[When the heavens clash with the world.
A Soul that perished will awaken once more.
The Dragon will roar, The Phoenix will descend.
The destiny in the soul's hands will revolve.
Circling within the powerful hands.
All that must be will stand, High on the forsaken lands.
Darkness will corrupt and chaos will ensue.
The heavens call for help with pass through.
The sacred soul will be born anew.
Their fight will go on till the end of their lives.
One lives and one dies.
Friend or foe you must decide.
For lying before you are only two roads.
The sacred one understands and the perished one knows.
The winner will be the one to be hailed.
Either the light will win or the darkness prevail.
When the Heavens clashes with the world.
A Soul that perished will awaken one more.]
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[ Something has changed~]
Blue gold eyes snapped open in shock. Ryse sat up immediately not even knowing when he fell asleep. His eyes roamed around himself and he belatedly realized that he was not in the room he fell asleep in. 'A dream maybe or..' He sat in European medieval bedroom. He was sitting on a bed with velvet red sheets and red curtains hung around the bed. He reached out and moved the curtains coming face to face with the elegantly styled and furnished room so big that walking to the door would take five minutes.
[Something is not the same~]
Hearing the soft melody again he couldn't help but shudder. Although the melody was soft there was something strange and eerie in the voice. Ryse was curious but he knows curiosity killed the cat. he did not want to move at all from his place. Until the voice seemed to be whispering right in his ears.
[All I had known is faded within~]
With a shudder he stood up from the bed quickly turning to look back, There was nothing. The voice whispered again picking up the pitch slightly.
[Memories unclear~]
Ryse could not help but think he was being haunted by a ghost which he really does not want. A cold wind blew past him causing goosebumps to rise. With a startled breath he turned to look around again. The windows were closed, But the door that had always been closed was open. Past the door lied nothing but deep dark shadows that seemed to seep in. Ryse's pale face paled several shades more his heart rate picked up and he clenched his hands again and again. The voice was back, With a higher pitch.
[Memories unclear~]
[Things I always feared~]
Something pushed him with a force he could not resist. He was getting closer and closer to the very door he did not want to go out of. But he could do nothing as he was pushed out into the deep dark shadows. He fell but his hands and knees did not hurt. Ryse was sure he will break down before he can wake up from this very vivid dream. The pitch became higher and it echoed all around.
[They surround me!~]
[They drown me!~]
[As if it was meant to be!~]
Some kind of picture flashed past his mind but he had not captured it. He knew he was forgetting something but what? That's what he wants to know as well. The shadows moved .God they moved. and parted forming a dimly lit path. Ryse swallowed not daring to blink at all. Nor did he dare to move but he was pushed again. Feeling the icy cold behind his back Ryse was forced to move. Walking through the dim corridor he passed by many faded portraits until he arrived in front of the reddish-brown double doors. He heard the voice again this time it came from behind the doors.
[Nobody out there!~]
[To tell me why?!~]
[I shouldn't hide!~]
[These demons of mine!~]
With trembling hands he reached out and pushed the door open. The room inside strangely looked modern floor to ceiling slide windows that were half open. The modern couches with a glass table on the side. The colorful shelves with small and cute stuffed toys and story books. White and pink walls a cute and soft heart shaped pink bed in the middle. Ryse exhaled softly his fear lessening by a bit.
[Something is wrong~]
He heard it again and whipped around to find the owner of the voice. No one...No one was there Ryse shuddered again biting his lower lip tightly.
[Something's not right~]
He looked around again carefully this time trying to find the owner of the voice. Instead of the owner of the voice he found something awfully strange on the pink bed sheets of the bed. He slowly inched near, Eyes open and alert as he stared at the spot. He couldn't stop the muffled shout, It was red, It was wet,It was blood, It was fresh. The pink fluffy room suddenly changed drastically, red red RED RED RED everywhere, He was never scared of blood no that did not scare him but this, This was indicating something, Something that did scare him. Torn cloths that should once be small and pretty skirts and shirts, Broken hairbands, A lone bloody small shoe that should only fit a preteen.
[I cannot decide~]
[Who I should believe~]
[Who I should trust~]
[When I don't know~]
Torn pages from an open diary that was thoroughly soaked in blood. Ryse turned around slowly coming face to face with a small soft scary and bloody face. Ryse will never admit that he screamed very loudly in fact to anyone ever . The ghost was a little girl with long black hair reaching her mid back wearing a torn pink frock her feet only had one bloody shoe. The blood was mostly concentrated between her legs. Ryse really did not want to think of anything other than 'Ghost' right in front of him. His head was spinning and his eyes were blurred he knew he was entering panic stage and he could only scream at himself to wake up already.
[Who am I meant to be?!~]
[Who are you calling for?!~]
[These demons won't let me be!~]
[Their whispers won't let me go!~]
Through his blurry eyes he noticed the little girls expression especially her eyes. There was no pureness no innocence in them. They were dark they were swirling with insanity They were aged. Like this girls had lived millions of years and had seen and experienced everything life had to offer.
[Everything has changed~]
[It's not the same~]
[This is not how it was supposed to be~ not how it was supposed to be~]
The girl tilted her bloody face staring at him silently. She took a step Ryse scrambled backwards she took another then another and Ryse found himself trapped in a corner. The girl reached out her small hand that was missing two fingers and placed it on the cheek of the hyperventilating young man.
[Are you the same?~]
She sang softly.
[All tied up in chains~]
[Unable to break free?~]
[Won't you join me?~]
[This place makes me feel so lonely~]
Ryse couldn't help but shed tears in fear and something else he could not identify.
"Please.....Please...Let me go...Let me go-"
[I hoped to be let go too]
She said patting him softly.
[But they won't let me go....No matter how I begged, groveled and screamed they never let me go....They still won't let me go..trapping me here..so join me okay..... it's very lonely here.....so very lonely-]
"Micah!"
Ryse twitched slightly 'What?Who?'
"Micah wake up!"
[Don't listen....Stay with me]
She whispered.
[You and I are the same...we have always been the same]
"I don't-" Ryse muttered through his heavy breaths and racing heart.
[You will know...you will know very soon...very soon]
She smiled closing in. At the last second she seemed to suddenly become taller her long black draped over her shoulders and fell on the sides of his face blocking the view of the bloody room.
"Micah get the hell up damn it!!"
The pull came from the back of his mind just as he felt a soft bloody touch on the corner of his lips. His mind froze even when his eyes snapped open to the familiar bed post and a very unlikely and certainly uninvited visitor.