"For fuck sake, look what you've done!"
This was the second moral epiphany I've ever had. Coming from myself, in my body, facing me at the exact same time, was almost incomprehensible. But with what I've seen, it wasn't surprising. Especially since I knew this day was coming, 'Armageddon', the 'Rapture', '2012' or whatever you want to call it.
"Well what was I supposed to do?" I bluntly said back to myself.
"At least not fucking do this! End of the world! Hades' formation's complete now. Time, space, voids, its all crashing down on us now."
"I know. Its best this way, you have to understand that! Either not live, or live with the fucked up world we had!"
"Well, tell that to him."
Just as my other self said that, I turned around. The flames were dying down around one part of the ground. The pavement itself had cracked considerably, when all of a sudden, a gaping hole appeared where the crack had been. The flame set aside, and through the wrath set upon the world, a dark, ghostly figure appeared. First, a giant, bony hand barely appeared through the hole. Pale, giant, and rigid. It grabbed hold of the ground, and pushed down against what, to it, was mud beneath its marble fingers. Then the rest of the arm appeared, complimenting the ghastly hand with its pale, opaque, semi cracked but intact arm bones up to the shoulders, where a black throw over was just able to be made out. Then, another hand rose out the ground, at what could have been 1000 miles an hour, sending flames and debris flying through the air, huge fireballs crashed around me and my other self. It took hold of the ground, and both arms rose out, until a black hood could be seen, covering the face of this gigantic God. The pillared, stiff upper body then followed as this monument rose out of the cracked earth. The hood then rolled back, revealing a smooth, white, massive skull, still bowed. The head then slowly started to follow suit to the hood, rolling back, and a sinister face was starting to be made out. The two, dark, hollow eye sockets. The two, glowing red nostrils with flesh still partially attached. And the signature grin. Evil, grim. Just smiling, with teeth on show, all canines, four longer than the others, two on each level of the mouth. Then the mouth opened, quickly catching sight of a snake-like tongue before a gush of wind hit me from a giant yawn. Wind that shot fire again at me. Hurricanes that threw anything in front of it flying. Then the two eye sockets came to life, with two dim, but vividly visible red pupils, glaring at me and my other self as we stood there, watching this demon in horror.
It was Hades.