Let. Him. See.
Thunderous and vicious it was. Unlike anything he had felt before.
Every fiber of his being was shaken down, and strapped to a metaphorical torture table. There, laid out before him like a fifty-two card spread, was the entirety of Nora's life. Every mistake, every pain, made manifest and it crawled through him as searing pain. He could do nothing but watch as his love was hoisted into the air, dragging him with her. He hung somewhat off the abyss as he shifted several invasive thoughts away from critical areas of cognition.
Pain.
Bodily harm was nothing new to him, he was served his due. But the brutality here was an event he was never. In his own family violence was subdued, if not nonexistent. So to see it here opened his eyes to kind of pain she received.
Heartbreak.
His own heart broke.
Such relationships were turbulent seas for him. Although he never imagined that the seas of life were as turbulent hers. He would shed tears if he had been permitted to do so, but the psychic onslaughts he was receiving were throwing his attention away from the emotional trauma that was being dumped into his mind palace.
The very temples of his head were bulging to an unnatural degree due to the high amount of strain being thrusted upon his body.
Death.
It was murder. A quiet one at that, done behind closed doors. Such a vile thing to commit, but such an act was the norm for those who lived here. Subterfuge was an art, and those that could not paint were removed. His own mother followed this same method of silent takedowns and removals. Thus, it was palpable to feel the surging anger, but surprising to watch her explode.
This explosion of psychic power had forced the ancient psion to relinquish control. And from there did her anger become a sharpened blade. Which, when Hachi stood to his feet, he met the blade with determination.
And he was told to visualize a door, that's what he did. He, sure enough, saw a tall, white, door made from the very earth that was around their bodies, standing before them. Taking in everything, Nora's conviction solidified his own. Thus he followed Nora into Shiva's mind, the very warden that attempted to imprison them.
Their first steps? Into sand, surrounded on all sides by structures long-forgotten by time.
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