Chapter One: The End of the World
I looked around me. Fire consumed everything. What used to be a beautiful city now lie in ruins.
I was all alone. Cole and Jay were dead. Zane was missing, and so was Lloyd. Even Nya was dead.
It was the end of the world.
And it was all my fault.
I'm serious.
They'd tried to warn me. All of them. Sensei, Zane, Cole, but did I listen? Of course not. If I had, I wouldn't be in this mess. This was my fault. I had killed Cole and Jay. I had gotten into that fight when we lost Zane. I had given up on Lloyd. I blew up that factory that killed Nya. It was me who got the idea to leave Sensei Wu in secret. Me and my big ego. Why did I always have to be the hero? It's not like my plans ever worked. I just had to be the best, and it had cost me my friends' lives.
I destroyed the world.
It all began a while ago. How long had it been? Weeks? Months? Years? I'd kinda lost track of time. But everything started with the vision.
