'Tread carefully.' Sauriil waded through the bodies, searching for an exit. 'I can't feel the Orb here. We are at the bottom corner of Yokuda, so maybe we should head up North. '

(To all non-Immortals: You should be in a nightmare, to signify your trial.)

Makor searches through his napsack and finds a rusty compass.

"There's north." 

SCENARIO: All of the non-Immortals are in a nightmare. This is their trial. Create a nightmare for your character, as a test of their true character.

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Makor looks to the sun(?) and points north "There's north." 

(We're indoors. In the middle of a dungeon. Like this)

*I appear on a cliff, as Ko'Do'Kar, for some reason. My fear of heights kicks in as soon as I start checking my surroundings. I walk around, mainly away from the cliff, until I run into a Dragon. As a reflex, I summon a sword and slash, but it does nothing. The dragon breathes ice on me, freezing me to the core. The drgon grabbed me, and dropped me into the ocean. Luckily, the ice shielded me from most of the pain, but the water's surface broke the ice. As KDK, I was not a strong swimmer, so I decided to become Gol'diir. But my voice will not work.*

(I used a quiz to find my nightmare, and drowning was it.)

Aksel appeared alone in the forest. The smell of the woods was strong. He could hear a singing in the distance...

He explored for what seemed like hours, until he found his village. This...this isn't real! He approached the village. Once he entered it, no one saw him. He was a phantom.

After exploring the village and seeing his parents, he sensed something. Something strange. There was danger coming; he just knew it. Oh, no...the Imperials. They're coming! I need to stop them! The village armed themselves with hunting bows and knives...but the Imperials were much more well-equipped. They stormed in. Aksel took out his sword, screamed in rage, and charged into the battle.

He heaved his sword up-and swung down. He could hear a skull break as blood splattered on his face. He swung side to side, chopping off heads and limbs. The contrast of his vision started to rise. It became surreal. Aksel began crying.

He killed all of the Imperials. Right there, and he saved the village. He looked over and saw his family. They weren't happy. They were traumitized. Shocked. Slowly, one by one, the villagers vanished until the family remained. Aksel looked down at his hand where his sword used to be. Now it was only a dagger. Mortha...don't make me do this. Please. You have gone too far!

His parents started getting angry. I was a dissapointment. A mistake. A failure. I couldn't save my village. And I'm not a hero. Not like the others.

He walked up to them. His mother slapped him. Aksel fell down. He looked up at them. They are really angry with me. 

He stood up and looked back at his dagger. Should I kill them right now? Should I leave? Can I wait? Aksel looked at them. "I'm...I'm sorry. Even if you're fucking hallucinations. I just...I want you to know...I wanted to do so much...I was scared out there, but even then, I was so ambitious. I wanted to do so much. But you died. And I was broke." He looked up. "Please forgive me..."

Veyd was in a place far too familiar, a place he'd been in his entire existence. The Void. No beginning...no end... 'What?....This isn't possile, Mortha destroyed The Void...This is not real, She is attempting to play with my mind...she is probably going to try and break with the other joor....I need to get out of here and into the minds of the others...all minds are connected, I should hurry...' A portal into Mundus opened and Veyd was transported to a battlefield in the Great War 'So Mortha is trying to bring moments of my pass in an attempt to break me...This is my Mind!...My past...' Veyd shouted while he was in the air "I do not regret a single part of my past because it has made me what I am and I'm no diffrent because of my past!" Veyd flew away and when he was far enough away from the battlefield he shouted 

Veyd turned into his mortal form and his skeletal wings weren't skeletal instead they had black feathers on them, like a raven. After a few flaps of his wings Veyd was in the air and he flew as fast as he could. He was flying near a village where he saw someone talking to a few people 'Is that...aksel?...I must've crossed over too his mind...He needs to deal with this problem himself....if it gets out of hand I'll step in...We don't have much time'

Aksel put his dagger through his father's neck. He let go and his father fell dead. He looked at his mother. It wasn't his mother anymore. "Oh, shit..." Her eyes glowed red, and her eerie smile showed sharp, glowing teeth.

"Hello, my son," the mother said, "Welcome back."

Aksle backed away. The mother started growing and mutating. Her body ripped through her clothes. She became a monster (kinda like the Titans in Attack on Titan).

His dagger disintegrated. So did his other gear. Even his crystal shard. He looked up to his mutated mother. "Mom, you've grown some weight." He ran the other direction. The demon chased after him into the woods.

"Aksel! It's Mortha she is playing with your mind! That isn't your mother your mother is dead!" Veyd flew down and landed in between Aksel and the creature with his scythe ready and imbued with Black Fire "Stay behind me Aksel!..."

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"It's your mind! Use your own weapon!" Said Veyd 

Veyd breathed Black Fire at the Mutated creature but all it seemed to do was burn it and piss it off even more.

(You guys are in nightmares. Seperate nightmares. You are supposed to be alone.)

(Remember, I have the ability to choose what your character does, read the rules.)