Jace's POV:

Why me? Why does my life have to be filled with so much pain? When do I get my "happily ever after"? Why do I hate my life, you ask? I was betrayed by a woman who was very dear to me. My name is Jace Beleren. And this, is how it all began.

Flashback:

At one time, I was a regular mortal man. My name was Aaron Woessner. I lived on Earth and had no knowledge of the Multiverse. I had many friends, and a girlfriend named Rachel Michaelson, whom I had dated for two years. I loved Rachel, and I thought that she loved me. I was wrong.

One day, I was walking down the college campus, taking a walk. I was walking, and I heard some strange noises. It sounded like moaning. At first, I thought someone was in pain, or hurt. The only one in pain, would be me. I turned a corner and saw a guy named Blake Johnson (the biggest dick on campus) making out with some blond chick. I rolled my eyes. "Probably some slut." I thought. I then heard them talking.

"Why don't you just dump him, Rachel." I heard Blake say. My eyes widened. "Rachel?'' I thought. I decided to continue to listen.

"I will, Blake. I will. I just want to string him along a little longer." she said. Tears began to flow down my face.

"You really are a manipulative bitch." Blake said playfully.

"I may be a bitch, but I'm your bitch." she replied, and they began to make out again. I just stood there, out of sight, hot tears flowing down my face. After a few minutes, Blake spoke up again.

"You're gonna have to tell him sometime, Rachel." I then decided to make myself known.

"Tell me what?" I said angrily.

"Aaron?!" Rachel said. "This isn't what it looks li…"

"Cut the crap Rachel." I snapped. "I heard everything you said, you cold, heartless, BITCH!" She opened her mouth to speak, but I cut her off. "How long?" I asked.

"What?" she asked.

"You heard me. HOW FUCKING LONG?!" I yelled.

"11 months." she mumbled. I was enraged.

"11 MONTHS! 11 FUCKING MONTHS! THAT'S HALF THE TIME WE SPENT TOGETHER! WHY?! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?!" I screamed.

"I don't know, I jus…" she began but I cut her off.

"BULL-FUCKING-SHIT!" I yelled. "Was it all a lie? Did you ever even really love me?"

"I did, I just…"

"NO! NO MORE EXCUSES! WE'RE FUCKING DONE!" I stomped off, and went back to my dorm. My roommate wasn't home yet, so I just sat on my bed and cried. My heart was broken. How could she do this to me? I just lay in bed for a while, until my roommate got back about an hour later.

"Hey man, what's up?" my roommate asked.

"Oh, hey Jason. Not much. I caught Rachel cheating on me though." I replied, my voice still a little shaky.

"WHAT?!" Jason yelled. "HOW COULD SHE?!"

"I don't know. It hurts, bro." I said.

"Hey, it's okay. She doesn't deserve you." Jason replied. I broke down again, and Jason sat with me, patting my back, comforting me. Jason isn't the type of guy who makes fun of me for showing my feelings. He's my best friend, and neither of us judge each other. We finally went to sleep at around 11:30, and I was exhausted. Good thing tomorrow was Saturday. I needed a break. The next morning, I woke up, did my morning routine, and went for my daily walk around campus. As I was walking, I saw Blake and a bunch of his cronies walking towards me. "Aw crap." I thought.

"Hey, Woessner!" Blake yelled. "I was making out with your girlfriend last night!"They began to laugh at me. They then surrounded me and began beating me up. I tried to fight back, but I couldn't throw them off. After a brutal amount of agonizing torture, they left.

On Monday, I was heading to my first class, when I heard a voice behind me.

"Hey, Woessner! Where'd ya get that black eye?!" I sighed. The voice belonged to Ginger McElroy, AKA my archenemy. Everyone thinks we're into each other, but I'm pretty sure she hates me. I would hold nothing against her if she wasn't so disrespectful to me for no good reason. Anyways, after classes, I was walking back to my dorm, when I was ambushed by Blake again. This time, they cut me several times with a knife, and I was bleeding profusely. Suddenly, my eyes began to glow a bright blue, and Blake and his minions stepped back in fear. I then spoke in a voice that wasn't my own.

"FOOLISH MORTALS." "I" said. "YOU WILL BOW BEFORE ME! I AM JACE BELEREN, THE MIND SCULPTOR!" I didn't know where any of this was coming from. I wasn't in control of my body. There was a bright flash of blue light, and next thing I know, Blake and his cronies are lying on the ground, knocked out. Another flash of light, this one bright white, and I woke up in a mysterious place.