I feel it, a power coursing through the cloak I now wear.

A energy so raw, so pure, I cannot tell it apart from any other.

I know this energy, I've spoken to it before...

"Are you sure, you wish to continue with this?"

Just as it speaks to me now, an echoing of voices with no origin or tone.

"Nothing will change,"

"I dont care." I hiss back, annoyance filling me as it continues to ramble on.

"Not in this existence."

I ignore it now, as once again I focus on the fabric of reality, feeling it lying all around me. I grasp it with my very hands, the light before me bending as I crush it under my grasp, a flimsy existence this is...

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I focus, and tear it open.

Yet this time, not into just any realm.

I step inside, finding myself in the realm in between realms.

"The Veil..." I muse to myself, as every colour my eyes can manage now lay splattered all around me.

Patches of light, incomprehensibly distant, they mix and swirl about one another.

Reaching out with my hand, I feel about this oddity of a realm.

"Show me..." I speak in command.

"Are you truly sure?" As the voices come again to bug me, "There will be no going back."

"There will be, going back I mean." I snicker as I spout just one more joke before I begin. Refocusing once more, "Show me the way, guide me, to that time." I tell the cloak, as its form shudders.

I feel it then, pulling me in a specific direction, as if a powerful wind was pushing me forward.

I let go, I allow it to guide me, feeling myself then being thrown off into an abyss of chaotic lights.

I flow with the realm, a lost piece of debris amongst a violent ocean of madness.

Eyes open, I watch it all rush past me.

My entire existence, I watch it as I go by.

All the way to the very start, my life rushes past me all the way...

To the beginning.