Twenty four hours moving like a headless insect was excessive, even for me, but there was something about this total darkness that gnawed at my sanity, and I just wanted to leave this place.
It was not just the darkness that pressed against my consciousness, I think it was also the lack of essence in the surroundings that threw me off, reminding me a bit about my time in space, but even then, I think there were small bits of essence in the air… there was nothing here.
It took all that time to pass that I finally decide to stop moving and I sat down on the ground in the dark with my knees drawn up to my face, while ignoring my first instincts to kill myself, this was how I got my Death Consort Title, and I had a vague premonition that if I willfully kill myself here, Death may play another crazy trick and just upgrade my Title to something much more restrictive.
