Everything felt foggy, my perception muddled. I felt like a drop of water in the endless abyss. Inconsequential, yet indistinguishable from something much greater. I am dead now. I know I am, there was no question about that... yet I remember nothing. Not the cause of my death nor my identity prior.
Not that I cared. I did not, for I knew instinctively that in the grand scheme of things none of that mattered anymore. The mist around me spun in an endless, yet therapeutic cycle. I felt at peace here, wherever this is, at least for the moment. Still, I knew, instinctively yet again, that I could not remain here forever. I would have to leave soon, so I faced it. I listened, to this voice in my head.
I could not determine its meaning. A test? A trap? An opportunity? A multitude of thoughts flooded my mind, bogging it down. So innumerable my thoughts, how elevated my mind, it becomes a burden far beyond me. Having so much power yet unable to wield it. I knew the danger, the risk of wielding something greater than my existence... yet I did.
"Elaborate."
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[PAIN]
A single request, yet it so felt wrong. Very wrong... still I have little to regret.
My perception swam, my mind still throbbing. The words whispered in my ear felt... heavy. Well beyond the value it contained. The sounds were somewhat garbled, yet I could make out the meanings they seemed to convey. An apex creature, a river monster, and... a pack hunter. For some reason I remain reluctant to comprehend, I had to pick one.
Which path should we start with
