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Chap 2: Decision.
Madura had tried to take in the enormous amount of information Harbinger had told him and analyze it over the course of the day. She had said it... well, thought it- all so casually to him. The imminent end of The Heavens, a seemingly unstoppable enemy... and he'd been asked as if being given the simple task of running a parcel to the Officer Barracks. He slowly began to understand exactly what was required of him, and pieced it together in straightforward sequence. He thought that, somehow, saying it aloud would help him to grasp it.
‘I wake up, Harbinger’s voice sounds in my head. Obviously not a dream, definitely not a prank. Harbinger asks me to cross the Ornate Border into the lands beyond, forbidden and dangerous beyond belief. Not to mention decreed treason by the High System of Heaven, death sentence for anyone who tries to cross. Also, a crazed and twisted traitor called Archan’s lair is housed in those lands.