Glade was sure he was dead. Everything was black and he felt nothing and saw nothing. Somehow, though, he heard a voice.<br/><br/>"Welcome to the world of Shadowcrest! In your inventory you can find beginner items which include a blade, shield, armor, a revival patch-" Why was he hearing this now, and how could he? This was the NPC he had met when he was first created in Shadowcrest.<br/><br/>"Wait, revival patch?" he thought. "Speaking of that, I never used the thing..." Combined with Tinder's magic and the revival patch, a heartbeat returned to Glade. A bright light filled the inn room and he was teleported back into Shadowcrest. There was a sensation of falling, and Glade opened his eyes. He was falling from the character creation platform!<br/><br/>"Where? How?" he shouted as he fell. After a few seconds, he landed softly in some water. He was soaked from head to toe. "Gah- It's... cold?" realization dawned upon him. "I'm alive! I'm alive!" he exclaimed. Being cold was the least of his worries. His first priority was getting back to the others and letting them know he was safe. For all he knew, they were mourning him at that moment. He could not bear to see Anastasia, or any of the others for that matter, suffer because of him.<br/>~~~~~<br/>Ezreal covered his eyes as a bright light filled the inn room. When he uncovered them, he noticed Glade disappeared.<br/><br/>"What... just happened?" he asked no one in particular.