Stepping into the woods, strange how he was just a moment ago, he was in the guild hall relaxing by the fire, then here he was. Strange, not like he portal any and Khari was not the world with such plant life, in fact, this feels more like....old home. And Strangle vine reached out for him as he avoided it, barely missing the Blood flower bush, two very dangerous plant life, yup, very much home. 

It was a land of danger and hate, of Monster and Magic, of gods and demons, the weak was cull and even the strong are quick to fall in their hubris. He met his end here by his brother's hands. The Final Straw that spawns his brother into the Naga War that led to many of the Race of Naga to be genocide. This was also the time in his death, he realizes the Goddess of the Naga of his Clan curse his mix blood and cast him down to hell instead of rewarding him for his devoted service. 
 
He could not tell how long he suffer in that pit of hell save for when the end of the Gods war, the Angel Resurrect him and told him he suffers enough after 8,000 years of torment for his deed. His mark blood of Human and being the brother of the Hero Nagra Omaga earn him the redemption he never gotten. Apparently, His brother has met Shhira, the clan goddess and slew her, releasing her damned souls, but while the rest were sent to be reborn in new life, Kassin was offer another, to be Resurrected on a new world with all his knowledge of his old life to lead a new life. 

Bless with knowledge of taken on his blood of his human half to take on human form, and to be transported to a new world as his old worlds was soon being consume by the sun....so this world he in now...should not exist...so is this his memory, or is he...dreaming? Dark Naga does not necessarily sleep like normal folks, slightly resting for short burst through the day, he was accused many times of never sleeping...So why now? What is this? 

He stops and look at the darkness moving, a glowing eye reflecting in the moon light, a serpent body with a stinger with a girl impale as it tears her intestine out of her stomach...Kassin recognize this, all too well, he was this. He steps back as the serpent shadow tosses the corpse to his feet and rises...his Dark Naga half shown to be his darker more sinister look of a Naga self in his youth...but something wrong. His forehead is mark with the symbol of Shhira holy mark and his eyes lack intelligent.  

Kassin step back from the horror of the Goddess thrall, Gods do not die per say, not in the sense mortal understand, so what does this mean? Is this a vision? Does this mean a part of him house a bit that is of Shhira? He steps back more as he grabs his head which screaming, but not a sound he can recognize as the Thrall Dark Naga spoke in a whisper that shattered the world. 
 
“Thank you, my little Worm for your Assistance in my Rebirth.” It not what it said but that all he can make it out to be since the gods speak in ways mortal cannot comprehend as his eyes bleed. “So Many Worms Children to Choose From...Your Worthless flesh is of no long of any use to Me.” 
 
Kassin eyes jolt open as he looks around, back in the Adventurer Guild Hall, looking about confuse...he was back in the chair, his drink beside his seat and the fire roaring in the fireplace. It... must be a dream, a fear of his and nothing more...still...of all the eons he lived, why now? He reaches up and notices her was bleeding from his eyes.... strange, his altered blood does not allow that...he tried to will it, but...it was normal blood...he has not had normal blood in so long... He gets up to head to the washroom to clean himself off.  

He looks at himself in the mirror, looking a fright after all said and done, but that not what is important. He smiles until his confidence returns and gets ready to face the hall once more. Kassin Knows showing fear and doubt will not help up lift others so he will show a strong face to keep other spirit up...even if he must be smug about it. Smug to hide the looming pain in his heart.