I gasped, coughing for breath, as the white boot, crunched down on my ribs.
“My, my humans are SO fragile!” A cold voice cackled.
“And here I thought that you, the righteous HERO.” The figure above him spat the word.”Would overcome, I the BAD GUY. Oh the IRONY!” The white figure cackled.
I struggled again, clawing at his desperately. Pain seared through my vision, as he brought the axe smashing down on my arm, and felt bones shatter and crack.
“Jesus, stop please!” I wailed. “What did we ever do to you? You attack, and murder us, for what pure fun?”
The boot crunched down farther, into my ribs, earning a bright spear of pain, and a wail of agony, that even In my current pain, made me pissed, as I was giving the monster what he enjoyed.
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The white figure’s form, raised the axe, and behind him, that horrible grey entity floated, a empty expression on his face.
“So long sucker.” The white figure spat, bringing the axe down.
Axe pulled the axe out of Selios’s corpse, and began to clean the axe of blood. He cast a glance to the grey figure floating above him.
“Hahah, look at you, doomed to watch, and only watch. My my, being all knowing, must be PAINFUL.” He cackled.
The figure looked down silently.
“Aw comeon, you baby why don’t you say something?” Axe leered, jabbing the axe up at him.
“Still silent huh?” He chuckled.”You must have sacrificed so MUCH.”
A twitch.
“Did I strike a nerve?” Axe prodded further. “Have some mega secret you are hiding? Well no matter, I have personal things to deal with.” White mist began to surround Axe, consuming his body.
“So long…” He faded away
So uncivilized. Its a shame, he is blinded by his own arrogance. Too much, he is doomed to wander causing pain. He is correct I stand and watch, doomed to do this forever.
A greater presence, something that was far more powerful, something beyond omniscient, was reading his thoughts like an open book. I better not reveal too much then. My thoughts are mine alone, they stay fiction until I give them out.