[Unknown] Life?
He lay there, surrounded by complete darkness on all sides. His body burned with coldfire as the memory of the blades burned themselves into his mind.
"Am I still alive?" He voiced to the empty air, not expecting an answer. "Or is this hell?"
It was starting all over again. What was righteous was damning, and what was selfless was destruction incarnate. Would the nightmare ever end?
Only time would tell.
"Am I still alive?" He voiced to the empty air, not expecting an answer. "Or is this hell?"
It was starting all over again. What was righteous was damning, and what was selfless was destruction incarnate. Would the nightmare ever end?
Only time would tell.