I was floating in the vast expanse of space, surrounded by the celestial bodies of stars and planets.

Standing... er floating, before me were two beings of immense power, and despite my mortal nature, I dared to challenge them. It seemed like a futile endeavor, but I was determined to give it my all, even if it meant sacrificing everything,

These two beings appeared to be complete opposites in every manner. One was pure white, while the other was of pitch-black darkness. One was left-handed, while the other used their right hand. Their demeanor also contrasted greatly, with one being calm and composed while the other was consumed by pure madness. And then there was me, a mere human, insignificant in their eyes, akin to a tiny ant.

Regardless of how I viewed the situation, the outcome seemed inevitable- I would be defeated one way or another. However, the difference between them and me was that I carried the hopes and dreams of my comrades on my shoulders, giving me the strength to push forward.

 A voice called out from somewhere distant: "Child soldier of the gods, this is your future, a future worth living. One where you are the master of your fate and know freedom. All you have to do is struggle and defy all odds. This comes at a cost, however." As those words reached my ears, a flood of visions overwhelmed my mind.

Among them, I saw two worth noting: A blonde orange-haired boy turning his back on me, someone I considered a friend transforming into a menace to humanity, a monsterous figure. Another depicted me holding a man drenched in blood, my voice echoing in hysterical screams, calling him "Dad."

Betrayal, sadness, despair, and anger surged through me as the visions felt real, as if I was actually there experiencing these events.

But then, a gear clicked in the depths of my mind. It cleared away the visions and sharpened my focus, much like using a squeegee to wipe away dirt and grime from a window.

"Tsk, how could I let myself drift off during this!" I exclaimed, grounding myself back in reality.