Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140329045024/@comment-4681758-20140520011053

Ciarán's trance left him staring into the black empty void of space, and he just felt this feeling of... Emptiness. And suddenly he saw... A ring? The symbol on it made it likely that it was a ring like his own, but he didn't recognize the symbol on it, and somehow, the sight of the black ring... Frightened him. Suddenly, the scene changed. A moment later, he was back on the planet he'd seen in his vision earlier. Hundreds of these black rings were descending on the planet, but instead of the rings seeking out people embodying emotions, they attached themselves to... THE DEAD?! It couldn't be... But he was seeing this, feeling it. The rings... Brought the dead back to life, spewing out more rings from these undead abominations. And these weren't just mindless corpses, these beings seemed to have all the memories and abilities of the people they were before they died.

Ciarán... Understood the purpose of this vision much more clearly than the last one. This was, without a doubt, a warning. Whatever these black rings were, they were unlike anything he'd ever fought before. These things devoured everything in their path, leaving only death. And they were coming to Remnant. Soon.

On the outside, as Ciarán was having this vision, even though Aurea's crystal had restrained him, the look on his face, and the way he was shaking made it clear to those who were watching him: He was in pain, and he was afraid. When he came out of the trance, all he could do was weakly say two words he'd heard during the vision that were used to describe the event.

"Bla-ck-est Ni-ght..." Too weak to explain any further, Ciarán passed out from exhaustion.