Dimension 49-C1

The great spaceship, Dark Sigil, was like an uncanny shadow in the vastness of space. The pride of the Dark Fleet, its overwhelming presence was like a terrifying monster wrapped in darkness. It floated like an ominous monolith over the planet known as Ralgor. However, the name of the planet was no longer important, for son, it would be nothing but a floating pile of rocks in the enndless void of darkness. From space, the could see the planet slowly burning.


In the throne room of the Dark Sigil, a great darkness watched the planet below from a great window. To describe this darkness is a hard task for anyone that saw it. It had the shape and form of a man. Tall and slender, its arms were crossed in front of it, a metal gloved hand tapping his arm. The darkness wore what appeared to be a long, black robe made of complete shadow. If you tried to pierce its entangled darkness, one might perceive what they thought would be the screaming faces of lost souls, roiling in and out of view. . The darkness wore a strange mask, carved with with lines that, in the right shadow, appeared almost like a devilish smile. The lines emenated with a strange, pulsing red light. The rest of the mask was obscured with a shadowy hood. On his hip, a sword, like a large kitchen knife, hung from a black belt. The only thing that seemed to hold this darkness together was a black and silver breastplate. The dark form seemed to emenate a cold anger that radiated across the large throne room.

Suddenly, a knocking broke through the silence of the room. The door to the room opened, and a smallish man walked into the room. He walked quickly over to the throne, just 20 feet away from the darkness by the window, and knelt down before it. "My Lord?" said the man, a tremor in his voice, "The absorbtion matrix has finished powering up, and is ready for use." The dark man turned his head slightly. When he spoke, his voice was smooth, but cutting, as if you it were a sheet of ice. "Then proceed with absorption," he said, causing the small man to tremble. The man nodded, pressing a small button on his comunication pad. He and the shadow man watched through the window as the burning planet began to break apart, and be pulled towards the ship. When it was over, all that remained where a few chunks of rock that floated aimlessly, and remain so.

The man sighed with relief that everything went well, and began to walk away, only to realize that he could not move his legs. "I'm terribly sorry," said the darkness, turning around to face the man, "but they haven't eaten today, and they have a great hunger." The man looked down and realized that he was being held by coiling shadows around his legs and waist, that originated from the dark man's robes. The small man screamed, falling backwards as the shadows rushed up his legs and face, covering him from head to toe. The last thing the man saw through the roiling shadows before he died, was the glowing red line of the dark man's mask, almost like he was smiling.

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The dark man moved towards his throne, the shadowy lump of the man slowly dissapearing into his robes as he walked. He sat down, and turned again towards the window. He touched a small console set into the arm of the chair. A voice sounded from the speaker above the console, "Yes, my Lord?" The dark man leaned back in the throne, "Begin the dimension jump at once." A sharp click sounded, like a pair of boot heels clicking together, as the man on the other end said, "It will be done." Suddenly, a great swirling portal opened up in the emptiness of space. Its swirling blue and purple interior seemed to pull at all things near it, drawing on the edges of the blackness. If the dark man had a face, he would be smiling. "Very soon," he whispered, letting the shadows of his robes fill the room around him, "Very soon, I will find the 1st dimension, the ones that began all dimensions, and I will set right the wrongs that have occurred." Suddenly the Dark Sigil, and the fleet of warships surrounding it moved out into the vortex, and dissapeared. Then the portal dissolved into nothingness, leaving only the remnants of a now dead planet in its wake.

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This skin was made for my friend DeathsIayer. The story is myy own invention based on the skin, when I came up with it. I hope you enjoy.