in the darkness i will meet my creator — power discovery!

[Roy Mustang]

It seems like some gods are more pleasant than others. Roy wasn't sure if he'd really consider 'Truth', that almost exact replica of white silhouette himself to be god. Sure, Roy remembered it's chilling voice call itself by many names, god being one of them. But it also called itself 'you' while pointing at him, so to speak- Truth takes the form of whoever it's facing. Roy would call it a deity, it contains a lot of power, it regulates alchemists gates and punishes those who perform the taboo- human transmutation. But Roy wasn't about to worship it, hell no. Roy hated Truth, and he was sure it knew that well. Even if it knew Roy didn't intend to get involved in that accident months ago, it still took his entire body as a toll. It did the same to Riza. It fully intended to send them here the moment they both stepped foot on that activated array.

Roy hated water. Why did Roy hate it, if you might ask? It's not because he's afraid of the ocean, or if he can't swim. Instead, it involves his flame alchemy- if his flint claws get wet, then he's useless. In the past, he's tried to perform his alchemy during rain, but to no avail. He can't create sparks with soaking wet ignition gloves, or in this case- wet flint claws. And Roy hates, hates feeling useless. It's probably one thing that Roy genuinely hates about himself, and feels so insecure about. When Roy arrived at the pebble coast, he wasn't exactly sure why he was showing up here. In the past, Roy Mustang hasn't had the best experiences while at the coast. Plus, the storm that's brewing isn't helping either, sooner or later he's going to be soaking wet from rain. He should have stayed inside today.

Roy was planning to turn around and head back to the observatory, when all thoughts trailed away from him as he watched Imperia draw to the ocean, to those strong, out of control waves. He wasn't sure what to say or do, as before he knew it, the wolf entered the waves, and seemed to be struggling to keep her head above the water. Roy knew how to swim, well back as a human, it would be a bad idea for him to jump in the water to attempt to go after her. He'd only drown himself, god he's so useless! But to his surprise, five minutes later, the wolf suddenly jumped out of the water and onto the shore. The male's eyes were widened with surprise and shock, gaze locked on the Cleric. He wasn't sure what he just witnessed- he thought Imperia drowned and now, it looked like the sea spat her out!

He blinked as he listened to the confused wolf speak up herself, ears pricking up as he listened closely. This sounded a lot like the gate, but he knew it wasn't the same. Roy knew what it was like to fall unconscious and wake somewhere else- back when he woke up in that white void. But again, they didn't seem to be exactly the same, as Imperia woke up in space. Never once in Roy's life did he imagine someone could travel to space, it just seemed impossible! And she said someone, specifically a she, spoke with her, and sent Imperia back when she was done. Roy wasn't sure what to think of it, really. His blue eyes narrowed, the Flame Alchemist deciding to speak up himself. "Who was speaking with you? Do you remember what they said?" He questioned as his ears drew back to his cranium, falling silent after as he waited for answers to ease his mind.