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A tear seems to open itself up in the Nexus - seemingly, a portal to yet another alternate dimension.
This, one, however, seems different. Tortured, angry screams emanate from within, before a figure pushes its way through the disturbance, going from a state of incorporeal to corporeal as he emerges into the Nexus. He is a pale, long-haired youth, wearing a black suit with red armor - the chest of which is marked with a symbol resembling a "Z".
He falls to his knees, and slowly, rises. He looks about, tiredly at first, which then comes a look of disbelieving as he becomes aware of his surroundings.
"I did it..." he whispers to himself. "I'm free once again..."
He grins, and stands more confidently. After taking notice of the sign, he turns to the Nexus, and says, "Hm, a question, eh? How important are legacies to you...?"
This, one, however, seems different. Tortured, angry screams emanate from within, before a figure pushes its way through the disturbance, going from a state of incorporeal to corporeal as he emerges into the Nexus. He is a pale, long-haired youth, wearing a black suit with red armor - the chest of which is marked with a symbol resembling a "Z".
He falls to his knees, and slowly, rises. He looks about, tiredly at first, which then comes a look of disbelieving as he becomes aware of his surroundings.
"I did it..." he whispers to himself. "I'm free once again..."
He grins, and stands more confidently. After taking notice of the sign, he turns to the Nexus, and says, "Hm, a question, eh? How important are legacies to you...?"