Yes... It was as if viewing the individual threads that make up the very fabric of reality. And, with this keyboard, I could change those numbers... altering reality itself in the process. A method known as "hacking."
Truthfully, Hell was not so terrible. It was the place before it that was truly frightening... A dimension we had not intended to enter, but were propelled into by error while trying to reach Hell.
A strange and sad town, where the people were twisted and mad. I unwittingly tried to approach a stranger, and was struck with a knife with little warning.
[ she touches her freshly bandaged, slightly infected, big-ass knife wound that runs down her arm. ]
[ pulls a luke and just dies at curfew from this infection ]
Most of them, yes. Although it was difficult to tell at times... Their faces were distorted.
I know little of what happened to Saber or Wis'adel, as they were transported to a different dimension entirely... but I was fortunate to have a reliable companion with me through that time. It is thanks to him that I was not more seriously injured.
There were a few others, too. Kind people who were trapped in the village with us. I think that most of them were mere apparitions, but it was still heartening to meet such people in such a terrible place. We were able to work together to find a way out of that dimension.
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It is... quite difficult to explain. In part, because we crossed dimensions on a few occasions.
Oddly, it seemed my third eye was functional there, but it saw not magla, but numbers and codes in every place I looked.
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Numbers...?
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[ walking into a cyoa and getting told "ok so your power is to do literally whatever you want" ]
But the city was under an even greater threat... by a flood of demons, sent by Satan, who dwelled in Hell. We needed to go there to confront him.
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...... I hope not. So many demons were slain...
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Truthfully, Hell was not so terrible. It was the place before it that was truly frightening... A dimension we had not intended to enter, but were propelled into by error while trying to reach Hell.
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[ she touches her freshly bandaged, slightly infected, big-ass knife wound that runs down her arm. ]
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Yikes. Pretty extreme, yeah. Were they elda types too?
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Most of them, yes. Although it was difficult to tell at times... Their faces were distorted.
I know little of what happened to Saber or Wis'adel, as they were transported to a different dimension entirely... but I was fortunate to have a reliable companion with me through that time. It is thanks to him that I was not more seriously injured.
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That's sort of how it was for us, too. Anders and Shadowheart, I mean — didn't see them through that whole second part until the very end.
[ even though they were in the same building almost the whole time. ]
Good that you weren't alone, though.
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There were a few others, too. Kind people who were trapped in the village with us. I think that most of them were mere apparitions, but it was still heartening to meet such people in such a terrible place. We were able to work together to find a way out of that dimension.
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[ for some reason, her mood brightens when they get to the hell part. ]
We battled a horde of demons, but we were quite triumphant. We were able to call on our allies to fight by our side.
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Seems kind of ironic that Hell was the better part, but. Glad the fight wasn't too tough.
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With his army defeated, Satan challenged us to one last contest, with the promise to abandon his ambitions if we bested him... a drinking contest.
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That's... an unconventional way of doin' it.
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I thought so too... Perhaps that is just how things are done in Hell?
But we accepted the challenge, and were victorious on that front as well.
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And he kept his word, just let it go at that?
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Well.
We were winning, but Wis'adel became impatient and hit him with a train... I think he died.
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How'd she get a train??
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