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[Projeck37]

"Doubtful. You know something else, huh?"

[PrivateNomad]

 "Of course. Many things. If you stay with us, sometime soon, you are going to die."

[Projeck37]

"How badly do you wish for me to live?"

[PrivateNomad]

 "Very badly."

[Projeck37]

"Right. So start with some honesty. Why me? There's a deeper and more godly reasoning, you you stand so strongly."

[PrivateNomad]

 "Because I protect friends."

[Projeck37]

"There's something more to it, though."

[PrivateNomad]

He looks down with a sigh, in thought. He then looks up at her, meeting her gaze.
 "Do you want to see your fate? It is not to be taken lightly - lesser men go mad."

[Projeck37]

Linda nods.

[PrivateNomad]

Bernhardt waves his hand, and a mirror appears in front of her; she sees herself, but it morphs into a vision.
 "Omniscience guide you."
~The Vision~
Linda suddenly finds herself inside a black plane, nothing but void around her as a voice appears.
"Your god can't help you here. Look into my eyes, Seer..."
Familiar screams reverberate through the void, echoing deep within her as the void turns blood red.
"They hate you. They would destroy you as soon as they could. Why not end it. Why not join us."
More screams, sobbing in the darkness as the image of a man's hand laying down bloodied, held by a woman whose cries are silent and unseen.
She then sees her own corpse laying over a pool of blood, standing over it Bernhardt, his falchion bathed in warm blood.
The vision flashes; this time into an entirely whole new world, a massive yet dark and gloomy city sitting beneath her, a massive tower piercing the sky in the center. She sees an enormous portal, and a hand almost the size of the moon reached out through a massive portal, chaotic energies surging through. She hears galloping as a dark horsemen rides through the new scenery of darkness, navy energy and death following him.
Then the vision stopped, and she saw familiar whiteness. She felt her entire body tremble from the intake of information.

[Projeck37]

Linda stands there, silent. Nothing is seen through her visor, except a reflection of Bernhardt on the surface.

[PrivateNomad]

 "Linda?"

[Projeck37]

She continues staring for only a moment, before finally speaking.
"Yes?"

[PrivateNomad]

 "Are you still intent on staying?"

[Projeck37]

"I'm unsure... I'm still taking in what I saw."