EFFORIA WORLD AT WAR
He hasn't had the best life, in fact, some would argue that his life couldn't have been worse, but there's still hope, even for a nihilist. As when an expedition to colonize the moon quickly turns into a disaster, he is swallowed whole by an anomaly and spat out somewhere completely different. Here one can conjure flames with words and summon thunderclouds with a shout, but it's not all fantasia and ecstasy. The world seemed peaceful enough, but as he learns more and more. He realizes everything he sees is a facade, and what's truly underneath is a civilization built on blood and war. In fact, the whole world is in a state of war, fueling the coming of Ragnarök.
An Unwarranted Visit
I spent an undiscernible amount of time in the dark, sat, laid, walking, I was comfortable, free. Though yes, it was not what I had expected the afterlife to be, I wasn't exactly the best person, so perhaps it was hell, and perhaps insanity would soon set in. It never did, nor did I ever get tired of sitting in the dark, in peace, what I wouldn't have given to go back to such a place. A place with no worries, no pain, no hunger, no responsibilities, no people. It was perfect, and I was finally free at the bottom of that abyss. The abyss that was at the back of my mind. I thought about eternity in there, and spending it in there, I looked forward to it, the infinite unlit emptiness.