That was the first thing that surprised Roland. The last thing he remembered was being blown apart, which would render screaming... just a little difficult. And before that he had been torn apart, his flesh going into Indrajit... and that irony, too, had amused him. In between the agony, of course. The 'Conqueror of Indra' had completely defeated him, its many mouths consuming his body no matter his attempts to defeat it... and then, in a flash, the tables had turned. In a flash, the Conqueror had been conquered.
And then there was the scream. Roland had bolted upright, a cold sweat on his brow as he tried to get his bearings. He swore that, to his dying day, he'd remember that scream, how it had pierced right through him...
That was the reason he didn't notice anything else until a nurse came in, all smiles and sunshine. "Mr. Dupont? You're finally awake?"
"Du... pont?" Roland tried that name on his tongue, found it quite disagreeable... then again, having a tongue to try words with was still quite the relief for him. "Where am I? And who screamed?"
"...screamed?" That smile faltered just a little, just for a moment, but then that gentle face shifted into a look of comprehension. "Oh, that's right, I'd forgotten. Mr. Dupont, this is Landel's Institute, we treat people who are 'unstable'. Nobody screamed."
That statement made the pale man frown, the words not syncing with his experiences in the least. "But I just heard-"
"It's all in your mind, Mr. Dupont. Come on, let's go outside; some nice healthy activity should do you good. Or you can write one of those little stories you're so fond of!"
Once more, that made Roland frown. Outside? A quick glance at the back of his left hand comforted him with the familiar atma of the Lightning Bolt, so it would be fine, but... still. "But... God is still-"
"Oh, come on, no need to get worked up over this 'god' business. No arguments, Mr. Dupont; you're here to get well!"
And with that, the poor leader of the Lokapala was dragged out into the new world of Landel's, leaving him to wonder what exactly had happened after the old world had gone white...
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That was the first thing that surprised Roland. The last thing he remembered was being blown apart, which would render screaming... just a little difficult. And before that he had been torn apart, his flesh going into Indrajit... and that irony, too, had amused him. In between the agony, of course. The 'Conqueror of Indra' had completely defeated him, its many mouths consuming his body no matter his attempts to defeat it... and then, in a flash, the tables had turned. In a flash, the Conqueror had been conquered.
And then there was the scream. Roland had bolted upright, a cold sweat on his brow as he tried to get his bearings. He swore that, to his dying day, he'd remember that scream, how it had pierced right through him...
That was the reason he didn't notice anything else until a nurse came in, all smiles and sunshine. "Mr. Dupont? You're finally awake?"
"Du... pont?" Roland tried that name on his tongue, found it quite disagreeable... then again, having a tongue to try words with was still quite the relief for him. "Where am I? And who screamed?"
"...screamed?" That smile faltered just a little, just for a moment, but then that gentle face shifted into a look of comprehension. "Oh, that's right, I'd forgotten. Mr. Dupont, this is Landel's Institute, we treat people who are 'unstable'. Nobody screamed."
That statement made the pale man frown, the words not syncing with his experiences in the least. "But I just heard-"
"It's all in your mind, Mr. Dupont. Come on, let's go outside; some nice healthy activity should do you good. Or you can write one of those little stories you're so fond of!"
Once more, that made Roland frown. Outside? A quick glance at the back of his left hand comforted him with the familiar atma of the Lightning Bolt, so it would be fine, but... still. "But... God is still-"
"Oh, come on, no need to get worked up over this 'god' business. No arguments, Mr. Dupont; you're here to get well!"
And with that, the poor leader of the Lokapala was dragged out into the new world of Landel's, leaving him to wonder what exactly had happened after the old world had gone white...