Omen - Inanimate Existence

An encampment awaits me.

There’s a lonesome shelter and a man in dark robes is

seated by the flame.

As I approach he stands to face me…

«This was coming for some time now.»

The man utters quietly, «You are the only

one who can defeat tyranny.»

«What do I have to do with this ordeal?

Why must I be the one to slay the god?»

«You are born of divine energy containing concealed power, locked away.

«he reveals

«How can I believe in what you say when I don’t even know where I am?

I must return home.»

«The evil ones have overflowed into your utopia only you are kept safe in your

dream state.

You are the survivor of the apocalypse.»

I have a realization of what he speaks, if what he says is true then I must

continue.

From the slumber I wake to a village aflame.

The man’s prophecy came

to be

«This was coming for some time now,» the man’s voice echoes in my brain.

As I stare into the pile of the scorched inhabitants.

What do I have to do

with this ordeal?

Why must I be the one to slay the god?

Evil flame burning me,

only fire I can see, so I sit upon the ground seeming like eternity.

I let go from my soul, I let evil take control and I become the fire

The uncanny churning in my stomach grows, as the storm puts out the flame.

Lying before me in the charred pile in front of which I stand a familiar face.

The face of my one and only love is staring back at me lifeless.

Anger grows in me.

I am left with no other choice, now I know this is my

destiny