The Elderien Chronicles

The vision

"Alastair!"

His eyes suddenly opened when he heard someone call his name. The voice sounded like thunder and it roared through his entire body. As the smell of rancidity hit him, he realized that he might have known who it was that called him.

There he was, standing on a rock, beneath which lava flowed like a stream. The lava was extensive and it almost surrounded the rock on which he stood. The rancid smell continued to hit his nose but he did not know where it was coming from.

Something was definitely off.

"Alastair!"

He heard the voice again. It sounded like Jaghryx, but at the same time, it sounded like Asmodeus. He took a look around. It was obvious that he was in some vision like the one Asmodeus had pulled him in before. He just needed to find him and find a way to wake up. He knew he was having it hot in the real world and the last thing he needed was Asmodeus' troubles.

"Come to me...."

Came a faint whisper. The whisper came again and he saw the lava on the ground drying up.