It was time to sleep, his bed was cold, soon the heater would warm up the entire room, he had graved one of the broken ones earlier and it could now stay on without having to depend on the electric company keeping it on.
Slowly he started to go to sleep and a light yellow glow began to fill his vision, it felt cold and uncaring, like if it wanted to crush him.
He found himself walking down a strange road filled with gold, the ground, the sky even the plants were all made of gold. The sounds of someone or something whimpering made him turn to look up and he was met with several gold statues lined up in front of each other, somehow making a bridge from one side of the strange world to another side of it.
As he walked down the strange path he noticed that, the eyes of every statue was following his every move. The statues were alive, no they weren't statues, they were people covered in gold, making them into living statues.
The world changed and he now stood inside a strange labyrinth made if crystals, his body burned as a wave of energy pushed him back, another struck him from above, from behind and all at once.
His body began to change, twist and alter only for the golden light to cover him and push all of the corrupted energies away, so with little choice, he walked forward until he stood in front of a strange creature, guarding a massive door.
He gasped for air as the hot winds burned his skin, the ground shook open before it closed around him, breaking his bones.
All of a sudden a tornado made of fire passed near him and a flood of blood covered the lands. He felt his heart speed up, but as much as he wanted to scream he found himself unable to, the golden light refused let him show any signs of weakness.
Suddenly the smell of rot hit his nose and he found himself standing in front of a strange swamp.
Animals ran about, but as they walked their bodies seemed to fall apart, rotting away, the nearest plants held fruit that seemed to be growing rotten long before they had even matured. He nearly vomited, as he realized that the plant's weren't plants at all, they were peace of living beings.
He woke up gasping for air and he found a strange yellow ring floating above him, yet as he reach out to touch it, he realized it broke the moment his hand made contact with it.
The golden light seemed to cover him once again "Fear, fear is something even the lowest of beings can overcome." Her said, as he allowed his memories of everything the people he had hurt felt a d let it fill the ring before it completely crumbled into dust.