Hi there, another PS painting. No 3D involved. Have fun Ash --- I am falling. There is a vague memory of pain. Something is laying itself around me, gently covering all of me like a thick but cool blanket of blackness. Darkness surrounds me and I pull myself into a tight knot of awareness. Tendrils of the darkness sink into me. They do not hurt, they probe, they search and they wrap themselves around my inner core. I had a name once, did I? No matter. Images trickle into me. There is a vast hall in murky light. The columns stretch into an invisible height. Grey polished stone is smooth and warm under my feet. Feet? It feels wrong. I look down. I have no feet, I have seven tentacles which rest on the ground forming a star around me. I should feel fear, but there is only a slight curiosity. I settle more comfortably on the floor. My single eye which is also my heart is looking up into the gloom. I see something like tendrils of smoke waving as if in a light breeze. There are thousands of them. Some of them are connected with each other, actually the longer I look the more connections become visible. It seems like a very complex three dimensional web. My awareness flows up there until I float between the threads. Little lights are traveling along the them at random. It looks pretty like dancing fireflies. Fireflies? What are fireflies? I seem to remember something, but its gone. I float along one of the threads and watch the spark traveling on it. I know it is my spark. Every living being has a spark following a thread in this vast net of dreams. I let myself drift closer until it fills my vision like a star. 'Yes, come to me,' it calls. 'Come and let me touch you.' Something inside me flutters. I feel a silent scream, but it does not affect me. It thrashes around and confuses me. It feels strange, what is that thing inside me? Now I can hear its scream like a faint whisper. 'Noooo! Don't! I am afraid!' 'Don't heed it,' the star advises. 'What is it?' 'Not important. Come to me and it will be silenced.' I let myself fall into the star. My spirit wakes up inside its new body. Knowledge floods my senses. I am Korthak of the Chronai. Now I will have to learn my new bodies physical functions and its memories. It will take me some time, but there is no hurry, are the Chronai not the masters of time?