Unexpected Visit (Short)

After checking around the office for a bit, Biazar eventually passed by a mirror. Finally, taking time to notice, what he was wearing was the same armor set up he first picked. The "Gensym Knight Cloak" in a black with gold trimmings color. His warlock bond, "Shadow's Bond" made from Hirlok, a metal from the traveler, dyed starry purple. His Helmet is the "Ace-Defiant '' made from Hirlok dyed black. With gold markings that form skull features out of the original style.

His chest gear was the same black version of "Wildwood Vest". Along with his gauntlets were still the same black Hirlok with gold trimmings, "Grips of the Ace-Defiant". Finally, the same old leggings were his black "Omega Mechanos Strides". They were all still on him and looked newer… untouched, almost meaning that his weapons should still be the same ones from the first time he entered the world.

Chuckling softly, he eventually left the office room which was extremely likely his, and entered a hallway. Looking around the hallway, he noticed that it had a map right in front of his door.

"Knowing me, I probably said to put this here. Likely did."

Taking a look at it, he combed it over slowly with his eyes before accepting that he was, in fact, in one of the bases of the Dragoon Mercenaries. Funnily enough, near the Cosmodrome that is housing a part of Rasputin inside of it. Thinking about that, he thought that he should see about meeting with the Warmind early in this timeline.

Pulling away from the map, Biazar eventually left the building, with Myriad following behind him. The two having a rather relaxed walk after silently checking their weapons considered to be side arms. After all, can't be too careful, you may meet a killer or rapist and have to murder an idiot.

Once outside the building on their walk they took in the sights, the world looked so much better and brighter than it did in the games… Everyone was still alive and bustling about without a problem in the world, ignorant of the coming apocalypse. In the far reaches of the sky, the Traveler hovered awake and emitting a vibrant glow as ships passed by it every second. The sight was pleasant to see happening. It was so very much ALIVE and a new scene that he chuckled happily at having a chance at experiencing it.

Walking along the busy streets, he wondered what exactly he should do right now. Besides seeing about having a meeting with Rasputin, of course. With some time to think about it, he honestly couldn't come up with anything.

Eventually, after some twists and turns, he and Myriad arrived near the Cosmodrome. With it towering in the background as they approached a guard station. Before he could approach it, though, a familiar flicker appeared next to him as a cloaked ghost appeared silently from nowhere. Looking at it briefly, he made a faint "Oh?" Before searching for a hidden place. Which led to him approaching an alleyway nearby between some empty buildings and leaning against one of the walls.

The cloaked ghost uncloaked as it floated before him and did whatever a ghost usually did. Once it seemed satisfied, the ghost squinted before speaking.

"Intriguing, you have my light… Yet, the darkness is also inside of you. Both calmly exist together, making a calm gray color! Tell me… How is this?"

"Well, this is interesting. I get sent to the past and meet the Traveler as a ghost! Nice to meet you, big guy~ I'm Biazar; the pup is Myriad, my best company possible."

Replying with a grin and chuckle of intrigue, Biazar studied the ghost. It was pure white, and it was annoying like that! Even the center and light were pure white, that again was fucking annoying! However, the ghost blinked at him before fading and appearing all around him quickly, as if it wanted to understand something. After it had stopped, it flew back in front of his face and spoke once again. It looked at him and Myriad with more intensity to its glowing gaze.

"You both truly are from the future… There are traces of my lovely little children having interacted with you numerous times. How you ended up here is a curious thing, though, but that is of little importance for now! You know the dangers of the darkness and have fought it first hand. You may be of help in the grand scheme of protecting everyone once I leave to give others my wisdom and support."

The ghost, now confirmed to be the Traveler, seemed so happy about this fact. Until, that is, until, Biazar, violently grasped it in his right hand and squeezed its body. He had met the Traveler and the words just now had annoyed him. It felt annoying for someone to seem so excited to try to use him for something, especially when the person in question is about to be a crippled globe! However, the talk between the two would carry on for a while before they moved on to other things. Just now with the Traveler following closely as it stayed cloaked this time above his and Myriad heads.

"So It's the year that the great collapse happened… I'm forty-five, like when I had appeared in this universe, so that means any month hell is going to break loose and consume the world… Fun can't wait to die and revive centuries later."

Mumbling silently to himself, Biazar rubbed his chin in thought, not minding anything in particular. While he made his way into the Cosmodrome to visit Rasputin. Not once noticing the gray spark between his fingers that sometimes turned pitch black as it let off the air of death.