After what felt like an eternity of floating in limbo he heard or rather felt a presence trying to enter his mind. As he continued to push the presence out it became stronger until one day it broke through, as it did it felt like a thousand voices going off at once, when he couldn't take it anymore Vincent screamed. As he opened his eyes he caught a glimpse of a girl shining in blue light, but as he closed his eyes and reopened them he was somewhere entirely different. The ruins of his home still stand after fifty years of neglect. He stood up from the dusty ground to see his weapons the ones that his father was going to give him for his birthday that year, he picked up a Khopesh the ancient family blade was silver while the other was black. Vincent looked to the wall above the blades to see his fathers giant fabled sword, Fire Seer. Vincent reached for it pulling Fire Seer off the display, holding the handle, it reached eight feet and seven inches tall. He touched the blade feeling the sharpness of it as he did the sword was engulfed in black flames, Vincent pull his hand back in reaction as the flames subsided. He touched the blade once more and once more the blade burst into black flames, but Vincent didn't pull his hand from the flames, they felt almost cold to his hand. He wrapped Fire Seer in a clothe and tied to to his back and putting the Khopesh on his waist. As he left the ruins of his old home Vincent he stared at the town that once stood, rotting corpses littered the ground, creatures he has never seen walked in between the homes that once held the families he adored, crows pecked at the bodies leaving close to nothing of the body left.
"What happened here?" Vincent said to himself as he looked over the town of the dead.
"You are what happened to this town." A woman's voice sounded behind him. Vincent spun around and saw his families Deity statue. A fabled creature of the night said to have brought fortune and good health. But as he stared at the statue, it began more life like. "You betrayed your people, killing them fifty years ago." The Deity said, her voice sounding like the wind.
"I didn't have a choice." Vincent said as he walked up to the statue. "It was do or die."
"You had a choice. You always have a choice. Like now." The Deity continued, "You either can go back to die or you can continue to live and find a way to stop Chaos Weaver."
"I'll take the latter." Vincent said as he walked into the destroyed town.
OOC: I hope my first post is okay. The talking Deity is all in Vincents head. It's the guilt and the power of being brought back. Sorry if it's a bit confusing. ^^'