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Ygleon feel himself being trapped in a cage of putrid water without being able to get out of it. The water, going trought his troath was slowly taken his vitality.

Up or down; left or right; second that turned into minutes; he was even unsure if he was with live meanwhile he was surrounded by a ultimate darkness. He wonder if his mission was important, what would be the end of the war without that message?... What if... What if...

His thought comes to and end when all the water dissapear and he fall over the swamps. He was alive! It would be possible that? Ygleon raise from the mud, dizzy without knowing what was happening, felling bloated and odd still with that nasty flavour in his mouth. His clothes, all wet and stinky were felling pretty tight, most of his finger were numb.

Slowly Ygleon starting to recover his sight, and what he saw surprise him more, All his Skin were Purple, his body was bulked...

Something was Wrong, totally wrong.