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Victor watched as Rina seemingly vanished after her neckless began glowing while at the same time Noir's did the same yet he remand. "Hmm well now that is interesting." he said a bit intrigued but almost as soon as she had left the cloaked girl simply turned and continued into the desert. It is true that there was probably no use in them searching for her and they really should get a move on however her show of no sympathy while admirable was still a bit unsettling. Victor then couldn't help but notice Noir seemingly try to comfort the girl only to get hit in the face. Victor then approached Noir, " Don't take it personal but most of us mortals as you put it don't really like to share our feelings with others. So then shall we continue to carry on."

(( OOC: sorry guys thought we might enjoy a bit of a trip but the 4 days may have been a bit much sweatdrop oh well lets have some fun with it.))

Noir was truly offended by the girl's harshness. At least he was showing he cared. The girl was so ungrateful. Had all humans become this mean over time?

"Fine. So be it. Let's just get to town and get the Underworld out of this place then so we don't become food for predators." The Ruler said, his tone clearly hurt and no longer happy. I work my butt off for centuries trying to keep these people from going insane from Nightmares, but do they care. Of course not. I'm free now and let's see if I ever save another ungrateful soul again." Noir thought to himself. The girl probably wouldn't be so rude if she were ever in his realm. Then he could just give her anything her heart desired and she'd be less of an donkey's rear end.

The real dangers of the dreams from Nightmares were inconceivable. If too many nightmares attacked a person's dream in his realm, it could shatter their very existence and break into reality to tear them apart from the mind. Noir was free now though, leaving only a doppleganger to do his work. Although seeing what had happened to Rina, he wondered if he had a limit too. He needed to hurry then. The sun was all ready at mid rise and he had never sweat so much as far as he remembered.

After many hours of awkward silence, the shapeshifter man spoke. Noir took a side glance at the shapeshifter who tried to break the ice. The man was confused by his remark. Noir had no quarrel with Victor and they had already given names back at the forest and a hours ago when entering the desert. The only one who disliked everyone else and didn't have a name was the emo chick. Noir shrugged and gave a sigh. He didn't want to offend the dude for trying to be social.

"Er alright then. Sure......" The Ruler said trying to figure out how to word information about himself without giving too much away. "As you know, my name is Noir Selverhart. I'm...... let's say 24 or 25 years old. Many years ago I was once married, but I suppose not anymore. That seems good enough." He said with a sly smile.

The heat was getting intense now, and Noir was exhausted. His physical body had not been used to such climate changes in a long time. The Ruler of Dreams looked up ahead at the hazy horizon and thought he saw a figure of a woman. The woman had dark brown hair and was wearing a green dress. She was crying and he thought he heard her saying "I'm so sorry, Noir." over and over. The male stopped walking suddenly thought to himself. It couldn't be.... She couldn't have lived this long.... He didn't care what logic of time it defied though, it had to be her. Noir's heart thumped painfully as he quickly began to run towards the figure only he saw.
As he got to the top of a sand mound though he collapsed on his knees. It was just a mirage.
There was nobody or nothing there. The heat was playing tricks on his mind. Noir didn't understand. He could make any dream become a reality with a swipe of his hand or blink of the eye, yet reality couldn't give him one merciful wish. He stood up realizing how odd he must have seemed running to nothing.