All Roads Lead to Rome
As the final "SLRUCHP" of the veil tear closed behind him, Thaddeus cry for mercy quickly turned to that of a lack of air. Slowly, his body forced out a last breath, begging to pull in air but instead being met with vacuum, and the compression of his lungs. The feeling was terrifying, and also extremely painful..his blessing forced him to be unable to die without severing his head-that means suffocation was a pain he would have to endure maybe forever, as his lungs began to shrink.
But despite the doom and gloom, the initial pain-his eyes were stunned by what he saw.
Countless planets dotted the landscape around. Some gray and made of metal. Others green and flourishing like his own. light permeated each one, but what was even more strange was the countless, prismatic white paths that surrounded everything-connecting planets to one another, to the very heavens. Far, far above-one could make out the realm of Venti, the White tower. But only rubble, and a sickly purple fog remained. In fact, that sickly purple fog seemed to be infesting many of the paths about, and all but covering the place Thaddeus called home. Beyond that..an endless blackness that filled him with a very familiar dread of destruction..and absence.
Perhaps this was his reality now, and he would be stuck here forever. Only the gods truly know what awaited him here.