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game Taereun: Battleground of the Damned and placed them within the bodies of what were once their characters. However, the minds and souls did not match the bodies completely, and some were a better fit than others.
Of the many victims of his experiment, The Nameless was only truly interested in a few. One of those that held the most interest was a Half-Dvergar. If he had been standing, he would be close to six feet tall, but the breadth of his shoulders was still nearly the equal of a Dvergar. The player was Mark McGuinness, and the body was Talon.
Lying on the cold stone floor panting like an animal, Mark McGuinness looked around. His thick beard was laying on his chest. He reached toward his beard, and froze at the sight of his hand. It was not his hand. It was thick and wide, with heavy callouses and scars.
He was in the same giant chamber, where he appeared in his real body. Making a clockwise circle followed by a counterclockwise circle with his left hand, Mark attempted to bring up the game menu, but nothing happened. Taereun: Battleground of the Damned only had a single game menu, with two buttons: “Help” and “Log Out”, but even that was no longer there. There was no game menu, no way to log out.
As he watched, the corners of The Nameless' mouth quirked upward in a smile, filled with malicious anticipation. Unknown to Mark McGuinness, The Nameless reach out with a tendril of psi energy, touching his mind.
I will even give each of you the bodies and memories of your game characters. The Nameless God's words echoed in Marks mind.
I may have the body, but if I have the memories, they are hidden. Fucking so-called god.
Pain tore through Mark's skull, as a torrent of memories that were not his own flooded his mind. The memories followed the same general pattern as Talon's character background, from Taereun: Battleground of the Damned . The last memories were at the point Mark started the game. He recognized the room, where he first opened his eyes as Talon.
Questions echoed through his mind. Did his life end at the point where I started playing the game? Did my choices during the character creation and how I played the game cause him to live such a painful life? That could not be right. The real Talon was not my game character, was he? What is happening to me? What happened to Talon?
The more he tried to think about the memories, the more intense the pain became. Mark was barely clinging to his sanity. Talon's memories were so strong, so violent, so brutal, that they were crushing Marks personality. He was helpless, screaming inside his own mind. At least, he thought he was only screaming inside his own mind. How could just his left over emotions and memories be so overwhelming? I can't take much more! I can barely separate him from me. Compared to him, what I endured after the accident was nothing.
Talon's life was nothing but an endless cycle of torture and battles, all of it at the whim of the Masters. He never knew freedom, until he escaped into the Battleground of the Damned. His freedom was the freedom to fight and kill at his choosing instead of the Master's bidding. Even in the Battleground of the Damned, he fought for decades. He only found peace within himself, after the monk Tae Sun became his teacher.
Mark was not sure how much time had passed, but the pain was not quite so bad. The memories and emotions of Talon were not overwhelming him anymore, not completely anyway. However, he was having trouble clearly remembering my life on Earth. There were gaps that were being fill with pieces of Talon's life. Because of the extreme strength and forcefulness of Talon's memories, the memories of Mark and Talon were blending. Without his understand or realizing it, some of Mark was lost, and some of Talon's traits and nature became a part of Mark. Without noticing, Mark was beginning to think of Talon as his own name.
He clearly remembered The Nameless God from the lore of Taereun: Battleground of
Of the many victims of his experiment, The Nameless was only truly interested in a few. One of those that held the most interest was a Half-Dvergar. If he had been standing, he would be close to six feet tall, but the breadth of his shoulders was still nearly the equal of a Dvergar. The player was Mark McGuinness, and the body was Talon.
Lying on the cold stone floor panting like an animal, Mark McGuinness looked around. His thick beard was laying on his chest. He reached toward his beard, and froze at the sight of his hand. It was not his hand. It was thick and wide, with heavy callouses and scars.
He was in the same giant chamber, where he appeared in his real body. Making a clockwise circle followed by a counterclockwise circle with his left hand, Mark attempted to bring up the game menu, but nothing happened. Taereun: Battleground of the Damned only had a single game menu, with two buttons: “Help” and “Log Out”, but even that was no longer there. There was no game menu, no way to log out.
As he watched, the corners of The Nameless' mouth quirked upward in a smile, filled with malicious anticipation. Unknown to Mark McGuinness, The Nameless reach out with a tendril of psi energy, touching his mind.
I will even give each of you the bodies and memories of your game characters. The Nameless God's words echoed in Marks mind.
I may have the body, but if I have the memories, they are hidden. Fucking so-called god.
Pain tore through Mark's skull, as a torrent of memories that were not his own flooded his mind. The memories followed the same general pattern as Talon's character background, from Taereun: Battleground of the Damned . The last memories were at the point Mark started the game. He recognized the room, where he first opened his eyes as Talon.
Questions echoed through his mind. Did his life end at the point where I started playing the game? Did my choices during the character creation and how I played the game cause him to live such a painful life? That could not be right. The real Talon was not my game character, was he? What is happening to me? What happened to Talon?
The more he tried to think about the memories, the more intense the pain became. Mark was barely clinging to his sanity. Talon's memories were so strong, so violent, so brutal, that they were crushing Marks personality. He was helpless, screaming inside his own mind. At least, he thought he was only screaming inside his own mind. How could just his left over emotions and memories be so overwhelming? I can't take much more! I can barely separate him from me. Compared to him, what I endured after the accident was nothing.
Talon's life was nothing but an endless cycle of torture and battles, all of it at the whim of the Masters. He never knew freedom, until he escaped into the Battleground of the Damned. His freedom was the freedom to fight and kill at his choosing instead of the Master's bidding. Even in the Battleground of the Damned, he fought for decades. He only found peace within himself, after the monk Tae Sun became his teacher.
Mark was not sure how much time had passed, but the pain was not quite so bad. The memories and emotions of Talon were not overwhelming him anymore, not completely anyway. However, he was having trouble clearly remembering my life on Earth. There were gaps that were being fill with pieces of Talon's life. Because of the extreme strength and forcefulness of Talon's memories, the memories of Mark and Talon were blending. Without his understand or realizing it, some of Mark was lost, and some of Talon's traits and nature became a part of Mark. Without noticing, Mark was beginning to think of Talon as his own name.
He clearly remembered The Nameless God from the lore of Taereun: Battleground of
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