Post by Glaecer on Dec 21, 2012 19:02:33 GMT -5
Glaecer lay awake in his quarter, still sweating from his gravity training beforehand. No matter how much he tried he could not rest his urge to training was not that great, but it was like a nagging instinct in the back of his mind making it impossible for him to turn off and sleep. Frustration began to well up inside Glaecer, he did not understand why he could not just rest. It was as if a power hungry version of Glaecer wanted to claw his way out and consume him until there was nothing left but a maniacal being of power. Glaecer reminded himself of how he was better than this and how he would not turn into his power hungry father; he was not that person, was he?
Did Glaecer really know who he was? Was he different before Koriza experiments, had his mind been altered was he that type of person before the experiment , or was this just a way for Glaecer to attempt to make up for his unfortunate encounter with the rage induced Serori and the maniacal Blaze. Was this his way of dealing with it, or was it something deeper. Glaecer shook his head
‘The reason for my training urge is because I don’t want to be beaten again’ This calmed Glaecer mind for a moment it seemed he had found the awenser but then a small voice replied in his mind
‘Is not wanting to be beaten really that different from wanting more power’ Glaecer eyes snapped open he rose from his bed his rage now showing as he punched the nearby wall
“Why must I ponder over everything” He said retracting his fist
“This was the path I chose, being a psychic emulator is not without suffering” Glaecer said
He sat back down and attempted to sleep. Rest did come but it was shallow and full of nightmares. The nightmare always started in a blank white room((Music for his night terror is www.youtube.com/watch?v=SITjEw-jqlo )) , he was standing in front of a mirror but the reflection was off, the eyes in the mirror was not his own, they were the eyes of a beast, of a power hungry Acrosian, of what Glaecer could have been. The Creature stood in the mirror smiling, immediately Glaecer began to run faster and faster down the endless white corridor. The demon remained in the mirror but his arm extended and grew catching up to the terrified Glaecer .he looked behind, the creature demonic growing arm was gaining on him. Finally it latched onto Glaecer and slowly he was dragged back towards the mirror. No matter how much he struggled the grip was too strong, it was so unnatural. Glaecer always woke up just as the other Glaecer in the mirror was about to merge with him.
Glaecer remembered the nightmare from somewhere, He knew it had happened before years ago maybe but it did happen before. Glaecer needed to put his mind at rest. So he headed back towards the simulation chamber but at the last moment Glaecer stopped he decided he was going to visit an old friend.
Did Glaecer really know who he was? Was he different before Koriza experiments, had his mind been altered was he that type of person before the experiment , or was this just a way for Glaecer to attempt to make up for his unfortunate encounter with the rage induced Serori and the maniacal Blaze. Was this his way of dealing with it, or was it something deeper. Glaecer shook his head
‘The reason for my training urge is because I don’t want to be beaten again’ This calmed Glaecer mind for a moment it seemed he had found the awenser but then a small voice replied in his mind
‘Is not wanting to be beaten really that different from wanting more power’ Glaecer eyes snapped open he rose from his bed his rage now showing as he punched the nearby wall
“Why must I ponder over everything” He said retracting his fist
“This was the path I chose, being a psychic emulator is not without suffering” Glaecer said
He sat back down and attempted to sleep. Rest did come but it was shallow and full of nightmares. The nightmare always started in a blank white room((Music for his night terror is www.youtube.com/watch?v=SITjEw-jqlo )) , he was standing in front of a mirror but the reflection was off, the eyes in the mirror was not his own, they were the eyes of a beast, of a power hungry Acrosian, of what Glaecer could have been. The Creature stood in the mirror smiling, immediately Glaecer began to run faster and faster down the endless white corridor. The demon remained in the mirror but his arm extended and grew catching up to the terrified Glaecer .he looked behind, the creature demonic growing arm was gaining on him. Finally it latched onto Glaecer and slowly he was dragged back towards the mirror. No matter how much he struggled the grip was too strong, it was so unnatural. Glaecer always woke up just as the other Glaecer in the mirror was about to merge with him.
Glaecer remembered the nightmare from somewhere, He knew it had happened before years ago maybe but it did happen before. Glaecer needed to put his mind at rest. So he headed back towards the simulation chamber but at the last moment Glaecer stopped he decided he was going to visit an old friend.