She was home, and home did not feel quite right.

The Senshi of Decay stood against a dark backdrop. Somehow where she ended up felt a whole lot more dark and empty than space had been when she was first transported there. She could no longer hear the gentle voice of all the cosmos, but instead felt the dark, pulsing sensation of her own planet overpowering everything else. Nemesis would have categorized it as noise, but she felt that sound more than heard it. The hairs on her arms stood on end, and she felt a shiver travel from the base of her spine through to her hairline.

'Home' was not very impressive. Her blue eyes swept over the barren landscape, the terrain generally uninteresting except for peculiar pillars of crystal shooting up from the ground. They were scattered as far as her eyes could see, the structures far larger than herself. Beyond that, there was nothing. There were no signs of life, and she really hadn't expected there to be. Honestly? People living on this sort of place? No one in their right mind would want to stay here.

She started walking, imagining that, perhaps, she had landed in the one most boring spot on the planet. Maybe there was something in the distance, something that would break the monotony of the terrain. Nothing, there was nothing. She honed in on one of the crystals instead, unable to recall how long it took her to finally reach it, or how much larger it looked up close than it had seemed to be from a distance. Nemesis really had not expected to see it towering over her.

"Huh, wonder how I got so unlucky to end up with a craptastic home like this," she joked softly to herself, partially needing to hear her voice over the constant noise of her planet. The Senshi of Decay rested her hand against the hard egde of the crystal, and for a few brief seconds everything changed. Her vision went hazy, and as if to counter-act against the effects she closed her eyes. When she opened, the barren wasteland was much less... barren.

Her chin tilted down, gaze falling upon a single white flower that had not been there before. It looked so real, but when she reached down to stroke the petite petals, her fingers fell through the illusion, landing upon the one thing that remained unchanged throughout the centuries, the dark blue ground. How curious that she couldn't touch it, the one thing that was living on this planet. In a slow, meticulous movement, she straightened back up onto her legs, eyes widening as she noticed a drastic change in her surroundings.

Her process forward was impeded by a giant brick wall, taller yet than the crystal pillars she had seen before. There was no way to get through, not from what she could tell. There was no way to climb to the top of wall, and no gateway that she could break through. It hit her, then, what she had to do to progress. Nemesis took a bold step forward, arm outstretched so that her fingers could touch light upon the wall. They passed through the image, and emboldened, she quickly stepped through the wall to see what was on the other side.

A glimpse of reflective, dark black and blue surfaces, towering pillars, a city that shined when there was no light, not in gold, but in black. She blinked, and it was gone before her mind could register and remember the sight that she had experienced. Nemesis was back in a land that truly held nothing, it had no light. But, she noticed things that she hadn't before. The terrain held hints of what had once been there. It was devoid of towering structures - everything had fallen. The wall had crumbled over time, and she could see the pieces of rubble that she had mistaken for rocks earlier. They were dull, molding into the landscape.

The rubble, from what she could tell, was strewn across the landscape for miles. What had happened to it all? Whatever home she had belonged to was no longer there. Maybe this trip had really been a bunch of bull s**t. Nemesis kicked angrily at the ground, frustrated by her vision, frustrated by the fact that what she saw only made her want to see more. With a soft huff she sat herself down on the ground, folding her legs in against her chest.

Again, time passed by without Nemesis's careful check on it. It was somehow comforting to sit alone with no one to bother her, no one to tell her what to do, no one to disturb the thoughts that idled through her mind. She leaned forward, picking up a small piece of the wall in her hand. Busying herself, she organized the pieces of stone and brick into a symbol on the dark ground.

A heart.

For a few long minutes she just stared at her creation, and as if embarrassed for making it, she quickly moved to take it apart. Something made her stop, made her pause and re-think her action. She pushed her indecision away, and removed the first pebble, and then the next, all the while her smile growing wider and wider.