The Realm of Shadow beckons... @unalloy
It was not too often that the Unlimited's calling extended beyond Wonderland, but Chaos' gaze turning upon other worlds meant that their gazes followed in kind. In a way, they were as its unwilling harbingers; Heralding a fell God's approach even if they tirelessly worked to thwart it in its tracks. A knight of pure white and a hunter of pure black, they made for... quite the duo.
It seemed that the Lands Between were already claimed by another God. And others yet vied for its warmth, a twisted cosmic image of a scrap of meat tossed to hungry dogs. Naturally, anywhere such an exquisite meal was involved, Chaos happily followed.
Pale boots descended upon sun-dried plains, golden grass swaying in tune with the wind. The breach behind him closed rapidly, a sealing wound in reality. The White Cloud's brows furrowed as he surveyed his surroundings, gaze of jade orbs captured immediately by the glory of the single most monumental being of them all.
A gnarled tree of umbral bark, with golden sap bleeding down its trunk like lava.
Incredible. With bated breath he stared, filled with reverence - but this was not the purpose with which he had come here. There was a task to be done, his Other to rendezvous with - and, ultimately, an ancient enemy to hinder.
Though he dared not release his Mist so soon, the Cloud picked up a sound of footsteps nonetheless. Light and graceful as they were, it was difficult to conceal one's presence from a Misterian.
"Greetings." A soft, melodic voice sounded from behind the otherworldly stranger's mask, giving it a slight metallic quality. "You do not seem to be a regular mortal. Are you from around here, perchance?"
