the exiles
chapter three: aimless
What the hell is this place.
Is the first thing he thinks as he steps out of the wreckage of the laboratory. He does not remember quite how he got here, and he sure does not like how sunny and sandy it is here. He takes out some caution tape from his inventory. His regulator clothes were never made for spending time in the desert, and so he changes accordingly, now being draped in yellow caution tape.
The recent past is recalled. He had been fooling around on a hoverboard he found in the Derse streets. Now that he thought about it, it served him right for trying to muck around on the job. You don't pay attention, and look where that got you. In the middle of freakin' nowhere. He thinks he deserved it.
While he was zooming around the planet on the red stylish hoverboard, he decided to investigate a highly illegal frog temple that was nearby the Derse moon. He would walk around and investigate a strange lotus time capsule, and then leave, as he was notified of a strange rumbling. All around him, meteors from the Veil were zooming towards Skaia without warning.
He piloted the board over to a strange-looking meteor with some sort of building on it. It looked illegal, so he decided to venture inside. As he walked through halls and through doors, he did not take notice the ectobabies being transported to their selected meteors and a boy falling asleep. It was the Reckoning. That's what it was.
He found a slumbering boy in the middle of a laboratory, sirens wailing and red lights flashing. The exits are inoperative, and he would sacrifice his life to save the boy. Strapping the boy to the hoverboard using some caution tape, he throws the whole thing out the window, in hopes of saving another citizen.
Then the heat became almost too much to bear and the vibrating became almost too loud to manage and the lights became almost too bright to look at and then
It was all over.
The regulator-turned-renegade now stands in front of the endless miles of the desert he is about to walk, sprawling before him. He has nothing better to do, so he walks. He is rather irritated that he has to walk all this sand, and contemplates whether he should have saved the boy at all. He then shakes the thought out of his head, because the boy may have been part of some grand scheme that he had not even started to comprehend. Heck, it may have been BECAUSE of that guy he was alive. Well, you're even now.
He stumbles through sandstorms and unusually cold night and blazing sands and thirst pains and hunger cramps. And while he is doing this, he does not notice the other two pairs of footsteps in the sand, following the same path as him. Eventually, he will meet up with the other two pairs to footsteps and they will face the end together.
His inventory is still chock-full of multiple guns and gun ammo. This will later be joined by an oven, some dolls, and multiple cans of canned food. He still has a thirst for justice which will probably not stop anytime soon, and still he trudges onward.
Soon he finds a temple, beheaded, with a strange base on the top of the topless temple looking peculiarly like a devilbeast head. He has been here before. He remembers that he has been here before, with the illicit hieroglyphics and the lotus time capsule. He stares up at the tall structure, and shrugs. It's better than nothing. He beings to ascend.