Colt went over to the edge of the woods while I, in all my glorious abnormal power, lay limp. 

Just trying to get up with the spear had drained all my energy. Just thinking makes the back of my eyes hurt. Is this what it's like to die? Am I dying?! 

Such thoughts raced through my head as I lay still in the grass. With the fresh lakeside breeze blowing across my skin and the tickle of grass against my neck, I finally felt at peace. Cradled in this peace, I fell asleep.

When I awoke I was floating. It wasn't water, but it didn't feel like I was flying either. I knew it wasn't water yet what was below me felt as vast and as deep as any ocean imaginable. The sky above me wasn't sky either. Just another vast, endless void.  Where in the hell am I?

"For someone so stupid you think way too much" came a voice, echoing across the void. 

Who's there! 

"Why don't you sit up and see for yourself," said the voice.

Like I was being thawed from a deep freeze I felt a tingling run through my body. My hands moving by themselves as I grab onto the liquid around me and hoisted myself up. Awaiting me was something... unexpected. 

I'm insane. Certified crazy. Undeniably cracked.

"Why so shocked," said the boy. Or should I say me? He looked exactly like me but every word felt like it was from a completely different person.

"No. I'm not you, and you would know that if you would take the effort to remember the other meetings we've had." the boy said from his throne. 

Where are we? Who are you? 

"Keep the questions one by one please, I can't answer everything at once." He answered, rising from his seat. 

Slowly he strode towards me, each soundless step sending rippled through the deluge of liquid. 

"My name is Kimaris, a God trapped in your body. This here is your mind." 

Suddenly his lips stopped moving and I felt a thunderous boom rip through my skull. Through one squinted eye I could make out his figure. Six wings wrapped around his body yet they weren't the thing that truly caught my attention. His eyes. As if the eyes of a tiger, they stared. For a single instant, our eyes met. Frozen once again my body quit responding to my commands.

May we never meet again.

Slowly he extended one arm to the side, palm facing me. Yet in a flash of I saw something unnervingly familiar yet completely forgot. A silver spear, butt end against his palm. The spear only visible for a brief instant before it was hurtling forward through my chest.