And so it begins

So, ya, you had died. You couldn’t remember how you died, being a disembodied sole you didn’t have much in the way of memory space. Though you had the impression you had made a choice that had lead to your **** knowing it would save others. That had left you feeling better a defender to the end. You couldn’t tell how long you had been drifting when a **** began to pull on you. You were sucked towards a singularity! Not a physical black hole but maybe a spiritual wormhole? This could be either really good or really bead.

The **** accelerated as you got closer, you probably could have fought the **** but that would have likely resulted in you just being pulled in exhaust and weakened like a tired fish pulled in by an experienced fisherman. Instead you pulled yourself tighter condensing and compressing your energy. Pulling in any energy from the vortex around you you could you hardened yourself.

You were pulled into the singularity hitting it like a marble hitting the mouth of a hose. As you felt yourself starting to stick you pulled even tighter, sucking it in sort of.you slipped into the a tube that pulled you down it. Like a bullet in a barrel you accelerated. You bumped and scraped the walls. If you had hit this exhausted you felt you could have been further damaged an pulled apart by the fore that now propelled you onwards.

An unknown time later you fired out the other end. Had you had physical mass you would have likely been going an appreciable fraction of the speed of light. “Yyyeeeee Haw!!!” You bellowed as you blasted into a new reality.

You probably shouldn’t have done that, as you seemed to have attracted the attention of something. If snapped into being before you. A dragon! Maybe the Dragon. This being could have inspired legends just by its existence. “Arrogance! Show me you worthyness or perish.” Oh no you felt energy build and then a blast of power was racing towards you. This would destroy you, could you flee, dodge, evade some how? Nope you grit you self and braced, you had been the defender, the protector, the guardian on the wall at night so others could sleep without fear of what stalked in the dark. If this was to be your end so be it, you would face it and end snarling and spitting in the eye of fate, gods, deamons, and even this transcendent dragon.

The pain was beyond description the energy of the dragons breath burned like nuclear hellfire. You braced hardening yourself pulling tighter even as you burned. Like carbon at the core of a world you compressed and strengthened as impurities were purged away.