Kiria's POV----
For a while Kiria aka the lost soul saw nothing but darkness once more. And faced with this situation he wasn't completely scarred. Rather he felt a heated bulge at the side of his head which must've signaled that this clan's powers or inherit abilities were getting to him.
And just as he was about to daze off into a flurry of questions of how this stuff would feel like every day if this actually succeeded in this ritual. He wanted to feel sad about it. About the fact that he would be the only natural short-tempered person within his home. Unlike his family that were labelled as failures all their lives for failing to inherit their clan's initial abilities and characteristics.
He didn't want that really. He was happy where he was but then again as he almost thought about the hopefully desperate looks on his family's faces, He felt something. Something strong that blew against his body. It didn't arouse any feelings or sensation like the breezes at the lake his dad took him to were in him though, but it was rather quite strange, wasn't it? Well, for he had no time to think about this before...
"Hel-lo-o, my de-ee-ee-ar." That voice spoke to him again. As the darkness around suddenly turned red. Blood red. Smelling and feeling like it. Warm and wet. As his body trembled a small reference at how much it cursed at itself for not being to get away or do anything against this. But in the case of the lost soul, well, many would expect it be calm and used right? Well, as we haven't seen and now see it thinking of how damned the situation was. Not like before those were miner truly, truly miner circumstances but this time... it was a truly a site that scared even its to the core of it being.
The lost soul though of many things as Kiria's body acted on its own, trembling and shuddering furiously as all this occurred around it. In this horrendous place, that reeked and harbored the aura of death.
Peace didn't find Kiria aka the lost soul as they looked thinking that maybe just maybe the voice was all part of an illusion. But my oh my was this boy in for it.
"Hehehe! Wha-T?! Yu-O wan-NA tak-e A bre-A-ther ki-D?!" The voice mocked as every word that eminated from its mouth sent tremers down Kiria's very being. In fact, so much so that he-
"Did you ju-ST-"
"P-EE?!"
Peed. Shamefully and helplessly so as the further taunting question of the voice caused him to tremble and uncontrollably piss himself right there in the harbor of blood that surrounded him.
"Hah-A! AH-HA h-A! AH HA H-A HA-A hA H-AAAA!" The voice's mad bellow caused a horrific tremble with the cylindrical fall of blood and caused some of it to splash on Kiria's skin as he screamed in pain.
Kiria was mad. And tired, tired of listening to this horrendous voice and its endless taunt and disturbances. His teeth gritted tightly so much so that they cracked a little as he then forcefully spoke through his gritted teeth, "Let me go," he said his voice strained yet furious with an ever-burning fury that grew from the seed of exhaustion that prudently grown within him disguised as a form of curiosity the first time they met.
And this infuriated him extravagantly. So much so that his blood boiled and his already clenched jaw tightened even further with enough force to maybe even bight through the human bone with being as fresh as is.
He screamed and writhed and screamed and kicked and screeched and frothed his fury out of his system for a while all before suddenly stopping. He then takes a breather as his heads hangs but not completely as it is pushed back by the impartial wind force from his endless fall. He then realised something. What happened to the voice?
I had always come when he wondered about it. But not now. As his heartbeat steadied, partially stopping front frantically and painfully hitting the bones of his ribcage, his focus resurfaced but alas this realization...
He found himself back. In the real world, alive and breathing. Rapidly. Like as if he was just recovering from a jump scare. He didn't know what to about it. Or how to simply solve the issue. But what issue you might ask well....
It was simple really. No pain after awakening. No signs of exhaustion. And yet... in the eyes of the overseers something... different. Was seen by them.
"You have failed. Be gone from the grace of the abundant Lowe star." The commanded his voice steady and furious with a hint of disappoint and something extra that he just couldn't make sense of.
And as for Kiria who just heard this... was quite probably more screwed than he had ever felt when he was with that horrendous being. This was what one would call-
"I..."
True damnation.
"Failed. Ha, ha. You- you must be lying right?"
[Thank you for the power stone HaroonEbrahimi!]