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     Cdr. Sieven Drexler |
Sieven had a very unique view of the upper chambers of Xanadu. Within the Third Chamber, the essence of the Omega was so powerful that it tugged at the temporal climate. Passing through the chamber gave him the feeling he was falling from a plateau into a deep canyon. Entering into the Fourth Chamber, he suddenly felt as though he'd crossed the immense chasm safely, and the falling was just an intense daydream. Looking deep into the Fourth Chamber from its entrance, Sieven could see the distortions twisting around the singularities, not necessarily visible, but almost as if they gave off a wake or ripple in the air. Travelling deep into the Fourth Chamber proved to be very disarming to Sieven. Crossing through each wave of the invisible distortion caused him to abruptly change moods. The distortions became much more chaotic as he approached the false matter wall, where he'd learned that with every step he'd gone through a spectrum of odd moodswings. One of his assistants even claimed that the color of his eyes had changed at least three times when they'd returned later to investigate it. Despite Sieven's odd behavior, he appeared to be quite alert and aware of what was going on around him, but seemed to get brief interference in his speech and thinking, much like an old radio would suddenly tune into a nearby frequency for a moment, and you'd hear two signals at once. The most unique view of the Fourth Chamber that Sieven had was the realm beyond the false matter wall. The wall to him appeared as a pure white barrier. Upon looking at it, the first impression is to be totally blinded by it, as his eyes at first interpreted it as a bright light. Shortly after, the eyes realized that they were receiving no light waves from the wall. It was just totally white, and very solid. His crewmates had described it as a complete void, with no walls, no light, nothing but the singularities to reference. Sieven could not see past the wall at all. The opening through the false matter wall did seem odd to Sieven. He had approached it very closely, but each step took him longer to process, as if he were a computer processing a heavier load every minute. After spending nearly 15 minutes to take twenty steps towards the door, he'd arrived within reaching distance of it. He stood there several minutes, his eyes fixed ahead, face emotionless. Finally, he smiled, and turned away, nodding to an assistant. "Ever had the urge to take a trip outside of our universe, lieutenant?" he asked his assistant, who held onto a small bag dearly. She had been unable to watch Drexler approach the door, as it made her extremely nauseous. Walking back towards the shuttle (with the landscape and objects in plain sight) was much more comfortable. "N-no, sir. Not if it's in that direction." Sieven frowned a bit. "Pity. We're dealing with things that religion is made of." He pointed back towards the third chamber. "Omnipotence." He pointed blindly back to the false matter wall. "Immortality." He stopped and gave the surrounding area a sudden admiring glance, switching moods. "This is the Eternal Bridge. One day, we shall all cross it." BTC |