Day 11
I felt like I'd fallen into the abyss. Everything was pitch-black, and I couldn't tell what state I was in; I felt nothing.
Suddenly, a silhouette off someone appeared and evolved, revealing someone in dark clothes, staring at me. I couldn't see too well to find out who the figure really was; I only knew that this being—or spirit—wants me for some purpose, but for what exactly? And why?
Moments later, after looking at the figure curiously, it spoke with a wispy voice, a menacing tone, and started to move its arms about. "Power... Give me... more... power!" The figure started to walk up to me later on. "Fill me... with powers that... will bring the people pain... the land oblivion... and the skies... to darkness!"
I tried to say something myself, but the words were not audible. The figure got closer and its features revealing who it really was; someone too familiar... It was almost like looking into a mirror, only it was like the looking glass became the borderline between the real world and the parallel universe.
I heard another voice, one that was not too familiar, but familiar enough to realise who it belong to, and it echoed through the entire atmosphere. "Vaia? Vaia!" It was male and had a sense of stress and anger mixed together. "VAIAAAA!"
The next thing I heard were cries of agony, monstrous growls and slashing blades, and then I felt heavy and collapsed yet again...
