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The shadow monster looked Alejandro dead in the eye, it had indigo eyes. Indigo eyes

that are scarily similar to the warrior’s. From the entity’s gaze, a sharp pain struck
Alejandro once more. He fell to his knees, clutching his head, as if trying to numb the
excruciating pain he was going through. Alejandro was vulnerable. In an instant, he felt

his ribs fracture, and was launched across the room. The stinging pain created those
visions again. He saw ames. He saw demons crawling. He heard the screams of

terrorized people. Then, he saw nothing, all faded to black.

Alejandro awoke, his eyes feeling leaden, and his vision tinted red. The wounded warrior

could feel a hellish heat, and could smell burning wood. No, this wasn’t the vague
visions, this was reality. Alejandro groaned in anguish, wooden splinters deeply

perforated his skin. He could taste something metallic in his mouth - blood. The hero
struggled to stand up, he looked down to see a wooden pillar impaled through his chest.

In the corner of his eye, he saw a body. His best friend, his companion, his adventuring
partner, the man he knew for all his life, was crushed under rubble.

“Mika!” Alejandro used all of his might to crawl along the debris littered ground.
“Mika!” he coughed up blood. Alejandro held his hand and lifted his head. Deep gashes

and wounds were in icted on him.

“Mika…” Alejandro cradled his head to his forehead, mourning the loss of the person
closest to him.

“Alejandro. This was your doing” a voice spoke, identical to Alejandro’s own voice.

“The visions you see, those are things that you will experience, and it's very much real.”
the voice continued to taunt him.

“You wanted those things to happen, you were the one who made it happen.”

“Look around you.”

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