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There exists a space between here and the Astral plains, a place where everything is in a constant state of physical and illusionary forms. objects, plants, trees, entire forests, popping in and out of view as they pass from the physical realm into the Astral plains, as well as the other way around. no beings visit this place because of its highly unstable nature, thus leading pirates, rogues, runaways, and fugitives from the law to settle here for various amounts of time. they use the place as a rest stop building temporary camps, when you have nothing to lose a place like this is just another gamble in the bucket of bad decisions you've already made.

But that begs the question, why is it that i myself have ended up here. well if you must know i was the captain of a space ship, we where in hyperbolic sleep awaiting for our ship to reach a planet with a similar atmosphere to our beloved home on earth. population increases demanded we find more space for the ever growing people so that we could allow the earth to heal from what we had done to her. apart from that we just didn't have the resources to sustain the growth anymore. but the good news is this planet was much larger then our own, and a third of the earth populous would be moved over, whenever we gave the green light that is.

unfortunately sizable chunck of an asteroid would end up striking the ship half way through the flight sending us off course drastically as we slept. it would only be the emergency override that would awake me several moments to late to do much but hold on for dear life. my eyes laid on the massive wormhole our ship was being sucked into, and the hole ripped into the ship. the pod i was in being the only thing keeping me still breathing i could only hope that none of the debris shooting around would penetrait the glass.

I watched for what felt like hours before i felt a small shake coming from my pod, a large piece of debris had ripped a larger hole in the ship closer to my pod, not long after there was and even bigger shaking and then my pod came loose. i was sucked out of the ship from the force of the wormhole. all i could see as i tumbled end over end was the ship getting further and further away. after that my head slammed into the side of the pod due to hitting some other pieces of debris. everything went black.

When i woke up i thought I'd died, but as my vision cleared and i was able to see. i noticed the pods door had been ripped off at some point and yet i could still breath. perhaps a hallucination from slowly losing oxygen, the thought had crossed my mind, though as i sat up and pulled myself together I'd begun to recognize the stange land i found myself in. something i studied years ago when i believed in witchcraft and other such things. I'd never truly moved on from my beliefs but I'd had to leave them behind for the sake of my career as they didn't exactly aline very well.

My mind was in awe of what i was seeing, i couldn't quite wrap my mind around it even after reading so many stories about the place and the dangers of entering into it. the thing that hit me like a ton of bricks though, was the thought of how exactly i was going to get out of here and for that matter where the other crew of my ship had ended up if not somewhere around here.

I would soon shake myself out of deep thought and begin the process of looking for my crew and supplies to help me survive this place, learning the ends and outs wouldn't be easy but I would need to start somewhere. sitting around hoping to be found wouldn't do me much good if i starved to death. and standing around in the dark made me and easy target for anyone or anything lurking in the dark. so it was time to get to work.

Description
There exists a space between here and the Astral plains, a place where everything is in a constant state of physical and illusionary forms. objects, plants, trees, entire forests, popping in and out of view as they pass from the physical realm into the Astral plains, as well as the other way around. no beings visit this place because of its highly unstable nature, thus leading pirates, rogues, runaways, and fugitives from the law to settle here for various amounts of time. they use the place as a rest stop building temporary camps, when you have nothing to lose a place like this is just another gamble in the bucket of bad decisions you've already made.

But that begs the question, why is it that i myself have ended up here. well if you must know i was the captain of a space ship, we where in hyperbolic sleep awaiting for our ship to reach a planet with a similar atmosphere to our beloved home on earth. population increases demanded we find more space for the ever growing people so that we could allow the earth to heal from what we had done to her. apart from that we just didn't have the resources to sustain the growth anymore. but the good news is this planet was much larger then our own, and a third of the earth populous would be moved over, whenever we gave the green light that is.

unfortunately sizable chunck of an asteroid would end up striking the ship half way through the flight sending us off course drastically as we slept. it would only be the emergency override that would awake me several moments to late to do much but hold on for dear life. my eyes laid on the massive wormhole our ship was being sucked into, and the hole ripped into the ship. the pod i was in being the only thing keeping me still breathing i could only hope that none of the debris shooting around would penetrait the glass.

I watched for what felt like hours before i felt a small shake coming from my pod, a large piece of debris had ripped a larger hole in the ship closer to my pod, not long after there was and even bigger shaking and then my pod came loose. i was sucked out of the ship from the force of the wormhole. all i could see as i tumbled end over end was the ship getting further and further away. after that my head slammed into the side of the pod due to hitting some other pieces of debris. everything went black.

When i woke up i thought I'd died, but as my vision cleared and i was able to see. i noticed the pods door had been ripped off at some point and yet i could still breath. perhaps a hallucination from slowly losing oxygen, the thought had crossed my mind, though as i sat up and pulled myself together I'd begun to recognize the stange land i found myself in. something i studied years ago when i believed in witchcraft and other such things. I'd never truly moved on from my beliefs but I'd had to leave them behind for the sake of my career as they didn't exactly aline very well.

My mind was in awe of what i was seeing, i couldn't quite wrap my mind around it even after reading so many stories about the place and the dangers of entering into it. the thing that hit me like a ton of bricks though, was the thought of how exactly i was going to get out of here and for that matter where the other crew of my ship had ended up if not somewhere around here.

I would soon shake myself out of deep thought and begin the process of looking for my crew and supplies to help me survive this place, learning the ends and outs wouldn't be easy but I would need to start somewhere. sitting around hoping to be found wouldn't do me much good if i starved to death. and standing around in the dark made me and easy target for anyone or anything lurking in the dark. so it was time to get to work.