Palace Game 6/5

[fujimaru]

The Dreamer In The Grand Temple
Humanity Foundation Value: ????

What has been will be again,
what has been done will be done again;
there is nothing new under the sun.

Comments

[fujimaru]

They can certainly run! And it's probably a good thing they do, with hands and other unidentified limbs grabbing and pulling at Kaine's feet as he runs. The voices of the restless dead rise in their wailing, furious and confused, some of them actually rising half-out of the blood to make a more concentrated grab for him--

But after maybe a minute or so of that, it begins to die down... and there's no sign of Dantes. Somewhere, in that mad dash, he seems to have disappeared.

[markofkaine]

[FUCK IT. WHO NEEDS DANTES ANYWAY. KAINE IS NOT GOING TO STOP RUNNING EVEN WHEN THE DANGER SEEMS TO HAVE PASSED BECAUSE THIS GODDAMN BLOOD HALLWAY OF HUMAN SIN IS JUST NEVER ENDING!!! THIS IS PROBABLY A METAPHOR FOR HOW MUCH UGLINESS IS IN THE HUMAN SOUL OR SOMETHING BUT HE'S SICK OF IT!!!!

ARE THEY TRAPPED IN SOME KIND OF HELL LOOP? IS THIS ACTUALLY JUST A NEVERENDING HALLWAY? FUCK!]

Well our guide's gone! You see any end to this godforsaken place?!

[messianic]

[ Well, since Kaine is busy being the spider express and zooming, Minato will look for anything that looks remotely different at all, or like they're finding a way out of this mess.

IS THERE ANYTHING AT ALL? ]

Not yet, but--we'll find it...!

[ he does not see it yet but he has hope still...!!]

[fujimaru]

The ground is beginning to slope upwards under Kaine's feet, though it seems like the level of the muck around his ankles is not going down, weirdly enough. There are more hands rising to grab at him, pulling more insistently but with less strength.

But ahead, angled up, is a faintly-growing glow.

[markofkaine]

[Come on! One more push to the end!! He's knocking over as many of the grasping limbs as he can, spurred on by hope - by that light at the end of the tunnel!]

We're-- almost there..!!!

[messianic]

[ GO GO GO

Minato owes Kaine a thank you cake after this. ]

[fujimaru]

The remaining way seems to take an inordinate amount of time--hours? months? It's hard to say. The air is still cleaner than it was, but there are the sounds of voices again--louder now, more openly hostile. They can make out words now, in the mess:

"--no! Stop! No, no, no, no, no... I haven't even accomplished anything yet--!"

"--I can't stand it. I spent every one of those thousand and one nights wishing for nothing more than to not die. Every fiber of my being is terrified of death!"

"This... This can't be how I die! I was... I was going to destroy...this entire world...!!!"

They're getting louder. There are so many of them.

But at the end, there is a light.

[markofkaine]

[aaaaaaaaaa]