Echo Shadowvein


Echo stared at the blood on her hands, trickling obsidian that dripped from her own head from her hair and chin. Tears that blurred her crimson eyes, slowly died away before she peered around. Throbbing pain in her mind faded away, carried by countless whispers.

A smile spread across her face, revealing pearly fangs. She stood and dropped her hands to her sides. Whatever had been causing her pain, memories, experience, was pushed into the depths of her collective mind. The other voices, shredded away at the horrid ball, bit by bit so that mere slivers would glimpse the light of day.

Now she was reborn, into what she had been created to be; and any who may know of the project still would regret ever taking part.