sorry if words get misplaced or you,because you have nothing better to do,right is your time passer.

When Diego opened his eyes,he felt didn't feel the need to breathe and he was lying on the grass in front of the thickest tree he'd ever looked up at the candles on top of the tree.

The young man was pulled from his thoughts by a welcome.

"Welcome to the Land of-oh...children,this century is so cruel." The horse rider shook his head." Name?"

Diego man was a skeleton! He looked at his own hands and saw they were bone!He...really was was just a dream! Right?He wasn't really dead!And he Never really made a deal with a god,right?

"Young man?What's your name?"

Diego snapped out of his trance."my name?My name is Diego."he answered. The rider gestured for a last name.

"Full name?"

"Well,that's what...that's what I'm trying to figure out." He thought about it."Diego Hernandez? "The boy didn't sound too sure of himself.

The man went thru his list carefully." Hernandez?Well,there isn't a Diego Hernandez."

Diego looked up at the man in shock. "SANCHEZ!" Diego cleared his throat."Is there a Diego Sanchez,then?"