Void Egest I

It has been days now since I’ve been expelled back into my dimension, back onto Loamerian soil. Somehow, my powers have been greatly diminished, locked away. Flight reduced to leaps, wells nigh-impossible to produce without strain. I believed it temporary, a leftover from my return, but it has become obvious I must make my way back to my craft and discover the cause. It also has a deep connection to the Gravity Surge, together we were trapped in hyperspace, within that misty othergrey. It’s form and core, also altered by its time within that nowhere to be found dimension. Now, in a deep, humid jungle, I know where I am, and while I cannot sense it, I know that I left it on the other side of the world. It will take days to make it there in my current condition, if I can still run fast enough over water. I can’t afford to stay here on this continent with the cyborgs while in my condition.

It is nightfall when I reach land and first notice a faint glow off in the distance. But it cannot be my craft, I am still a few thousand kilometers away from where I left it, inside of a giant skull. Who or what could it be? How did it get here, through my gravitational anomaly? Could life have evolved that far while I’ve been gone? As I get closer I can see it’s from a large d– I’m slammed mid-thought in mid-air back down through the cool forest, and I splash into the ground. Peering through the coniferous treetops I see what appears to be a giant jeholopterus circling the area, with a few others in the periphery and higher altitudes. I decide to travel the rest of the way under tree cover, I’d rather not risk getting an arm taken off by one, no clue what my healing ability is like.

Before I can take my first step, I notice something moving in the forest. As I scan the undergrowth to determine the source of the rustling, a beast springs out of the darkness from the opposite direction, clamping its jaws down on my forearm. The spray of my boiling black blood is enough to melt its face and eyes, as well as loosen its grip enough for me to get away, but not enough to deter it in any way. It continues towards me, slashing and snarling, when two more bi-pedal entelodonts leap out at me from either side. I manage to stumble back to avoid them, but they deftly slide by each other without colliding. I’m only able to put a few feet between us when I make it to a small clearing, and 3 more emerge from the dark, scythe-like front hooves shining in the moonlight. Snorts and grunts exuding mists of condensation out into the cool air, drool pouring out of their giant fanged, tusked snouts. Their gaze, synchronous beady eyes interrogating my stance. Slowly they circle, awaiting their chance to strike. I won’t give them the chance.


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