[i]I stand there. Cold. Time's conflux. Destroyed. I stand there before the body of a dead God. Atheon. I see strange, clear liquid gushing out of the burnt, broken glass body of atheon. Time.. I feel like it exist again. Through my Journey raiding through the vault, time didn't feel like it existed. It's back, reality is here. I am apart of this world again. No longer am I an outsider barely walking through the edges and cracks of time. My fireteam leader stands there. Worried. I can see he is not happy..I can feel fear rushing out of his body. I walked over to him..to only find that that fear that was rushing out of his body wasn't fear.. But it was the last breathe of his life. He collapsed onto the ground as I approached him. "Mat! I called out. But he didn't respond.." "H-his presence...the myths are true. We n-need to escape!" Everyone stood there. I can feel the blood in my veins freeze up as my heart dropped. It can't be true. Bare seconds past before he broke back into our world. He stands between the portals gazing his eyes into us that are filled of hatred and revenge. We stand before Xylar, the timeless. -Gin Exo warlock. Survivor of Xylar.[/i] All credit goes to Jeff the Cabal, creator of Xylar