Hey, a random comment is WAY overdue, in my opinion.
So,
Last night my dad asked for a mint so I threw one at him and it hit him in the nose.
Eragon: What is this place?
Me: WTF! AAKKK, HALLUCINATIONS! *runs screaming from computer*
Eragon: What did I do?

I looked into his eyes. "I am not from Alagaesia. Or any of the lands around it."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that I am from a world so different that you would never be able to imagine it. There is no ancient language there, no magic, no elves, dwarves, or dragons." He just looked at me.

"My country, America, and also the whole world, is a knowledge dependent place. Not even half of the people living there knew how to defend themselves in the slightest." (this is my actual opinion, but I don't take karate or swordfighting.)

"People would go through years and years of schooling about facts. Only facts. I was one of those people. Just another human in a world with so many people they were destroying it. I took sword lessons, and weaponless fighting, and was ridiculed for it. Few people besides my brother, sister, and parents could even remember my name. I spent all my time reading about wonderful things, impossible magic and fantasies. Including you.

"In my world, Eragon Shadeslayer is just a character in a book. There were three of them that followed your life from the day you found Saphira's egg. That was the world I escaped to when everything became to much. My life would have gone on like that, but about seven months ago, I began to dream.

"The first night, I was in the Hadarac desert. Nothing but sand was visible around me, and I began to wander. Soon I came upon mountains. Mountains littered with dragon bones. I, still thinking it was only a dream, walked up, down and around them. Then, I found the entrance to a massive cave.

"The largest skeleton of them all was there. It was curled around a big black rock about a quarter of Saphira's size. At the base of this rock was Vrangr's egg.

"I went and picked the egg up, only to find that it hatched for me minutes later. I touched the little creature, the world exploded with pain, and I woke up back home. I thought it was only a dream, but after coming back to the same cave for three nights in a row, I knew it was not.

"In that time, my wings started to grow. As soon as I could, I took baby Vrangr out of the desert. We settled on the fringe of Du Welednvarden, and there Vrangr grew up. When I had just turned fifteen, about five months into my nighttime adventures, I walked right into a troop of eight soldiers that were obviously guarding something. They were about to kill me when Vrangr showed up and torched them. That was the first time she breathed fire.

"I looked in one man's pack. It contained the sword I now carry, wrapped up in cloth, and also a book translating a bunch of words from the ancient language.

"I couldn't find anything else, so we left them.

"Then my dreams continued on normally for another four weeks and then, I heard a voice telling me to stay here, that it was my world.

"After that, Vrangr and I came to find you. But my dreams didn't stop there. Every few nights, I see something of the future in my sleep, or glimpse my family.

"I hurt them. They never knew about my dreams, and think I ran away. It affected my little sister the most. Her name was Rhys. But, when we first got to this forest, I was able to talk to her and my older brother, Jay." I was crying now, crying for the family that was left behind.

"I never told anyone but Vrangr about where I really come from. Oromis might know because he has been in my thoughts, but you are the only one I willingly tell this to. This is my story. Who I really am."

"Why did you not just tell it in the beginning?" He asked me

"Would anyone have listened to me?"

"I guess not. But why do you stay here if leaving your family hurt so much?"

"My life was going nowhere. Only Rhys and Jay really understood who I was. They accepted me for me. But here, I... I don't know. It could have been Vrangr that made me want to stay here. Maybe it was the mystery of just why this was happening to me. But here, I know that I can be myself. I can help people. And, I know that this is my true home. I was never accepted before. Now I am, and that means more than anything."

"I didn't know that. I'm sorry."

"Don't be. This world is just right for someone like me."

The tears were still falling, but now they were out of joy and not mourning. Eragon understood me. He knew what it was like to loose nearly everything. I had thought this before, but now it was truer than any other time. I hugged him, wanting him to know how happy I was that he didn't hate me for keeping my secret.

I was home.

Didn't know her talk could be that long. Huh.
But now you know a bit more about Onyx's past.
Eragon: That was good!
Me: What? You're back? Ah, well better make the most of it!
*Glomps*