Blackout,+Fikri

Clang!

I blocked the slash of a sword as if my sword was a shield. “This world is hell,” I said to myself.

He kept attacking me, over and over with unbelievable, almost superhuman speed, I kicked him back, making him fall. “You're done with; this ends here” I said to him.

“My reign of terror not only hasn't ended yet...it hasn't even started,” he said.

Suddenly his eyes turned glowing red, as darkness spread all over him. I felt an evil presence neaby, I quickly stepped back and glared at him for a while. And then he disappeared,

I searched around me. Back, front, top, bottom. Nothing. I grew enraged; filled with thoughts of anger and revenge.

Then from out of nowhere I felt someone grabbing my neck, and the darkness seemed to envelop me.

“You're done for," he shouted.

I was doomed. I had no way to escape. Unless...maybe I still had one chance, one last chance to change the fight. I closed my eyes and clapped my hands. A flash of light appeared and for a minute I couldn’t see a thing.

“I’m sorry I had to use the forbidden move,” I said, unsure of what was going to happen next.

After the light faded I saw a white being with black surrounding him. He had no face, but was shaped like a human. He raised his hand up.

“ You realize that you have brought yourself into this place?” the Creature said.

“ Who are you?“ I asked.

“ I am called many things, but a simple explanation is that I am… your Creator.”

I suddenly felt heavy and weak, and couldn't move my body. //Was this what death felt like?//