He felt as if something tugged him, before he woke up. It felt like waking up from a dream and while his eyes were opening slowly, he began to look around, his pupils scanning his surroundings. He did not remember anything and his only lead to regaining his memories was the scene that was happening around him, with him being the centerpiece of all action.

            A man in a blue outfit with a golden hem was the first picture he saw, in fact there was a lot of similar men around him, standing around a red circle drawn on the ground.

Of course, he was the center of that circle.

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"Oh .. ?" He felt a peculiar taste that urged him to lick his teeth. "Tastes like steel."

            Looking down, he saw a pool of blood under his feet and realized there was a pentagram drawn on the floor.

"You cannot escape, all your pathetic attempts are futile! Your reign of terror ends here Krogar the Impaler, finish the incantation!" He heard a voice mocking him and understood that it was his name, although it did not feel like his. Was he going to remember at least something?

Suddenly, he started to feel intense pain and his body began to fry in a bluish fire. All his thoughts were interrupted, he knew this was his end.

Damn it!

He cursed as he died, but then ..

 .. . he opened his eyes and saw a man in a blue outfit from before, his face and posture were exactly the same.

What?!