Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-24510587-20151030164455/@comment-25932172-20151116043925

 "Excuse me? That's not the Arxus I remember." Sylus said. His voice echoed across the nightmare scape. It was hard to discern what was real and what wasn't, but this he knew was for fake. Arxus pulled himself to his feet and stared off towards the blackened abyss that surrounded his being. The images of faceless victims screamed throughout the deep darkness, tortured forever by their own hellish demise. "You... aren't Sylus. The one I knew was my mentor, my friend." He ignored the countless faces and turned towards the grim visage of Sylus. The crimson Awoken approached ever further, adopting a evil cheshire grin. Arxus flipped out his shotgun and began firing wildly into the ghost.