I had seen hundreds of fights before but nothing like this. I felt the adrenaline rush through my body as I did my best to hold on. The energy coming from the two protectors made me feel something I had felt many times before, inferior.

I looked around me only see death and destruction, how had we let it come to this? It’s always easy to talk afterward but I still think we could have seen this coming. Nobody knows the origin of the man we call, The God of Death, his existence is like cancer, that little by little takes over until there is nothing left that can be done to stop it.

It pains me to think about how powerless I am, to think that the only man who can save us now is the man I hate the most, my father.

I look around and see people watching the fight. But I can’t get myself to look up, I can’t give him the satisfaction.

I could see the people around me fighting to stay alive, some stayed and tried to help, while others tried to get away as far as they could. To me there was no doubt, it was impossible, I knew that if my father lost it would be the end of life in the universe.

Our greed had created a man who’s only mission was to kill. There was no objective, no reason, only death. The counsel tried to fool themselves, but deep in my heart I know, that there was no middle.

Thinking about the pain he felt right now made me smile. All my life I have seen him manipulate others for power only to lose it all to his own creation.

My hearing had left me a long time ago, the explosions around me had damaged my hearing to the point I knew that I could properly never hear again. Too fast to be seen and too loud to be heard, is this true power, is this feeling of hopelessness the reason my father works so hard to gain power?

I knew that the world would never be the same after today, if my father wins, he will use his power to start a war, and if the God of Death wins, we will all die.

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I always felt happy with my choice to never embrace my powers, until today. I know that thinking I could defeat these two monsters even if I tried was preposterous, but a part of me knew it was not impossible.

The heavy wind around me slowed down and the red clouds overhead started to disappear. I knew the fight was over but didn’t have the stomach to look. I won’t deny my father’s ambition and his hunger for power, but at least there would be a future for now.

A body fell from the heavens and it felt like the longest minute of my life. I felt my little sister tighten her grip on my arm as the corpse of our father hit the ground. I looked at his body with deep surprise, my father had always been the embodiment of power to me, deep down I never thought he could lose.

I looked up for the first time, only to see the God of Death hiding his face behind the white mask with only the red penetrating eyes visible. He couldn’t use the same method he had used to kill the humans and was forced to kill use one at the time, which I think he enjoyed. Intelligence had told us that he was properly my age, I wonder how he has the resolve to do all of this, does he feel no fear?

I looked down at my little sister who had tears in her eyes. “I love you,” I said, I knew she couldn’t hear me but it was more for me than for her I guess. I had thousands of brothers and sister but she was the only one I could get along with, she was the most important person in my life.

She looked up and tried to say something I couldn’t understand, but deep inside I felt she is telling me she loves me or at least I hope so. She tried to run away but I stopped her, I wasn’t willing to give him the satisfaction, I knew he didn’t care, I did it for myself I guess.

I summoned my trusted stopwatch for the last time and looked at it with tears in my eyes. All the times I had used my abilities for pointless things like kissing a girl and then reverse back time, it was pointless, but back then I felt happy.

It didn’t take long before the God of Death was standing in front of me. I felt like a little man standing in front of a giant. I don’t know if he did it on purpose or not but I felt happy to go before my little sister. Deep down I knew I was being a coward but I just couldn’t stand it to see her get killed.

The blow was fast and swift and just like that my life had come to an end. As I was lying there bleeding I could feel warmth in the palm of my hand. To think that the first time, the time mechanisms activates is the day I die.