn’t fall hard enough…”

|| you just have to witness my rev prime continue to go through the most random shit at times hahaha. I have this account, my destiny one and my progenitor one.

“I feel gentle taps at the edges of my mind, they would make some crazy but I heed them when needed and discarded them when I do not.”

WTF

He has set up camp not that far from here, the two can go hunker down there for a bit if she wishes.

AWESOME GAMES!!! I DEMAND A BAGLE ALONGSIDE THIS SWEET GAME! I spent a week on it. Currently doing every main mode right now. Across all the maps. Only a few more to go now.

He has a coat she can borrow, he doesn’t need it right now.

“You needn’t worry, it will only construct those memories when you allow it.” The proto explained, raising his hand as corrupted corpus are summoned in front of them but unable to fright. “Free targets.”

“Indeed I can, allow me to show you.” The proto leads her into the room, gesturing at the darkness of it which then formed a very large arena equivalent to that of those of gladiators. “This room can form things from past time and or memories locked deep within your mind.”

Won’t stop me from putting it down here hahaha

“Truthfully because I still see a orokin of brutality behind those eyes, that very mindset was how we ended up in a situation like this. You on the other hand are different, ask yourself this. If you were given power, would you willingly give it away or keep it for yourself.”

“How much of a honest opinion do you wish to hear.” The proto frame replied with a question of his own.

“Sometimes the simplest solution, tends to most bloodiest when push comes to shove. Another note, I ask but s question. How much blood would you shed to communicate your hate, your anger… Devil.”

“Calm down and listen, I am not asking you to rule. I was asking you to explore the world, see how you feel. I do not force anything on anyone, it’s the reason I was turned into a proto-frame.” Cue the man bringing up a memory, the same memory which had him casted into a void

Cough

Yes and no, first I ask that you walk amongst the lands, understand the world around you and then choice by yourself. You bound like the others were, you have the one thing they didn’t back them… compassion. (The man replied, taking another sip from his glass.)

+ as he gazed upon the statues of different prime frames. “Feel free to look around, this place is just as much a home to drifters and Tenno alike as it is to myself.”

“Yes it is, the twin light outpost was forged my own hands. I had pulled resources from a great many areas, scouted my old labs and then forged this place between the void and the time is taints.” The proto replied, shutting the portal behind them and taking a deep breath +