This is just a quick little challenge my friends and I are doing. There is a second version of this book out there, showing the different perspectives and filling in the obvious plot holes in this one. Like I said, just a fun little challenge.
Nothing but an endless void surrounded her, but its grip was far from empty. It's beings tore and scratched upon her fair skin, tapping old blemishes and ripping new wounds. Emotion was something it knew all too well, yet emotion was all she was. It beckoned against her through the dark walls of her mind and forced a shadow upon the only light that shone from the beating of her electronic heart. It threatened her very life, bending her own form into shattered glass that transformed into distant stars. She didn't feel the pain, no, It said it wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt.
Of course...It was no other than Hyalus.
Isa watched helplessly as the shattered pieces of who she once was form a distant Galaxy of colors she couldn't see. Her vision was blurry, due to a pain she couldn't feel, but as Hyalus hummed within a hidden shadow of the corner of the dark box, Isa's body was her's once again, and her vision returned. Isa couldn't tell if this was a form of torture, or if she died again.
"Transportation." Hyalus answered for her, appearing from the dark corner of the now lit room.
Isa stood now, as once before she was doubled over in confusion, but her next words were far from strong. It's bravery was stripped to its core, of pure anger, "Death." She answered instead.
But Hyalus clicked her tongue as the sway of her hips twist in a sickening way. "Turn around." She hummed, her hand flying out slowly from her crossed stance.
Isa rolled her eyes, annoyed already with Hyalus's next trick, but she was welcomed the the lights of a thousand suns.
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In the distance was the Galaxy she once thought was just an illusion, or one of the many lies Hyalus has tricked her to believe. But there it was, in all its magnificence, a realm just outside her reach. Everything shimmered with a transparent complexity that intertwined itself in strings of life itself.
Isa huffed, "Which part of my mind is this? I think I liked the white box room better."
Hyalus crossed her arms, her head shaking just slightly, "Not yours nor mine, all you see here is true to its form. Reality."
Isa walked to the main platform to what seemed to be a glowing machinery, spinning ever so slightly.
"What you see here is the realm I was once the ruler of."
Isa scoffed, "You must have been a tyrant—"
"Do not question me on my rulings, young one. I was a benevolent ruler, I treated my people with high regards to their rights—"
"Did that include public executions and flaunting of power?"
Hyalus sighed shakily, her hand resting on the orb ever so slightly, Isa could almost see the grip on her other arm tighten, "No." she whispered, her face broke for a second, a light of emotion—of intense sorrow. But her brows narrow, her eyes honing on Isa and her lips turn to a scowl as her face lights with a new found anger, "No. Do not think for one second I was so selfish that even I treated my people like servants....just like what your brother wanted to treat the Migardians—"
