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Sep. 28th, 2016 03:55 pmThe breach has been open for two weeks, and many bodies have passed through it, but none with more electric speed than the man who created it.
The portal whirls, its edges trembling almost like an animal's reaction to a pleasant touch, spinning harder until the emptiness within its middle parts and a bolt of lightning flies through. The crackle of yellow sparks resolve into a man, or at least, the form of one. His edges are blurred, at times one man, at times two, and all their hands are up, cradling his face as if in pain.
The portal whirls, its edges trembling almost like an animal's reaction to a pleasant touch, spinning harder until the emptiness within its middle parts and a bolt of lightning flies through. The crackle of yellow sparks resolve into a man, or at least, the form of one. His edges are blurred, at times one man, at times two, and all their hands are up, cradling his face as if in pain.
