Bob grins. "Isn't that just the beauty of it? Even I don't fully understand the going ons in the Multiverse. Sometimes, time itself is crushed in the massive battles that ensure, wars that rip apart dimensions and end civilisations. And yet, sometimes, it is all about two people, loving one another, while a third is left jealous, a simple drama. People fighting and loving, kissing and hating, friendships created and torn down." He stretches out one hand, smiling his insidious smile. "Allow me to bring you to the Realm of the Fallen, home of Drac, who created a world where lost souls find their eternal rest. I shall show you what it is to be one of us. You may flee to your home, but this place will follow you. The God-Killer wishes to kill you, or perhaps use you as a tool to kill me. You've already become a part of your own story. I will put you on your feet, and set you loose in the capable hands of the 'heroes' of this realm. So? Will you follow me into the rabbit hole?"
