To my Own Tempo

Toxicity could almost see the flips switching in Temo's head as she spoke. The small glimmer of hope- of faith. Good. Sometimes, Abraxas worked that way. Toxicity was more than willing to help him walk the path of the fallen. She smiled genuinely, saddling up next to Tempo and ushering him in the direction of Ashen. "Come, we will meet him. I'm sure he'll be waiting for us."

She waited to see if he would follow, then made her way to lead the way, "I should tell you about the first of us Abraxas, though. His name really was Abraxas, but we call him The Fallen God. I feel like you can probably relate to the feeling of that name." Toxicity tossed him a light smile, it was meant to be reassuring that even a God could have fallen. "Though he fell once, indeed was cursed to a mortal life, he found his way to ascend again. I aim to do about the same. I think before we meet my mentor, I should tell you more about The Fallen God."