[Entering topic as NPC - Sabaku]
The sensation of falling enveloped his mind filling his consciousness with an overwhelming feeling of dread. That creeping doubt of something unclear or unknown that infects the mind like a canker, afflicting every fiber of our being to the point of self destruction. Once rooted within the core of our soul it pulses with un-life that spreads like a cancer eating away at any sort of positivity, causing moral turpitude, and the corruption of self. This, in turn, causes the merit of ones own deeds to diminish to the point of self depreciation. We then begin to forget the past and dread the future, so full of uncertainty it causes our soul to ache and cry out into the darkness.
[OOC Topic entered/left - Run time 1 hour - Leaving Country]
The sensation of falling enveloped his mind filling his consciousness with an overwhelming feeling of dread. That creeping doubt of something unclear or unknown that infects the mind like a canker, afflicting every fiber of our being to the point of self destruction. Once rooted within the core of our soul it pulses with un-life that spreads like a cancer eating away at any sort of positivity, causing moral turpitude, and the corruption of self. This, in turn, causes the merit of ones own deeds to diminish to the point of self depreciation. We then begin to forget the past and dread the future, so full of uncertainty it causes our soul to ache and cry out into the darkness.
[OOC Topic entered/left - Run time 1 hour - Leaving Country]