LodoBlue

Silence, drifting onward for countless measures of time and astral space. He never knew just how long or how far it went on between worlds and lifetimes, lost in a dreamless subconscious of suspended animation, waiting until at last he would begin to feel the tingling sensation of life returning to his numbed nerves. Was he dead, or simply asleep? He truly didn’t know. He only knew for certain that this was how every life began and inevitably ended before it began once again, a sort of intermission between one level and the next. What would this level be like, he wondered, what quest would he be sent on this time? Help the boy next door fulfil his life-long dream, or save the world from a wicked sorceress? Every level was different, new, and exciting, each one having a grand lesson to help shape his character and prepare him for the final level: The Ultimate Boss Battle. Or, at least, that was the conclusion he had come to thus far, though he had not yet found any clues as to