DM-1on-1Oblivion

Wordsworth once said "I wondered lonely as a cloud". Never was this truer than for the Oblivion. With only the black vastness of deep space to serenade her with the echoes of battles won and lost, and stars born and died.

For a time she has the company of the Tournament, and she is glad of it. Men’s lives are but a strobe of light in time and in her many years the Oblivion has come to regard life as space does, temporary.

In her arena, very temporary.