<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/jipin_by_heise.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Nexo<br/>19<br/><br/>The world has slipped into the first stages of Armagedon. The realm of hell has been opened into the realm of humans. Angels stand by and do nothing. A new realm has appeared. The Abyss. That is what it is called. A swirling black vortex of shadows, darkness, and powers so strong...even the demons of hell make sure to avoid it. The Abyss...it appeared in the Burmata Triangle. Totally swallowed it up whole. The powers that be won't even touch it. The years passed by and The Abyss was getting stronger. Yet a society of magic and psychic power users rose from the cinders of burning cities...and though it cost each and everyone of them their lives...sealed The Abyss. Yet they didn't do so fast enough. The Abyss had accounted for its appending doom. And little known to any of the beings of Earth...unleashed its "seed" upon the world.<br/><br/>That was years ago....balance is restored upon the world. For what good it has done. Hell and Heaven are back in their proper realms. Humanity has control over their realm once more. It has been so long that many of humanity of forgotten about The Abyss. Yet the world itself...had not forgotten. The "seed" of the abyss grew, adapted, altered, and shaped itself into the form of a child. The Nexis child. The rumors of this supposed Child Of The Abyss flew around yet no one was able to prove it true or false.<br/><br/>Nexo was walking around the world. Currently walking through the country of the united states of america. Wherever that was. He wasn't sure what state exactly. He rarely knew where he was he just knew he was there. He often just appeared in another place. Falling asleep and apparently waking up elsewhere. Perhaps he dreamwalked. Went from place to place through dreams. In any case...he rarely ever stayed in the same place for very long. He was currently walking in the middle of the street. On that thin line between oncoming and out going traffic. Ignoring the fact that his doing so was causing chaos and mayhem. Panic and dischord. He wasn't very often aware of those things. Yet someone blinked...and he wasn't there. His existance was beginning to be rumored as a ghost. Yet that caused as much a ripple of fear as if they had been told the world was about to explode. He reappears in the bad side of town. Just walking. Exploring so to speak.