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Chapter 5 by Drakkwall Drakkwall

When he wakes up...

He discovers, a beginning.

Carlos' head was pounding, his body so full of pain from the rough landing on the flat stone floor, it made it impossible for him to stand, he felt as if he couldn't move his legs. Fear chills his body as a horrifying thought reached his brain's membrane, had he broken his spine? Remaining motionless Carlos rested, hoping that he would start to recover after some rest, it worked a little when his vision began to clear. The pounding rush of blood in his ears was gone, the sound of flowing water reached his eardrums.

Looking up from the floor the former trade baron saw that he was lying in a roughly square shaped room sealed by stone reinforced walls, dust and cobwebs filling the room. There was no wall on the fourth side of the chamber, instead it was an open cliff, grounded shining by the clear blue rushing water of a large underground that could be seen like a blue monster plowing through the underground.

It was then that Carlos noticed the construct in the center of the chamber, it was a well of some kind, containing what looked like hardened lava, four claw like spires growing out from four corners around the circle shaped well, dust and cobwebs littering their sinister structure. Carlos knew what this was, it was a Dungeon Heart, the source of a Keeper's power, he remember what he had gone through, how he had been treated and betrayed, dark thoughts filled his mind and he began to crawl his way over tot the sleeping artifact. Not caring about his injuries he grabbed hold of one of the spires with a blood covered hand and coughed out. "No matter the cost, I, shall, have, vengeance."

A sudden rush of heat fills the room and the once cool and hardened core of the Dungeon Heart cracked before it began to melt apart, revealing a glowing hot lava that pulsed with an heartbeat like pulse, and Carlos felt his body heal and an unimaginable power rushing through his every cell, it was like he had been reborn. The fat dirty man staggered to his feet, his strength returned to him and feel the power rushing through his body and it fluxes and he can feel something within him guide him to use the new power.

What does this unseen guide him to do?

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