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The moment the countdown hit zero, everything turned dark for Adrian.
He didn't fall unconscious though, he didn't explode into pain either. Instead, everything simply ceased.
—It all vanished into an absolute, silent blackness.
He was no longer in his body. He was a disembodied point of view, a ghost adrift in a sea of nonexistence.
He floated in that silent void for what felt like an eternity, and then, a pinprick of light appeared.
It expanded rapidly, pulling him forward until he burst through into a new reality. He saw a world bathed in the ethereal light of twin suns, casting long, sharp shadows across a landscape of towering forests.
Before him stood a young boy. His skin had the rough, textured appearance of greenish, fractured stone, and four powerful arms sprouted from his broad torso.
The boy was a Garog and Adrian recognized him with a certainty that defied logic. This was the being he had just absorbed. This was the god.
