I stare upward trying to catch my breath while various thoughts rushing in my head. Heavy breathing is all I can hear. An intense fatigue feels my entire being. Bruises covers my body.
*I’ve never thought I will be in a situation like this… Just where? .... Where could I have made a mistake? *
*No….no…no…. Maybe there’s still hope left. If I could just---*
Heavy footstep approaches. A superior voice interrupts my thoughts. Fear engulfs my soul. I feel so small with the huge presence dominating me.
“Well child, you done with your mourning charade?”
It is the gigantic looking man with a roaring flame on its head. The same monster who I’ve fought a while ago. With its arrogant voice, it begins to speak again.
“You have some power child; however, you soar too high. Now look at you in your fallen state? Like a filthy rag kissing the ground. Bwahaha!!!”
As I look at this monster, I know this means trouble. All my strength is drained. My things shattered on the ground. And I can’t move an inch. Big trouble.
The monster makes its way near me and knuckles his hand firmly attempting to strike. It speaks for the last time.
“Say…let me end your misery!”
It gives a powerful blow striking my stomach. The pain drives my consciousness. My thoughts fade away bit by bit as I think of her.
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