• 20May 05

  The End of Days Pt. 1 (warning, a little graphic)

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  Time had stopped...for good, and I found myself waving in and out of corporality...it was a strange sensation of being stretched out across existence, i was one with everything and nothing. I’m not sure if I liked it or not, but it was certainly was better than the rapture of hellfire that my last few moments of life had been while the earth was being raped by the supernova of our exploding dwarf star. And in my formless stupor, I saw him...Great black feathery wings, and at first I thought he was an angel come to free me of this hell, but I was wrong. His eyes burned a hot red under his hood, and as he pulled it down, I saw what he really was, a grim skull stared back at me, maybe even through me, through my being down into my soul, I felt so cold...this was the Angel of Death...I was frightened, but I didn’t want to linger in eternal confusion so I spoke to him.

  "Who are you?"

  "I am the end" his booming reply surprised me, but by the way he looked and sounded, he certainly lives up to his name.

  "What has happened? Why am I here?"

  "You are here because you have no choice"

  "Eh...What do you want of me!?"

  "you must...do a task for me..." I had a gut feeling that whatever this task was, I wasn’t going to like it

  "No! I will do nothing for you! You are a wicked creature!"

  I saw how he reacted to my response and it did not please him, to which he replied by slowly pointing at me, and when his arm was fully extended, I fell into a shroud of darkness. I could no longer see the infinity of expanding stars. I was naked in the dark, me head stared to throb, like some horrible creature had just awaken from its egg and was feeding on my brain, my mouth and nose started to bleed horribly, i coughed up shards of what felt like glass, all i could smell and hear were the screams of millions of others probably feeling the same as i was. I couldn’t bare it anymore, i tried to scream but all that came out was a low gargle of blood and salty tears, and just as fast as it came, it left and i was back in front of the Angel once more, in the same condition i had entered. He spoke again.

  "You have 2 choices...Do the task I will appoint you, and i will let you live your...mortal life once more...but if you wish to be...difficult, i will send you to a hell a thousand times worse than the minor one I have let you sample just now"

  I really had no choice...

  "What do you ask of me?....."

  • Posted May 20, 2005 9:27 pm GMT
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