Prologue: A fight in the underworld.
Two jagged towers of rock extended out from the lava-like substance like a drowning man clawing for life’s air. A fall of the substance consumes the background, looking as if its standing still on the surface but rapidly moving underneath. On each of the two towers stands a figure.
“Omega, you’ve done more than enough damage here! Be gone or I’ll have to use force!” belted Chronos.
“Are you going to make me kill myself, I will not do it, so who will, you? I think not, if you were going to kill me you would have done that day thousands of years ago.”
“Do NOT mistake that as a weakness, it’s more of an act out of pity than reluctance to kill you, I gave you your life back to return an old favor nothing more!”
“Ah, yes. How is she? That mortal.”
“You should know, it was your curse that claimed her!”
“My dear brother, is it my curse that undid her? Or do not remember me telling you to ‘stick to your own kind, mortals are mortal after all…’ and took her despite that the ages will kill her?” Chronos, grabbing Charfire by the handle Replied
“Enough of this talk, let’s finish this!” Omega, grabbing Souleater, smirked evilly “Yes, lets. Such small talk bores me, Have at you!” The two charged forward, covering the distance with inhuman speed, letting their swords fly out of their scabbards, and right when the swords met there was a flash of light and…
Suddenly Ned woke up and anxiously scanned the room for any abnormalities and failed to find any. “That was a scary dream”, he said to himself while shutting the window, “It felt so real, could it have been a dream?” he turned his head with lighting speed towards his window from which emitted an unnatural banging sound like someone trying to break in. He didn’t see anything and was about to get out of bed and put a sheet or some other blind over it when his cat jumped up to the window sill and started mewing. “Damn freaking dumbass cat,” he cursed to himself “scared the hell out of me.” Ned proceeded to drag himself out of bed to open the window and let the cat in. “Don’t do that!” he snapped at the cat who just returned a vacant look like if he thought he was crazy. After getting the cat out of his room, he checked his watch; it said 2:36 am. “Man,” murmured Ned, “I got to go to bed I have to start school tomorrow.” School, he thought, back to that hell where I’m the bottom and no matter how much I mind my own, they all make fun of me. Maybe I am asking for it I do separate my self the word ‘loner’ has always more or less suited me. But its late I should sleep. And thus ended his thoughts and from then there was no more dreams or disturbances for the rest of the night.
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