Nocturne stubbornly remained in place even as the taller one leaned toward him, upholding a reasonably detached expression despite any discomfort to the breech in proximity. Apparently, it was perfectly acceptable for Nocturne to violate someones personal bubble, but not the other way around. Either way, at this point he was more interested in absorbing whatever knowledge Cho’gath chose to disclose to him, a slow exhale when the Voidborn pulled back again.
“As long as it is you, when all is said and done. I trust you would not allow me to meet an anticlimactic end.” None of this information seemed to rattle the Nightmare – if anything, it pacified him, at least in comparison to the pang of nervousness that he had shown earlier. With some effort, he finally managed to drag his eyes away from the one before him, instead looking to the endless and awe-inspiring stretch of cosmic debris that had replaced the planet they had been on not a few minutes prior.
Arms folding, the pale skinned human idly hooked his boot into a floating rock fragment, using it to kick himself up and away from the other man. Back turning towards him, it seemed Nocturne had decided it was his turn to share(or be a show off), as something foreign to Cho’gath’s own interpretation had appeared from nothingness.
It was a gigantic structure – a floating palace, in fact, although it did not look like it was made for human aristocracy; but rather, something that had clawed its way up from the deepest layers of hell. The majority of this construction was enveloped in a thick, gaseous black cloud that sparked with arcane energy, not indifferent to the Nightmare’s lower half in his less flesh-based form. What could be witnessed outside of the clouds was nothing but terrifying, organic structures the color of tar that were twisted and pulled into tall towers and winding archways, many of which seemed to lead to dead ends. What was most peculiar, however, was the enormous, almost reptilian eye that formed and deconstructed repeatedly, shifting and crawling below the walls like a parasite beneath skin. Upon closer examination, one would see that it was not one singular eye, but many, many smaller ones – thousands in fact, all capable of separate motion. There was a constant wordless murmuring that seemed to come from it; a crowd of faceless creatures that could only express what would be easily deciphered by the other entity as eternal torture. Suffering. Whatever this was, it was probably assembled on the blood of hundreds, if not thousands of people.
“I created this. The last time I was capable of roaming free. I’m not entirely certain how, but I did. It has been drifting about Runeterra for a few months, now; hidden to the eyes of most. The interior opens into a highly malleable pocket dimension. Everything inside of it is holographic; a simulation to which I am the master control. I live from it.” Did he really have to go into any further detail? Cho’gath was no peon. This thing was clearly used as some kind of fear trap – a waking nightmare. And probably numerous other entertaining things.
“I suppose…what I am trying to tell you is that I’ve barley begun to grasp the extent of my strength. And perhaps…you are correct in telling me to return. There is much I have left to explore I would otherwise be incapable of. I will…accept your offer of *REDACTED*.” He hoped he would not come to regret this decision.
I adjusted my monocle as I watched the Nightmare’s creation, a bit rude doing so without permission but I suppose actions speak louder than words. Regardless it was quite the craft, and precisely why I needed the Nightmare in the physical world when he could be.
“Good, it will be ready in *REDACTED*, but I have already begun working on it so it may be quicker depending on my ability to *REDACTED* without making the summoners aware. I trusted you not to make a foolish mistake and you did not, this is why I need you in the material plane. Not working for me, but for yourself.”
I had no further use for the subconscious space, and so I removed it. Now there was nothing but myself and Nocturne standing before each other on a field of endless white. I stuck out my hand to shake, smiling at the Nightmare as the deal was finalized.
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