by Typhlosion Mon Jun 02, 2014 11:14 pm
As they reached the top of the stairs, Arc found herself in a room with large windows on each wall. For some reason, all of the windows were covered with metal shutters.
"Bring the shutters up please." Varric said, seemingly to no one. Before Arc could react, the shutters began raising, revealing a bleak landscape. In the distance was the tattered remnants of the city, clear even from here that it was in shambles. Demons of all shapes and sizes patrolled the wastes, ones that ventured too close getting fired upon by Justice Corp soldiers.
"This is the future of Azgard. The time distortion got worse and worse, until Valorinx arrived in our timeline, circumventing his own death. Not only that, but because of the nature of the distortion, multiple Valorinx's, from multiple times arrived. The five of you did as well, only to succumb to the powers of the soul gems. Now you serve as Valorinx's generals. The six of you that you know today tried to stop them, but failed. You weren't good enough." Varic said, lighting another cigarette.