Mnemosyne - A Story Forgotten

Alright, finally got my signup finished! Still really hyped for this, since it's such a unique concept. Hopefully this little bump will convince more people to join!

Writing Sample:

"Hmm...?"

The soul woke up softly, as if waking from a nap. It stretched, yawned, and looked around blearily at the nothing surrounding it. "Wh... Am I still asleep, or somethin'? Where's... anything?" It wracked its brain to try and figure out how this predicament had occurred, but drew nothing but blanks. "Oh my god, where am I? Literally and figuratively, where am I?!"

The soul began to dig ever deeper into its memories, hoping to unearth anything that would allow it to recall the context to its imprisonment. Instead, it came up with something even more unsettling: it had absolutely no memories of anything before it woke up.

The soul looked around, paranoid and fearful. The darkness around it seemed to press in hungrily, to snuff out the soul's little spark of existence in the blank void that surrounded it. The soul began hyperventilating, looking all around for a way out. But nothing was there, save the void.

"NO!"

The soul lashed out at the darkness, hands (but were they really?) and feet (did it even have feet?) flying out at the all-consuming nothingness. It didn't hit anything, but the soul kept at it, flailing around madly. "No, no, NO! I will not give in! You can't have me! I will never give in to you!" The soul could feel its strength flagging as its kicks and punches continued to hit empty air, which only strengthened its resolve. As words deserted the soul, it gave a huge, defiant yell, part of it noting that it couldn't actually hear what its voice sounded like.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

As the soul stood (floated?) over the abyss, panting and terrified, it heard a whisper. “Ye who hold potential for limitless power, heed my call...”

It glanced around, frightened. "Wh-! Who's there?!"

The whisper came again, this time a little louder. “Ye who hold potential for limitless power, heed my call...”

The soul glanced around, seeking the source of the voice. Feeling a bit foolish, it said aloud(?) "I heed your call."

As if in response, the soul saw bright white footprints appear in front of it, leading into the darkness. The whisper came again.

“Ye who hold potential for limitless power..."

"Heed my call...” The soul whispered. It looked around at the darkness surrounding it, then back at the footprints. The choice was obvious. It walked along the footprints as quickly as possible, trying not to seem too scared.

Weapon of Choice: An ancient-looking assegai, its handle splintery and its blade rusted and pitted with holes. Fortunately, it's still as sharp as the day it was made.
Mnemosyne - A Story Forgotten

Jabber

Tojin literal sea monster

TheWendil The Wendil-Sama™ / ಠ_ಠ

Jabber

Tojin literal sea monster

Jabber

Typical
