08-05-2023, 00:53:47 AM
The ground still rumbles as stalactites rise up in front of each and every single one of you, forming something of jail cells. They rise high up where you can't climb on top of it. No matter how hard you try to knock them down, they are unbreakable. One can't tell if they're all that durable or if they've been infused with Hell's magic. But either case, there is no escape for any of you.
All you can do is watch the portal dim down as the Ranger walks out of it. He/She summons the hands towards self as the outside comes through. First with more demonic creatures, then the entire area transforms around except for the cells you all reside in. You all watch as the Hellish landscape turns into a small forest. And it's one you recognize from the visions you've had in your dreams. It was where Agatha Bancroft's husband John was murdered.
The Ranger goes up to you all.
Yes, my "dear husband, John", she said with such contempt. When I had moved to America from England, I was destined to work until I earned my freedom via indentured servitude. I had toiled for years scrubbing the clothes of some spoiled rich family. That is, until John came around. Who was actually quite wealthy for a hunter. He fell in love with me and paid off my debts so I can be free. I married him, but I had no affection for him. He was just useful in gaining my freedom and fast. And when I no longer needed him, I shot him in the back with his own rifle. He looked so heartbroken, asking "Why?" And just simply explaining to him I never loved him. He was just a pawn in my game to kill off Eleanor Village until I moved to another city to repeat the process. These fools thought they can kill me off for good. But a true Witch never dies. As the Dark One has stated, you all shall not die... yet. But you will all witness the time where the Witches resided. How we have fooled people into think they were all fabrications. We have existed all this time. Despite the best efforts to expose us, we came out on top. And now it is the New Age of the Witch! And the World will belong to The Dark One.
The cells where you all reside in rise out of the ground and into the air. You all see the transformation continue as the once bear forest now turns into a small Colonial town. The same one you've recognized from your dreams: Eleanor Village. Where Agatha Bancroft herself once resided. And like in the last dream you all has, it had the appearance of death and abandonment. All you can do is watch helplessly as the transformations spread through.
Six days the Earth was created and in six days it shall be under my rule. And it is all thanks to you, my faith servant. Sister Bancroft, you shall be rewarded greatly.
Thank you, Dark One. I do ask one thing. I sense others are in the new Eleanor Village. If I may ask your permission, shall I have some fun with these mortals like I have done for the past 300 years? Torture these pathetic mortals for one last time?
Very well, Sister Bancroft. Make the fools suffer.
I always do. he/she says with a sly smile.
The Ranger looks at you all in the sky and turns back into himself for a brief moment.
I'm sorry... for everything. I'm sorry you have to go through all this.... I'm sorry I can't stop it... you get a brief glimpse of tears rolling down the Ranger's eyes before he walks towards the new Eleanor Village.
All you can do is watch the portal dim down as the Ranger walks out of it. He/She summons the hands towards self as the outside comes through. First with more demonic creatures, then the entire area transforms around except for the cells you all reside in. You all watch as the Hellish landscape turns into a small forest. And it's one you recognize from the visions you've had in your dreams. It was where Agatha Bancroft's husband John was murdered.
The Ranger goes up to you all.
Yes, my "dear husband, John", she said with such contempt. When I had moved to America from England, I was destined to work until I earned my freedom via indentured servitude. I had toiled for years scrubbing the clothes of some spoiled rich family. That is, until John came around. Who was actually quite wealthy for a hunter. He fell in love with me and paid off my debts so I can be free. I married him, but I had no affection for him. He was just useful in gaining my freedom and fast. And when I no longer needed him, I shot him in the back with his own rifle. He looked so heartbroken, asking "Why?" And just simply explaining to him I never loved him. He was just a pawn in my game to kill off Eleanor Village until I moved to another city to repeat the process. These fools thought they can kill me off for good. But a true Witch never dies. As the Dark One has stated, you all shall not die... yet. But you will all witness the time where the Witches resided. How we have fooled people into think they were all fabrications. We have existed all this time. Despite the best efforts to expose us, we came out on top. And now it is the New Age of the Witch! And the World will belong to The Dark One.
The cells where you all reside in rise out of the ground and into the air. You all see the transformation continue as the once bear forest now turns into a small Colonial town. The same one you've recognized from your dreams: Eleanor Village. Where Agatha Bancroft herself once resided. And like in the last dream you all has, it had the appearance of death and abandonment. All you can do is watch helplessly as the transformations spread through.
Six days the Earth was created and in six days it shall be under my rule. And it is all thanks to you, my faith servant. Sister Bancroft, you shall be rewarded greatly.
Thank you, Dark One. I do ask one thing. I sense others are in the new Eleanor Village. If I may ask your permission, shall I have some fun with these mortals like I have done for the past 300 years? Torture these pathetic mortals for one last time?
Very well, Sister Bancroft. Make the fools suffer.
I always do. he/she says with a sly smile.
The Ranger looks at you all in the sky and turns back into himself for a brief moment.
I'm sorry... for everything. I'm sorry you have to go through all this.... I'm sorry I can't stop it... you get a brief glimpse of tears rolling down the Ranger's eyes before he walks towards the new Eleanor Village.
I like bananas. They're yellow.