169- Overture

Death and more death! Adaloun was surrounded by dead, rotten bodies. The bodies of people he once knew throughout the ages, throughout his different incarnations now lie under his feet in heaps, dead and rotting.

He stood in center of them all, their faces embedded deeply into his heart. Their memories kept flashing back at him like lightning striking his mind, harassing him with their emotions, every bit of their emotions.

Their laughter, their pains, their sadness and the few haunting memories of moments before their deaths bombarded his mind and broke his heart the same way he felt when he first witnessed their deaths.

Adaloun's mind was quickly crumbling from everything happening all at once. He felt nauseated at the continuing flashing of visions until finally, everything went dark, and silence followed. There was a momentary peace in the darkness and somehow, it gave him a bit of relief.