Floor : ???
The wheel of fate turns…
Drip.
???? ???? held the girl's fragile body — all life she once had, all warmth, all colour — gone.
Volcanic ash slowly fell.
The surrounding area had suffered cracks, hot liquid and depressing rocks.
The world was dying.
Drip.
Red paint slowly engulfed his palm as he held her grasp.
A voice cut out from the air — not belonging to him.
"Is this what you wanted?
Even now.
You choose to stay quiet.
You choose to act as if these people are your equal."
The pulsing star above the two men and the corpse, rotating at impossible speeds.
Gravity fearing its consumption…
A magnetar.
Silence.
All the sound of dripping — replaced with thumping.
Thump.
Thump.
"What's with that look?"
The quiet man's eyes began to dry and emit a glow.
A quiet man — a glowing spark of fragments, resonating from his palm.
The pulsing star above them — rotating faster.
In fear.
No.
Natural selection.
Order of the world.
Thump.
Thump.
??? ??? gripped his blade. His fingers pulsing with rage. His eyes glowing yellow.
"Don't you feel it?
I know you feel it… that beating in you, the pulsing with you.
That's not your heart.
That's not the rage you feel for your friends.
For your comrades. I feel it too. WE feel it. WE are gods.
That's a sign that me and you… We are the same."
Silence.
The quiet man opened his mouth.
"You're fucking insane."
Cold, direct and blunt.
Thump.
"Insane, you say.
Insane?
Insane — for not wanting us to be chained or muzzled by everything or anything from this world including the foundation.
Is that Insanity?
Kindred spirits that should never be bolted to the floor but those with eternal freedom ."
Thump.
"Dying embers of delusion…
Embers that have made you ill.
You call it strength, godhood but to me.
You are a very sick man
?????? I pity you."
The quiet man spoke.
Thump.
Tell me — how much…
How many lives will you take?
When will you finally be satisfied
When will you end this eternal gluttony of your own greed?
Until you remain satisfied.
Hundreds?
No — thousands
How much —"
His words cut off.
A deep breath inhaled.
"We do not stay hidden in the flames of the void.
Why don't you understand that…
Understand that our battle — No our war.
Our war will be remembered all over the cosmos.
We will be feared — no, talked about, no being will forget either side."
A drop of rain evaporated — falling on hot ash.
"I see."
The wheel of fate turns…
Blades of steel raised — grip tightening.
War commencing.
A blade of holy metal, held.
Ching.
A single swing aimed at the man in front of him.
Shards of divinity — assaulting all that was evil.
Thump.
Thump.
The man blocked the strike with his palm.
Eyes opening wide.
Short-silver hair.
Illuminating from the moon.
"Yes. Get angry.
Yes — get stronger.
Yes — get faster.
Show me your power.
Show me the warrior within you.
Show me why they fear you.
Why they hate you.
Use all that rage.
All that power.
All the resentment you feel for me.
YOU ??? ???
Show me why they address you…
as the Godspinner."
One final spin.