Homesickness was something that he had never felt before in his short couple years here on..some planet. It was hard to tell if home had been a part of the same world or a part of another one totally separate from Helovia. The portal had made things all melt together so the truth would never actually be discovered except if one of the Helovian Gods decided to actually tell them anything useful. So far all that they had done was welcome them, tell them they were safe before trying to feed them back to their own gods. Sorry but the whole experience didn't exactly seem to make him feel all that "safe". Each and every battle had somehow left him feeling more like a burnt poptart rather than a member of this community considering his hide looked more like a checkerboard of nasty burns here and there. It had all started with that damned bear... who in the hell has acid for blood anyway?

Pushing through the lush greenery the golden stag paused to take a look around this new land he had come across yet again. Everywhere he looked there was green, green and more green oh and then there was the strange looking hut type thing just standing there. Where in the world had that come from anyway? He wondered trying to recall anything even similar in his memory. Did these Helovians build it? Shrugging with a shake of his head he turned towards the structure deciding to go see this thing for himself. For some he believed the word they would use was beautiful but to him... it was just interesting. Ever since he was young he had been left to explore the world alone with only the occasional stranger that would pass in and out. The wide range of emotion others felt was a complete mystery to the stallion for he had never learned what it was like to feel them. Love might as well be some ancient alien language for he did not know how to feel anything but loneliness, anger, pain and regret. The perfect combination for any heart breaker to have.

Deep down underneath the many layers of built up stone there was the faint curiosity of wondering what it would be like to be a part of something greater than just himself versus the world. Out of the few others he had met only one had mentioned the potential of joining anything but somehow that seemed to have dropped away and here he was. Would he ever find somewhere that he could feel useful or wanted? What was that even like? To feel wanted... Shaking his head he pushed the thought away feeling nothing more then he had minutes before. His mother had never wanted him and neither did any of the others, perhaps this was just the way things were supposed to be.

“We who are immortal, we are chained to this life by a chain of gold, and we dare not sever it for fear of what lies beyond the drop.”