08.22.1078 Moonless Age
Machike'shikumo
"That's an insane lightshow..."
Quill'yate couldn't help but overhear the voice of one of the raiders watching the skies through the mist. Whatever it was, it was bright enough to be seen through the mists that covered the Val'Sarghress outpost town. The shimmering curtains of blue and green crossing the skies drew the gaze of everyone in the town, energy crackling through the air as thunder rumbled off in the distance.
Quill'yate herself wasn't so much hypnotized by the majesty as she was by the knot forming in the pit of her stomach. Something about the mysterious lights made her on edge, but she couldn't quite place it. There was a certain menace to them, like they were a prelude to something, and it didn't help that their movements were slowly becoming more erratic.
The Lights began to coalesce, churning in the sky like angry serpents, coiling an twisting around each other. Eventually they formed a bright mote of light radiating a bright blue aura, illuminating the land below, one of the nine moons clearly casting a shadow as the light shown down on it. Quill'yate stood perplexed at the sight, an entity capable of stealing the light of the ancient goddesses? Of making them cast shadows down on the world?
Her thoughts were silenced when the mote of light burst, cutting out and returning the world to the shadow of the night. A sudden wind picked up, whipping the mists away. Quill'yate could now see for miles into the Mist Sea and she stood in awe at what she found in the sky.
A massive gaping hole in the sky. Stars shone in its empty void, framed by a shimmering white aura, it's borders in constant flux. The moon that had once been bathed in light, was now slowly being consumed by the void, swallowed up by the widening hole. The moon began to crack and splinter apart, rocks flying out from it as it was torn asunder by the forces it was subjected to. Another moon in the sky suffered the same fate, ripped away by the widening hole in the sky.
Suddenly it dawned on her. The hole wasn't getting wider, it was getting closer.
"Unholy shit." Someone finally cursed, breaking the uneasy silence that fell over the fortress town.
"That thing's coming for us next!"
"Everybody get underground! Run for it!"
The town descended into chaos, people ran into their homes or for the tunnels connecting them to the underworld. Quill'yate stood, feet planted firmly on the ground. She wasn't budging from this spot, not when it wouldn't serve any purpose. All of them, Sarghress or not, drow or not, were now at the mercy of the void.
Quill'yate could see the air itself shudder under the forces of the void, a second wind, even greater than the first threatened to knock her off her feet. Quill'yate braved the wind , watching as the void began to swallow up the rim of the Mist Sea, the winds roaring in her ears as she fought to keep her footing.
Only when the void claimed her did she regret not fleeing with the rest...
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So yeah here commences the insanity.
The first multi-crossover I've written, featuring factions from Drowtales, Halo, Mass Effect, Metal Gear Rising, Destiny, and Planetary Annihilation.
I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing, just a heads up. I'm largely just doing this for shits and giggles.