Balance the Realizer - Mac's Boardinghouse
In his room at the boardinghouse, Balance woke. He felt a significant drop in energy, and he was overtaken by a blinding vision of the lines. He saw the lines twist harder and harder, and as he looked closer, saw that they were actually two. A core line, the one that was twisting, and an outer line, that restrained and confined the core one. The outer line was frayed, faint. With a building rush or power, the core line burned bright. It burned away the last of the outer line, and Balance almost felt the burn as the second line faded. Then, there was pain. Burning from the tip of his fingers down to his wrist. The burning faded, replaced by a glimpse into what he inherently knew was the spiritual realm. He saw a future, an entity that was coming, and he was terrified. He let out an inhuman, metallic screech. His mind overloaded with pain, eating away his memory of the glimpse. He rasped out two final words before collapsing into a pain-drunken stupor.
“Render comes!”