Black Metal
Almost as if on que another pain takes hold of him...this one tears through his mind. Shattering all thought, the world stops and everything goes black and white. Wide eyed and in complete shock the once black winged angel feels the truest of pains, a pain worse than that of loss, a pain worse than dying, a pain worse than any ever uttered or imagined. This kind of pain is one from within an echo of a dream that became a horrible nightmare with time. The inner demons trying to rip the flesh, break away from the prison. Pent up anger, bottled up emotion...these are just a few of the things that fuel the rage. The taste of blood now fills his mouth, the light in his eyes is now gone. Where is the mermaid that kept him safe...where is that ocean that he loved...the wind that he soared on...gone! The most horrible, deafening scream cannot compare to this noise coming from this creature...the angel has died...completely...the once demon king has resurfaced, refreshed, and resurrected. Wings tear through the flesh of the already bleeding back. These new wings create a shadow so wide, and everything the shadow covers becomes dead and gray. Even sunlight seems to bend away from these wings made of pure black metal...
...the scream slowly becomes sinister laughter, the light from the sun vanishes and lightning fills the sky. Pure darkness envelopes everything, red glowing eyes is all that can be seen.
...the scream slowly becomes sinister laughter, the light from the sun vanishes and lightning fills the sky. Pure darkness envelopes everything, red glowing eyes is all that can be seen.