A growing darkness.
Completely contrasted the situations starkness.
His will was fading.
He felt himself waning.
But he had to pull through.
There was not much more that he could do.
Win…Win was all he heard.
He thought to himself as his vison blurred.
Victory was on its way.
He wanted nothing more than to make him pay.
The darkness said to him.
Just give in and you will win.
He resisted.
It still persisted.
He had won.
The monster in front of him was done.
He wanted it back…His father's soul.
After all that was his only goal.
The darkness had nearly full control.
It had taken its toll.
He now had a new goal.
And that was.
To destroy all.
