“This will be fun.” Evil whispered
My grip tightened on my sword.
“Hit me with your best shot Matthais.” Evil said grinning
I shot a force-blast out of my sword at Evil.
There was no effect.
“That’s the best you can do Matt?” Evil sneered
In a leap of I stepped off the bridge. I had reduced my altered my gravity so- whatever it’s a little technical.
Evil just shook his head.
“It’s going to take more than walking on air to scare me.” I said
Evil simply lifted his hand in response.
The sky turned black. Literally a dark haze began to fill the air.
I shifted my sword to it’s brightest phase. I looked down and realized I was standing in poop I think.
Voices began to echo all throughout the fog.
Then I heard my Mother’s voice. She was screaming.
I quickly ran towards the noise to only fall into a pit.
The pit was full of dead bodies. All of them were mine.
I closed my eyes to focus.
“This is not real.”
“Oh but it is Matt!” cried a dead body as it sat up; clutching a rusted moon sword