HERO
THE POWER I
A dark figure in the land of never-ending nightmares. Prescription of all evil things a man could think of. He was undefeatable. Strong, devoid of emotion, ruthless.
He doesn't care what people think as long as they serve him obidently, he has his methods which work just fine in land of endless possibilities. He could test his powers whenever he wanted, once. But now he's just a prisoner in fiery and searing dimension.
Fire getting closer, licking, biting, curling. Such was the way of the Nether- but he felt none of it. A creature of godly power, standing untouched and unmoved by the force of liquid fire.
Not burning, but a pleasent touch, like he was born from it, a long time ago form a star in a far,far dimension.
When the wordls didn't exist- yet.
His eyes staring endlessly in a garnet sky with merlot mountains of netherrack. His whole body was rigid and tense from betrayal.
Once hoped he could be forgiven, but none of that- he won't change for anybody, least for his brother. The golden one.
The fool, the blind one. They both could be Kings, but the old fool was greedy- just wanted the power for him-self ( in his oppinion).