Haze sat in the Hall of Nostalgia to clear his head. He raised his hand to his nose and took a quick sniff. The scent of Omni's blood was still fresh on his fingers and victory left a sickeningly sweet taste in his mouth. The blood of his lineage had been scrubbed from his skin yet the smell still lingered. Haze adverted his eyes from his fingers long enough to observe his surroundings.
Haze had entered the Hall not knowing where his feet were taking him. He looked up at an empty stasis tank. The golden name plate read 'Omni' but to Haze it said so much more. It said failure for he had failed to take Omni's life and his body. He had only taken Omni's life but he needed to keep Omni's body preserved. Omni at least deserved that much in Haze's eyes. Haze placed his hand on the glass and shed a few tears.
The pain in Haze's heart increased and caused him to drop to his knees. "I need that body. I WILL HAVE THAT BODY!" The Hall shook with rage as Haze's depression and insanity drizzled from his body. The Hall itself was being warped by Haze's destructive presence. "I will be back with my prize. That much is certain." Haze said as he rose from his knees and departed. There was much to be done if he is to live his dream.
