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[b][i]You were born to die. But after death, you have been born again.
You awaken under moist soil. Its rancid scent fills your nostrils, and you need it to go away. Your limbs twitch to life, your nerves fading cooly from the numbness of death. Your arm springs into the air of the surface world above the soil you lay in, and the air feels crisp against you skin. You grasp for anything your fingers could latch onto, but they are soon gingerly stroked by a hand, a cold, clammy hand. It shocks you at first, but then it calms you. The foreign hand then grasps your forearm lightly and gently pulls you from your dark, rancid tomb of dirt.
Dim light fills your vision, blinding you for a moment before fading away and revealing a cloaked figure looming over you. Its face is shadowed by a dirty, worn-out hood of dark thread, though a large, yellow beak muddled brown by age protrudes from the darkness. Its body is hunchbacked, the cloak draping over everything but its hands and feet, which are clawed, pale, gnarly and with long digits. The hands lather your arm lovingly.
You glance around to see the surrounding area:
You are in a misty clearing of dirt, bones, and skeletal trunks and branches of small dead trees, surrounded by a dark yet lush forest of tall trees and ferns. More short, hooded beaked figures shamble about the place, some exploring while others kneel to the ground, making praying gestures.
Above you, the sky is heavily clouded and grey, rain pouring heavily down from it.
You only hear the pattering of rain against dirt and the ominously hollow howl of gathering wind blow slowly through the clearing until the being holding your arm croaks:
"Welcome to life, my pretty."
What do you do now?[/i][/b]
[spoiler]BESTIARY:
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Keksik Summoner/Keksis/The beings responsible for your new life. Seem to look up to you as an angel or something holy.
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[b]NOTICE:[/b] This is an RP about exploration and adventure. There will be a list of locations, creatures, and weapons coming to the thread, but only once you explore and discover them.
And there is no need for a character bio; you simply play as yourself or an OC with no special abilities.
English
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He should be confused, he should be curious, he should be even frightened at the appearance of ... whatever was helping him up. But somehow, he felt great, above all things. He looked down at his hands which were still caked with dirt, pale. He brought them up to his nose to take a sniff, he didn't smell as though he'd been decomposing, or at east his nose wasn't working yet. Yet he was so sure that he'd been dead. [i]But dead men don't rise[/i] he thought to himself. [i]Do They?[/i] His senses were all coming back to him and calibrating to his environment, his eyes adjusted to the newfound brightness as his pupils constricted. The sound of the rain along with the way it felt along his hands both gave confirmation of feeling and hearing. He took another sniff. [i]Taste and smell will have to wait.[/i] He looked down at his garbs, it appeared to be a uniform of some type, or at least what he deduced to be some sort of uniform. He brought his hand to his right temple and rubbed, if he had been dead why couldn't he remember anything that happened before this. For the life of him(or was it death?) he couldn't remember. He looked at his new helper and asked the first question that came to his mind. "What happened to me? I mean, before and ... now. What's going on here?"