XIII - The Death

Intro Transformation, Change, Resistance, Rupture. Be careful what you wish for. Always. I pinch my arm, feeling the pain. So, this isn’t a dream. I don’t even know how I ended up in this situation, but here I am, standing in front of a demon, or something like it, claiming to have decided to destroy the world after hearing me rant and wish for the entire existence to cease. I admit, I was a bit excessive in expressing my frustration, but I certainly didn’t expect this. And now, he’s staring at me with his dark, void-like eyes, almost as if he's probing my soul while calmly explaining that I can’t take back what I wished for. In two weeks, the world will end. I still struggle to believe what he’s saying, yet he’s proven he can alter reality. I begged him to ignore my words, but with the coldest, most unnatural smile, he simply said no. Then, a flicker of something, not humanity, but something more grotesque, at the bottom of two eyes so dark and black they seemed to be made of ink. I have to spend the next 14 days with him, convincing him that the world is worth saving, or else he’ll continue his eternal destruction, moving on to destroy other planets. He told me I wouldn’t be able to pronounce his name because I’m just a pathetic mortal, so he said I could call him Erebus. And now, here I am, standing in front of a demon, a monster, who stretches out his spectral hand as he slowly takes on human-like form. Black and blue hair, dark eyes, symmetrical features, and an imposing height that makes him far too easy to spot.