TAKSHAKA

[soulping]

You step into a small airy room made entirely of porcelain and frosted glass. Squishy armchairs — the old fashioned type; pretty velvet affairs with patterns of roses in your team’s color and legs of dark wood — line the walls.

Pride of place in the center of the room is a table, upon which rests: a list of instructions; a spread of cards; and a box made out of mirrored glass with eleven slits in the top. Each slit is outlined in a team color.

Beyond the table is a huge, floor to ceiling hourglass. A certain number of blood red crystals reside at the bottom ...

Comments

[withmyownfists]

S-sorry! Sorry. Uhm. It's just, the Echoes seem to have some kind of finite energy to support themselves and their realm. They run the games and quests because completing the acts gives them energy. If she just ran the game forever, then she'd never get energy. She'd die. So she has to let us go sometime.

[piechemist]

... Oh!

[... That... makes her... feel a little better now?]

In that case... hopefully this will be over really soon, then.

[withmyownfists]

I think so too. I don't know for sure, but I've never heard of a game running this long. So... soon, I'm sure.

[ but tbh she's trying to convince herself just as much as Togepic ]